Or out of dislike for the night star, or for some other unknown reasons, Yuan Dian really didn't like demon cultivation at all in his heart, and when he saw that the two sides were arguing over the red scorched flint, he told Yun Hongyi about some secret things, and naturally hoped that the demon gate would be deflated once.

Yun Hongyi, who received the news from Yuan Dian, was indeed very surprised, and after a short hesitation, he immediately looked at Elder Liu Yibiao and said a few words.

Liu Yibiao, who was preparing to fight Tu Song, was obviously stunned when he heard Yun Hongyi's transmission, and then the transmission asked a few rhetorical questions, and finally determined something.

After making a decision, Liu Yibiao stared at Tu Song as if he was fine, and said coldly: "Tu Song, the old man won't talk to you here today, since both of us are holding their own opinions and stalemate, then the old man will say a way, if you still don't agree, we can just start fighting." ”

"Listen up. Tu Song also knew that it was not the solution to call back and forth, and when Liu Yibiao said this at this time, he naturally agreed.

"The Red Scorched Flint can only be as much as thirty percent of our Forgotten Dust Sect, but from this moment on, no matter how much red iron is mined in this mine, it will all belong to our Forgotten Dust Sect, how about it?"

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Hearing Elder Liu of the Forgotten Dust Sect say this, Yuan Dian also secretly admired, and had to say that these old men in the Dan Stage were all ghosts and ghosts.

That Liu Yibiao must have believed Yun Hongyi's words, but he did not directly do not want the red scorched flint, but advanced as a retreat, and achieved his goal in a roundabout way. Under such a strategy, it is impossible for Tu Song not to take the bait.

Liu Yibiao said. Tu Song was stunned, he obviously didn't expect the other party to propose such a distribution method. But the more this is the case, the more suspicious Tu Song becomes.

After all, he was really not sure how many red scorched flints were stored here, and subconsciously Tu Song looked around the cave, especially the few pieces of red ore that were full of black light.

At this moment, Liu Yibiao urged in a timely manner: "Tu Song, what do you think of the old man's distribution method? Hurry up and give a response, don't be like a mother-in-law." ”

Liu Yibiao urged like this, and Tu Songhu was even more suspicious. He rolled his eyes and then said: "The red scorched flint will only give you one percent, and the red iron we will keep two percent, you ......."

"Fart, Tu Song, the old man is too lazy to say one more word to you, don't talk about it, don't talk about it. Without waiting for Tu Song to finish speaking, Liu Yibiao scolded angrily, and a cold light flashed in his hand. A three-quenched high-grade spiritual weapon appeared in his hand, and at the same time shouted: "Come on, Tu Song, let Liu lead your cultivation for more than ten years." See if there's any growth. ”

As he spoke, he was about to rush forward, but Tu Song's face changed slightly, and he didn't pay attention to Liu Yibiao, who had already sacrificed his weapon. Instead, he looked left and right at Ye Duxing and Tu Qianshan, and saw that the two of them nodded slightly. Then he stretched out his palm and stopped Liu Yibiao's anger: "Liu Yibiao." The red scorched flint can give you 20%, but we still have to keep 20% of the red iron. ”

This time, as soon as Tu Song finished speaking, Liu Yibiao didn't reply at all, but turned his head and taught the disciples of the Forgotten Dust Sect: "Disciples of the Forgotten Dust Sect, in the future, you should remember that there is nothing to talk about with those stingy monks of the Demon Transformation Sect. ”

After speaking, he was about to order the monks of the Forgotten Dust Sect to start a war, and such a series of actions finally made Tu Song of the Demon Transformation Sect make a final decision: "Slow down, Liu Yibiao, today's old man will follow what you said, from this time on, the red scorched flint produced in this mine will be exclusively owned by our Demon Transformation Sect, and the remaining thirty percent of the red scorched flint and all the red iron will belong to your Forget the Dust Sect." ”

"It's been so happy for a long time, and the old man has gone back to the sect to drink. ”

After a thin word, Liu Yibiao took out a long iron card from the storage bag and threw it to Tu Song, and Tu Song also took out an almost identical iron card, put the two iron cards together, and then a slight black light flashed, and the two sides reached an agreement, which was jointly recognized by the four major sects.

After throwing his hand and returning Liu Yibiao's iron plate, Tu Song always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he asked Liu Yibiao in a ghostly way: "Liu Yibiao, you didn't lie to the old man!"

