After three days of sacrifice and three days of practice, the green green light bloomed in the spiritual life. The magician knew that the fire was coming, and picked up the purple scepter and printed it suddenly at the green jade pages floating in the air in front of him!

The seal technique is induced, and the phoenix sounds sounding in the red jade pillars of the spirit acupoints seem to be heard, and the earth's energy catalyzes, and the sparks fly!

In an instant, red fire flew onto the green jade pages and turned into streaming fires, floating on the warm jade face, and never leaving.

The master was finished, and the magician took out the already prepared white crystal fold from his sleeve and moved his hand towards the pieces of jade pages without words. The pieces of jade pages fell on the pieces of white crystal fold and embedded them in exactly the same way. After two and one finish, it became a thick jade book with a folding style.

Put away this empty Qingjian Dan chapter again, and flipped the sleeves of the immortal magician slowly walked out of the spiritual acupoint.

Outside the entrance of the Fire Jade corridor, He Ming, who was covered in dust and had no time to wash, was waiting there with a green steel stick.

When the partners met, tacit understanding naturally emerged.

The magician nodded to He Ming and asked with a smile: "It seems that our house has been cleaned?"

He Ming straightened his chest: "I can't clean the rats and cockroaches, but I don't have one left for you on both sides of the Pearl River!"

Hearing this, Wei Ye smiled slightly, patted his partner's shoulder, and said, "Then it seems that all the martial arts sects in Guangdong have received our invitations? Then there is no need to waste time, prepare to open the mountain and get promoted!"

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In the Guangdong Wulin, in addition to the unique style of the Five Tiger Sect, there are still three or five small sects that are guarding one acre of three-point land.

However, these small sects that can only be considered second- and third-rate have taken action at this moment. The head of the sect came to Foshan Town with his proud disciples.

When we met each other, we saw the invitations in each other's hands, we could only sigh in waves of unstoppable children.

The so-called Wulin School has some industries. Shaolin Temple occupies 80% of the land in Dengfeng County. There are eight palaces, two temples and thirty-six temples in Wudang Mountain. Although the Huaquan School in the north is as messy as a scattered sand, it still holds the tips of the escort agency. It is rare for sects like Fengyang Wuhu School to make a living. It is a poor beggar sect that claims to be poor. Not to mention the elders of seven or eight bags, any rudder leader who relies on kidnapping children and making medicine for the despicable business, and eats a lot.

However, the original Five Tiger Sect was the leader of the martial arts world in Guangdong Province. The black and white business was almost occupied. These small sects could only look up and look at the little bit of oil stars that leaked out from Feng Tiannan's fingers.

Now that I suddenly heard that the Five Tiger Sects were gone, I suddenly felt that the heads of the sects who "will guard the clouds clear and the moon brightly" couldn't help but have some more expectations for the future.

After receiving the invitation from Daohai Zongyuan to open a mountain, I prepared some gifts to worship the mountain. Everyone has only one goal to be together: no matter what, the benefits of staying in the Five Tigers Sect let us share a little bit, and can you, such a strange outsider in Daohai Zongyuan, eat all the things you have in?

Among these small sects, Dinghu Villa, Four Guns, and Guanyin Mountain Jade Emperor Temple are the three most outstanding, and they are all inherited for several generations. There is at least one font in the world, so they are not considered an unknown person.

Ren Tianpeng, the owner of Dinghu Villa, is known for his ancestral Hongyu sword technique. He is famous in Guangdong. He is also an old friend of Wu Junhui, the leader of the Four Guns, and he has been together for many years. When two people meet in the middle of the road, he comes to Foshan Town together.

Such small sects were ordered to invite the heads of various martial arts sects to the capital to attend the world leader meeting, He Sihao was too lazy to make up the numbers with them. But these small sects were used to being domineering in their respective realms. In the past, the Five Tiger Sects were in a prosperous state and did not take these small sects into their eyes. Feng Tiannan's mind was not about dominating the martial arts world without pursuing, so he was able to withstand these small sects on the side of his bed. However, in the eyes of these small sect disciples, he felt that a large sect such as the Five Tiger Sect was quite generous to everyone. It can be seen that the martial arts of this sect has its own unique features and has a place in the martial arts world, so he couldn't see clearly the way forward.

