Yandang Mountain, there are a large number of iron feather geese nesting here, at a glance, there are black geese flying in the air everywhere, hence the name.

This mountain belongs to the scope of the Zhao Wu Empire, and it stands to reason that the entire land of the Zhao Wu Empire is the back garden of Qingyunmen, and a large number of scattered cultivators have to crawl under Qingyunmen.

Of course, this is only a theoretical thing, in fact, such a large territory as the Zhao Wu Empire, it is impossible for Qingyunmen to manage it personally, it is all handed over to the royal ministers of the Zhao Wu Empire to manage, in the final analysis, it is a mortal country.

In addition to the well-known Xiuzhen sect of Qingyunmen, there are many scattered cultivators in this land, these scattered cultivators are either from the Xiuzhen family, or the people in the rivers and lakes accidentally get the Taoist calligraphy exercises of the senior monks, so as to embark on the path of cultivation, in short, the inheritance is shallow, and there is not much potential, so there are few cultivators in casual cultivation.

Yandang Mountain belongs to a scattered cultivation dojo, but there are also some robbers on the bottom of the scattered cultivation here, who are clever and robber, killing people and goods, but in the eyes of the real cultivators, they are also petty fights and cannot be put on the stage.

It was also Wang Gan who went to Black Rock City this time, thought carefully, and did not put on the clothes of a disciple of Qingyunmen, otherwise he would not have been robbed/robbed at all. In order to keep a low profile, he dressed himself up as a casual cultivator, so he was targeted by the people of Yandang Mountain.

Wang Qian is also addicted to black eating black, because it is too fast to obtain wealth and resources in this way, much faster than him working hard in the sect and then exchanging contribution points for huàn.

After dealing with Boss Li's group of robbers, he was vicious and courageous, and immediately set a plan for himself, killing Yandang Mountain alone and looting all those robber leaders.

Standing at the foot of Yandang Mountain, Wang Qian also had to sigh, this Yandang Mountain is also a treasure land, although the aura is not rich, but the scenery is picturesque, the whole mountain peak rises abruptly, like a wild goose spreads its wings and soars, there is an indescribable mystery.

"It's really a tyrannical thing, such a good place, now it is hidden in filth and dirt, and it has been occupied by a group of robbers!"

Wang Qian secretly scolded in his heart, and he also began to feel that it was no wonder that when he was in Qingyunmen, whether it was Zhou Qing or Wang Dao, Li Haoran and they all looked disdainful when they talked about loose cultivation, but the reputation of most loose cultivators was really bad.

Most of the casual cultivators do not have a complete inheritance, and there is a lack of cultivation resources, if you want to improve your cultivation and set foot on the road of immortality, you will inevitably take advantage of it, just like Wang Qian was robbed as soon as he left Black Rock City this time.

As a result, the reputation of Sanxiu has been smeared from generation to generation, and even many things that were originally done by disciples of the sect were finally planted on their heads.

For example, Wang Gan, he was robbed by the people of Yandang Mountain, whether it was successful or not, this incident happened, and then Wang Gan did not do two endlessly, killed Yandang Mountain, and then swept it again, it was also a clever robbery, no different from the robbers, but because of the different identities, it was passed out later, naturally a disciple of a certain sect was robbed by a certain sect, and then this disciple was a genius peerless, not only was he not robbed successfully, but according to the clues, he entered the nest of scattered cultivators, and destroyed this evil place in one fell swoop, and then this disciple is doing chivalrous righteousness, this is the power of public opinion, and it is difficult to return。

After all, the disciples of the sect occupy the majority in the cultivation world, which occupies the commanding heights of public opinion, and when it is publicized, the disciples of the sect are much more credible than the scattered cultivators.

And Wang Gan saw the Tao clearly, so he had no scruples when he killed people and seized treasures, and his identity itself was an invisible guarantee.

Walking up Yandang Mountain, Wang Qian's shape was like a ghost, his speed was like electricity, and ordinary people couldn't even see his shadow clearly.

Among them, there are also many casual cultivators who patrol the mountains, most of them are coping, either they get together to gamble, or they are practicing alone, in short, Wang Qian, a stranger, has not been discovered all the way.

At the peak of Yandang Mountain, there is a large area of gorgeous buildings, golden and brilliant, many places are cast in gold, and exquisite halls stand on the top of the mountain, the mountain peaks blow, and a breath of mortal dust spreads out, which makes Wang Qian very uncomfortable, and sighs in his heart, where is this where people live in cultivation, these scattered cultivators are still in the mode of cottage bandits, and their understanding of cultivation is very shallow, and the disciples of the sect are very different.

In the largest hall on the top of the mountain, a group of people are gathering, among these people, there are men and women, monks and laymen, and everyone has demons.

In the center of the lobby, there was a huge bronze tripod, and the thick aroma of meat was transmitted, wafting far away, and Wang Qian had not yet approached, and his nose smelled this smell.

