Just as the disciples of the Black Rock Sect began to act, a monk from the Purple Smoke Pavilion came to the front of an immortal mountain called "Forget Xuanmen".

"This should be it!"

After muttering a word to himself, the monk punched out a jade slip towards the top of the immortal mountain.

After half a pillar of incense, I saw a black-robed monk flying down from the immortal mountain with seven or eight blue-robed disciples.

"Hehe, it turns out that the steward of the Purple Smoke Pavilion has come to visit my Xuanmen, a warm welcome, a warm welcome!"

Before he arrived, the voice of the black-robed monk was already heard from afar.

"Wang Xuan is polite!"

The steward of the Purple Smoke Pavilion glanced at the visitor lightly, and then slowly spoke, and the meaning of the shelf was very obvious.

Wang Xuan, the head of the Forgotten Xuanmen, is a monk in the middle of the sainthood,

For so many years, the Wangxuanmen he established has always regarded the Purple Smoke Pavilion as a big brother and listened to them in everything.

The most important thing is that the Forget Xuanmen usually does some things to capture the monks who have no power, and then sells them to the Purple Smoke Pavilion in exchange for immortal jade.

That's why Wang Xuan was so respectful to the steward of the Purple Smoke Pavilion.

In Chu Xu, generally only saints can establish sects, and the disciples are all sub-saints and other unpopular existences, but such sects are small and can not be small.

The slightly larger ones are the sects founded by monks in the middle of the sage, and there are more disciples in the sect, so it is more convenient for such a sect to walk in Chu Xuan Immortal City.

Of course, sects or families like the Mo family, the Ling family, the Purple Smoke Pavilion, and so on, which have Hedao-level saints in charge, are all top-notch in Chuxu, and not all sects can do their thing.

Putting them aside, if there are a few saint-level peak-level monks in the sect, they are already the existence of a great sect.

Obviously, this Forgotten Xuanmen is just an ordinary small sect that can no longer be ordinary.

"Steward Zhang, please inside~!"

After a moment, Wang Xuan came to the front of the steward, and hurriedly bowed down to greet the person on the immortal mountain where the Xuanmen Gate was located.

Entering the main hall, the steward of the Purple Smoke Pavilion sat unceremoniously on the main seat,

Sect Leader Wang Xuan and the elders sat down with smiles on their faces.

"Steward Zhang, I don't know you're here this time?" Wang Xuan said cautiously.

This is his gold master, he can't afford to provoke it, so he can only follow the temperament of the gold owner.

"The pavilion master has an order, ordering you to go to the Black Rock Sect!"

Steward Zhang didn't seem to want to stay in this place for long, and he bluntly stated the purpose of the trip.

"Go to the Black Rock Sect, what are you going to do there, a bunch of cripples!" Wang Xuan's eyes showed a look of incomprehension.

The Black Rock Sect is not very far from the Forgotten Xuanmen, and for many years, they know exactly what the situation of the Black Rock Sect is.

"The pavilion master hopes that there will be no grass left, understand?" Steward Zhang's eyes flashed with a gloomy color,

This time, the escape of the Celestial Immortal brought him a lot of trouble, so this Celestial Immortal called Leng Yan must die.

"Not a single piece of grass?"

At first glance, Wang Xuan's heart suddenly chuckled,

"Steward Zhang, although it is said that the Black Rock Sect is a group of cripples, but that old man of Black Rock is a difficult character to mess with, in case he goes crazy..... besides, I am not the opponent of that old man of Black Rock!"

After the shock, Wang Xuan did not accept the task.

"Don't worry, the old man of Heiyan has already gone out now, and now in addition to the new master of the Black Rock Sect, there are only those original disciples left, can't you even handle these people?"

"The pavilion master said that if Heiyan returns one day, it has nothing to do with you, and he will come forward to completely solve that old man!"

Steward Zhang saw through Wang Xuan's mind at a glance.

"And it's not like you're going to run for nothing, after the matter is completed, in the future, all the monks who want the Xuanmen to sell into the Purple Smoke Pavilion will be one percent more expensive than other sects!"

"The old man is not here, Gui Yicheng, the pavilion master will solve it personally?" Wang Xuan muttered to himself.

"Of course, if your sect doesn't accept it, I will report it to the pavilion master in its original form, and what kind of consequences will there be in the end, I think the head of the Wang family must know. ”

Steward Zhang is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he first gave some sweet dates, and then a big stick.

Wang Xuan is just a monk in the middle of a saint, and even the cultivation of this Steward Zhang is vaguely higher than him.

After two sentences, where could he parry, he had to nod and agree.

"Okay, it's best to solve this matter within three days, the pavilion master has been very irritable lately and needs to hear some good news, understand?"

Steward Zhang saw that Wang Xuan had already agreed, so he got up directly.

"Yes, yes, Lord Steward, I will definitely handle this matter properly, and I will never let the Pavilion Master..."

Wang Xuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead,

As a result, when he looked up, he found that there was no manager Zhang in the hall.

Whew! Seeing that Steward Zhang had left, Wang Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Boss, will there be anything wrong with this matter?"

At this time, an elder next to him whispered.

Forget Xuanmen is actually really not big, in addition to Wang Xuan, who is a monk in the middle stage of a saint, there are more than a dozen elders in the early stage of a saint,

The rest of the disciples are all Yasheng and Da Luo, and Chu Xu, who is everywhere in this saint, can't move to the stage at all.

"It's not just greasy, this is to push us into the fire pit!" Wang Xuan's eyes flashed a trace of unwillingness.

Fang Cai Steward Zhang said lightly, what Heiyan came back The pavilion master will deal with,

But this sentence has been said for I don't know how many years, and Heiyan still goes his own way, and he has never seen the Pavilion Master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion make a move.

"What should I do then? I have already promised Steward Zhang just now...."

The other elder's face was full of worry, and they couldn't afford to mess with it now.

"Don't worry, let's send some disciples to the Black Rock Sect to find out the situation first, if the old man Black Rock is here, we just have an excuse, if the old man Black Rock is not there, let those disciples kill a few of them, and deal with it." ”

After a moment of silence, Wang Xuan said his thoughts.

In short, neither side can be provoked, neither can be offended to death.

As everyone knows, when the Xuanmen Forgetting Gate was eyeing the Black Rock Sect,

In the Mo family, a young man's face was full of resentment, and with him were seven or eight Mo family elders.

"No news at all!" the young man slammed the bookcase.

"Grand Prince, there are no effective clues so far, and the clothes thief seems to have disappeared out of thin air....... "The elder next to him replied.

"Damn, who the hell is he, why can't he get along with my Mo family!" the more the young man thought about it, the more angry he became.

The head of the house gave him a time limit to find the thief who stole the eldest lady's clothes.

Now that the time is almost up, but I don't have a clue, what if the head of the family blames it again?

"Childe, there's no way, if you really can't do it, find a scapegoat!"

At this time, an elder of the Mo family spoke.

(End of chapter)