Even the two leaders, Ren Tianpeng and Wu Junhui, felt that they were quite old and were considered seniors in the Southern Wulin. They could not compete with the Five Tigers Sect. The Five Tigers Sect had a great family and a wealthy family. In terms of martial arts, everyone might not be weaker than Feng Tiannan.

This time, he received a gift invitation from Daohai Zongyuan to open the mountain. Wu Junhui was rough and straightforward, but he thought that another Taoist temple was completed with the name of the Wudang Sect's outer sect. Ren Tianpeng had a sinister personality. Seeing the four words Daohai Zongyuan, he felt that this was clearly a singular saying that he was the authentic Taoist sect and was so arrogant that he was unprovoked.

But whether it is arrogance or modesty, it is all a dispute in the Taoist sect and has nothing to do with Ren Tianpeng, a commoner. However, the source of the Daohai Sect, which replaced the Five Tiger Sect, is a Taoist lineage. Since Ren Tianpeng wants to come, he should only stay in some temples and live in a closed life. Originally, the Five Tiger Sect used the Green Forest force to tap the ground on Zhaoqing and gave the benefits to Dinghu Villa to absorb.

If Daohai Zongyuan refused, the upper and lower parts of Dinghu Villa would not mind making a fuss at the ceremony of opening and upgrading the mountain.

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People in the martial arts world have unpredictable thoughts.

People in the officialdom also have economic articles that are not worthy of being used by outsiders.

For Li Ruilin, a group of civil and military officials from Foshan Town, going to Fengtiannan and coming to Wei Xianshi was not a good thing, but it was not a bad thing. At least everyone didn't have to jump into the sea and be a fish-faced yaksha. After obeying Taoist Wei's talisman water, the fish scales on their bodies could always fade and fall off. They were all good adults and gentlemen again.

But these are all subtle and private matters. If you don’t mention them to others, you can only know that heaven and earth do not know, but I know that you do not know.

But in Guangzhou City, not far from Foshan Town, some officials were also worried about the affairs of the Five Tiger Sect.

Mr. Zhou Zhiyong is a capitalist in the vassal state yamen. He was born in the seventh rank and was one of the few good positions that a juren could climb after taking the lead.

A miscellaneous official who was born in a juren climbed from the county magistrate to the governor and the chief minister. There was no need to say that he worked hard during this period. He could almost touch the judges and audiences if he had to be put on the talent show in later generations. However, along the way, his in-laws made great efforts, and the money he had never stopped helping him run for office.

Who told Mr. Zhou Zhiyong to choose a good son-in-law but to marry his only biological daughter to Feng Tiannan and become the concubine of the third room?

Mr. Zhou, who was the seventh-rank governor, sold the golden top that his daughter had exchanged for.

Don’t look at Mr. Zhou in his early sixties, and standing with Feng Tiannan, he said that his father-in-law and son-in-law was more like a brother-in-law, and his heart for fame was still unabated. Recently, the Guangdong Salt Transportation Commission was about to be vacant. Mr. Zhou knew that the salt yamen had always been in the mountains of gold and where the silver water came out. He gritted his teeth and smashed 60,000 taels of silver from the accumulated sacks of the past few years to clear the relationship. The 60,000 taels of thin silk snowflakes were not enough. The salt yamen was allocated to the Guangzhou prefect every year. How could it be enough? Mr. Zhou saw that his sack was short of money and only hoped that his son-in-law could help more, but unexpectedly, at this time, the son-in-law was dead. The Foshan magistrate Li Ruilin was charged with the crime of "persisting the left path, collecting life and making poisons, and doing something wrong", and the faction was about to scheming the Feng family to death.

Although Mr. Zhou was very foresighted and sold his biological daughter only for a concubine, it was like a foot wash that was poured out. Naturally, the case of Feng's family could not be implicated in his old man.

But such a rich son-in-law, with strong support, was gone. Not only did he borrow money from his son-in-law lose the following sentence, but even the tens of thousands of taels of silver he had spent were wasted. Even Mr. Zhou was strong in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel depressed for several days, just sent his family back to Foshan Town to find out the news.

After inquiring about this, he already knew about the general situation of the destruction of the Feng Mansion. A magician who was too active in this case naturally entered the sight of Mr. Zhou.

