Practicing shijie is, after all, respecting the strong.

This soft-shelled turtle is the younger brother of Xi Qian. Now, it has the position of this patrol wing again.

It seems that among the various factions of this Yantai Pavilion, this Qian committee is a faction. It's starting to get the upper hand.

Billica's thoughts were racing, and in the blink of an eye, he had a plan.

This soft-shelled turtle is worth befriending.

The smile on his face suddenly seemed like a chūn wind, and he praised the soft-shelled turtle: "Brother soft-shelled turtle, I have such magical powers, I am only humiliating myself if I continue to fight." ”

Although he lost one game, he was injured a little.

That's nothing.

The soft-shelled turtle saw the other party carrying the sedan chair, and his heart was very happy, "Where, where is it, Brother Billica's thunder method is amazing."

If I continue to fight, I will suffer a big loss. ”

The soft-shelled turtle has been walking in the cultivation world for a long time, how can you not understand the truth of this sedan chair carrying people?

Seeing that the other party is so interested, how can he not be with one or two?

People went back and forth, and the more lively the conversation became.

However, the Yang City of the Thundercloud Palace, with a face of immortal wind bones, suddenly did not look good.

It's just that Yang Cheng is only a deputy courtyard master in the left courtyard of Thundercloud Palace.

In the Thundercloud Palace, the factions are complicated.

Seeing that Billica and Commissar Qian's younger brother had a great tendency to shake hands and talk happily, but now that everyone is a family in the organization of Yantai Pavilion, they can't find any reason to reprimand.

How not to make Yangcheng feel depressed.

The seven-member arbitration committee Zuihou decides, the patrol wing, the soft-shelled turtle as the captain, and the other six candidates. All are vice-captains.

Seven members of the Arbitration Committee put forward the candidates. There's something for everyone.

It's also a balancing act.

At the end of the sword debate, the people around the sword platform gradually dispersed.

Another burst of sword light flew like rain, scattering towards the surroundings.

But two more sword lights flew towards the tower in the air.

Far away, the members of the newly formed patrol wing greeted them.

Hula, and the comers are surrounded in the air!

The sword light is like a mountain, and the evil spirit is soaring.

Hundreds of shouts shouted at the same time: "zhanzhu!

Two sword lights were in the air, showing two figures, one of whom was a fat green-robed Taoist priest. He was about thirty years old.

One person has yellow and black eyes. At first glance, I knew that it was a loose cultivation, with a pair of black eyes. But with unspeakable cunning.

"Qingyimen's?"

Several members of the patrol wing at the head were shocked when they looked at the marks on the fat blue-robed Taoist robe.

Although Qingyimen has little influence here. But. In today's Yang Xing, Qingyimen, after all, is a big faction with a number.

The attitude of the leading members of the patrol wing was suddenly much more polite.

The freshly baked patrol wing captain soft-shelled turtle took a look. Angry on the spot!

In addition, the soft-shelled turtle is quite clear about the grievances and grievances between Commander Qian and Qingyimen back then.

As soon as the soft-shelled turtle lifted its footsteps, the person had turned into a bloody light and came to the two people.

It was a loud shout: "What about Qingyimen?"

This is the territory of Yantai Pavilion!

Those who trespass on the forbidden land will be killed!

If you don't fear the enemy, you will not be forgiven!"

The soft-shelled turtle's screaming sound was murderous.

Let the surrounding patrol members have an episode at the same time!

As soon as this new official took office, the first order carried a strong smell of blood!

A smile appeared on the corner of Commander Qian's mouth.

The soft-shelled turtle said well.

What about Qingyimen, now this is the territory of Yantai Pavilion, Qingyimen is here, and it is honest for me!

"Hey, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, I and your Qian Xi Committee members were the same people back then

The fat green-robed Taoist priest shook his hand again and again.

Shout out loud from the mouth!

When Qian Xi heard this, he was slightly displeased in his heart.

The experience in Qingyimen back then was really an unpleasant past.

In the opinion of the commander of the money. The head of Tsing Yi Sect, Jiao Long Dao, is simply a standard person.

For Master Qian Xi Haode, he was wronged, and then he was killed by the Iron Plate Daoist, and there was no monk from Qingyimen to save him.

Even for those fellow disciples back then. I don't have much affection.

However, after all, he is now a member of the committee.

Someone shouted that it was his former rì with the same door, and it was not good to give the face too much.

Money seat. For this member of the Yantai Pavilion, he still attaches great importance to it.

Compared with the leader of Peach Blossom Valley, in addition to fighting in the land of birth and death, he has no other rights to the "leader" position, this member of the Yantai Pavilion. It's much more affordable.

Qian Xi raised his hair

The members of the patrol wing are newly formed. But. For this gesture that highlights the prestige of the Qian Xi Committee. But it's very interesting.

Boom. Just make a straight passage in the air.

"You're one by one..."

Commander Qian looked at the fat monk in front of him, and the other party's eyes were full of smiles.

Only one of his former classmates was a fat man.

The mature face in front of him and the chubby green face of the year suddenly overlapped.

"Smoke?"

The fat monk's face was overjoyed.

"Old Qian, Mr. Xi, it's a great honor to remember me. ”

Commander Qian smiled.