"What is this? Eat meat in large chunks and divide gold in large scales?"

He thought secretly, and while lightly touching his feet, like a burst of green smoke, he fell on the roof of the main hall in the blink of an eye, and his feet were full of red gold, shining brightly, slippery and unsparing, if it wasn't for his successful cultivation, he might even slide off the roof.

He has already learned from Boss Li that on this Yandang Mountain, as the leader, there is a person named Ji Shixiong, who has cultivated to reach the early stage of foundation building, and is practicing Buddhism's Dharma Protector Divine Skill, burly, infinitely powerful, and invulnerable.

Wang Gan did not directly kill it, but was very careful, and the vast divine consciousness continued to penetrate into the main hall.

In the main hall at this time, Ji Shixiong is high on the throne, and the first two rows of high-backed chairs are neatly arranged, and the upper floors are all sitting on the top of Yandang Mountain.

A group of women dressed in light gauze are dancing in the center, with graceful and moving figures, and the concave and convex places are looming, giving people a feeling of charm and temptation.

However, although these dancing girls have beautiful postures, their expressions are numb, their eyes are empty, and they don't look like living people at all.

"Hmph, slut, crying and crying when you dance, without any sense of beauty, it's really a disappointment!"

Ji Shixiong, a big man, sat upright on the golden throne, his big eyes of the copper bell emitted a fierce light, staring at the team of dancing girls in the center of the hall.

"Hehe, big brother, these women are not those women who have fallen into the dust, they are all the ladies of the Zhao Wu Empire, the daughters of princes and ministers, on weekdays, they are brocade clothes and jade food, and they are spoiled and coquettish, now dance for us, to be able to get to this point, it is already a good training!"

A young scholar, with a folding fan in his hand embroidered with a picture of a lady, now has a smile on his feminine face, but a pair of eyes reveal a green light, looking at people with chills in his heart.

He is the military advisor of this Yandang Mountain, called Hongyan Scholar, in the impression of Boss Li, this person is more ferocious than Ji Shixiong, is an extremely terrible and dangerous character, although he has cultivated to only the realm of congenital great perfection, but the wisdom is profound, insidious and vicious, I don't know how many people have been repaired by him miserably.

The red-faced scholar explained to Ji Shixiong that the peach blossom eyes lingered on the women in the field.

"Haha, big brother, we have really done a few big cases recently, the disciples of Qingyunmen have been going deep into the underground recently, providing us with a lot of opportunities, these disciples are all very rich, our Yandang Mountain has been full of treasury recently, it is really happy!"

A rough man, while laughing, stretched out his hand, a woman was caught by him, began to ravage fiercely, the woman's eyes were full of tears, but she didn't dare to cry, miserable to the extreme.

"Lao Wu is right, in the past few days, there have been some scattered cultivation mountains to contact us, everyone has organized to intercept and kill the disciples of Qingyunmen, and obtain cultivation resources.

The robbers on the high-backed chairs laughed ferociously, and the women who had been dancing in the center of the hall were immediately killed, and all of them began to experience terrible ravages.

Ji Shixiong looked at his group of brothers wantonly attacking these noble women in the mortal realm, and the light in his eyes became even more excited.

He let out a long laugh, stepped out, bang, and the gold-paved ground was stepped on by him one by one, seemingly clumsy, but powerful and domineering, and came to a dancing girl in the blink of an eye, like a chicken, grabbed one, and threw it directly into the bronze tripod.

He opened his mouth and spit out, and a golden air flow violently entered the Dading, and the aroma of meat became even stronger in the blink of an eye.

After a few breaths, he reached out and fished out the woman, who looked lifelike, crystal clear, with skin like jade, but already cooked.

He tugged at it casually and began to chew heavily.

When others saw this, they were as if nothing had happened, which was obviously commonplace.

These people are here to celebrate their achievements, but they don't know that Wang Qian can see this qiē clearly.

"Beast, so ferocious, even more cruel than a demon path cultivator, really damn it, it should be killed, although my Wang Qian is not a good person, but now he has to raise the butcher knife and do the right thing for the sky!"

This kind of scene, Wang Qian thinks that he can't tolerate it, his Dao heart is firm, and he can do anything for the sake of cultivation, but these robbers are so careless about human life, using mortals to have fun, and even cooking directly, they are no longer human, even the demon clan is not as ferocious as them.

Wang Qian was furious, and the murderous intent in his chest emanated in waves, and he couldn't suppress it, and he didn't want to suppress it, because the slaughter of these people was completely out of his heart, and the murderous intent was blazing, but his expression became more and more calm, only the depths of his eyes began to flash scarlet light.

Touch!

As soon as he stomped down, he stepped on a hole in the roof of the main hall, and the next moment, Wang Qian was already standing in the center of the main hall.

The incident happened suddenly, no one could react, Ji Shixiong was full of oil, devouring the cooked woman, and suddenly a big hole was punched in the roof of his main hall, and a young man dressed in white appeared in his sight.