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There was a thoughtful expression on Wang Qingshan's face. It seemed that there was something uneasy recently, and they had to be more careful.

"Seventh Uncle, there may be something serious here, we have to be more careful."

Wang Tianwen said with a solemn expression.

"Let's go! Everyone be careful."

Wang Qingshan warned a little uneasy, they found an inn and stayed there.

After settling down the clan, Wang Qingshan, Wang Tianwen, and Wang Qiuming were hanging out on the street.

Confucian scholars can be seen everywhere, men and women, young and old. When they see their friends, they bow and salute. Except for the immortals, Wang Qingshan sees many mortals. They chat with the immortals. This kind of situation is not seen in other places.

Wang Tianwen had already introduced it, but Wang Qingshan and Wang Qiuming saw it with their own eyes, and they still felt strange.

The store sells a variety of goods, such as monster materials, metal ores, etc., but there are more bookstores, selling poetry, calligraphy and painting.

After a cup of tea, they appeared in a five-story attic.

Songfeng Pavilion, this is a tea house, where many immortal cultivators drink tea and chat.

The hall was full, and mortals and cultivators gathered together, drinking tea and discussing political affairs.

The second and third floors were full of guests, and there were a few empty tables on the fourth floor.

The three of Wang Qingshan found an empty table and sat down, ordered a pot of spirit tea and three plates of snacks, and listened to other people chatting while drinking tea.

They talked about political affairs in Yunhai Prefecture, poetry, calligraphy and painting, and some even recited poetry on the spot.

"Recently, the law and order in Yunzhou is getting worse and worse. I heard that another small caravan was robbed."

"Didn't Mr. Zhizhou send someone to arrest him? I don't think it will take long before the evil cultivator will be arrested and brought to justice."

"I can't see it. I don't know how many caravans pass through Yunhai Prefecture every year. This is a temptation that is difficult for evil cultivators to resist. If you catch one, there will be a second. The government will send someone to **** them to the designated location."

"Charge a heavy tax? We might as well **** the goods ourselves. Maybe the so-called evil cultivator is supported by the government, and the thief shouts to catch the thief."

A woman's voice full of disdain suddenly sounded, and a young girl in a blue skirt with beautiful eyebrows came out of a private room. Behind her, there were several foundation-building cultivators, and their clothes had a pattern of red crows.

"The Shen family of Fire Crow Island?"

Wang Qingshan was a little surprised. The family emblem of the Shen family, one of the top ten immortal cultivators in the South China Sea, is the Fire Raven. Could it be that these monks came from the Shen family on Fire Raven Island?

"You are spewing blood. How could the court do such a thing? If you don't want to pay heavy taxes, you can **** the goods yourself, and don't detain the feces from the court if something goes wrong."

A gentleman in green shirt retorted.

"That is, if you don't want to pay heavy taxes, you can take other paths. Otherwise, if the goods are robbed, don't blame the imperial court. The imperial court is the court of our Daqin people, not the court of your foreigners, and has no obligation to protect your safety."

"Hmph, it's so powerful, you monks of the Daqin Dynasty don't go to the South China Sea to cultivate immortals."

The girl in the green skirt said angrily and left quickly, and the other Shen family members quickly followed.

"These foreigners are hard-mouthed, and I think the imperial court should impose heavy taxes on them."

"We tax them heavily and they can tax us heavily."

Wang Qingshan listened to their conversation with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Confucian scholars like to discuss political affairs, so I wonder if they can influence the strategy of the Qin Dynasty.

"Seventh Uncle, Confucian scholars often discuss political affairs. Their attitude is actually the attitude of certain forces. These people are just chess pieces pushed out by others. The situation of the Daqin Dynasty is a bit special, mainly because the royal family is not in the right position."

Wang Tianwen explained.

Wang Qingshan nodded, he didn't care what happened to the Qin Dynasty, but

After half an hour, the three of Wang Qingshan left the teahouse and wandered along the street.

Wang Tianwen bought a batch of calligraphy and painting, Wang Qiuming bought some refining materials, and Wang Qingshan had nothing to admire.

After wandering around in the market, they returned to their residence and meditated.

Early in the morning of the second day, Wang Qingshan and others left Fangshi and flew towards the northwest.

They have to rush to Tongguanfang City, where there is a large teleportation array directly under the Dayan Dynasty. There are millions of miles from Yunhaifang City to Tongguanfang City, and the distance is relatively long.

On the road, I saw many monks patrolling in groups, and they seemed to be looking for someone.

More than half a month later, at dusk, a cyan flying boat flew from the distant sky. It didn't take long for the cyan flying boat to appear above an emerald green mountain range that stretched for tens of thousands of miles. On the cyan flying boat.

"At our current speed, we will be able to reach Tongguanfang in less than three days."

Wang Tianwen said with a smile, when they arrive in Tongguanfang City, they can directly transfer to the Dayan Dynasty. When they arrive at the Dayan Dynasty, they will be much more convenient by virtue of their status as Wanxiansi.

"What are you sneaking to hide below, get out of here for me."

Wang Qingshan's expression turned cold, and his right hand slashed downwards. With a flash of blue light, a sharp sword energy more than ten feet long shot out and slashed towards a certain void below.

A black light suddenly shot out from the dense forest, facing the sharp sword energy.

Boom!

The sword energy was shattered by Wu Guang, and Wu Guang came straight to them.

Wang Qiuming snorted softly, flipped his palm, golden light flashed, and a golden circle the size of a palm appeared in his hand. After countless runes appeared on the golden circle, his body soared and turned into a golden light to greet him.

Ding!

Wu Guang collided with Jin Guang, and flew out in an instant, Wu Guang was a flying knife with black light shining, and the Yin Qi was threatening.

There was a sound of ghost crying and wolf howling, the gloomy wind was blowing, the wind was blowing, and the sky suddenly darkened~www.readwn.com~ Countless black lights appeared out of nowhere, turning into a huge grimace, grinning.

Grimace opened his **** mouth and bit at Wang Qingshan and the others.

At the same time, several auras flew from different directions, and the target was Wang Qingshan and his party.

"Be careful, enemy attack."

Wang Qingshan's eyes turned cold and reminded.

Wang Tianwen sacrificed a silvery jade pen and waved it in the void. One after another mysterious silver runes flew out. All the silver runes gathered together and turned into a silvery white light curtain. live with them.

Wang Qingshan raised his right hand, and a green flying sword appeared in his hand. With a slight shake, the sword sounded loudly.

With a miserable cry, the huge grimace was cut in half by the cyan sword light, and disappeared into little black light.

Wang Qiuming took out three golden circles again, and with a pinch of the magic trick, four golden circles danced around them and spun rapidly.