The First Sword of the Earth

　　 "Young Sect Master, it's not a problem that you are always dragging you so long to not practice. Listen to the third grandmother's advice. Now that the vitality of the world is back, wouldn't it be a waste of time if you don't practice..."

　　 The atmosphere in the car, which was originally a harmonious atmosphere, immediately became a bit cold when the old woman said this sentence.

　　 Shen Qianlin's face was a little gloomy, she turned her head and looked out the car window, quietly lost in thought.

　　 "Little Sovereign, you..."

"According to the sect tradition, I should have the freedom to choose my own life path," Shen Qianlin said softly, with a bit of light in his eyes, "We are all ordinary people in the first place, and I just want to be ordinary people in the future. A person who doesn’t practice the same way gets married and has children, has a simple job that can support himself, and hopes that he will be free from illness and disaster for a lifetime... That’s good."

　　 "Young Sovereign, do you still mind what happened back then? Sovereign also has trouble saying."

　　 "Send me back to school, Grandma San, don't persuade me about this, I am having a good time now." Shen Qianlin smiled softly.

"Oh," the old woman sighed helplessly, and didn't dare to persuade, she could only tell: "I'm afraid there will be some noise here tonight. You stay in school. Don't leave the dormitory casually. We will do it too. Protect you in secret."

"You don't need to protect me, it's fine if I don't go out in the dormitory," Shen Qianlin thought for a while, "If you can, please help me take care of my younger brother. He saved my life a few years ago and just killed him. An evil cultivator of the Five Gods Sect may provoke revenge from the other party."

　　 The old woman looked embarrassed and frowned, "Young Sovereign, according to the rules, we cannot participate in the dispute between these monastic schools and monks."

　　 Shen Qianlin nodded calmly, "It's fine if I haven't said it."

　　 The female driver who drove laughed and teased: "But if it is our young master’s sweetheart, it is an exception."

　　 "Shut up!" The old woman reprimanded, "It's really unruly to have such a joke with Young Sect Master!"

　　 The female driver made a depressed expression and concentrated on driving.

　　 Shen Qianlin helplessly explained: "She is just joking, I am just a little grateful to him, and as I said, I just want to find an ordinary person to get married and finish this life."

　　The old woman whispered: "Young Sect Master, if you are really interested in this son, why not take the road of cultivation together, and then live in seclusion outside the world, to be a couple of immortals who are also envious of the gods, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

　　 "It's not beautiful," Shen Qianlin rolled her eyes and snorted softly, "Grandma San, I'll get out of the car right away when I mention this."

　　 "Don't, don't, the third grandmother finally got out of customs. It's been three years before I saw you once, but I can't bear to leave you."

　　 Although she was denied by Shen Qianlin, there was still a little thought in the eyes of the'three grandma'.

　　 Shen Qianlin caught the third grandma's gaze, but didn't say anything. He held his chin and looked at the city street view outside the car window.

　　 I don’t know why I am mad, I don’t know where I am thinking.

　　……

　　 Today is destined to be a day that will be remembered and avoided deliberately.

　　 Gongfa auction is held at midnight.

　　 As soon as night fell, the city gradually became quiet.

　　 At nine o'clock in the evening, police cars began to be parked at all major intersections in the city. Near important buildings, you can see a large number of soldiers in camouflage combat uniforms sitting on the ground, speaking like a clay sculpture.

　　 A famous monk who wandered around the city in the previous two days, disappeared collectively at this time, but there seemed to be a power hidden everywhere, about to move around.

　　The "Secret Urn of the Celestial Master", which the Celestial Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain has inherited, will be auctioned publicly, and hundreds of copies will be auctioned. This undoubtedly gave all the monks who came for this matter a shot invigorating.

　　 The cultivation of Tao pays attention to the land of Dharma and wealth, and Dharma is the foundation of everything. Even if there is no third volume of "The Secret Urn of the Heavenly Master" in this auction, it is quite attractive to many Taoists who lack cultivation methods.

　　 Regardless of whether the monk is following the right path or the evil path, no one can refuse a ‘top-level’ Taoist method that is clearly priced and is not particularly expensive.

As a result, at noon, after the news that hundreds of copies of "Secret Urn of the Heavenly Master" were auctioned out at the auction, in just half a day, countless cultivators got the news and entered this place through various channels. A prosperous city across the river.

　　 At ten o'clock in the evening, at the temporary station of the special investigation team, hundreds of monks from Longhushan wearing Taoist robes entered the waiting motorcade.

　　 Among them, the second generation of Taoists came more than 20, and the third generation of disciples came more than 80.

　　 Waiting for these Dragon Tiger Mountain monks to set off each by car, and rushed to several places where the Holy Fire is most likely to appear tonight, and there are more than a dozen white-haired elders in various robes walking out slowly.

　　 There are a few Dao masters of Longhushan Daocheng, a few are experts from Longhushan who have invited to help boxing, and several Daomen seniors invited by the special investigation team.

　　 These masters also got on a few buses and rushed to the reserved place.

　　 Once the flame holders specify the location of the auction, no matter where it is, it is necessary to ensure that a few experts can arrive at the first time, and then quickly control the situation.

　　 In this resident, Chi Ling and a few middle-aged officers in military uniforms sit in the general dispatching room. The large screens displayed in the dispatching room constantly flash across the city.

　　 The dispatching room is a bit sultry, hundreds of computer hosts consume a lot of electricity every minute.

　　 Dozens of technical workers are guarding computer screens everywhere, paying attention to the dynamics of the Internet without saying a word.

