And now, with or without intentions, the Chenghuang Yin Division has been shattered, and it is a good time to occupy it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBy that time, it will be possible to gradually arrange the Nine Dragons Lock Heavenly Heart Bureau!

And once the Nine Dragons lock the Heavenly Heart Great Array, the land of the river is enough to form a heaven and earth by itself, isolate the loss of spiritual energy, and revive the two realms of immortals...... More importantly, it is possible to plan for the future......

Thinking like this, his body moved, and he had already left the ghost realm, and his spirit had returned.

On Yin Yang Mountain, the Great Prime Minister had already returned, but after hearing about Tang Changsheng's return, he hurried back from Xiajiang.

Tang Changsheng's spirit was put into the secret aperture, showing a hint of a smile, and greeted him.

The situation in the ghost domain was unexpectedly good, even beyond his own imagination, which made Tang Changsheng quite happy in his heart, and his mood naturally became extremely good.

The situation on the side of the Great Minister's side is not bad, since Tang Changsheng showed his thunderous means and killed all the upper and lower levels of the Double Dragon Society in one fell swoop, the entire Xiajiang was silent.

It also makes the prime minister do whatever he does in Xiajiang now, it is extremely smooth, and no one dares to make things difficult.

Therefore, when I see this prime minister again at this moment, I will see a red face full of red light and high spirits. Obviously, this period of time is quite comfortable......

Not only did he buy the part of the Veda Temple, but now the construction has started.

On the contrary, during this period of time, the black and white roads of Xiajiang were extremely quiet. Don't say it's holy salt, and no one dares to touch other drugs......

For a time, Xiajiang City did not say that the roads were not left behind, and the houses were not closed at night, at least the crime rate was greatly reduced.

These things were told to Tang Changsheng one by one, and although Tang Changsheng didn't care much about these things now, he also asked in general.

As long as his ghost domain under the Yin Yang Mountain can be completely subdued, although the thousand ghost soldiers under his command are not enough to restore the General Temple to its heyday before the Great Tribulation, it is enough to dominate one side, and he will no longer be afraid of any danger!

That is, the hairy thief...... To put it mildly, in this world of the end of the law, how capable can the remnants of the long-haired thief be?

When the time comes, even if they all come to Yin Yang Mountain, they will have to walk around without eating.

With this kind of thought, Tang Changsheng didn't pay much attention to these things.

Instead, he began to prepare the equipment and magic weapons used to help Yuan Wu refine the ghost soldiers.

Tang Changsheng is used to doing these things, and it is not too difficult for him. However, this time it is not a sacrifice of one or two, but at least hundreds of sets of magic weapons used by ghost soldiers, and this project is much bigger.

Therefore, I think it is better to ask Wang Jinhai, the descendant of the King of Wonderful Hands, to help......

The most important thing is that the Miaoshou Wang family has its own unique skills, and the paper soldiers that are sacrificed are much more powerful than those sacrificed by others!

Two days later, Ha Giang Airport. Wang Jinhai, who was wearing a pair of cardigans and mille-feuille shoes, slowly walked down the ramp of the plane with three or four young people behind him.

"Uncle Shi, this is Xiajiang, what kind of Master Tang are you talking about, really that powerful?" asked a man in his thirties.

"Xiajiang is so remote here, even in this South Seas place, it is not famous. Where can there be any masters here?" said the other youngest girl, in a flirtatious tone.

"Don't talk nonsense," Wang Jinhai sank his face and scolded: "You people sit in the well and watch the sky, do you know what it means to be a master? I will take you out today, just to let you see the world, so that everyone thinks that Lao Tzu is the number one ...... in the world."

As he was talking, he saw that there were only a few cars parked on the airport runway, apparently coming to pick up people.

Being able to drive the car into the runway to pick up the airport, needless to say, is something that only the rich and powerful can do.

A few young people were puzzled when they saw a middle-aged man with a smile on his face: "This is Mr. Wang Jinhai, right? Chen Xiang, a disciple at the lower general's temple, came to pick up people on behalf of the head of the house! The head of the house was waiting on the Yin Yang Mountain, but he could not meet him from afar, so he asked Mr. Wang not to be surprised." ”

"Hmph, what a big shelf!" The girl was taught a lesson by Wang Jinhai just now, and she felt a little embarrassed, and she couldn't help but vent to Daxiang at this moment.

Daxiang Chengfu was deep, but he only smiled slightly, as if he hadn't heard it at all, and asked politely, "Who are these young talents?"

Wang Jinhai glared at the girl fiercely, and then smiled: "It turned out to be Master Chen, and he has admired his name for a long time." These few unsuccessful things are my juniors, I have never seen the world, I don't know how thick the sky is, this time I am here to take them to see the world!"

said, introduce to Tang Changsheng. The girl was his granddaughter, named Wang Lele. There is also a cousin of Wang Lele, named Wang Xiaohao......

The man in his thirties who spoke first was a disciple of Wang Jinhai, but his name was Ji Wenxuan.

This time, Tang Changsheng had too much equipment to refine the Yin Soldiers. Wang Jinhai was ready to feel too hard alone, and he wanted his junior disciples to get closer to moral people like Tang Changsheng, so he brought these assistants to come.

The prime minister's eyes flashed, and he asked with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Wang's son, Wang Zhifei, is a famous director of my great Chu. He has filmed films such as the burning of Red Lotus Temple and the Longmen Inn...... I don't know ...... these people."

That Wang Lele pouted: "That's my dad!"

"It turned out to be the son-in-law of Director Wang Da, no wonder!" Da Xiang smiled slightly.

Wang Lele showed a hint of pride, from childhood to adulthood, as long as everyone mentioned the name of his father Wang Zhifei, they had to show respect, which made Wang Lele have long been used to it.

"Unfilial sons don't do their jobs, they run to make movies. Wang Jinhai shook his head and sighed: "If it weren't for that, my Wang family's ancestral business would not be closed......"

Even so, there is still a hint of pride after all. After all, Wang Zhifei is one of the top directors in Da Chu, and with Da Chu's strong national strength and cultural export policy, Da Chu's film industry is popular all over the world.

In addition to the blockade of Dachu by the Beimi Film Market, it is difficult to distribute it on a large scale. Other Dachu movies can be said to occupy markets all over the world, and Wang Zhifei is also a genuine world-class director.

It is said that this great director once won a medal personally awarded by the Emperor of Great Chu for his contributions to cultural causes.

Therefore, for this son who has long been a strong grandfather, although Wang Jinhai is dissatisfied, there is indescribable pride in his tone.

"My old gentleman, ladies and gentlemen, please...... It's a pity that Director Wang didn't come, and the head of my family actually loves to watch Director Wang's movies the most......" (To be continued.) )