Looking at the thin figure that was in the pile of treasures, shuttling back and forth, picking out the treasures that could make any innate or even the grandmaster strong heart-warming treasures, sighing, jealous, admiring, and all kinds of complex emotions.

Once upon a time, a mere artistic conception martial artist was able to confront the temple envoys like this, not only did it, but also made the other party back down.

While observing silently, people who knew each other secretly exchanged all kinds of information about Wu Ming, and finally came to the conclusion that this was an unscrupulous madman!

Only a madman can scold the holy envoy for holding chicken feathers as an arrow, and dare to shout and beat the drum at every turn.

If this is not the case, is it possible to treat the saints as a small guy who comes and goes at a moment's notice, and can be summoned by beating the drum casually?

But Wu Ming is different, the identity of King Wu of the Great Song Dynasty, and the mystery that everyone can't figure out, just being protected by the Xuansheng Ancestor is enough to make anyone jealous.

It can be inferred from this that beating the drums may really attract the inquiries of the saints!

The sages have selfish intentions, and they can't hide it from the saints who are observant of the fire and have a clear understanding.

This kind of thing is a big deal, no one looks good on their faces, and the saints can't afford to lose this face, so An Ruyu gave in, and it became a foregone conclusion.

If you don't borrow the slope to get off the donkey, the consequences can be imagined!

Of course, for Wu Ming, working for the Xuansheng Ancestor for this matter also outweighs the loss, in the eyes of such beings, these are just trivial trivialities, who can guarantee that the ancestor will not be dissatisfied because of this?

"Wu Wang Xiaoyou, that Ganlan Divine Grass, can you help the old man stay for a while? If the Mixed Yuan Sect is looking for trouble, the old man can mediate a thing or two!"

"My disciple is in urgent need of Qingyang Longhua to stabilize the momentum of the Dingding, if King Wu is willing to help, this seat can take care of it for you!"

"The Golden Gall Thorn Fruit is a top-level foundation-laying elixir, King Wu can't use it anymore, can you sell it to the old man?

Just as Wu Ming was picking and choosing, there were already more than a dozen voices in his ears, which was nothing more than valuing a certain heavy treasure in this batch of treasures, elixirs, refining materials, Xuan soldiers, treasures, and so on.

or implicit threats, or implicit good intentions, coercion and inducement, etc., seem to have become a matter of course in the mouths of these beings.

Wu Ming has the Xuansheng Ancestor to take care of, which is not false, but he has provoked the four major earth grade sects, and has a grudge with the envoys of the temple, which makes people feel jealous of his madness, and at the same time, some people naturally think that he is arrogant and ignorant.

Of course, more people think that they can see through Wu Ming, if he is smarter, he should put down his shelves at this time and accept these 'kindness', so that he can protect himself in the next revenge.

Wu Ming ignored this, and even scoffed at it, with his experience, how could he not know what these people were planning?

It's nothing more than an empty glove white wolf!

What help mediates, owes favors, and says that Xiang is relaxed, all of them are empty checks, treat him as a soft persimmon!

Being kind to others and taking good karma can certainly solve the temporary advantages, but if you really encounter something, will these people come forward?

So, Wu Ming completely ignored the wind in his ears, and also ignored the vague cold snort that was annoyed and angry, and finally didn't even bother to do it again, and directly let Wu Fu choose, while he sealed his five senses and closed his eyes to recuperate.

In fact, as for what treasures to leave behind, when he was in the Youxia Ridge, Wu Ming made a good calculation, but he was still a little uncertain, and after picking what he had identified, Wu Fu would choose the rest.

When they saw that one by one heavy treasures were included in Wu Ming's pocket, An Ruyu's faces could no longer be described as ugly, especially a rare ancient rhyme sword stone from heaven and earth, and they almost couldn't help but scold again.

If he knew, Wu Ming only took out two pieces, counting the five-colored fire orchid, a total of four heaven and earth spirit roots in his hand, I don't know what kind of anger he would become.

What made him even more unbearable was that this time the saints were gracious, making an exception to let the first place get fifty percent, and it fell into the hands of Wu Ming, a 'waste man', which was simply a tyrannical thing.

When it was close to half of the value, An Ruyu finally couldn't help but jump out and brutally took away all the treasures, of course, she didn't forget to punish those few martial artists who had hidden treasures privately.

Xu was in order to vent, and as if to restore his majesty, in front of everyone, he directly abolished the three of them and confiscated the income.

These people don't have much background, or the background is not enough for An Ruyu to change her mind, so she can only watch, she is angry and dare not speak, and she has to be careful with her.

"Hmph, a wasted person, dare to secretly hide such holy medicine as the Golden Horn Youlian, all the saints have worked hard for the human race, and have done their best, if your conscience is not clear, you should be dedicated to the saints!

When everyone was about to leave the side hall, Zhu Zhenming couldn't help but threaten.

An Ruyu's eyes lit up, and she just wanted to stop to see how Wu Ming made a statement, but when she saw Wu Ming's expression, her heart skipped a beat.

"The martial arts of the Hanging Sword Sect are broad and profound, why not dedicate it to the whole human race and improve the strength of the human race, this is a great achievement, why not do it?

Come to think of it, not only will the martial artists of the whole human race be grateful for the martial arts of the Hanging Sword Sect, but the saints will also be rewarded!"

Wu Ming was cold, and Zhu Zhenming's expression was stagnant, as disgusting as eating a fly.

