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Chapter 137 Blocking the door (please subscribe)

Wen Hai's case is over here, and the next step is the wanted order for Daozang Palace.

But there is a high probability that they will be fine. Under normal circumstances, they will wait for a hundred years before coming back, find someone to smooth the relationship, and then they can continue with a different identity. After all, they are monks of the five Taoist religions.

As for Leng Zhixing, there is a high probability that nothing will happen to him. As a well-known second-level monk, he has one or two friends in hundreds of years. It is not too easy to hide for a hundred years.

Even the inbound monk left behind by Shandaomen would probably not be able to catch him. He would most likely have run away long ago. Wang Ping would only take people there for a formality, and then the matter could be left alone.

"Taoist Master, are you going to Dandaomen now?" Zuo Xuan, who was waiting at the door of Daozang Hall, came up to ask when he saw Wang Ping coming out.

"Don't worry, wait until I have all the people." Wang Ping looked to the other side, and a Qi practitioner from Qianmu Temple stationed in Jinhuai Mansion was walking towards him.

Wang Ping's so-called mobilization of manpower was of course to bring the disciples of Qianmu Temple and Sanhe Temple. In this way, not only could he take down the Dandao Sect, but he could also carve up some industries, and it was justifiable.

"Okay!" Zuo Xuan said nothing.

"The follow-up tracking of Wen Hai will be left to you. If you need anything, just come to Qianmu to observe." Wang Ping reminded him specifically.

Wen Hai could hide, and he could also look for him. As long as he found someone while the wanted order was valid, he would be beaten to death on the spot without anyone saying a word, but he would definitely make one or two enemies.

Zuo Xuan's eyes flashed and he asked: "Do you mean, the Taoist Master, to continue to pursue Wen Hai?"

"It's tracking, not chasing. We at least need to know where he has been. They must have been flying when they escaped, which will definitely leave traces."

"Okay, I understand..."

"Master!" The Qi Practitioner disciple from Qianmu Temple has already approached.

Wang Ping glanced at Yu Lian, who was playing tricks on the civet cat, and ordered: "Send the message back to the door and ask Yang Hou and Taoist Guangxuan from Sanhe Temple to send one hundred inner disciples to Dandao Sect."

"Yes!"

...

ten days later.

In front of Shandaomen Mountain.

The atmosphere here is somewhat unfriendly. Dozens of strong men holding long knives and wearing heavy armor formed a tight killing formation and stood in front of the mountain gate. There were also two groups of long archers on the high ground behind.

They stared coldly at the two hundred Qi practitioners at the foot of the mountain, as if they were ready to rush down at any moment.

Suddenly, a piercing sonic boom sounded from far away, causing the buildings near the mountain gate to tremble. Three streams of light of different colors cut through the sky with lightning speed, scattering all the clouds gathered in the sky.

The heavily armored man in front of the mountain gate below raised his head, and different expressions flashed across his face. Some looked decisive, some looked desperate, and some young people looked slightly confused. When the three figures stopped, At this moment, a person stood out from the crowd and said something loudly to the sky, but the three people in the sky ignored him at all.

The three people in the sky were of course Wang Ping, Zuo Xuan and Guang Xuan. They didn't even look at the strong man in front of the mountain gate, their eyes fell on the buildings behind the mountain gate that were built against the mountain peak.

The station of Dandaomen is very different from that of ordinary Daomen. The most obvious difference is that it is particularly luxurious. There are towering city walls in front of the mountain gate and halfway up the mountain. The top building is like a fortress, or a palace. It’s okay, there are large tracts of rice fields on both sides of the river for dozens of kilometers in the back mountain.

This is not just a sect, but a city where ordinary people can be seen everywhere. A conservative estimate is that there are at least [-] people.

"A city? How do you practice this?" Wang Ping looked at Zuo Xuan with some confusion.

"Weapon cultivation relies on medicine and monster flesh and blood to polish the body. Especially when fusing magic weapons before entering the country, you need to rely on the spirituality of monster flesh and blood. If you practice alone, you will go crazy in less than ten years."

