Chapter 441 Qingcheng Yunxiu

In just one day, all the monks in Ancheng became disciples of Sanle Zhenren, that is, Wuqi's disciples.

However, the monks with slightly higher cultivation levels around Ancheng were all taken away by Wuqi. Now the three Yuanying realms who were involved in the sect of Sanle Zhenren are among the best, more than fifty Jindan stages are considered heroes, and the other seven or eight hundred are all innate realms, and they can barely control the flying sword and fly dozens of miles above the ground. This is considered a monk.

As for the other tens of thousands of people, Wuqi could only stand in the courtyard of the city lord's mansion with his hands behind his back and forth. Do you have the nerve to call yourself a cultivator in the more than 30,000 cultivators in the acquired realm? In a place full of spiritual energy like Pangu Continent, it has been only a cultivator in the acquired realm after being together for so many years. Do you really have the nerve to say that you are a cultivator?

The spiritual sense swept through these cultivation levels, which was probably the "difficultural cultivator" who had been in power for about thirty or fifty years. Wuqi wanted to slap them all to death. What's the use of getting this kind of product to his subordinates? The group of seafood under the Shengling Lord was much stronger than them. At least if those great white sharks were in the sea, it would be no problem that a great white shark could kill three or five hundred such "difficultural cultivators".

"You guys are too embarrassed to say that you are a monk?" Shaking his head, Wuqi sighed.

However, these fragmented cultivators are also useful. At least they are managed by the cityscape in Ancheng, some people take care of the city defense, some people cleared the gutters, and some people cleaned the pits. Wuqi was really not in the mood to cultivate these cultivators, so he simply formed them into the urban management brigade and let them hang out.

In addition, the mines near He'ancheng need to be mined, the medicinal fields need to be managed, and all walks of life need to be managed. It is unrealistic to expect these people to contribute much combat effectiveness to Wuqi, but it is more than enough to ask them to help Wuqi handle various chores.

Wuqi has never been attentive to these chores, but he never dreamed that Lao Ai was a good manager in management and management. Under Lao Ai's management, these tens of thousands of casual cultivators were assigned to various positions in He'ancheng in an orderly manner according to their respective specialties. In just three or five days, He'ancheng was running as usual. The specialties were gathered into the city, and then transported them to other places through the newly formed caravan with the sign of the Great Lotte Palace. The huge profit was about to be obtained.

Having become a hand-off manager, Wuqi has been in a retreat these days and has been recuperating and healing his wounds. The dead energy in his body has been nourished by the bowl of spiritual tea by the old man Blind. After Wuqi's own efforts, Wuqi's dead energy in his body has been completely cured in one month. The dead energy transformed by the congenital Nascent Soul made Wuqi's Tianlong Transformation Technique steadily enter the thirty-five-changing realm, and his physical strength has been several times stronger.

Standing quietly in the back garden of the city guard house, Wuqi was in front of him, and a few leaves and petals were spinning on the clear surface of the spring. On a petal, a red ant was climbing around in panic, but no matter where he walked, he would touch the water after walking a few steps. The ant was spinning in horror, not knowing how to escape.

Wuqi looked at the red ant in a daze and suddenly laughed happily.

This ant is like a cultivator. The spring water from all directions is the vast and unpredictable road of heaven and earth. One walk is the disaster of death. The vast and endless road of heaven and earth is not sure where the end is. Standing on the shore, Wuqi looked at the spring water that was only a few feet in a radius, so he could see through the reality of the spring water at a glance. Where could the ant see through it? Where could he see through it?

"We're waiting, but we're just an ant!"

He raised his head and Wuqi looked at the flowing clouds in the sky and suddenly became stubbornly out of his mind. Will this vast way of heaven be just a small gulp of spring water in the eyes of some beings? And Wuqi, the people who cultivate immortals, are the ants on the petals, struggling and fighting?

Wuqi was traveling around the world. When he was thinking about these mysterious and mysterious problems, the gate of the yard was suddenly pushed open with force. Wuqi met the early stage of Jindan, You Jin, whom Wuqi met in the elixir pharmacy a few days ago, ran in with panic expressions: "Senior, it's not good, two, two masters have been killed!"

Wuqi's heart twitched, and his spiritual consciousness was all concentrated on the small ant. Suddenly, his mind changed. The poor ant was pressed by his spiritual consciousness and evaporated into invisible out of thin air. Turning around with a gloomy face, Wuqi shouted to You Jin: "Don't panic, what happened?"

You Jin walked to Wuqi tremblingly and said stammeringly: "Brother, today, my disciple was ordered to take Zangxin and Master Shouxin to collect some herbs at the Qingdan Gate. As a result, someone suddenly broke in and said that he wanted to take the Qingdan Gate's mountain gate to open a cave. The disciple advised the two masters not to fight with them. The two masters hesitated and were slashed with a sword!"

The wind suddenly stopped moving and the trees did not shake, and everything solidified. Accompanied by a strange "hissing" sound, extremely thin sword energy sprayed out from Wuqi's body. Apart from You Jin, the flowers, plants, trees, courtyards and pavilions in the backyard turned into fine dust at the same time. The suffocating pressure made You Jin stand in front of Wuqi stiffly, and dared not have any abnormal movement. He suddenly felt that as long as Wuqi looked at him, he would be turned into a wisp of blue smoke.

"Qingdan Sect, your original master Sect?" Wuqi turned his head and glanced at You Jin.