"My Hanging Sword Sect is originally for the whole Shenzhou Human Race, and it accepts disciples, and the martial arts in the sect have always been open to all disciples, as long as they have the ability, they can obtain it, unlike some people, who are narrow-minded, selfish, and human-faced and beast-hearted!"

A sturdy old man beside him said coldly.

"Heh, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, this king has seen it!"

Wu Ming grinned lightly, and followed Wu Fu away without looking back, but he was afraid in his heart, after all, Jiang was still old and spicy!

Zhu Zhenming's thoughts were not on the table, but this Hanging Sword Sect elder was unavoidable, and he easily reversed the decline and counterattacked.

"Hmph, sharp teeth!"

The old man's eyes flashed with coldness, and he brushed his sleeves and left.

"Wu Ming, if you kill my inner disciple of the Mixed Yuan Sect, we won't give up on this matter!"

Qiu Tianpu threatened in a cold voice.

"Oh, then let Qiu Qianfeng come to me!"

Wu Minghun didn't care.

"Humph!"

Qiu Tianpu's face was pale, but he knew that he couldn't help Wu Ming at this time, so he left angrily.

"Thank you for taking care of the gorge!"

Yang Bingnian led a few people to the front and thanked him.

"Shibo is polite, it's just a gesture, and Brother Yang and I hit it off at first sight, so we should take care of each other!"

Different from the previous madness, Wu Ming at this time was quite shy and respectful.

"Haha, good, good, when I have time in the future, come to Tangyin City as a guest!"

Yang Bingnian laughed.

"Hu'er said that you will be the first to fight, brave and unparalleled, and have excellent wisdom, I hope that one day, I can join hands with you to fight against the demons!"

Wang Peng praised.

"I have never had the opportunity to thank Shibo for saving his life back then, these are what I should do!"

Wu Ming said sincerely.

"We are waiting for you in the army!"

Wang Peng nodded, smiled, patted Wu Ming on the shoulder, and took the lead with Yang Bingnian, leaving time for the children to be alone.

"I'll go to my house in a moment and take my things away!"

Wu Ming said in a low voice.

There are several strong people on his side, and he is not afraid of being peeped at and eavesdropped, even if he hears it, it is nothing, no one knows what he wants to give, as long as he is not caught with evidence.

Yang and Wang opened their mouths, and a thousand words turned into a thank you.

The group went straight to Wu Wangfu, and because Wu Ming was seriously injured, they didn't stay long, chatted a few words, and then thanked and left.

As for Chen Yuehua and Shen Xiaolan, they never had a chance to get close, and after they came out, Liu Yixue had already disappeared!

"Little Master's injury?"

As soon as the outsiders left, Wu Fu couldn't bear to worry anymore.

"Don't worry, Fubo, the injury is so serious, although there is some accident, but it is also expected, it is considered that I did it on purpose!"

Wu Ming didn't hide it, and went straight to tell the results of his months of travel to Youxia Ridge one by one.

"So, the little young master is already sure that he will refine into the second level of Immovable Venerable?"

Although Wu Fu breathed a sigh of relief, he still asked.

He had also read "Fudo Ming Wangzun", and he was sure that it was correct, so he dared to let Wu Ming practice, knowing the profundity and difficulty of this exercise.

"It's really no problem, but you still need a few pills and treasures to help!"

Wu Ming said with a smile.

"Young Master, Jia Liushao and Mr. Donghu are visiting!"

Without waiting for Wu Fu to inquire carefully, Sun Shanwu came to report.

"Came to the door so soon?"

Wu Ming's brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately stretched out and bowed slightly.

After a while, the round Jia Zhengjing and the elegant and casual Li Donghu came together as if they had discussed it.

Both of them are regular guests of the palace, so naturally they are not polite, so they sit down.

"I heard that the prince has gained a lot in the Youxia Ridge, and he has achieved quite a lot in alchemy, and I hope that the prince will hand over those elixirs to me for refining!"

Li Donghu directly explained his intentions.

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Li Donghu, his eyes fell behind him, his pretty face was slightly embarrassed, and he was twisting the corner of his clothes uneasily.

"Why do you want to beat my apprentice?"

Li Donghu said viciously.

"Master!"

Chai Wei said ashamedly.

"Don't take it as an example!"

Wu Ming didn't give any face-snorting.

Chai Wei's delicate body trembled, and her pretty face turned white and lowered her head.

"Okay, you Wu boy, who are you going to set up the score? The teacher's life is greater than the sky, I asked her to pass the word, what do you want?"

Li Donghu's face sank, and he slapped the table, looking like who was afraid of whom.

Obviously, he could know about Wu Ming's return so quickly, although he knew the date of the closure of Youxia Ridge, if there was no news from Chai Wei, it would not have been possible to come to the door so coincidentally.

As for Jia Zhengjing, he naturally had been waiting for a long time, and there were also people in the palace who summoned him, because most of the funds for the activities of the underground forces in Wu Wangfu's were paid by him.

Wu Ming will naturally think about him if he has any benefits.

Regarding the confrontation between the two that seemed to fall out, Jia Zhengjingquan didn't see it, the old god was drinking tea, and even Honglian smiled, pulling Chai Wei, who was crying, to the side and whispered.

I don't know what she said, the little girl's expression changed continuously, and finally broke into laughter, and the rather aggrieved Chong Wu Ming secretly made a grimace.

"Things are mine, people are mine, what do you think I want?"

Wu Ming was not angry, and stretched the hem of his clothes neatly, although he looked sick, he was calm and unhurried, and the clouds were light and light.