Zuo Xuan slowly introduced: "The most common way to maintain humanity is to find a family and use family and friendship to suppress madness. The casual cultivator will find something to do. The most common one is to go overseas to hunt those disorderly sea monsters. Or find something you like, such as blacksmithing or farming."

"What are you looking for?" Yu Lian asked, lying on Wang Ping's shoulder.

"Embroidery, my embroidery is very famous in Jinhuai Mansion. I charge according to the size, and one inch costs two hundred taels of silver." Zuo Xuan showed a charming smile to Yu Lian, and then showed the embroidery needle on her wrist.

After she finished speaking, she pointed to the old locust tree mark of Qianmuguan on the sleeves of Wang Ping's Taoist robe and said: "The embroidery on your body was embroidered by the workshop run by my apprentice." "Wow, aren't you very rich?" Yu Lian Eyes shining.

"It's a little bit of money, but it's definitely not as much as Changqing Taoist priest." Zuo Xuan pursed his lips and chuckled.

Wang Ping is somewhat famous on Nanlin Road, mainly because his 'power pill' is really easy to use. If he hadn't given up the sales to Daozang Palace later, something might have happened.

"What should we do now?" Guangxuan asked about business.

Wang Ping regained his composure. The situation at the scene was a little different from what he had imagined. He thought that he could easily take over the Dandao Sect by just walking through the scene, but in fact, the incoming monks on the opposite side did not seem to leave.

This... fucking doesn't follow the routine!

"The order I received is to bring the incoming monks from Shandao Sect back to Daozang Hall. If there is resistance, force can be used..." Wang Ping said this in a low voice.

Hearing this, the other two people subconsciously looked at the buildings on the mountainside, and tens of thousands of pairs of eyes looked at them warily. It was not difficult to use force, Yu Lian could do it.

Can…

"Give me the greeting card first!"

After Wang Ping said that, he went to the tent set up by two hundred disciples in front of the mountain gate. Liu Shuang, Liang Tao, Yang Hou, who had noticed them for a long time, and Lin Chen, the current leader of Sanhe Temple, immediately surrounded them.

"Shuang'er..." Wang Ping cast his gaze on Liu Shuang, "Help me deliver a greeting card to Shandaomen, and write it in the name of Daozang Hall."

"Yes!" When Liu Shuang agreed, Wang Ping put an armor talisman on her body.

When Liu Shuang retreated, Wang Ping looked at Yang Hou again and said, "Send an assistance notice to the county government here in the name of Daozang Palace... Forget it, no need."

Halfway through his words, he felt troubled, so he waved his hand and said, "Please step aside, and be careful to restrain your disciples."

"Yes!"

After the disciples dispersed, Wang Ping looked at Hu Qianqian, who was alone in the distance. The latter met Wang Ping's gaze and immediately saluted as a disciple, then walked over quickly.

"Come here, let me ask you something!"

Wang Ping said this specifically when Hu Qianqian came over. He meant this to Zuo Xuan and Guangxuan next to him. After saying this, he led Hu Qianqian to a corner where no one was around and stood there. After settling, Yulian flicked her tail and isolated the surrounding space with water spirit energy.

"Did you lure the big demon who caused trouble for Wen Hai?" Wang Ping asked directly.

"Yes and no."

Hu Qianqian said honestly: "When I traveled before, I heard other demon tribes complaining about the mutilation of fellow tribesmen in Zhongzhou. I also heard that some demon tribes gathered together to seek revenge on some sects with weak defense capabilities, so , I released the news with the mentality of giving it a try.”

She lowered her head and her voice became softer, "I didn't expect that there would really be a big demon to take care of this kind of thing."

"Is it really you?"

Yulian flew around Wang Ping, looking very happy, but suddenly she seemed to think of something, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Various thoughts flashed through Wang Ping's mind, and he finally said: "I'm not pedantic. If anything like this happens in the future, you should inform me first. If anything happens, I can protect you."

"Yes!"

Hu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, and after agreeing, he raised his head to look at Wang Ping, but met Yu Lian's eyes.

At this time, Liu Shuang had written the greeting card and had already led her spirit dog out of the camp gate.

(End of this chapter)