"Lord Mingjian, this is not a matter of closing the door, it is that this son was injured when he went out on a mission. ”

An elder hastened to explain, feeling regretful in his heart.

The young man who came out of the palace, not to mention the top-notch qualifications, is also a middle-class posture, especially the foundation is extremely solid, as long as he is willing to work hard and have the cultivation of the sect, he is definitely expected to be born before thirty.

In a few decades, maybe there will be a chance to enter the grandmaster, which is also the mainstay of the sect, but now it has been ruined.

Liang Sichao's expression was gloomy, his face was like ashes, and he felt unspeakable despair in his heart, a martial artist who had no cultivation was a wasted person, and he did not isolate himself, but he still wanted to tell Wu Ming in person what had happened.

"The disciple didn't take good care of ......"

Yu Dajiang was full of guilt, he was supposed to go on a mission together that day, but he was separated by an acquaintance, and only two companions died, and Liang Sichao was severely injured.

"Pack up and get ready to go home!"

When this kind of thing happened, Wu Ming knew that he was inseparable from his inconsiderate consideration, and Yu Dajiang couldn't do everything, so naturally he wouldn't blame him at this time.

"Thank you, Lord Wang!"

Yu Dajiang held back his tears and said that it was fake not to be excited.

Although he is a disciple of the outer sect of Fengxiao Gate, with what he learned in the palace at the beginning, he cannot be said to be exquisite, but he can be regarded as a source of left and right, and the wind and water are rising.

But soon after, he was excluded everywhere, doing the most tiring tasks, doing the dirtiest work, and even the monthly allowance was deducted, and he had to face the reproach of his senior brothers.

They always remember what Wu Ming said, they can endure hardships to become masters, but since Liang Sichao and the three of them had an accident, he has truly realized what darkness is.

In the past, in the palace, the days when everyone was united and united were not experienced in the sect, not to mention, even if the palace was small, it was divided into several factions, but it was nothing more than Wu Ming and many sect leaders who pressed it, and it did not break out.

"Lord Wang, isn't this okay? The two of them are my disciples of Fengxiaomen, and they have kowtowed to incense in front of Master Zu and swore an oath, and lit the soul lamp, how can they ...... for no reason?"

Ni Suzhen and the three of them had ugly faces, in front of them, they wanted to take away the outer disciples, and they didn't even give an explanation, and they made it clear that they didn't give face, this was going to be spread, and Fengxiaomen's face was lost!

"Hehe, it's the king's inconsiderate consideration, please don't blame the three of you!"

Wu Ming smiled and spoke very well.

Yu Dajiang and Liang Sichao glanced at each other, and they both felt that something was wrong, their own prince was famous for spitting and spitting a nail, and he always did what he said, when did he change his mind?

"Don't worry, as long as you cultivate well in the sect, the sect will not lose ......."

The three of them looked a little pale, but they immediately looked up in astonishment.

"Remember when I told you, what is the first priority after getting started?"

Wu Ming said with a pale face.

"I don't dare to forget it at any time, first of all, remember the door rules!"

The two said loudly.

"Even so, this king will test you!"

Wu Ming glanced at the three elders who didn't know why, and said to the two of them with a solemn face, "Which door rule will you be expelled from the sect if you violate it?"

"Wu Ming, don't deceive people too much!"

An elder's face was ugly, as if he had eaten a fly, and he could no longer hold back his anger.

At this moment, if they didn't understand what Wu Ming had in mind, they would have lived for so many years in vain.

"Huh!"

Wu Mingpi pulled the corners of his mouth with a smile, and said coldly, "What are you doing in a daze?

"Wait a minute, the prince will go back when he goes down!"

Yu Dajiang was suddenly angry, and he didn't look at the faces of the three elders, so he ran out in a hurry.

For the small people, Wu Ming is the sky, and his words are the heavenly rules, which have long been deeply rooted in the bones, where can they doubt it?

"Stop!"

Ni Suzhen couldn't cry or laugh, and was a little angry, and even said helplessly, "Lord Mingjian, if he really violates the rules of the sect and is expelled from the sect, it will ruin his future, and no sect will dare to take him in!"

This is not an exaggeration, the disciples who are generally expelled from the sect, even if they are Tianjiao, rarely have any forces willing to contain them, after all, the reputation is bad, and if you do this, you will inevitably offend the original sect.

"It's the king who doesn't think about it!"

Wu Ming stood up and said lightly, "They are the children of the soldiers, but I let them enter the sect, it is really putting the cart before the horse, as for the future future, a good man should fight in the army, and the demon man repeatedly knocks on the side, although his strength is not good, he still has a little effect!"

"You...... Are you really going to do that?"

Another elder said in a deep voice.

"When you ignore them and are being bullied and mutilated, you are no longer worthy to teach them!"

When it came to this, Wu Ming didn't bother to bother with words, so he directly picked it out.

"Okay, good, good King Wu, my Fengxiaomen Temple is small, and I can't keep the children of the palace, but don't forget, that one hasn't become a saint yet, don't take yourself too seriously!"

After the elder finished speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left, he really didn't have the face to stay.

"Please return the soul lamps of the two of them!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"Humph!"

The other person also left with a cold face.

"Hey!"

Ni Suzhen didn't know what to do, and said in her heart, what is this called?

But everyone knows that Fengxiaomen is unfair, and his disciples were mutilated, and no one helped to treat them, so that they dragged it out for a while, and finally lost their cultivation, could it be that people begged to stay?

