"Lock Demon Tower?" Qin Ya, who had already turned around, heard these three words, but her movements stopped, and she looked at Jia Jia for a while, and suddenly smiled, "Come in and talk." ”

"Yes, Master. Jia Jia replied and followed Qin Ya into the Law Enforcement Hall.

After Qin Ya sat down, Jia Jia came one by one: "Go back to Master,...... The disciple woke up in a panic and saw two demon cultivators entering the teleportation array. Originally, the disciple thought that he didn't know the way forward, so he was cautious, and he didn't plan to follow him. Unexpectedly, the phenomenon of the Ten Thousand Beasts Plain was repeated, and the disciples really couldn't jump into the teleportation array together, and they didn't think that the place where the teleportation reached was the sixth floor of the Lock Demon Tower," Jia Jia paused, feeling that it was okay to return to the section of the Flood Wilderness without mentioning it, so she passed by, so she continued, "The disciple was lucky to have some understanding and formed a golden pill." But he strayed into the teleportation array on the seventh floor of the lock demon tower, and happened to see that the two demon cultivators seemed to want to release the demon beast on the top of the seven-layer lock demon tower, and the disciple took a look at the two of them, and the two of them didn't say a word, so they wanted to take the disciple's life, but the disciple couldn't, and he committed murder after the worst. ”

Qin Ya waited quietly for Jia Jia to finish speaking, and when Jia Jia said the Seven-Layer Lock Demon Tower, her eyebrows wrinkled inadvertently, but she didn't interrupt her, nor did she mention the two demon cultivators, but just asked Jia Jia: "Did you see the demon beast on the Seven-Layer Lock Demon Tower?"

Jia Jia was stunned for a moment, and replied truthfully: "Yes, very fierce." ”

"Oh, fierce. Qin Ya glanced at Jia Jia, but it was rare to reach out and rub her head, "Okay, I know." I don't have to take this matter to heart, I have my own decision, go back and rest. ”

"Yes. After telling the truth, Jia Jia only felt relieved, and the smile on her face was a little more.

The Xuan Ling in the dantian lightly "cut". She didn't care, either.

A few days later. The patrol squad matched the platoon. Jia Jia took the time to take the task card and glanced at it, but the whole person was a little incredulous.

Thinking that there were so many monks in her generation, how could it be so coincidental that she ran into the original trace, and she didn't believe that it was just a coincidence.

The patrol was scheduled for two days later, which was too hasty. It would be a bit troublesome to ask for a change of team members now. Jia Jia sighed and accepted the sign for the time being.

Two days passed in a flash, and early in the morning, Jia Jia passed by the Law Enforcement Hall, and saw the original traces of a smug face, waiting for her there.

Seeing Jia Jia coming, he raised his eyebrows excitedly: "Oh, Uncle Lian, I didn't expect it to be so coincidental that he actually called us two in a group." I'll just say it. The people of the Law Enforcement Hall have a vision, and they can see that you and I will be invincible in the world when we work together. Hahaha!"

Jia Jia looked around, and saw that there was no one, so when the original mark was laughing, he suddenly made a move, grabbed the neck of the original trace, and used his fingertips hard: "You tell me honestly, what the hell did you do?"

"Hey, hey, hey, let go!" The original trace was proud, might as well Jia Jia suddenly made a move, and couldn't struggle for a while, and at first gritted his teeth and didn't want to say, but he was deflated after a while: "Okay, okay, I said I'll say." Isn't it enough to have a spirit stone, don't you just match it, it just so happened that Uncle Shi didn't ask for anything, so you and I were in a group. After explaining, Jia Jia's hand was loosened, and the original scar was defenseless, and the whole person fell to the ground "poof", causing a faint pain in the original scar's buttocks.

Jia Jia glanced at the original trace, she really underestimated the original trace, she really didn't expect that he would actually use spirit stones to do things. At this point, Jia Jia is not a hypocritical person, and she will never ask for any separation from the original trace. Without saying a word, he drove the flying sword down Kunlun and headed towards Mingding City.

The original trace stood up and followed, driving the flying sword to follow, and shouting, "Uncle Lian, wait for me!"

When I arrived at Mingding City, I saw the expressionless Mingguang real person standing on the city gate at a glance, and the Jia Jia and the original traces fell to the ground one after another. Mingguang Zhenren, who sighed with a sigh on his face, saw Jia Jia, and his expressionless face immediately became bitter, which showed that he still remembered the matter of "thunder in the sky" in his heart, but because of Qin Ya, he didn't dare to be presumptuous. "You're here, let's tell you why I've stepped up patrolling the monks recently." ”

In Mingguang Zhenren's explanation, the two of them realized, it turned out that a few days ago, they didn't know which Imperial Flying Sword, the poor and crazy Zhuji monk flew low in Mingding City, and saw the mortals passing by the roadside, brocade clothes, and bags full of spiritual stones, and suddenly their hearts were itching, and they said in their hearts: I am so loved by God, and the monk with spiritual roots is so poor, but this mortal is so rich, it is really unfair? Pity the mortal man's hard-earned savings for a lifetime were taken away by this person, but no matter how everyone gritted their teeth and scolded, they were powerless, so they couldn't help this person.

