Withdrawing his gaze, the Shangqing Taoist leader looked at the Wailing Master with a smile but not a smile.
The owner of the restricted area saw a stream of light coming from a distance, and did not struggle needlessly. After Jie Jie laughed twice, he turned around and disappeared into the void.
When more than ten streams of light arrived, they transformed into men, women, old and young and bowed respectfully to the leader of the Shangqing Dao.
"I'll wait and see Dao Shou."
Each of them exudes an aura of divine power, and can cause changes in the celestial phenomena.
The leader is a handsome and handsome young man with a white face and no beard. He is wearing a large green mandarin with wide sleeves. His black hair is spread freely and moves with the wind.
Even if he is standing among the people who are as dazzling as the sun, he still shows his extraordinary bearing.
This person is the current dean of Shangqing Taoist Temple, Wen Fengming!
"Master, what happened when we heard your transmission just now?" Wen Fengming stepped forward and asked.
The Taoist leader of Shangqing could not hide the joy in his eyes.
"It's okay now. There's no need to fight. Let's all disperse."
Those who followed Wen Fengming are all powerful people who are currently in the Shangqing Taoist Temple. Among them, there are also those who are in retreat preparing to attack the avenue. If they had not heard the order from the Taoist leader, they would never have come out.
But who knew that running over in such a hurry would lead to such a result.
Everyone looked at each other and looked at the leader, Dean Wen.
Wen Fengming didn't ask any more questions, and smiled apologetically at everyone: "Having nothing to do is a good thing in itself, isn't it? Thank you all elders for coming with me on this trip."
The crowd didn't even dare to say anything, so they bowed respectfully to the Shangqing Taoist leader, turned around and left. Wen Fengming also followed the others, but was stopped by the Shangqing Taoist Temple.
"Feng Ming, please stay."
Wen Fengming said: "Master, is there anything else that Fengming needs to do?"
The leader of the Shangqing Taoist Concubine restrained his joy and nodded: "Two things. First, purge thousands of families in Weiyang County. Anyone found to be involved in the restricted area, no matter who they are, will be killed!"
"Second, go to Qianjia and help me keep an eye on a little guy named Jiang Ning. Remember, don't interfere in anything about him. If necessary, take action to protect his life."
Wen Fengming can still understand the first half of the sentence.
Collusion in forbidden areas is a mortal sin. It is everyone's responsibility to safeguard the peace of Kyushu.
But he didn't understand the last sentence.
What kind of person can make the real master of Zhuozhou, standing at the pinnacle of cultivation, the leader of the Shangqing Taoist Order, who has the name of a land god, personally name and care for him?
The old man saw his doubts and smiled mysteriously: "Feng Ming, you will have a junior brother soon."
Wen Fengming suddenly realized and looked overjoyed.
"Hahahaha, okay, then this disciple will go ahead of Master and go to meet my future junior brother." After saying that, he didn't even say hello, and turned into a breeze and disappeared in front of the Shangqing Taoist leader. p>
The old Taoist leader looked in the direction of Zi County again, his face glowing.
"I thought God gave me Wen Fengming, which was already a great gift. Unexpectedly, when I was half-way into the coffin, I was given another Jiang Ning."
"It's been a life worth living for me to have you two as my disciples..."
......
"Go away, if you stop me from doing my chivalry again, I will chop you with one sword!" In front of the Qianfu Gate, the young man said with a displeased expression, holding a withered yellow straw in his mouth.
In front of the young man, the stooped old man remained motionless.
"Young man, with such a loud tone, you are not afraid of flashing your tongue?" Listening to the voice, the rickety old man was clearly the third uncle of the Qian family who had been following Qian Ji.
The young man said disdainfully: "Don't rely on your old age for me. I'm just in the early stage of foundation building. I can kill you with just a breath. If you are wise, get out of the way. I want to go in and meet that bastard from the restricted area."
Qianji died, and the master of the restricted area also left, but the scarlet formation around Qianjia still did not dissipate, so the two of them did not know what happened in the underground secret room.
"Shuzi is arrogant!"
The third uncle snorted coldly, and his skinny hands were like eagle claws, and he pinched the young man's head as quickly as lightning.