Fengxiaomen has the strength to forcibly keep people, but they can't afford to lose this person!

"King Wu is angry, this matter is indeed unfair to my Fengxiaomen, but with the wisdom of the prince, don't you know that every family has a scripture that is difficult to read?"

Ni Suzhen said euphemistically.

The dignified grandmaster and an artistic conception martial artist, such a low-profile communication, is also embarrassing for her.

"Mrs. Ni, rest assured, this king has his own measure!"

Wu Ming bowed slightly, in the face of such a strong person, the etiquette must still be thoughtful.

For him, being able to bring people back is already half of the miscalculation.

Ni Suzhen breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Wu Ming didn't count all the matter on Fengxiaomen, there was room for relaxation.

If it weren't for this difficulty, the head of the dignified sect would not have an excuse to retreat!

It didn't take long for a middle-aged martial artist dressed in black to bring two palm-sized copper-brown oil lamps, one of which was bright and the other was dim, which belonged to Yu Dajiang and Liang Sichao respectively.

This lamp is lit with the essence blood of the disciple when he enters, and the soul lamp refined with the secret method, and there is a trace of connection with his soul, which can determine the life and death of the master of the soul lamp.

"Have you put away the bodies of the two of them?"

Confirming that the soul lamp was correct, Wu Ming asked carefully.

"Don't worry, the remains of the two brothers have been kept by me!"

Yu Dajiang stroked a bag on his waist and said bitterly.

"Good!"

Wu Ming didn't delay any longer and got up to say goodbye.

Ni Suzhen couldn't keep it anymore, so she personally sent it outside the mountain gate before returning.

......

"Remember, we'll be back in the future!"

Wu Ming looked at the misty mountains from afar and said lightly.

"Hmm!"

The two nodded heavily, and there was no doubt about Wu Ming's words, who could cultivate in the artistic conception, ask for someone from the hands of the dignified sect, and retreat with their whole body?

"Rest assured, your injury is due to a long delay, which makes it difficult for the dantian to heal, as long as there is a suitable Bao Dan, supplemented by healing elixir, there is no big problem in recovery!"

Seeing Liang Sichao's gloomy face, Wu Ming was relieved, which made him regain his confidence.

"Slow down, slow down!"

Without waiting for the three of them to leave, a chubby figure ran over quickly, it was He Chongdao.

"What advice does Brother He have?"

Wu Ming was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect him to wait here.

"How dare the little brother advise the prince, it's just ...... It's just that...... Something to ask for!"

He Chongdao stepped forward with a shy face, gritted his teeth, and leaned over to salute, but his round stomach was in the way, and no matter how he looked at it, it was funny.

"Hehe, what can I do for you, the one who was swept away?"

Wu Ming laughed lightly, not interested, and did not push out.

As the saying goes, rats have rat paths, and even small people may be useful.

"Ha, the prince said he was laughing!"

He Chongdao snorted, his eyes were happy, as long as he didn't refuse on the spot, it would be easy to do, this is a fierce man who hit the sect and retreated with his whole body, and he can't find a backer with a lantern!

"My brother is not in good health, can he have a carriage with him?"

Wu Ming said with a smile.

"Yes, the prince is here, please!"

He Chongdao arranged the carriage and left with the three of them, heading to the post station dozens of miles away, where there were boats to and from the town.

On the way, Wu Ming carefully inquired about the two of them, confirmed the details again and again, and had some calculations in his heart, as for what He Chongdao wanted, after making some calculations, he gave him an idea, pointing out that if it can't be solved, he can go to the capital to find the red lotus arrangement.

In fact, it's just a small famous family that doesn't even have a congenital and a fallen family, and the things it encounters are just assets coveted and squeezed out, which is not a problem.

After getting Lifeng City, Wu Ming arranged for the two of them to take the Fujing Heavenly Gate directly, transfer to the major cities, go to Yingdu City, and then teleport to Anshan City.

However, He Chongdao is quite up-to-the-road, walking in the name of taking care of Liang Sichao, obviously wanting to prepare for both, and he can't afford cross-border transmission, so he is responsible for Wu Mingyi, and he is too lazy to care about such a trivial matter.

Wu Ming also refused Yu Dajiang's request to accompany him, and went on the road alone again, heading to the location of the Iron Tablet Pavilion.

Speaking of which, the three major sects are all marginal forces in the Huaizhou Territory, surviving in the gap between the Bailing Pavilion and the Hanging Sword Sect, and the position is quite awkward.

That is to say, Bailing Pavilion has never had much ambition, and there are few moves to expand externally, so that the Hanging Sword Sect has reached out from Pingzhou.

It took four or five days, teleported through the Rune Mirror Heavenly Gate, almost regardless of the cost, non-stop, and came to the Iron Tablet City in the shortest time.

To Wu Ming's surprise, he didn't wait to find a good boat to go to the Iron Tablet Pavilion, but he unexpectedly learned that the Iron Tablet Pavilion was closed!

The reason is that a supreme elder of the sect is about to break through the realm, and for the sake of safety and security, the mountain will be closed for a year!

"Hey, what a good plan, do you want to keep your reputation and face, but you also want to be irresponsible?"

Wu Ming was laughed at by the shamelessness of the Iron Tablet Pavilion.

But the dignified sect was forced to close the mountain by an artistic conception warrior, although it is a big joke in the world, but it also shows its courage!

Can't be provoked, can afford to hide!