The next day, Shuangliu City.

Li Qingyun led the dirty old donkey, wearing a spotless robe, and walked on the street generously, not caring at all about the sideways eyes of people on the street.

Although according to Ye Xiaoyu, submitting an application to Tianji Pavilion through the Shuangliu City Commercial Bank, with his own sect master in the foundation building period, it is not a big problem to reassess it as a one-star sect.

But Li Qingyun knew in his heart that there was actually a gap between the conditions of the Qingshan Sect and the one-star sect, and if he wanted to be assessed as a one-star sect, he still had to rely on the Shuangliu City Commercial Bank, looking at the face of the shopkeeper Wang Ruhai.

And Li Qingyun is a person who doesn't like to look at other people's faces, or rather, no one likes to look at other people's faces.

The sect industry also represents the strength of the sect to a certain extent, if Li Qingyun can recover the sect industry, then with the industrial scale of the original three-star sect, the strength of the Qingshan sect can completely reach the level of a one-star sect, and then it can be justifiably promoted to a one-star sect.

On the other hand, since the system has also released the task in this way, Li Qingyun, who has already received the benefits of the system, will certainly not miss the rich rewards of the system task.

Any spiritual field is cultivated by a sect with hard work, inch by inch.

Three years ago, the Qingshan Sect had thirty acres of spiritual land, which could grow most of the first-grade elixirs or spiritual food, bringing a steady supply of spiritual stones to the sect.

But in the accident three years ago, the tree fell and scattered, and Feng Chuan, the manager of the sect's industry, betrayed the sect with the sect's industry at the most difficult moment for the sect.

Thinking of this, Li Qingyun, who was walking on the street, was originally breezy and light, and his face also flashed with a ruthless look, if Feng Chuan hadn't left with the industry, he would not have fallen into a field where there were no resources to build a foundation, and finally changed from a promising high-grade Dao foundation to the worst low-grade foundation building field.

Feng Chuan......

......

Feng Chuan likes to watch pedestrians on the street the most, especially sitting on the fifth floor of the Drunken Immortal Building, looking condescendingly, which will make him feel that he is high up, overlooking the mortals downstairs.

He was a cultivator, so of course he had to look down on a mortal like an ant.

"Lord Feng, the three-year protection period is coming soon, and you still haven't made a decision?" came the voice of an assistant from behind Feng Chuan.

Feng Chuan didn't look back: "I have already made a decision in my heart. ”

"You ended up choosing the Dementors?" the assistant asked.

"Three-year protection period...... Feng Chuan said: "I have already taken enough oil and water, and these thirty acres of spiritual land are not something that I can accept as a monk in the early stage of foundation building." ”

"When the three-year protection period of Tianji Pavilion for the Qingshan Sect arrives, if we don't find a good next home, it is estimated that there will be no bones left than the few sects entrenched around......

It turned out that the protection time of Tianji Pavilion for Qingshan Sect also included the protection of Qingshan Sect's sect industry, and this Feng Chuan took advantage of Tianji Pavilion's affection for Qingshan Sect to make a fortune himself.

"I have already contacted Elder Situ of the Dementor Sect, although his conditions are harsh, it is not that I will not be able to live......

The assistant asked, "Then why don't you choose the Qingshan Sect?" Return these spiritual fields to the Qingshan Sect, and you still have actual control over these spiritual fields." ”

Feng Chuan turned his head and looked at his assistant.

The assistant's name is Lin Zhixiao, he is not very old, he is of medium height, he is dressed in short gray clothes, and he exudes a smart atmosphere, and he has been helping himself for more than a year.

He patted Lin Zhixiao's shoulder: "Zhixiao, you are still young and don't understand many things." ”

"Once the three-year protection period has passed, with the virtue of Li Qingshan, the waste of the Qingshan Sect, it is estimated that even the one-star sect will not apply, not to mention the sect's property at that time, even his mountain gate will have to be occupied by the Dementor Sect. ”

Lin Zhixiao said: "Is that Li Qingshan really that unbearable?"

"Do you know him?" Feng Chuan asked.

