Nangong Haotian frowned slightly, why is the power of the Waste Transformation Technique so weak? It stands to reason that no matter how you cultivate the Divine Technique, you can develop some earth-shattering power.
But apart from the fact that my body has become stronger and my internal energy has become more refined, nothing else seems to have increased much. I can't even defeat people in the martial arts world, and this cultivation is too easy.
Nangong Haotian had a premonition before that it seemed that he still didn't understand this trash-god-transformation technique, but he didn't know what was wrong. Everything was learned according to this, so what could go wrong?
After thinking for a long time, Nangong Haotian had no clue, so he suppressed his thoughts. Maybe he could only wait for someone to give him the answer in the future.
After another big week, Nangong Haotian, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly stood up. A strong momentum came from his slightly thin body, and the tables, chairs and benches around him were thrown away.
"As expected, we have reached the late stage of the fourth level, but I don't know how long it will take to enter the fifth level! It's really hard to find the treasures of heaven and earth!" Nangong Haotian sighed and immediately stopped.
He gained momentum and walked out.
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As soon as Nangong Haotian ascended the steps of the hall, Jiang Zhongzhao and others stood up from their seats one after another. The maids and maids on both sides were immediately busy serving food.
Nangong Haotian entered the hall, cupped his hands, smiled, and apologized: "I kept you all waiting for a long time."
Jiang Zhongzhao and others quickly said with a smile: "Where, where, it's still early."
Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose, and then several people took their seats one by one and filled their glasses with wine.
After drinking for three rounds, Jiang Zhongzhao asked respectfully and concernedly: "Young Master, you are out on inspection today. Let's see the situation. Will they come back again?"
"Even if Master Faming and others leave, I'm afraid other sects will send people back." Nangong Haotian thought for a while and said, this is not to scare Jiang Zhongzhao and others, after all, there are always some people who like to do this kind of thing.
Jiang Zhongzhao and the others looked at each other in surprise, but said nothing.
Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly cooled down, Aunt Shan quickly said with relief: "Fortunately, the transfer station has been burned down, and the Nine-fingered Jackal has also been executed by the young master. Besides, the various figures under house arrest in this place have also been released.
, judging from my old lady’s opinion, no one will come here anymore.”
When Nangong Haotian heard that all the people under house arrest in this place were released, his heart moved and he immediately thought of the three people the Demon Dragon Slayer King forced to increase his power. Who could these three people be?
Nangong Haotian touched the wine glass in his hand, frowned, and suddenly looked at Jiang Zhongzhao and asked solemnly: "Master Jiang..."
"My subordinate is here." Jiang Zhongzhao hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand, bowed and said respectfully.
"You don't have to be so polite!" Nangong Haotian waved his hand and asked solemnly: "Are there any other places under our transfer station where people from other sects are imprisoned?"
Jiang Zhongzhao said with a confused expression: "This place is the center of the transfer station. Except for the few small villages it belongs to, there is no other place for prisoners!"
Aunt Shan knew something was wrong, so she couldn't help but ask: "Young master, have you discovered anything else during the whole day you've been out?"
"No..." Nangong Haotian Qiangzi smiled, "I'm just asking. If there is no other place, I think there will be fewer opportunities for masters from various sects to come."
After saying this, he paused and asked casually: "Master Jiang, I asked you to release all the disciples of various sects who are under house arrest in various small villages. Have you released them all?"
"Let them all go!" Jiang Zhongzhao said without hesitation: "My subordinates personally assigned various martial artists to go there with silver taels respectively."
"What?" Jiang Zhongzhao's general Nangong Haotian looked wrong and asked again: "Young Master, but some of them have not received the money or notification?"
Nangong Haotian shook his head and said: "No, I don't know this. What I'm afraid of is that some people have returned home safely, while some people have no news. I'm even more afraid that the family members and disciples who have not returned home will come to ask for help...
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The faces of Jiang Zhongzhao and the others suddenly became extremely solemn. If this situation really happened, I'm afraid this transfer station would have to be destroyed.
"I think there must be more places to imprison people than these small fishing villages. Wasn't my father transferred to another place?" Wei Xiaoying suddenly thought of her father and said anxiously.
Nangong Haotian was heartbroken. He knew that Wei Xiaoying's father must have been sent to the Zhangren Peak of Wutai Mountain and transferred his inner power to himself.
Wei Xiaoying looked at Jiang Zhongzhao and asked eagerly: "Master Jiang, when will that Master Liao you mentioned come back?"
Jiang Zhongzhao looked at Nangong Haotian without any trace, and said awkwardly: "According to the regulations, he should have rushed back last night."
Wei Xiaoying's face changed after hearing this, and she couldn't help but asked anxiously: "So, didn't he just catch up with the big disaster last night?"
Jiang Zhongzhao hesitated and said: "But today, I led Master Liu and others to clean up the fire scene. They checked the front hall and the backyard, but they didn't see Master Liao's body!"
"Have you guys discovered the body of that martial artist Liao?" Wei Xiaoying looked at martial master Liu and the others and asked anxiously.
