Going to the outside world to defeat those true geniuses is like a dream, and it can only be realized with the sect master.

"Sect Master, can you take me with you this time?" he thought, the relationship was so close, and there should be no problem in private.

Wen Ping just replied lightly, "It's still the old rule." ”

With that, Wen Ping walked away directly.

Huanshan stood in place, feeling disappointed in his heart.

Set of near-failure!

I had no choice but to inform the news of the opening of the mille-feuille step of the same door. On the other side, Wen Ping had already reached the thousand-story step, and he was going to Cangwu City to have a look.

Launched in every square inch.

One step to the bottom of the mountain!

But when he turned his head, he saw the horse nearby, which looked special, because it had a unicorn, so Wen Ping thought of a unicorn. However, the horse was very different from the unicorn image in his mind.

Take a look.

The Great Demon of the Divine Upper Realm.

Without guessing, he could also know that Ken must be that Ji Liangping's mount.

Ji Liangping had been locked up in the Thousand Stories for several days, and he was still indifferent, like an ordinary horse tethered to a stable. It can be seen that this is still a big demon who can't transform into a shape.

There are indeed very few demons who can't transform into shapes.

"Forget about him. Seeing the horse, Wen Ping remembered that Ji Liangping was coming, and as soon as he turned around, he directly removed the blockade of heaven and earth around Ji Liangping, so that the thousand-layer step returned to normal and became an ordinary stone step.

However, when Wen Ping glanced at it, he vaguely saw that Ji Liangping was still sitting there.

Do nothing.

Didn't notice anything.

"I'd like to see when you come out on your own. "There are still five days before the upgrade of Tingyu Pavilion is completed, how can he detect the clues in five days and come out, right?

Immediately, Wen Ping came to Cangwu City.

When Wen Ping appeared on the streets of Cangwu City, the pedestrians around him leaned over one after another, making people feel like the stars were holding the moon. After that battle, the Immortal Sect has become a god-like existence in the hearts of everyone, comparable to faith, and Wen Ping, as the sect master of the Immortal Sect, is even more noble.

However, Wen Ping didn't pay much attention to it, but went directly to the small half of the city that was in ruins due to the war.

"It's been cleaned up. As far as the eye could see, there were no more wreckage of the ruins, only new wood that kept coming in, and groups of carpenters.

When staring at the Tongxuan Realm of the Mitian Sect, those people gathered together, as if they were discussing something. The surrounding group of Body Refining Cultivators from the Divine Machine Camp were looking at them, but compared to that group of people, these Body Refining Realm cultivators around them looked quite small, as if a group of people were standing under a towering mountain cliff.

But even so, none of the people of the Mitian Sect escaped.

Wen Ping knew that they didn't dare to escape.

Without the big demon to travel, it is very simple to be caught at their speed.

Of course, the main thing is that no one dares to take the lead. Nangong Wentian's death has left an indelible imprint in their hearts, so that none of them want to be this mortal bird.

"Sect Master Wen is here!" shouted one of the soldiers in the City Lord's Mansion.

And when he shouted, the people around him heard it.

The people from the Mitian Sect came back to their senses and immediately leaned over, "Sect Master Wen, we have cleared the ruins, can we leave now?"

"You want to leave?" Cleaning up is not the goal, "Look around, it's all caused by you." ”

"Sect Master Wen, if you want to kill or kill us, give us a happy word. "The other Tongxuan Upper Realm really can't stand it, doing these things that should be ordinary people is an insult - they are all Tongxuan Realm. And he was afraid that when the city was rebuilt, the sect master of this sect would rebel again.

If so, it's better to just die.

At least one falls simply.

Wen Ping hesitated for a moment, thinking about how to place them, and then responded, "When you finish repairing the city, I will let you leave." If you don't want to do it, stand up now......"

No one dares to move!

No one is stupid.

Standing up at this time, what can happen except death?

"In that case, let's all go about it. After explaining this, Wen Ping looked at Huancheng, who had already arrived beside him, "Uncle, you just treat them as ordinary workers." ”

"Okay!" Suddenly there were a bunch of helpers from the Xuan Realm and the 1st Heavy Realm, and Huancheng was really a little happy in his heart, because these people were all big people in East Lake. What are the three major forces, the Extreme Realm Mountain, the Flying Fish Island, the strongest of the sect that is hidden in the world and the middle-aged man who is now pushing the cart is in the same realm, right?

Syllable!

A monk from the Upper Realm of the Upper Realm pushed a wooden cart and slowly pulled it inside.

It's like a month of hard labor with 5 gold coins.

Wen Ping stood in place and watched for a while, and at dusk, Wen Ping returned to Yunlan Mountain.

The sunset stained half of the sky red, and at the same time, a layer of white mist swept around Yunlan Mountain, enveloping the peaks of Yunlan Mountain. From a distance, Yunlan Mountain is like towering into the clouds, like a fairyland on earth. After Wen Ping returned to the Immortal Sect, he looked down at the top of the mountain and saw that Ji Liangping was still sitting there, not moving.

"As soon as I think about it, I still have something to do...... Lao Tzu's mouth, I knew what I was talking nonsense for!" This is Ji Liangping's remorseful whisper that can be heard very clearly.

"This guy, don't you know how to stand up and walk around?" Wan Er smiled.

Then, Wen Ping came to the kitchen.

At this time, Huaiye was preparing dinner, and because of the thousand-story steps and the travel quota, everyone came to the kitchen and sat there early to chat.

Wen Ping met Zhan Tai Qingxuan, who was stunned, under the moonlight tree, "Elder Qingxuan, what's wrong?"

"It's fine. Said that it was okay, but the excitement in her heart still couldn't be restrained, just now she was already fantasizing about the picture of those big people buying two vortex pictures from her, "Sect Master, do you have something to do with me?"

"I ask you a question. "Zhan Tai Qingxuan, as a vortex craftsman, should belong to the category of well-informed.

This time, there is no time limit!

The main thing is that it does not have an exact coordinate.

But let 100,000 people know about the vortex diagram produced by the Immortal Sect.

"Sect Master, please speak. ”

"If it's to sell two-star vortex maps, where is the best place to sell them?"

"Sect Master, you plan to sell ......" But there is nothing wrong with the Sect Master, there are different veins at the thousand-layer level, and using the vortex diagram is the icing on the cake.

"No, I'm just using an analogy. If it's going to be sold, and it has to let many, many people know about its existence, where do you have to go?"

Zhan Tai Qingxuan responded, "The capital of the sea of clouds." It is the middle ground between Zimo Lake, Mingjing Lake and Demon Sea Mountain, and it is also the largest commercial city. Whatever it is, you can buy it there. The trading hall of the Hundred Sects Alliance is there, just like a small shop. ”