"I've heard a little. Lin Zhixiao said: "It is said that he is the same age as me, but his cultivation is much faster than me, and he has already reached the foundation building period." ”

"Three years ago, he was already at the twelfth level of Qi cultivation, and he broke through the foundation building two years ago, but it's a pity that he ......" Feng Chuan sneered: "It's a pity that this unlucky sect master, who had a good talent in the past, forcibly broke through, without the assistance of resources, and only fell into a low-grade Dao foundation." ”

"This ......"

"Of course, although the foundation of the lower grade Dao foundation is very poor, but it can be regarded as a foundation building monk, I was also a foundation building foundation of the lower grade Dao foundation back then, and now it is different with the current achievements?

The most disappointing thing about that kid is still his incorrigible character. ”

"Cowardly, soft-hearted, unenterprising, and timid...... Feng Chuan looked out the window and said lightly: "He is just a wreck." ”

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

At this moment, a crisp copper bell sounded on the street outside the window, and Feng Chuan looked down, and it turned out to be a little Taoist priest leading an ugly donkey passing by on the street.

The little Taoist priest seemed to feel something, and looked upstairs with a smile, and glanced at Feng Chuan.

Feng Chuan muttered, "Why is this little Taoist so familiar?"

But the copper bell became smaller and smaller, as if it was getting farther and farther away from him, he stopped thinking about it, came back to his senses and looked at Lin Zhixiao, and then followed the words just now, and said: "In short, it is impossible for me to believe Li Qingyun. ”

"Boom!!" there was a loud bang downstairs.

Immediately followed by three loud bangs, "boom, boom, boom!", accompanied by loud noises, the whole restaurant also had three heart-palpitating vibrations.

"What's going on!" Feng Chuan couldn't stay calm anymore, and almost rushed out like a madman.

When I ran to the first and second floors, I found that the restaurant that was originally luxuriously decorated had been dismantled into wooden planks one by one, except for the pillars that remained stable, and it was full of devastation!

"My restaurant!!Who did it!!" Feng Chuan's eyes were cracked.

At this time, a faint voice came from the door: "Me." ”

"You!" Feng Chuan looked for prestige, it was the person who looked like the little Taoist just now.

"Who are you!?"

"Who am I?" Li Qingyun sneered: "The one who came to bully you." ”

Before the words fell, Li Qingyun rushed straight over with a gust of wind.

Feng Chuan turned sideways, flashed to the side, avoided Li Qingyun's attack, and said, "Little Taoist, dare to ......spread this ability."

"Bang!" Li Qingyun punched on the stairs on the third floor...... The staircase on the third floor also collapsed.

"Don't get me wrong, that punch was just to tear down your stairs. Li Qingyun smiled: "Demolish your restaurant, and then clean you up later." ”

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......" Li Qingyun pinched the trick and struck out more than a dozen gangfeng, and in a blink of an eye, he demolished the third and fourth floors, and everything.

On the first to fourth floors of the Zuixian Building, except for the pillars, even the floor slabs have been demolished and become a tattered building shelf.

At this time, there are also a lot of pedestrians who came to see the excitement at the door of the restaurant, and the drunken fairy building is also the number one restaurant in the Shuangliu City row, today's situation, it is obvious that the boss provoked the enemy and came to seek revenge, but I don't know where this enemy is sacred?

Li Qingyun, who finished demolishing the restaurant, smiled at Feng Chuan.

Feng Chuan's eyes were red, his body trembled slightly, and he couldn't say a word, this little Taoist priest didn't know him, but he came up indiscriminately and demolished his restaurant.

And this person's ability to control spiritual power has reached the level of spiritual power release, and Feng Chuan is by no means an opponent.

This feeling of being ridden on his head and being powerless was the most devastating, and humiliation and powerlessness filled his mind.

Feng Chuan roared: "What kind of grudge do I, Feng Chuan, have against you to let you treat me like this?"

is still a faint, indifferent voice: "There is no grudge, I am here to bully you." ”

The crowd outside the door was also talking at this time:

"Is it possible to make this trail...... Is it true that the Taoist has nothing to find fault with?"

"It's not like it is. ”

"Then why is this man so excessive?"

"Could it be that the king's shopkeeper really has a grudge against others?"

"Don't you know, back then, the shopkeeper Wang had a lot of trouble with the Qingshan Sect......