Under the leadership of the three elders of the Hongzheng Palace, the cultivators flew through the sky, and the momentum was amazing, which made the scattered cultivators who saw it frightened, and they all guessed the reason, and countless pairs of eyes paid close attention to the disciples of the Sword Sect.

"Could it be that somewhere has an amazing treasure been discovered?"

"It shouldn't be, if you find a treasure, there's no need to dispatch so many fugue disciples!"

"I think it may be a second-grade sect that committed a heinous crime and caused the Immortal Lotus Sword Sect monks to go on the expedition, this time, I don't know how many heads fell to the ground, and how many people died!" someone shook his head and sighed, looking compassionate.

The scope of the Sword Sect's governance is extremely wide, and under the rule of the Sword Sect, there are many secular kingdoms and many small sects, and the small sects are divided into one to nine grades.

The second-grade sect is the sect where the Dharma monk is in charge.

The disciples of the Sword Sect have strong spirits and vigorous qi and blood, and they have suppressed many scattered cultivators along the way.

After passing through the spatial passages of several cities, five days later, the vast team arrived at Wenxi Mountain, where they were divided into regions, assigned tasks, and explained the details of the assignment and the scope of rights when performing the task.

All the disciples are scattered in all directions, with Wenxi Mountain as the center, forming a vast net covering a radius of thousands of miles.

Xiao Qi, Shi Yu, Wang Ping, and Sun Yurong were assigned to Yishan City, the outer edge of the blockade circle, almost thousands of miles away from Wenxi Mountain.

The four of them were in charge of a five-hundred-mile-wide area, and their task was to expel suspicious loose cultivators in the territory and monitor the movements of the cultivators.

Five days later, we arrived at Yishan City.

This is a city inhabited by a large number of mortals, but it is not up to standard, this city has no Si Tianjian expatriate officials, and the city is bustling with activity as the New Year approaches.

On the outskirts of the city, there is a quiet green bamboo forest, this bamboo forest is backed by high mountains, it seems extremely quiet, there is a valley in the forest, and the valley is pink and willow green, not at all like winter.

Xiao Qiyi knew as soon as he saw that it was the place where the monks lived, and the four rays of light flew quickly towards the valley.

In the valley, in a forbidden attic, an auction is underway, and there are dozens of people, old and young.

An old man in a gray shirt was smiling and putting a shiny knife into his pocket.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the auction below is a wooden monkey puppet refined by Master Lin, there is a Nine Layers of Cultivation, it is the most suitable to buy it and take it to watch the family care courtyard, or to use it as a self-defense guard for the younger disciples under the sect!"

The auctioneer displays a lifelike little monkey puppet.

The cultivators began to bid for it, and one monk offered five hundred spirit stones to buy it.

"A fire-type Burning Sun Sword, from the Immortal Lotus Sword Sect's Burning Yang Peak, the work of a certain master of practicing weapons, a fire-based monk, holding this sword has greatly increased its strength, and the starting price is a thousand spirit stones"

Just when the auctioneer was praising the mystery of this Burning Sun Sword that pretended to come from the Burning Sun Peak, the large array guarding this place was suddenly attacked fiercely.

Rumble!

The auctioneer was stunned, his expression was calm, "Who dares to come to Cuizhu Villa to find death!"

Rumble!

The large array was broken, and the expression on the auctioneer's face disappeared and turned into consternation.

A young monk with extraordinary bearing entered proudly, the sword in his hand was sharp and shining.

"This fellow Daoist, who are you, and why did you attack my Cuizhu Villa?" the auctioneer looked at the sword in the other party's hand and asked with a look of jealousy.

The young man leaned to the side, ignored him, and said in a loud voice, "Senior Brother Xiao, please!"

Everyone saw a man and two women come in with their heads held high, and dozens of monks released their thoughts together.