"Lie to you? Tu Song, even a shrewd person like you can be deceived?" After a rhetorical question, Liu Yibiao then said with disdain: "Tu Song, you are also the brains of the Demon Transformation Sect, the old man can beat you, but do you think the old man can fool you? What an idiot." ”

"That's right. ”

In response, Tu Song reacted instantly, and scolded directly: "Liu Yibiao, you are an idiot, when will the old man not be able to beat you, you are an idiot." ”

After scolding angrily, Tu Song was no longer vindictive, but ordered Tu Qianshan standing beside him: "Qianshan, you go to mine some red scorched flint, and the third uncle will take it back to see if there is anything strange in it." ”

"Yes. With an answer, Tu Qianshan held the spirit sword in his hand and walked towards a piece of fire-colored stone that flashed with black light.

At this time, Liu Yibiao was too lazy to stay here, and said coldly to Tu Song: "Tu Song, look at your careful appearance, don't forget, those red scorched flints also have thirty percent of our Forget the Dust Sect." ”

With that, Liu Yibiao immediately walked out with the monks of the Forgotten Dust Sect, and Yuan Dian also followed, and it didn't take long for all the monks of the Forgotten Dust Sect to come to the passage of the mine.

At this time, Yun Hongyi came to Yuan Dian's side, although they hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, Yun Hongyi obviously didn't have the slightest strangeness to Yuan Dian, as if the two were still together yesterday, he smiled at Yuan Dian, and asked Chuanyin: "Brother Yuan, do you have a big grasp?"

"Brother Yun, this kind of thing is no joke. With the same sense of familiarity, Yuan Dian replied quite solemnly.

At this time, Liu Yibiao led the monks of the Forgotten Dust Sect to stop and turned to look at Tu Qianshan, who was mining red scorched flint.

As a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, using the two-quenched spirit sword in his hand to start the ore is naturally extremely fast, without more than a dozen breaths, with the fall of the ordinary gravel around him, a huge red scorched flint with a radius of three feet was dug out by Tu Qianshan, and at the same time, a large hole more than five feet high and more than three feet deep appeared on the wall of the mine.

"Third uncle, that's right, it's definitely red scorched flint. Looking at the red scorched flint that he dug up, Tu Qianshan immediately shouted loudly, full of joy.

On the other side, watching Tu Qianshan dig out a huge red scorched flint, Liu Yibiao was obviously not a taste, turned his head to look at Yun Hongyi, who was standing side by side with Yuan Dian, and at the same time looked at Yuan Dian, but in the end he didn't say anything, he could only continue to look at the monks of the Demon Transformation Sect.

Tu Song took two steps forward to check this piece of red scorched flint, nodded slightly, obviously quite satisfied, and unconsciously looked at the big pit dug by mining, then his face changed slightly, his brows frowned, and then said to Tu Qianshan: "Qianshan, you enter and take a look, there are other signs of red scorched flint in the cave." ”

Hearing Tu Song say this, Tu Qianshan looked at the big hole that had just been mined, but found that it was full of rocks, without the slightest trace of red scorched flint, and then his face was full of bitterness, and he turned to Tu Song and replied: "Three...... Third uncle, it's all rubble, but it's ...... Probably just a coincidence. ”

"You, you guys, immediately dig up the exposed pieces of red flint, especially to see if there are any other traces of red scorched flint. Hearing Tu Qianshan say this, Tu Song obviously realized that something bad was going on, and immediately ordered several other disciples to come forward and dig.

In the blink of an eye, several exposed pieces of red charred flint were all dug up, and the corresponding conclusions were immediately drawn:

"Elder Tu, there are some gravel below, it doesn't look like there is red scorched flint. ”

"Yes, Elder Tu, the disciple also dug a big hole, which was empty and empty, didn't we ......?"

"Shut up. Without waiting for these disciples to finish speaking, Tu Song snorted coldly, and then stepped forward to check.

But at this moment, the entire mine emitted a violent tremor, which made Liu Yibiao and other Forgotten Dust Sect monks who were secretly rejoicing in the mine also surprised, and they all looked around, ready to retreat quickly.

But this tremor lasted for two breaths, and then stopped, and then, the place where the Demon Gate and the others had just dug out the red scorched flint suddenly collapsed, and a huge hole similar to a mine path appeared, and the black hole was endless.

The bottom of the big cave is full of gravel, and on both sides of the cave wall is red red iron ore, but there is no red scorched flint, seeing such a scene, Tu Song's face instantly turned green, and Liu Yibiao, who was at the entrance of the mine, showed a smiling face. (To be continued......)