Although Martial Master Liu and others knew that Martial Master Liao was killed when Nangong Haotian arrived at the wine shop the day before yesterday, but they had all been warned, who dared to say anything? They all shook their heads numbly.
Seeing that Wei Xiaoying was about to burst into tears, Liu Qianwen hurriedly said comfortingly: "Sister Xiaoying, don't ask, good people have their own destiny, and Wei Shibo will return safely one day."
Nangong Haotian thought of the warning given by the Demon Dragon Slayer King to the three people who helped him increase his power, and hurriedly said with relief: "Qianwen is right, Wei Shibo will return safely one day, there is no point in rushing now, and
Liu Shibo, there is still no news until today."
When Wei Xiaoying heard this, she nodded and stopped asking. However, Nangong Haotian did not feel relaxed, because although Wei Xiaoying stopped asking, Liu Qianwen lowered her head sadly.
Nangong Haotian just wanted to persuade Liu Qianwen, but after thinking about it, it was really difficult to talk about this thing. In the end, he could only shake his head, and the banquet fell into silence for a while.
"Ahem..." Jiang Zhongzhao on the side saw the dull atmosphere and quickly coughed twice, and asked anxiously: "Young master, look, if people from other sects come to ask for people again in the future, how should the subordinates deal with it?
Law?"
In order to avoid trouble, Nangong Haotian did not want Jiang Zhongzhao and others to go out for activities again, so he asked instead: "Does this place still have any money in the treasury?"
Jiang Zhongzhao nodded and said hurriedly: "Yes, a lot of them were dug out from the fire scene."
Nangong Haotian nodded and said: "Okay, I think this place is quite secretive. As long as you Jian Xing rarely goes out, I think even if they come, they may not be able to find you."
Jiang Zhongzhao and others looked at each other and felt that it made sense, so they respectfully agreed.
"Also, everyone..." Nangong Haotian continued: "I will leave this place after dinner and return to the Northwest General Branch."
"What?" Jiang Zhongzhao asked in surprise: "Didn't Master Faming and the others choose the northwest branch helm?"
"Although I have been picked, I still want to see what's going on over there." Nangong Haotian thought of Shangguan Xiaowan, how this fiery girl has been doing recently.
After so many things, Nangong Haotian is no longer angry about Shangguan Xiaowan leaving without saying goodbye and running away in anger, not to mention that it was his fault in the first place. As a girl, it is always good to coax.
Jiang Zhongzhao responded respectfully.
Nangong Haotian had something on his mind, so he finished his meal in a hurry, got up, and then the others left the town under the respectful escort of Jiang Zhongzhao, Liu Wushi and others.
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The group of people moved quickly and soon arrived at the big town.
After all, a big town is different from a small seaside village. The streets are full of people and the lights are bright. It is the night market that is bustling. Nangong Haotian and the other four people did not want to visit the street scene and walked directly to the door of Zima Zhan.
As soon as they arrived at the door of the inn, one of the two shopkeepers who solicited customers came over with a smile. When he stood in front of him, he bowed and smiled, and said respectfully: "I and the girls came back just in time. A customer just arrived yesterday and said he wanted to find someone."
you……"
"Oh? Someone is actually looking for me?" Nangong Haotian was a little surprised. While handing the horse to the shop boy, he asked: "Where is that person now? Is he a man or a woman?"
The shopkeeper smiled and said respectfully: "It's an uncle. He said he came from Jiyunguan Brownstone Valley..."
"It's someone from my family who came to see me!" Wei Xiaoying cheered excitedly: "My father must have come home too."
While talking, Feihui couldn't wait to enter the store.
Liu Qianwen saw that Wei Xiaoying had already flown in, but Nangong Haotian was still standing there. She pushed Nangong Haotian gently and said, "Haotian, sister Xiaoying has already gone in, let's go in quickly!"
Nangong Haotian looked at the shop boy, then followed Liu Qianwen and walked in.
The three of them had not yet arrived at the gate of Duyuan. Wei Xiaoying, who had already entered the courtyard, said happily: "Uncle Wei Xi, it's you!"
Then came the anxious and sad voice of an old man, almost crying: "Miss, it's not good, something happened at home..."
Hearing this, Nangong Haotian secretly sighed and walked in quickly.
When he arrived in front of the door, Nangong Haotian looked up and saw standing in the courtyard looking at Wei Xiaoying with tears in his eyes as he spoke. It was Wei Xi, the old housekeeper of Brownstone Valley whom he had met.
When the old housekeeper Wei Xi saw Nangong Haotian, Liu Qianwen, and Aunt Shan, he burst into tears and said, "Young Master Nangong, something happened at home!"
Wei Xiaoying, whose face was pale and anxious, urged anxiously: "What happened at home, tell me quickly!"
"If you have anything to say, we can discuss it in the hall. Don't get into trouble first," Aunt Shan said hurriedly.
Nangong Haotian nodded, and the five of them hurriedly entered the small hall and took their seats. The maids employed in the shop also hurriedly came out to pour tea.