Xiao Qi's expression was arrogant, and he slightly released the domineering aura of sword cultivation, and all the scattered cultivators who released their divine thoughts to test them snorted in unison, as if they had been pierced in the head by a steel needle, and everyone was shocked.

The auctioneer's eyes swept over Xiao Qi and the four of them, and saw that there was a white lotus with rusty gold edges on the robes of the four of them, his face turned pale, and he said, "It's a disciple of the inner sect of the Sword Sect!"

Xiao Qi's gaze was pressing, and he shot at the person in the main seat.

The look of the powerful man with Zitang face changed greatly, his face showed fear, overflowing with face, he opened an auction privately, and after many years of business tax evasion, a catastrophe came.

Being stared at by Xiao Qi's cold eyes, he forced himself to calm down, stood up, took a few steps forward, bent down and said:

"Cuizhu Villa, the owner of the big village, Song Qi, has seen Daoyou!"

Xiao Qi didn't answer him, and directly sat in the position of his master.

Shiyu had no experience in leaving the sect to perform tasks at all, and seeing Xiao Qi sit down, she found a feeling at this time, standing beside Xiao Qi obediently, just like a girl who listens to her call at any time.

But standing aside today, the mood is very different from the past.

Standing beside Gongzi today, following Gongzi Xiao Qi and receiving the frightened and respected eyes of others, there was a little smug in his heart.

Her eyes are like apricots, her waist is like willows, and her appearance is extremely beautiful.

Many casual cultivators saw her standing aside like a maidservant, and their hearts deepened their fear of Xiao Qiji, who was sitting with a big horse golden knife on the main seat.

The auctioneer hurriedly put away the fire-based long sword produced by the fake Lieyang Peak, and his heart was like fifteen buckets up and down.

"Dare to ask a few Dao brothers of the Sword Sect, do you have any advice here, do you want to serve in the next place?" Song Qi bowed, and his attitude towards Xiao Qi was extremely respectful.

Xiao Qi said lightly: "Senior Brother Wang, you tell them our intention!"

Wang Ping raised his voice and said:

"According to the order of the Immortal Lotus Sword Sect's Lieyang Peak, from today onwards, special control will be carried out, and when you receive the order, you will immediately pack your bags and leave here, with Wenxi Mountain as the center, within a radius of 10,000 miles, it will be classified as a forbidden land."

"Those who stay without reason will be killed, and those who go and return will be killed."

"You come and register your names and origins, and you are in groups of several people, supervising each other, and if one of you violates the order and sneaks back to the forbidden place, the rest of you will all be punished for the same crime."

After Song Qi was stunned for a moment, he found that he was not looking for himself to evade taxes, but he had mixed feelings and worries about giving up the family business that he had been operating for many years: "This Daoist brother, we are far away from Wenxi Mountain here, and there are thousands of miles!"

Wang Ping said: "Less than 10,000 miles, from Yishan City to 300 miles ahead of the range of 10,000 miles!"

Song Qi asked, "Then when can we come back?"

Wang Ping: "I don't know about this, you can only come back after the peak master's order!"

A young man stood up and shouted, "Why do you make us obediently abandon our family business and deceive people too much!"

When the young man stopped drinking, several people beside him changed color, and they got up again and again, like a god avoiding the plague.

Wang Ping sneered, without words, the sword in his hand roared out, with the sound of angry roar, this sword was usually loose in Xiao Qi's eyes, but it was much stronger than the scattered cultivation method.

The scattered cultivators only watched as a flaming sword tore through, and the terrible light engulfed the young man, who did not know whether he was alive or dead, and he screamed and burned to ashes in the raging flames.

Wang Ping was fortunate to be a guest in Miaoyun Xiaozhu a few times, and he was full of humility and respect in front of Xiao Qi, and suddenly, Wang Ping shot to kill, a ruthless look.

Shiyu, who hadn't seen much blood, was taken aback.

"Who else wouldn't want to go?" Xiao Qi asked.

"Let's go, let's go, we'll leave right away!" Song Qi hurriedly replied.