The Abyss of the Yang Heavenly Realm.

In the abyss, where there is always extreme darkness and no light can be seen, a dull chain sound sounds, accompanied by muttering: "These guys are still so vicious." ”

Bodhi Realm Demon Temple.

In the gloomy Daxiong Treasure Hall, the golden Buddha with an ugly and distorted face sat in the middle, but there was a compassionate look between his eyebrows: "Seek the future for all beings, seek the future for yourself, and seek the future for the future." ”

……

Six mortals and four saints, ten interfaces, all the ancient forbidden places have been blocked.

The gods returned to their hiding places, the armor on their bodies was dim and broken, and their breath became intermittent.

"Go on and sleep, we've done our best. The Emperor will not blame us. ”

"Whoa."

"Whoa."

"Whoa."

……

The moon sets and the sun rises, and the vast momentum in the sky is like a tide, and the people of Danzhou are freed from the emperor's power and lie down on the ground.

"It's such a terrible desolate forbidden land, we almost died here, this place should not stay for a long time, all the patriarchs should breathe and quickly bring people back to their homes."

Huofeng first got up from the ground in embarrassment, looked at the peaks in front of him that had turned into snow-capped mountains overnight, and said with palpitations. Of course, there is another reason why he said this, in fact, he is trying to find out how the patriarchs of the other three clans are injured?

"I'm in a disordered breath now, I'm weak, I don't have pranayama for most of the day, I'm afraid I can't walk, if the fire patriarch can still support it, please go back to Danzhou first."

Hearing Huofeng's words, Meng Xianhe was very disdainful, and deliberately aggravated the tone of "you go first" a lot.

Huofeng couldn't hear the meaning of Meng Xianhe's words, but he was also full of qi and blood, and he couldn't afford to go back to Danzhou immediately, not to mention the disciples of the family with low cultivation who were still lying on the ground and couldn't stand, and some disciples who were lying motionless didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Yang Minglong and Yan Bin didn't speak, they glanced at each other, and immediately entered a state of cultivation and pranayama, as if they were racing against time.

The four major families in Danzhou seem to not interfere with each other, but in fact they have no chance to interfere.

Today, this is a God-given opportunity to eradicate the other party, now the fight is speed, play is the speed of life and death, it depends on who recovers the injury first, if the injury is the first to recover, you can easily slash the opponent, back to Danzhou, can occupy his family property in a grand manner.

In Danzhou, there is no need to scruple about anything, the city lord Zheng Heyuan is the character of recognizing silver and not recognizing people, as long as there is silver, it doesn't matter which family you are destroyed.

The four patriarchs entered the state of pranayama almost at the same time, but they had their own ghosts in their hearts, but they didn't know that an encirclement and suppression of them was also in full swing.

……

Zong Wusheng was suppressed by the mysterious aura for a night, and finally felt light, stood up from the ground, looked at the direction of the blood mountain and secretly wondered: Why is my soul passing through the otherworldly continent, what is the reason for this? Why did the Ancient Forbidden Land show me the Ten Realms of the Six Mortals and Four Saints, what kind of mission did I shoulder?

This is still a mystery after all, no one can solve it for Zong Wusheng, only time can gradually unfold a shocking conspiracy.

"Knock knock."

The knock on the door sounded on time, as if the knocker knew that Zong Wusheng had woken up.

Zong Wusheng retracted his chaotic thoughts, opened the door of the dark room, and Chu Ge's delicate face appeared in sight.

"Alliance leader." Chu Ge held the Xiaoyao Fan in his hand and clenched his fists slightly: "The Ancient Forbidden Land has calmed down, can our action begin?" ”

Zong Wusheng nodded slowly, signaling that everything was arranged by Chu Ge, and Chu Ge took the order and left.

……

Castle Lord's Mansion.

The chamber was packed. In addition to the city lord Meng Tian and several high-level leaders of the city lord's mansion, there were also the patriarchs and elders of the four major families.

The current world of the Ancient Forbidden Land, thanks to Meng Tian's self-knowledge, issued an order to retreat, otherwise the fate of the major forces in Youzhou would be the same as the Danzhou forces, or even more serious.

"Everyone." Meng Tian glanced around: "We have also seen the Ancient Forbidden Land, and it is not as we thought, there will be treasures in the world." On the contrary, the present life of the Ancient Forbidden Land almost cost us our lives, and now that the Ancient Forbidden Land has subsided, our picking festival will continue, and everyone will make suggestions. ”

Everyone didn't rush to speak, because they all understood that the City Lord's Mansion was finally going to make a move.

In the past, Luo Zhongyuan was still alive and had been suppressing the city lord Meng Tian, but now that Luo Zhongyuan is dead, the imperial kingdom has sent the imperial Jinyi guard to lead the army and cooperate with Meng Tian to rectify the local forces.

At this time, the most active psychological activity is Liu Zhenqing, he is a typical businessman psychology, and the city lord's mansion is completely out of the mentality of enjoying the shade under the big tree, if the city lord's mansion is heavy on the Liu family, the Liu family can earn silver.

From this point of view, in this high-pressure situation, it is difficult for Liu Zhenqing to achieve the goal in his heart.

Just when everyone chose to be silent, Ji Tianyi, who has always been silent, chose to take the initiative, first stood up from his seat, hugged his fists and said, "City Lord, there is a request below." ”

"Patriarch Ji, please speak."

"For this year's Picking Festival, I ask the City Lord's Mansion to send someone to participate in the ......"

