It is easy to start a business humanely, but it is difficult to keep a business, this sentence is also common to the ancient sects and families in the cultivation world. Therefore, the top powerful forces in the cultivation world jointly formulated rules to stabilize their respective foundations and not be shaken by the outside world.

But the essence of all this is that there is still no escape from the truth that whoever has the biggest fist makes sense. Although these wealthy forces firmly grasp the opportunities on the surface in their own hands, there are always some uncontrollable factors that are their headaches, and that is the hidden opportunity on this continent. From ancient times to the present, it is indispensable to have a small sect that has been scattered or has no reliance to get the opportunity to inherit, so that it soars to the sky, its prestige is far and wide, and it has become the existence of these wealthy forces, and the two are destined to start a battle because of the contradiction of interests, and the fight will not end until one side dies. Then the surviving side takes over the legacy of the loser, becomes a new force, formulates finer rules to secure its own rights, and the cycle repeats.

People will always get tired of this never-ending offense and defense, and the powerful forces will begin to work together to find a way to completely stabilize their position, and completely strangle the inheritors who have obtained the opportunity in the cradle.

The hard work paid off, and after thousands of years of searching, they finally found the Cutting Spirit Stone, a treasure that could completely stabilize their position.

The appearance of the Cutting Edge Spirit Stone has made the challengers who have obtained the opportunity lose their cloak to hide themselves, and time no longer allows them to grow, and their ending is also doomed, becoming a further nutrient for the wealthy forces, and turning into the unjust soul under the fame of the Cutting Edge Spirit Stone.

But the nature of human beings is to struggle, and the essence of cultivation is to fight with the sky, the earth, and people, which makes those who have no chance to do anything with the top sects never think of giving up their fate, and fate has not completely abandoned them. Finally, in the civil war in the Qingshan Hall a hundred years ago, a mysterious man appeared, relying on the space power that had been extinct since the disappearance of the ancient gods, he destroyed a large number of slashing spirit stones owned by the top forces, and even destroyed all the known mines of the slashing spirit stones, which caused the number of slashing spirit stones on the continent to drop sharply, causing the impenetrable reconnaissance network composed of a large number of slashing spirit stones by the top forces to be completely destroyed, and the opportunistic people once again saw the future.

The top forces were hit hard by this, and naturally they wanted to think of new countermeasures, so they joined forces to recover and distribute the remaining slashing spirit stones, so that their subordinate forces all had a certain number of slashing spirit stones, and established a new investigation network.

Qing Ding looked at the fate order in his hand and was very distressed, from his personal point of view, he was unwilling to do this kind of thing, fate was determined, this was what he had always believed. Ironically, he had no choice, as the sect master, he had the obligation to prevent anything, even the slightest thing that might cause harm to the sect, and this was also something that Qingshan Hall owed to other sect forces.

"Senior brother, you really left me a mess, you are a good person, but I want to be this evil person." Qingding smiled bitterly.

"For the sake of the sect, no matter how big the mess is, it has to be cleaned up." As soon as Qingding's words fell, Zhu Wei's voice sounded from behind Qingding.

Qingding was not surprised by Zhu Wei's sudden appearance, turned to look at Zhu Wei, and said helplessly: "Senior brother, will you come to the main gate next time, if it weren't for your senior brother, I know your bottom line, and you won't be scared to death if you change to someone else." ”

Seeing Zhu Yan shrugging his shoulders in response, Qing Ding knew that this junior brother must not have listened to it, and he didn't bother with this question, and asked another thing: "For the Guan family, junior brother, do you think they will still resent the sect?"

"In the face of sufficient interests, I think that in addition to Guan Zhizhi's sister, there is still resentment, and those clansmen of the Guan family are afraid that they have long forgotten Guan Zhizhi, after all, all they care about is the benefits brought by the title of Qingyun Twelve." Zhu Yan said with a disdainful expression.

"Well, maybe that's the reality." Qingding sighed, and began to make tea, Zhu Yan didn't say anything, found a seat and sat down, took the tea handed over by Qingding, and tasted it.

Taking a sip of tea, Zhu Wei asked Qingding: "Senior brother, don't you care if I have to deal with it like this next?" ”

"I'll leave this matter to you, it's up to you if you want to do it, and I'm sure you're in measure." Qingding said in a deep tone.

