The various immortal sects from inside and outside Xia Zhou are now ready to come to the city to help at any time. But he didn't know that the one who gave orders to himself and others was just a young cripple in his early twenties, and he didn't even have the slightest cultivation.

In the Black Dragon Pass, at the end of the day, Zheng Buyue was so busy that she couldn't even take care of the two meals sent by Jiang Hong. The tea on the table changed again and again, and it was all hot tea for herbal tea, and only occasionally poured out a lamp, and before it could be drunk in his mouth, he plunged into the stacked files again.

Finally, this scholar, who is a mortal and leads all the night wandering gods on the battlefield of Black Dragon Pass, sat on the ground. I didn't think about what was inappropriate or not, so I grabbed the teapot that was still warm and sucked.

"Follow the list of orders, by the way, mention those people, don't forget that this is Daming." Zheng Buyue hurriedly put down the pen, but the handwriting was still upright, and when he handed it over to the night wandering god who gave the order, he was finally able to rest with fear.

Zheng Buyue also wanted to ask why there were always people who liked to bring the set of truths in other places to Daming. If the seniors and juniors in these immortal sects are like this, there are some businesses, and it is impossible to say that they have to be replaced earlier.

Chen Zhou, which is directly south of Jiuzhou, is a small place, but his tone is surprisingly big.

In recent years, the business of Qunyu Mountain has become bigger, and a new ancestor with a high cultivation has been added to the mountain gate, making the disciples of this sect so domineering?

Cui Juenian found a few friends he had just met, took a few sips of wine, and opened his mouth to say that he had food and clothing on weekdays at home, which was a hundred times stronger than the small city in this projectile land.

Seeing that the Zhu Lou utensils carried by the descendants of the unlucky Xia Mountain were of higher rank, they started to make friends. Coaxed the female cultivator who had just become a descendant, pulled a few people behind his back, and thought about how to seamlessly borrow the knife in the hands of the monks of the four countries outside the border to kill people.

With the identity of a Taoist couple, he forcibly occupied good things, and he didn't dare to scream when he measured that small immortal gate.

This 'high-ranking family' is not only interested in the Zhu Lou vessel, but also wants the body of a good-looking female cultivator.

It's just that although the abacus is good, it's a pity that the bad water in the stomach is bad.

First, there are not a few Ming spies in this city, whether there are cultivators or not, and this thing still can't be hidden.

Second, there is a city in Liangshu, and there is no movement on the surface, but behind the scenes, he found a night wandering god who went to give orders to complain.

Zheng Buyue chuckled, a female cultivator named Liangshu was almost imprisoned by Senior Brother Shen, who sneaked into Xiaoxia Mountain without knowing how to come from, on the ship when Zhou Zhengqing returned to Beijing.

Although the Sun Wandering God temporarily detained those fledgling young people, he did not make trouble for no reason.

Afterwards, His Royal Highness King Yin did not want to be too embarrassed, and in addition to the necessary accountability, he would no longer pursue it.

Guo Jinke, the owner of Xiaoxia Mountain, after many investigations, found out the specific details of the matter, and wanted to personally visit the Yinwang Mansion to apologize, and made a lot of connections up and down, but it never worked.

The others were still worried, but Liang Shu stood at the back door of the palace day and night, waiting quietly.

The guards in the palace couldn't make up their minds, so they gave Xiaoxia Mountain a chance to make amends.

Back at the mountain gate, Guo Jinke once asked this very inconspicuous named disciple on weekdays: "Why are you going, why are you standing at the back door"?

Liang Shu's answer is clear:

There are many things that want to be done by one person, but it is actually very difficult, but if you are reluctant to use this little thought, it is not very like words, and it is not the disciple to let the elders pull down.

Moreover, asking someone to do something is not a nuisance to others, and blocking the front door, whether standing or kneeling, will only be counterproductive.

After that day, Guo Jinke had one more personal inheritance, and Xiaoxia Mountain had one more descendant with the worst cultivation.

The qualifications of monks are important, but there are exceptions, and there are still late bloomers, and chance and understanding should also be considered. Guo Jinke himself never thought that he would be able to climb and roll on the path of immortals for seven hundred years, and he also achieved the position of the master of the sect.

He hoped that in the future, Xiaoxia Mountain would still have a sect master with a good mind and temperament. Small sects and factions are trying to survive in the cracks, and there are not a few who are destroyed due to unwarranted disasters.

If there is a slight deviation, it will be easier to quietly remove the name from the world. Therefore, in order to sit in the suzerain's seat, you need a very heavy city, but you can't fill the city. Liang Shu didn't say anything about cultivation, it was very suitable, this opportunity, he wanted to give.

Wouldn't it be a joke if such a woman was easily acquired by Cui Juenian, who was born in a 'high-ranking family'?

If the king of his own family who was at the head of the city heard about it, he would probably pat this Cui Immortal Master on the shoulder and say sincerely: "The immortals are modest, the pattern shouldn't be so small! It is better to kill all the living people in the Shocking Xia Mountain, and bring back all the treasures that can be scavenged, so as to be the first heir of the Jade Mountain." It is best to practice seriously for a few more days, suppress both the Buddha and the Tao, and strive to be the first in the world and heaven."

Zheng Buyue opened the food box, although the food was a little cold, it was still the familiar taste after all. The woman's craftsmanship can't be eaten enough.

He has never been touched with oil and salt for a day, and in the past, his body and bones are really unbearable.

Thanks to the warm and moist ring of the famous magpie immortal order on his chest, the national teacher is atmospheric, and he casually sent out a heavy treasure that even immortals would blush, but it was just to give him, an ordinary mortal, to nourish his mind and muscles.

The most important thing is to give it in pairs, this handwriting, this thorough eyesight, is fascinating!

On the other side, in addition to the fifty Tibetan Secret Realm monks, ten Cultivation Realms and three Listening Rhyme Realms who were originally guarding the Black Dragon Pass, at this time, hundreds of Tibetan Secret Realms and twenty Cultivation Realms were arranged to hide in the dark.

As for listening to the rhyme realm, not to mention whether Jiang Yu dares to bet or not, even if there is really such a cultivation to ascend to the city, it can be regarded as a hero. No one would risk almost death to show their might on the home turf of an enemy country that could be hunted at any moment.

Xiao Xiangfeng, who came from Baihu in Shizhou, was wearing a pale armor and was careful to disguise, but he was a little confused at this time.

This battle was actively intervened by his own sect. The original great sect had been in seclusion for thousands of years, and suddenly chose to be born again. In fact, he didn't have any resistance, on the contrary, Xiao Xiangfeng also wanted to take a look outside, and the red dust in the master's mouth was disturbing.

It's just that all the strange mountains and rivers belong to it, and Baihu Lake is another kind of untimely birth. If you want to occupy a good landscape, you always have to pay a price, such as what he does in front of him.

This kind of fighting, killing, and killing that can't tell what is right and wrong is not what he wants to open his eyes and travel the world.

I remember when I was a child, I often heard the elders say that the happy rivers and lakes outside, drinking Manan Mountain, and chivalrous bones and soft intestines are not working when they come to themselves.

Knowing this, it is better to stay in the White Lake, even if it is boring all day long, it is better than the cold in this summer.