After so many years, I look the same as before, and I am still as young.

This smoky appearance is much more mature.

It seems that this little fat man has entered the foundation building period. It took a while.

"It's really rare that you and I can still see each other after so many years.

Your cultivation has reached the peak of foundation building, and it's not bad. ”

Commander Qian said lightly, not bad, four words, just like the elders talking to the juniors.

Mi Yan's heart was suddenly filled with bitterness by these four words.

Elder Bent heard that it was the horn of the Jindan Seven Ranks, and he was bombarded and killed by a few of you.

I'm afraid that my cultivation of building the base peak is not worthy of a little finger of yours, and I am afraid that it will be gray immediately.

Listening to the tone of Commander Qian, there was a gloom in his heart, and the Qian Xi Committee member in front of him suddenly became like a mountain.

Zigong's next words turned out to be indescribable.

"What's the matter, just say. ”

Commander Qian is still relatively polite on the surface.

This smoke, in Qingyimen, was quite polite to himself.

At this time, although you are ambitious, you should treat it with a polite attitude......

Of course, there is something wrong with the smoke, and this matter must not be said in public.

"I'm about to condense the golden pill, but when I condense the golden pill, the calamity is sad, and I don't know where there is a safe place. It's good to be able to avoid catastrophe. ”

As soon as Miyan's words came out, Commander Qian was greatly surprised.

Are you kidding. If you want to avoid the catastrophe when you get dan in the day, inside the Qingyimen Mountain Gate, isn't it the most haode place?

The people who condense the golden pill in the Qingyi Gate generally spend the calamity within the Qingyi Gate Mountain Gate.

The large array of Qingyimen Mountain Gate is tightly protected, and there are many same doors in the door.

It does not stop at the Qingyi Gate. Inside the door, isn't it stupid!

"Isn't it good to survive the calamity within the Qingyimen Mountain Gate?"

Committee member Xi asked rhetorically, and his smoky eyes twitched twice.

Laughed dryly: "This, this place is too far away from Qingyi Gate."

This "one does not bother. Farewell occupied.

Mi Yan gave a salute to Qian Xi.

In Qian Xi's surprised gaze, and the yellow and black eyes next to him. One glance at the cunning monk set up a retreat, and disappeared into the sky.

"Old Qian, is this your former classmate?

I think they must have something to do with you. ”

The gathered patrolmen dispersed.

The soft-shelled turtle came up and said to Qian Xi.

"Well, I think so too, but what if there is something weishenme not to say?"

Commander Qian groaned, but raised his eyebrows in the blink of an eye.

"I'm going to go into retreat to digest those gray crystals, and if he asks me for anything, I'll wait until I come out of retreat.

If it's not difficult, help him, it's a matter of not worrying. ”

Now his top priority is to refine all those gray crystals that have been piled up in the Divine Mansion.

Remove the soul of the ghost, the prohibitions that were placed on the gray crystal.

Only by eliminating these hidden dangers as soon as possible and expanding his divine mansion can Commander Qian feel at ease.

Around the Xizhuang Lunjian Terrace, a brand-new building stands tall, tall and magnificent, and the clouds are full of smoke.

The three big characters on it are "Yantai Pavilion." ”

This is the main station of Yantai Pavilion.

The members of the patrol wing, with soft-shelled turtles as the permanent station, are stationed here.

And seven members of the Yantai Pavilion Arbitration Committee.

But they rushed back to their respective defense areas, and in the defense areas, they chose the caves with abundant spiritual energy.

Among the seven factions of the Arbitration Commission, only the main stations of the Kuqa Snow Mountain Sword Sect, Changmen Mountain, and Danqingmen are within the jurisdiction of this Yantai Pavilion.

The other factions have only a few branches. Branches such as annexes are within the jurisdiction of this Yantai Pavilion.

Several arbitrators of the Thundercloud Palace, the Star Palace, the Heavenly Wolf Gate, and the Golden Sword Gate were all busy looking for a cave with abundant spiritual energy within the defense area under their jurisdiction. For your own cultivation.

Not to mention the construction of Yantai Pavilion here, it is in full swing everywhere.

Naturally, these building materials, and even the construction coolies, were provided by the numerous sects and small organizations that joined the Yantai Pavilion.

If some luxury materials can't be put together, it's like a mortal within a radius of thousands of miles!

Not to mention, in terms of luxury, the varieties of the mortal realm are even more complete than what these cultivators can provide.

The mortal realm has become the base of the behemoth of Yantai Pavilion.

In the air far away from Xizhuang Lunjian Tai, the yellow-eyed monk looked at Mi Yan with a complaining face: "You don't ask for help from that Qian Xi, you have such help." Wouldn't it take much less effort for us?"

Smoke shrugged his shoulders.

"Poolside, you don't know this, this money is lucky. Back then, there was a name, called the Golden Sword Poison Demon, where he passed, not a single inch of grass grows, and all the good things are harvested.

If we call him. Those objects. And our share?"

Unexpectedly. The yellow-eyed monk pouted: "Don't be afraid, take things, they are connected to my blood, as long as I am on the scene, others, but don't want to take them away."

The smoke is the annoyance in the heart, and you have the vessel of blood. Others can't collect it, but Lao Tzu doesn't!