As soon as Ji Tianyi said this, he immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked up at him, but he regretted in his heart, why was it not himself who said this, if he stood up and said this first, he would definitely win the favor of the city lord.

In the past, the city lord Meng Tian couldn't suppress the local forces, and the central bazaar, which was supposed to belong to the city lord's mansion, became a bargaining chip for the five major families.

If they didn't care who got the right to manage the central market, they would pay a little silver to the city lord's mansion every year, but they would treat the city lord's mansion as if it were nothing. Not only did he not let the city lord's mansion send people to participate in the picking festival, but he also did not give the city lord's mansion a share of silver.

Meng Tian finally couldn't help it two years ago, and found Luo Zhongyuan, the head of the Luo family who occupied the Central Market at that time, and asked to hand over the management rights of the Central Market. Who would have thought that Luo Zhongyuan just snorted coldly with disdain, and stretched out a palm to stand on his chest.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, that is, you want a central market, don't you? Ask me about this palm, if it can beat me.

Meng Tian, who is also a five-fold law realm, was originally a nest bag when he was the lord of the city in Youzhou, but he was so provoked by Luo Zhongyuan, he was furious, and he fought with Luo Zhongyuan.

The two fought for 300 rounds in the central bazaar, and Luo Zhongyuan, with his impeccable combat experience, finally defeated Meng Tian, and won countless praises from the onlookers.

It is impossible for Meng Tian to manage Youzhou City normally, and now he can't beat other people's local forces, so he suddenly felt humiliated in his heart, shook his hand and left, and since then he has become the shopkeeper of Youzhou City, but he can't manage it.

Until today, Ji Tianyi suddenly put forward the suggestion of letting the City Lord's Mansion participate in the picking festival, which was in the heart of Meng Tian. He thought so in his heart, although the City Lord's Mansion could directly take back the management of the central market, now there was the second brother Meng Lie, the commander of the Imperial Brocade Guard, who would dare to hinder it?

But this is not good, after all, he still has to stay in Youzhou indefinitely, in order to be able to convince people with virtue and force, he still decided to be able to participate in the picking festival as well. Moreover, he was now confident that the participants of the City Lord's Mansion would win the championship.

Seeing the faintly visible smile on Meng Tian's face, everyone secretly regretted that they had missed the opportunity to curry favor, so they could only echo in a flattering voice, "Patriarch Ji's proposal is also what we want to say." ”

Meng Tian heard too much of these afterthoughts, and scolded in his heart: Ya, why don't you rush up and say it?

Meng Tian straightened his face and said: "Patriarch Ji, your proposal is very good, the city lord's mansion spends a lot of money on cultivating the army every year, and it also takes on the responsibility of protecting the people of Youzhou, so you can't do it without silver." But in order to convince the public, I decided to entrust Zong Wusheng to participate in the Picking Festival. ”

The city lord's words, Ji Qin and Chu have no objections, after all, they have long planned to put their arms on the thigh of the city lord's mansion, no matter who you send to participate, we will participate, and we can't win you.

When Liu Zhenqing heard this, his heart suddenly rolled, he didn't think that the Liu family would inevitably lose, but Zong Wusheng, who made his heart churn.

The son-in-law he once looked down on, was spurned by the Liu family when he came to Youzhou to confess his relatives, and Zong Tianchi came to look for the missing son, and was killed by his daughter Liu Mingluan, although he was not killed by his own hands, but his crime is inescapable, who called him connivance with his daughter without a bottom line.

Today's Zong Wusheng, in just a few months in Youzhou, has created countless legends, first of all, the identity of the elephant builder made Liu Zhenqing regret it; After the Nightmare Villain List incident, he won admiration among the people, although he is not as good as Liu Mingluan's Ruyi Lang Junyun Zhongjie, but he is actually a huge potential stock.

Liu Zhenqing hated himself for being smart and confused for a while, why didn't he polish the eyes of the masses at that time and see clearly the extraordinaryness of Zong Wusheng for himself.

Today's Zong Wusheng can be said to be prosperous in Youzhou, and he has an inexplicable relationship with the City Lord's Mansion, can he let go of the Liu family's hatred for killing his father and taking his wife?

Liu Zhenqing is not a three-year-old child, the two major hatreds in the world know him better than anyone else, it's not that the time has not come, Zong Wusheng's current silence does not mean that he is a person with a big heart who can let go of the hatred of killing his father, and now he is secretly taking a small notebook to record, once the revenge begins, the Liu family will inevitably be restless.

Liu Zhenqing also thought about visiting Zong Wusheng, but Liu Mingluan has been obstructing it in every way, and the smart Liu Zhenqing calmed down and thought about it, he indirectly killed someone's father, wouldn't he take revenge if he visited and greeted people a few words?

That's just a fool's dream.

"Patriarch Liu." I don't know when, Meng Tian had already come to Liu Zhenqing's side, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and asked with a smile: "You have been bowing your head and being silent, do you have any opinions about the City Lord's Mansion participating in the Picking Festival?" ”

"No, no, absolutely not." Liu Zhenqing squeezed out an ugly smile on her bun face and patted her chest in response.

"That's good, since everyone has no opinions, we will officially start the picking festival at noon."

Meng Tian announced that the process of this year's harvest festival is no different from previous years. Each family sent a disciple to enter the Shennong Peak of the Fluttering Mountain Range to pick the Heavenly Spirit Grass, which grew once a year. Whichever disciple picks it is this year's champion.