You Jin nodded repeatedly with his body stiff: "Yes, it is the disciple's original master's place. But, it's just now..."

Wuqi patted You Jin on the shoulder and chuckled, "Now you and I are both from the Great Lotte Palace. Hey, hide your heart and keep your heart to me, and I also have a life-saving feeling. Although they did not really save me, this friendship always owes them."

He grabbed You Jin and Wuqi turned into a black light and soared into the sky. Following You Jin's guidance, he quickly flew to a mountain thousands of miles away in the west. That mountain was where the Qingdan Gate, the former master's sect, was located. The elixir technique of Qingdan Gate is also well-known around He'an City. It was because of the picking of herbs grown by home to refine spiritual pills for sale. Qingdan Gate established a small foundation in He'an City.

However, the elders of Qingdan Sect have been wiped out, and two or three Qingdan Sect big cats and kittens below You Jin have been incorporated into the Daletian Palace, and Qinglin Mountain where Qingdan Sect is located has become the territory of the Daletian Palace. However, the Daletian Palace controlled by Wuqi does not have enough strength to send people to station, so Qinglin Mountain has become an empty mountain.

Wuqi had just flew less than a hundred miles away. Twelve black lights behind him rushed up quickly. The twelve demon god puppets with murderous aura made a low voice and followed Wuqi tightly. Wuqi's heart was full of murderous intent at this moment. His mood affected the emotions of the demon god puppets. As they got closer and closer to Qinglin Mountain, the murderous aura on the demon god puppets became stronger and stronger, and gradually turned into large pieces of black smoke and wrapped around these demon god puppets.

Wuqi stopped the escape light. Just at the entrance of Qinglin Mountain in front, between two tall green cliffs, the two archways with the three big characters "Qingdanmen" were carved, two wooden stakes stood there. The bloody corpses of the old monk Zangxin and the monk Shouxin were stripped naked and hung naked on the wooden stakes for public display.

On the green cliff on the left, a line of words smeared with human blood was so dazzling - forbidden land, those who enter the country can kill them!

Wuqi took You Jin and landed on the ground and walked slowly to the old monk Zangxin. He raised the old monk's drooping head and looked at it. A big hole was broken between the old monk's eyebrows. Obviously, the relics were either collected, destroyed, or had already escaped through the air. But no matter what, all that was left here was a corpse. And the little monk Shouxin next to him didn't need to look at it. The situation of Zangxin, who had already entered the Arhat position, was like this. How good could he be?

"Donor, are you robbed of wealth or robbed of sex? Why are you naked? It's strange, you are a man, is it possible that there are robbed of sex?"

The little monk had a bit of innocence and cunning voice suddenly rang in Wuqi's ears. Not long ago, the little monk met Wuqi who was seriously injured and took him back to the Zangxin Zen Temple with kindness. This pair of masters and apprentices, with affection and righteousness, is a very good pair of people.

"Whoever kills you, I will definitely repay you a hundred times!" Wuqi pressed his palm on Zangxin's corpse, and a ball of purple and green flames burned, turning him into a ray of blue smoke and drifted away. Then another ban on the Divine Flame was shot out, and Wuqi turned the corpse of Monk Shouxin into a wisp of ashes.

The sound of "drip drip" came, and there were 108 relics of the body of the old monk Zangxin, the size of a pearl, falling on the ground. The relics of the monk Shouxin were also left behind, but the number was only twelve, and the size was only the size of a broad bean.

Wuqi picked up these relics with a smile, and with a finger, a ray of glow flew out. The relics were fused together and turned into eighteen pearls with silver colored colors of egg yolks. He took out a silkworm and carefully strung the eighteen pearls into a bracelet and put them on his wrist.

"Good thing, well, can calm the mind and curb the heart fire! Good thing!" Wuqi played with the bracelet and burst into laughter.

As he smiled, Wuqi suddenly glared at his eyes, and a sword energy without forgings above his head rushed nearly a thousand feet high, turning into a huge red sword shadow and slashing heavily in front of him. He shouted sternly: "The living person inside, come out to die, your Taoist master is coming to destroy the family!"

The Five Elements Sword Sect Sect's Five Elements Sword Art Bing Fire Sword was activated, and the red sword shadow roared down with surging flames, covering the entire gate of Qinglin Mountain. With a loud bang, the fire rushed up thousands of feet high, and the two cliffs in front shattered, overflowing fire, covering the nearby mountains and forests.

"Bold!" A light shout came from Qinglin Mountain, and a piece of green cloud swept away, and the flames in the sky were swept away.

A middle-aged Taoist man wearing a white Taoist robe and having a fairy-like appearance and excellent appearance walked out slowly with steady steps.

With his head arrogantly raised, the middle-aged Taoist shouted coldly: "Things who don't know what they are alive and dead, I am ordered to open up a villa here. Since I dare to make trouble, I will stay here!"

Taoist Yun Xi waved his hand and a gust of wind and clouds around Wuqi changed color. He suddenly realized that he had fallen into a illusion.

Wuqi ignored where he was. He just widened his eyes and shouted sternly: "Qingcheng?"

Taoist Yunxi said proudly: "It's Xuanyang Qingcheng!"

After a pause, Taoist Yunxi shouted with some fanaticism: "My master is the true person Li Yang, the grandson of Qingcheng ancestors today!"

Qingcheng! Xuanyang Qingcheng!

True Man Li Yang! True Man Li Yang who was born in Qingcheng!
Chapter completed!