　　The closest to Chi Ling is more than a dozen young girls who are similar to ‘customer service’. They are responsible for gathering the messages from all parties, reporting them to the team leader as soon as possible, and delivering the team leader’s instructions to each team in a timely manner.

　　 "Dear road chiefs have begun to enter the preset area, and the main roads have been cleared out of emergency lanes."

　　 "Team leader, fifteen helicopters and six rescue helicopters have been deployed."

　　 "Team leader, there is currently no situation in various streets, the key suspected area has been closed, and no server signal has been detected."

"Group leader, the firewalls of the internal computer networks of all enterprises in this city have been checked. It is troublesome for the other party to hack the firewalls of which enterprises. Moreover, we have already done the mandatory temporary shutdown of these servers when necessary. Preparations for electricity, but some spare circuits are still hidden dangers."

　　 Amidst a brisk report, Chi Ling kept making replies and instructions, and the whole figure looked like a high-speed machine.

　　 But as time approached twelve o'clock every minute, Chi Ling gradually became a little impatient.

　　 She always feels that she has overlooked some details, some very important, but also the details that she can't notice for a while.

　　 "Notify all departments that as soon as the flame holder appears, he will be killed immediately."

"Yes."

　　 leaned back on the seat, Chi Ling rubbed his forehead. The middle-aged men and women sitting next to her did not say anything, but quietly waited for Chi Ling's order.

　　 At this time, the members of the special combat readiness team distributed throughout the city only listened to the mobilization of these officers.

　　 What is missing?

　　 If the other party wants to conduct auctions by constructing a local area network, several elements must be reached, such as server, terminal, and network connection.

　　The overseas team hired by the torch is most likely to achieve this goal by hacking into an existing internal network. This is the conclusion reached by the investigation team after several meetings.

　　 There was a middle-aged officer who asked in a deep voice, "Chi Ling, is it possible that the other party is deliberately attracting our attention? The real auction will be held in other places? Or will the transaction be directly conducted by mail?"

　　 "Several insiders arranged by us have already paid the money and were determined by the other party as the intended purchasers. They can't tell whether the buyer is ours or not. The information they passed on is temporarily credible..."

　　 Chi Ling shook his head lightly, "Judging from the current situation, the flame practitioners deliberately want to gather many monks together, otherwise they won't engage in this kind of offline auction."

　　 "What is his purpose?"

"There has never been a shortage of lunatics and psychopaths in this world," Chi Ling folded her arms, her voice still as calm as usual, "This kind of self-righteous saint is actually just harming the public interest, and it's just a selfish one. It's nothing more than the narcissistic neurosis."

　　 Several officers nodded, but did not continue to answer.

　　 The arrangement of various places has been set up, the reporting sound has gradually quieted down, and the atmosphere in the general control room has become more and more dull.

　　The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

　　 In every corner of the city, a pair of eyes are watching the increasingly ‘clean’ streets.

　　 I don’t know how many people are standing by their mobile phones, guarding the text message that will arrive in an hour.

　　 Through various methods to remit money to overseas bank accounts, and the amount required by the other party is reached, they will leave their own contact information.

　　 As long as they successfully hand in the basic exercises they prepared tonight, they will have a high probability of switching back to the first and second volumes of the top exercise "Tianshi Secret Urn".

　　 In a relatively remote parking lot, a young man sat in the driving position and constantly looked around, while the three road chiefs quietly closed their eyes.

　　 "Uncle Master, what if the six exercises we have prepared are not enough? Since it is an auction, someone will definitely increase the price."

　　 "If it is not enough, just find someone to borrow a few books."

　　 The young man was taken aback, "Looking for someone to borrow? Who will lend us? Not all..."

　　Word pause~www.readwn.com~ He saw the sneer of his uncle's mouth in the passenger seat beside him, and immediately understood the meaning of his uncle's words.

　　 is not enough, just grab it.

　　……

　　 The inpatient area of ​​a municipal hospital, a single room somewhere.

　　 Wang Sheng closed his eyes and sat on the hospital bed. Although he could not cross his legs at this time, he still could not affect his spiritual practice.

　　 In order to recover as soon as possible, Wang Sheng has already forged the bones of his calf and feet. At this time, he didn't actually need to cast a cast, but he still couldn't walk around freely.

　　 Mou Yue, who should have been particularly busy tonight, thanks to Wang Sheng, can sit aside and read beauty magazines at this time;

　　 But Daniel is a little fidgety, constantly watching the news in the action team group, worrying about what might happen next.

"what time is it?"

　　 Wang Sheng asked suddenly, and before Mou Yue could answer, he opened his eyes.

　　 The time on the wall clock, 11:15.

　　 Mou Yue whispered: "The auction is only forty-five minutes away, but Mr. Wang, you are relieved now, don't worry about these things."

　　 "Well," Wang Sheng nodded calmly, he didn't want to bother.

　　 I just hope that there will be no large-scale bloodshed tonight, and that the future living environment of the monks will not be affected.

　　 Daniel said hesitantly next to him: "Master Wang, I will help you peel an orange? You see, now I am idle and I am idle, can you point me to some **** skills?"

　　 Just as Wang Sheng was about to respond with a smile, Daniel had already rubbed his big hands and walked towards this side, and Mou Yue Qiao rolled her eyes.

　　 hum——

　　Wang Sheng’s phone vibrated, and an unfamiliar number was displayed on it, but after Wang Sheng chose to connect, there was a familiar and choking voice...

　　 "Hey, Brother Sheng... I want to die, Brother Sheng..."