For Mr. Zhou, this Taoist Wei made his son-in-law's family ruined his family, causing him to exercise salt transportation to keep the silver he experienced like a meat bun and beat a dog. It was as hateful as killing his father's enemy. He really wanted to eat his flesh and sleep with his skin.

However, Mr. Zhou has been in the officialdom for a long time and is quite knowledgeable. When an official deals with Taoist priests and monks who beg for food in ordinary places, he just throws his signature on it. The yamen runners and constables will punish these people crying and calling for Buddha. However, those who can destroy his son-in-law, such a martial arts hero, can only be people in the martial arts world. Naturally, they will find talents who are proficient in catching and stealing to deal with it.

After asking for help, I finally invited the thief and verdict from Guangzhou Prefecture. It was a waste of face. I just invited the old master Xingming, the one who was the most useful verdict from the thief and verdict from Zhujiang River to drink three times. I also called a group of famous thief and a famous thief and a group of famous thief friends from Guangzhou's chrysanthemum department to serve the old master. Not to mention that, Mr. Zhou paid out his pocket to collect several good suits, and a house that was lying on the Taoyuan. Only then could I scratch the itch of this old man. Finally, I could talk about how to deal with Wei Ye on the flower boat.

"The things in the world should be done in the world!" I don't know if it was the second spring, but the old master with a red face knocked on the plate with his hand and said, "When Master Yongzheng was in power, were there many thieves in the world who were in trouble? But Master Yongzheng used a Li Wei from a martial arts background! Is Wu from the Zhongnan Sect so good? He still confiscated Li Wei as a hawk. Is Gan Fengchi very strong? He also became a prisoner of Li Wei. As for conquering Huang Tianba to deal with Dou Erdun, it was even more of the matter of Lord Li's master's comedy, so the old man doesn't have to think about it."

Listening to Master Xingming saying something useless and empty talk as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhou Zhiyong couldn't help but blush and said annoyedly: "Then let Taoist Wei do it?!"

"How can it be?" Master Xingming smiled and held a chopstick and ate it, and then continued, "If Taoist Wei only acted in the way of the world, the people would be killed, the wealth would be robbed, and the documents would be used to go to the sea to arrest the people. He could only ask the people of the world and the Green Land to help. But he shouldn't have to, but he played with the articles on the official side. How could a wild Taoist who danced with swords and swords understand? Especially the four words "demon party cult", monks must not touch any of them. Once they touched, it would be hard to clean them. Just imagine, how could a person who came out to report to the cult know that he was not a cult? In my opinion, this case would be better to announce it to the Dalipu and attract the attention of the court."

After hearing this, Zhou Zhiyong had figured it out a little, but he didn't want to say it himself. He just pretended to be confused and said, "What do you say?"

The old Master Xingming's expression remained unchanged. He took another sip of wine and said: "Today, he has always hated the monks and Taoists who are most disgusted with the traveling monks and Taoists, let alone a Taoist who has bitten gentry and has caused major cases. The old man is in charge of documents in the vassal state yamen. He just adds a sentence in the words, "This person's actions are mysterious, and he does not seem to be a good practitioner, but he is like a white lotus, and he is the first-class in smelling incense. No matter how he is, he cannot live in Foshan Town."

Zhou Zhiyong just smiled and said, "But it is indeed a good plan!"

After getting this trick, he felt a little relieved. He picked up the wine cup and was about to send it to his lips, but he saw a petite figure wearing a hooded cloak, walking into the flower boat at some point.

The cloak was as dark as a night without stars or moon. It looked like it was moving forward, but it didn't sway from the shoulders to the torso, but it seemed like a ghost from the underworld.

In the blink of an eye, the figure came to Zhou Zhiyong, and then gently removed the hood on his head that covered his face, revealing a young and beautiful smiling face below.

This is a woman who looks about twenty years old. She has fair skin like unglazed porcelain, and her kumquat curly hair and blood-red pupils, which looks strangely beautiful.

But for two old men who are over 100 years old, this look looks very strange and dangerous

"Western women! How did they get on the boat!"

He didn't know how to speak the other person's mouth shape clearly, but both old men heard a jing film with a straight voice: "Ahhhhhh, what? Is it a useless old man who can only die casually? Why? Why? Why? Why are there only such fragile guys in this world who can't stand playing with it? Little Clay is very disappointed, very angry~yo~"
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