After all, after knowing each other for so many years, Zhu Yan understood the deep meaning of Qingding's words, which was to warn him to do things in a measured way, not like this time. Zhu Wei nodded to Qingding, indicating that he understood.

However, Qingding didn't really feel at ease because Zhu Yan nodded his head, he knew best what virtues his junior brother had, so he thought that he would promise the master to take good care of Zhu Yan anyway, and wipe his ass once is also a wipe, and wipe it for a lifetime to comfort himself.

In this way, the two spent a tea time without a word, and when Zhu Wei made a farewell gesture and was about to leave, Qingding spoke: "Senior brother, this encirclement and suppression, you take Wang Yuanlai, Guan Yeluo and me together." ”

"Okay, I'll tell them." Zhu Yan replied very simply, and left after speaking.

Qingding leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes as if reminiscing about the bitterness of the cup of tea just now, and no one knew what he was thinking.

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At noon the next day, in Li Huan's house, he insisted on talking with Xin Lao about the draft drawing, and on the other side, Fang Wei drooped his head, listless, stunned that it was useless for Li Huan to comfort him, which made Li Huan think that he would talk about feelings with women in the future, and he must not be too active, no, Fang Wei was trained by Senior Sister Qingling because he came out of the medicine pavilion with his insistence, although the person came out, but where did this soul stay and want to explain.

Li Huan didn't waste any more energy, patted Fang Wei's back, and went to the side to pack up the elixir and props needed for the adventure, ready to wait for the master to finish chatting, and then they could set off for Jiancheng together, which insisted that they must go to deal with Wang Yuanlai in the future.

……

In Wang Yuanlai's mansion, Wang Yuanlai sat in a high position, and below him, a senior disciple knelt on one knee and respectfully reported to Wang Yuanlai about the movements of Zhiyan and Fang Wei.

"After the subordinates saw that Zhiyan and Fang Wei left Li Huan's mansion, they went to the Zongmen Mountain Gate to register, and went out to practice."

"Have you gone out to practice, you really know how to pick the time!" Wang Yuanlai's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of murderous intent emerged.

"The subordinates have already sent someone to follow ......", feeling Wang Yuanlai's anger, the senior disciple did not dare to breathe, and said cautiously, but before he could finish speaking, an intermediate disciple ran in from outside the mansion, and it was the disciple he sent out to follow people.

I saw that as soon as the intermediate disciple entered the door, he knelt down on his knees, buried his head in the ground, did not dare to raise it, and said in a hefty tone: "The subordinates are incompetent, follow the ......, and lose it." ”

When the senior disciple heard this, he stood up angrily, pointed to the intermediate disciple on the ground, and was angry and didn't know what to say, so he hurriedly pleaded with Wang Yuanlai: "Boss, his subordinates have no way to discipline him, and he is willing to be punished, please don't blame him." ”

When the intermediate disciple heard this, he unconsciously left tears of gratitude, and said in a panting tone: "Don't blame my eldest brother, boss, if you want to punish me, you can punish me, it's because I'm incompetent." ”

Hearing these two people taking each other's pots, Wang Yuanlai also rubbed his temples with a headache, his anger was suppressed, and he said in a calm tone: "Okay, I don't blame you this time, I insist that there are masters behind me who want to help this time, and there is no way for Wang En to lose it, but if you still want to be punished, I will hand it over to you Wang Yi." ”

The senior disciple known as Wang Yi heard that Wang Yuanlai was not to blame, and hurriedly kicked Wang En beside him, urging: "Thank you boss yet!" ”

"Thank you, Boss, thank you, Boss." Intermediate disciple Wang En kowtowed repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, it's all from the same family, there's no need for this, and I won't really blame you, but Wang Yi, what I told you to do in advance." Wang Yuanlai came down from his high position, helped Wang En, who kept kowtowing, up, and then instructed Wang Yi on the side.

"Yes, Boss." Wang Yi replied in the affirmative, and then left the palace with Wang En in his hand.

At this time, a bell rang at the mountain gate, resounding throughout the Qingshan Palace, which was the signal for the gathering and departure of the fate cutting mission.

And their destination was the fortified city.