The mortal who lost the package was so sad that he went to the City Lord's Mansion to report the case, originally this matter should have belonged to the City Lord's Mansion, and the City Lord's Mansion naturally didn't say a word, and dispatched personnel to help search for this poor and crazy foundation building monk.

In the end, it was Mingding City under the control of Kunlun, and the city organizer was quite neat, and two hours later, a list was posted everywhere in Mingding City, truthfully stating the reason, and asking the perpetrator to contact the city lord's mansion.

Things have developed so far that it is quite normal, but the speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart. There were too many poor and crazy monks who followed suit when they saw this.

For a while, such things emerged in an endless stream, all kinds of flying magic weapons and flying swords were snatched up, and at this moment, the city lord of Mingding City urgently ordered the Treasure Refining Pavilion and other places not to sell flying magic weapons and flying swords, and once discovered, they would all be punished as accomplices, and the Mingding City Water Prison would be locked up for six months.

However, on the surface, there is no business, and there is a black market. The prices of flying magic weapons and flying swords remained high, and the city lord led people to pay for several black market auctions, but the number of people still remained unabated.

And these moths of the cultivation realm who acted in the wind and bent their bodies in the gallop to escape at high speed, because the first one was driving a flying sword, and later, no matter what kind of flying magic weapons those monks controlled, they were all collectively referred to as the "Flying Sword Party".

All of a sudden, the Flying Sword Party was rampant in the streets and alleys of Mingding City, and Kunlun urgently sent more people to patrol the mountain.

After explaining the reason, Mingguang Zhenren waved his hand: "Let's go, I'll wait for the patrol!"

The voice fell, and the most positive original trace rushed out of the arc without saying a word, Jia Jia looked at the slow Mingguang real person who followed behind the original trace and flew out of the lun, and when he had to go out for a while, when Jia Jia looked back again, he saw Mingguang real person yawning and following behind.

Jia Jia twitched the corner of her mouth: one is too positive, the other is an old fritter, I really don't know whose arrangement.

The most positive original trace flew the fastest, not to mention, and looked around, but saw that he didn't fly out for a long time, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Don't fight in Mingding City!" Before the words fell, he took the flying sword.

"Original trace, we are here to manage the 'Flying Sword Party', not to manage the fight, the fight has its own monk who takes over the task of managing the order of the city. Jia Jia frowned and snorted.

The original traces that had long been gearing up quickly forgot about Jia Jia, and rushed up and shouted: "Dare to fight in Mingding City, eat the sword of the master!"

Jia Jia screamed with a headache, and turned around to find Mingguang Zhenren for help, but suddenly found that he was missing. took a messenger and Mingguang, Jia Jia glanced at the original traces in the pile, and estimated that he would not be able to leave for a while, so he followed the messenger to find Mingguang first.

This search found the teahouse on the next street, looking at the sudden appearance of Jiajia, Mingguang Zhenren was not surprised at all, waved his hand, and shouted quite generously: "Sit, the old man invites you to tea today." ”

Jia Jia silently: This, who are these people?

When he was looking at Mingguang, he suddenly heard a shout outside: "Flying Sword Party, come on!"

Jia Jia rolled over and jumped out of the window, following the man's shout. But no, a foundation building monk who was stepping on a flying magic weapon came towards this side with a fierce face, and he was about to run away. Jia Jia reached out and took out the bladeless sword, and threw it in the direction of the monk, "poof", the bladeless sword passed through the shoulder of the monk and returned to the hand of the monk, it was such a stagnant, but in the blink of an eye, Jia Jia had already walked to the man's side, grabbed the man, and led the monk with a face full of chagrin towards the source of the shout.

Back and forth, his skills were clean and neat, and the mortals and low-level monks around him applauded. Hearing the cheers, Mingguang Zhenren leaned out of the window, happened to see Jia Jia with a serious face, and sighed: "This tea can't be drunk, sure enough, the young man's motivation is big, this first seat is really, I didn't call the old man to join in the fun." ”

Although he complained, Mingguang Zhenren still walked out of the teahouse and followed behind Jia Jia.

He grabbed the "Flying Sword Party" in his hand, returned the package, and waited for the mortal to thank him again and again. Jia Jia frowned at this time, and looked at the five or six monks who practiced qi at the thirteenth level on the side, with a circle of task belts around their waists, and at first glance they were the deacons of the city management of Mingding City. Seeing this, Jia Jia couldn't help but speak: "Why don't you make a move?" It's just a 'Flying Sword Party' who has just built a foundation, can't you stop him when you wait for a few people to go together?"

Mingguang Zhenren laughed again when he heard this, and patted Jia Jia's shoulder: "Young people are really young people, don't ask!"

Jia Jia looked at Mingguang Zhenren in confusion: "What do Mingguang Zhenren mean by this?"

Mingguang only shook his head with a smile, and said again and again: "No matter how good your cultivation talent is, how tender is it, you would ask such a stupid thing? The old man won't answer you, so ask a few of them if they are willing to answer you!"

Jia Jia frowned, I really didn't know what was funny, I could make Mingguang Zhenren laugh like this, but he looked at the five or six monks who practiced Qi at the thirteenth level very obediently, waiting for their answers. (To be continued......)