The young man rolled his eyes and said: "If you want to die, I will grant it to you, but I am a very particular person. Since you are in the early stage of foundation building, I will kill you with the strength of the early stage of foundation building."
"Pumpkin!"
As he shouted, the pupils of the third uncle of the Qian family suddenly dilated. When the young man saw this, he let out a disdainful sound, crossed his hands and held his head, and slowly walked away from him and walked into Qianfu.
It wasn't until the young man's figure disappeared that the third uncle, who was standing motionless, burst out with endless sword energy and fell to the ground.
But it is completely dead....
What’s even more shocking is that even the third uncle’s clothes are not damaged at all, but there are shocking sword marks all around him on the ground, steps, doors and other places!
No more, no less, exactly eleven!
Only eleven swords are used when meeting people, and all the gods and ghosts under the sword change their expressions... The young man holding the yellow straw in his mouth is the rumored traitor to one of the four sects of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect, Wu Shiyi!
Wu Shi twitched his nose as he walked, and followed the smell of blood to the underground secret room.
The secret room was already leaking soil and was in danger of collapsing at any time. He turned a blind eye and walked to Qian Wuyan first, frowning and staring for a long time before asking: "Did you kill him?"
When he came in, he heard faint breathing in the secret room.
Jiang Ning, who was lying on the ground unable to move, snorted and said, "Avenging Qianjia? Then come on, I don't have the strength to move anyway. If you want to kill, you should be quick and quick."
Wu Shiyi turned to look at him, pondered for a while, and said with a smile: "You are quite interesting, it would be a pity to die." After saying that, he stepped forward, picked up Jiang Ning's clothes, and dragged him out.<
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"Be gentle, it hurts, you bitch, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Let me go!" Jiang Ning's whole body was throbbing in pain, but Wu Shiyi remained unmoved.
After he came out, he threw Jiang Ning on the ground and said with an unhappy look on his face: "You took the credit from me and you asked me who I am?"
Jiang Ning was so angry that he wanted to scold her.
Who are you to take away your credit...
Only then did he see clearly that the person in front of him was the young man who seemed to have some mental problems who suddenly broke into his inn room last time.
"Who the hell are you? Last time you broke into my room mindlessly and I didn't care about you. Now you're here to take credit. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"
"Let me tell you, if I hadn't been injured too badly, I would have beaten you so hard today that your parents wouldn't even recognize you."
"My name is Wu Shiyi!" The young man said five words expressionlessly.
"I don't care whether your name is Wu Shiyi or Wu Twelve, today your name is Wu Shi... Why does it sound so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere."
Jiang Ning is confused.
Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and his expression suddenly turned dark.
He remembered!
When Wang Yan accompanied Wang Yan to Jingping Village to take the mid-term exam, Wang Yan mentioned a few people to herself that she should never mess with. The name of the first person among them seemed...probably...called Wu Shiyi!<
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Damn it, you can’t be so unlucky that you’ve met him, right?
Jiang Ning swallowed and looked at the young man again.
Wu Shiyi happened to look at him and said lightly: "Remember where I heard Wu Shiyi?"
"Yeah...I remember, I remember." Jiang Ning was about to cry but had no tears.
I just came out of the wolf's den and fell into the tiger's mouth again!
"Well, Senior Brother Wu, that was a misunderstanding..." Jiang Ning said with a smile.
Wu Shiyi snorted coldly.
"Misunderstanding, the first time I met you, you looked cold, you were afraid that others wouldn't know you were a cultivator, right? Then when we met just now, you said that you wanted to beat me. My parents don't know me, and they mocked me as Wu Twelve.
..."
Every time he said something, Jiang Ning's face became uglier. By the time he finished speaking, Jiang Ning almost burst into tears.
"Senior, senior brother...it's really a misunderstanding." Jiang Ning said bravely.
Not to mention that he is injured now, even if he is not injured, he can't defeat the pervert in front of him. What can he do if he doesn't beg for mercy!
One of the four traitors is still alive and kicking after traveling across Kyushu for so many years. Who would believe him if you say he doesn’t have the ability to keep things under wraps?