"Listen to it, don't go to the theater, it doesn't matter if you look at it occasionally, you should practice or practice during the day. Got it?"

As he spoke, Wen Ping stood up, and everyone nodded.

However, when Wen Ping stood up, the pitch-black stick held on his waist attracted Qin Shan's attention.

It's pitch black.

Not at all remarkable.

Even watching it can make people feel a little disgusted.

Qin Shan muttered to himself and asked in an extremely low voice, "Sect Master." Why do you look so familiar with this stick?"

"This ...... Do it yourself. Wen Ping replied indifferently.

Qin Shan immediately smiled and said, "Sect Master, I have to say, the burning stick you made is really similar. ”

With Qin Shan's words, Yang Lele and the others immediately looked over.

When their eyes fell on the burning stick on Wen Ping's waist, they all admired it.

"It's like!"

"Sect Master, do you still know how to carve wood?"

"It's exactly the same. ”

Everyone didn't listen, like a swarm of bees, and Wen Ping had no choice but to hurry downstairs.

Just as Wen Ping went downstairs, Yang Xi also followed.

Yang Xi asked, "Sect Master, I want to go home for a day today, is it okay?"

Wen Ping nodded, and responded, "You don't need to ask me about this matter, next time you will directly ask Elder Yun and them." If you want to go back, go back, come back early, don't delay your practice. ”

"Hmm!"

Yang Xi bowed his head and ran away with a smile.

When Yang Xi left, Wen Ping thought about going to Cangwu City to buy something in the afternoon, but when he came to Qingshui Street, the appearance of Qingshui Street came into view.

At a glance, there are hundreds of meters of broken walls.

Starting from the foot of Yunlan Mountain, there were only ruins within a radius of 100 meters, and they were piled up in a mess. The lively Qingshui Street in the past no longer has the entry of people coming and going, which makes people feel a sense of desolation in their hearts.

Wen Ping understands that this is the result of "the gods fight, and the world suffers".

Two steps further, the sound of crackling beneath my feet was endless—the sound of broken tiles breaking again.

Although more than ten days have passed, Qingshui Street is still like this.

Of course, it's not that no one is cleaning up.

It's that in the ruins of every house, only that family or relatives of that family are busy, and how many things can be done by a few ordinary people scattered?

Behind them, the towers are being repaired, the fields outside the city are being remedied, the villages are being cleared, and the bodies of many people have not been found.

Compared to the importance of these, the Clearwater Street houses are much smaller.

Maybe after the city tower is repaired, the people from the City Lord's Mansion will definitely come to clean up Qingshui Street, but not at the moment.

"Sect Master Wen!"

"Sect Master Wen!"

As Wen Ping walked forward, the people around him who were busy turned around and bowed.

Wen Ping remembered this picture deeply in his mind. After returning from shopping, Wen Ping mobilized all his disciples to go down the mountain tomorrow morning to do voluntary labor and help remove those particularly heavy thick pillars.

After Yang Lele heard that he was going down the mountain, his whole person was very energetic, "Sect Master, don't worry, in one morning, we can remove all the wreckage of the house there!"

The crowd nodded.

However, Qin Shan was responding from the side, "Go down the mountain!" It's a bit like Qingyunmen going down the mountain...... The people from Qingyunmen rescued Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, do you think we can save a few people too?"

"Hey, hey!"

"I might meet the handsome Xiaofan. ”

At this time, Huai Ye actually asked, "Speaking of going down the mountain, sect master, can our Immortal Sect also get a disciple to go down the mountain for trial, let us go to the world of ordinary people, practice chivalry and righteousness, and support justice!"

Hearing the nonsense words of his disciples, Wen Ping felt quite helpless in his heart, these guys were poisoned by Zhu Xian.

This TV series is really less watched!

In the future, the time limit must not exceed one hour in a day.

Wen Ping immediately rolled his eyes, "What do you say?"

"Hee-hee, I don't know. Huaiye grinned, then reached out and covered his mouth.

Afterwards, everyone followed Wen Ping to Qingshui Street, and threw themselves into labor without saying a word.

This startled the people who were busy in the ruins.

Yang Lele bore the brunt of the attack, stepped forward, took the bamboo basket full of bricks and stones from a woman's hand, and as soon as he got started, he estimated that there were 100 catties, "Auntie, you will rest, I'm coming!"

As he spoke, Yang Lele snatched it directly, and fell on the ox cart not far away with a brisk walk.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you, Sect Master Wen!"

When Qin Shan and the others were engaged in the cleaning of the ruins, the people around them said words of gratitude.

Quite a few people already have wet eyes.

Looking at this scene, Wen Ping's heart was still somewhat touched, and helping others seemed to be able to gain pride no matter what world he was in.

At this moment, a carriage stopped at the foot of Yunlan Mountain, Yang Xi jumped down, jumped to the front of the ruins, and shouted loudly with a smile: "Sect Master, and everyone, I'm back!

"I miss you!" Yang Lele was cold behind him, glanced at Zhao Qing on the side, and quickly changed the topic, "Hurry up and work, our task this morning is to clean up this area." ”

Yang Xi asked from afar: "Lele, where did you see Zhuxian last night?"

Yang Lele responded, "The Seven Veins Martial Arts is almost over." ”

When Yang Xi heard this, he immediately lowered his face, "Ah, you saw that so quickly, I knew that I should have come back last night." ”

At that moment, another person got out of the carriage, and when he got out of the carriage, he clapped his hands.

Wen Ping looked sideways, and it was an old man who was in good spirits and had bright eyes. Dressed in a black and gold robe, he stood there, although he smiled kindly, giving people a feeling of not being angry and arrogant. At the first glance of him, Wen Ping felt that this person was not simple, and immediately let the system obtain his personal information.

Murong Chi

Gender: Male

Age: 95 years old

Realm: Through the middle realm

(From the two-star power Murong family, he is the contemporary patriarch.) ）

At this look, Wen Ping paused for a moment.

Tongxuan Middle Realm actually hid his cultivation and quietly came to Cangwu City.

Whether it was friend or foe, it was impossible to tell, so Wen Ping asked, "Senior, is there something wrong?"

Hearing Wen Ping's words, Yang Xi reacted at this time, hurriedly turned his head, and said to Wen Ping: "Sect Master, this senior Murong asked me to follow him. I said no, he insisted on recruiting you, saying that there was a way for you to expel me from the Immortal Sect. ”

"Huh?"

Wen Ping immediately glanced at Murong Chi twice.

Is this guy going to rob a disciple?

After Murong Chi got out of the carriage, he said bluntly: "Sect Master Wen, Yang Xi, this little girl, I have been following her for three years, and I have been in Cangwu City more than a dozen times. Although the strength of my Murong family is not as good as that of a giant like Extreme Realm Mountain, it is not bad, so I want to come and talk to you about a condition, let Yang Xi go with me, just say what you want. ”