Who said I practiced the exercises incorrectly?

Chapter 173 Is This the Dragon Slaying Sword?

As the words spread, the place fell silent for a moment.

Ning Yan looked at the yin-yang-haired warrior who spoke on the other side, and they were both startled at the same time.

To be honest, they never thought that a passerby would actually come forward.

In Ning Yan's opinion, if someone else had stepped forward, it would be fine, and it could probably be understood as excessive sympathy.

But didn’t this guy think about what happened to him before he spoke?
Or did he think that the other party had his own reasons for being in such a dangerous situation?

Thoughts kept turning in his mind as he walked out of the crowd and into the field.

"It seems that we still have many enthusiastic warriors in Fulong City."

Seeing the two of them, the Fifth Sword was immediately delighted:

"May I ask the names of the two warriors?"

"My name is Ning Yan."

"My name is Bai Xunhei."

"Brother Ning, Brother Bai, since you two are both ready to lend a hand, what is the amount?"

Ning Yan glanced at Bai Xunhei who was standing opposite him and said:
"Half for each of us is fine."

"Right on my mind."

The Fifth Sword smiled and said:
"Then I will consider it as borrowed from you two. Do I need to sign a receipt?"

"No!"

Ning Yan immediately said:

"This money is not lent to you, but to Peng Huasheng."

Bai Xunhei was slightly startled, then nodded and said:

"I think so too."

Peng Huasheng, whose face was covered in blood, heard this and said without further ado:
"Since you two are willing to lend me the money, then of course it has to be mine. I will write you a promissory note right now, and all the people in this city will bear witness. If I don't pay you back, I will make Jill impotent every day and die on the spot while practicing martial arts!"

After swearing an oath, he quickly borrowed ink and paper from people around him, wrote the IOU on the spot, and gave it to the three people respectively.

After receiving the gold handed over by Ning Yan and Bai Xunhei, Murong Jingqian's eyes narrowed into slits, and the smile on his face became more amiable.

He put away the gold and gold notes and said with a smile:
"Everyone, please don't think that I am deliberately blackmailing others. In fact, fifty thousand taels of gold is nothing to me. I am just teaching you a truth.

Fighting is fighting, making a fuss is making a fuss, but if you provoke someone you shouldn't provoke, you must pay the price. This is common sense in the world.

It means that this time you can meet a kind-hearted person like me who can resolve the conflict with money. Otherwise, let alone 500,000 taels, even if it is 500,000 taels, others will draw their swords in anger.

The pride in a warrior's heart is much more valuable than gold.

I hope you can learn from this and not cause any more trouble."

After saying this, he turned his head and looked at the people behind him, and gave the order:
"let's go."

Then, under the gaze of the onlookers, a convoy carrying all kinds of goods, protected by many peak violent warriors and those who have entered the realm of strength, slowly moved forward.

It was not until the team completely disappeared from sight that the yin-yang-haired warrior Bai Xunhei curled his lips and said:

"There's no need to make a fuss over a minor conflict. Everyone knows that Murong Laotao is obsessed with money. Even if you accidentally splash water on his shoes, he will come to you to claim compensation.

Over the years, due to various messy things, the amount of compensation he received may reach tens of millions of taels. Why should he open a chamber of commerce? He might as well just swagger around the streets all day long and find all kinds of excuses to claim compensation from others! "

"Brother Bai, what you said is wrong."

The Fifth Sword's young face showed a solemn expression:
"Let's not talk about other things. President Murong is a real master. It is only right that a low-level warrior who offends a master like him should be killed. I heard that in many outer cities, the ranks of warriors are extremely strict. Not to mention a head-on collision, even a verbal offense may result in a tragic death.

In comparison, the people in our Fulong City are relatively good-tempered.

Moreover, although the amount of compensation demanded by Chairman Murong is large, he has his own set of standards and will not ask for too much easily. Otherwise, Tianxiahui would not have been able to thrive under his leadership and even surpass the Wanfa Pavilion next door."

Ning Yan slowly withdrew his gaze at this time, and asked in surprise:

"I saw that there were at least six strong players in the team just now. Is the Tianxia Association so powerful?"

"of course."

Bai Xunhei glanced at Ning Yan and said with a smile:

"My brother Guan Ning may have just arrived in Fulong not long ago, so he is not very familiar with the local situation.

We have a saying here about various forces, which is [One Saint, Two Superiors, Three Sects, and Four Factions].

The so-called One Saint, of course, refers to the local top sect, Jian Ji Sect.

The Two Supers are two major transcendent forces, Tianxiahui and Wanfa Pavilion.

Neither of them is a local force, and they generally do not get involved in local struggles, so they appear particularly detached.

In terms of pure strength, they are only slightly weaker than the Jianji Sect. Although there are few people inside, they are basically elites.

The weakest of the guards in the store is also the most powerful one. As for the most powerful ones, there are even more than twenty of them on display.

It is normal to have so many strong people, because they often need to travel for business. If their numbers are small and their strength is weak, they will not be able to keep the goods at all.

Sometimes, in order to transport some precious goods, even Murong Laotao himself had to escort the goods."

Ning Yan nodded, quite impressed.

Then he introduced the two senior brothers beside him to everyone present.

It was time for dinner, so everyone decided to have dinner at a nearby restaurant.

The bald warrior Peng Huasheng ordered a large table of dishes and was extremely grateful to Ning Yan and others.

After a round of chatting, Ning Yan also started talking:

"The reason I offered my help this time is not because I am a noble person, but because I just received instruction from a master of your sect not long ago and mastered a new sword technique. So when I saw his disciples suffering, I couldn't help but offer my help."

When Peng Huasheng heard this, he suddenly realized:

"The person you are talking about is carrying five different types of long swords?"

"Exactly."

"It seems that I am able to survive today thanks to Ruan Gongfeng."

"worship?"

"That's right. Ruan Gongsheng is a worshiper of our Baldhead Sect. He joined because he agreed with the philosophy of our Baldhead Sect. His status is second only to the Sect Leader. Normally, we won't bother him unless something big happens.

Moreover, Ruan Gongfeng has also established his own sect in recent years, which is said to be called Juedao Sect, specializing in the practice of swordsmanship."

Hearing this, the Fifth Sword, whose face was red from drinking, sneered:

"I've heard of this guy. He's very arrogant. When he founded that damn Juedao Sect, he said that the sword was the most respected weapon in the world. Sooner or later, his swordsmen will trample all the swordsmen of our Jianji Sect under their feet.

He also doesn't think about how many years our Jian Ji Sect has been established and how many swordsmen we have who have reached the Jin level or above.

If the clan leader hadn't stopped him, his words alone would have attracted countless powerful swordsmen to come down the mountain, to chop off his sword and press his head against it to make him admit that the sword is not as good as the sword."

Wu Xuantian listened and nodded in response:

"From a passerby's perspective, this is indeed true. In the entire Fulong City, there may not be a weapon master who can compete with Jian Ji Sect in the field of weapons, let alone the establishment of a corresponding sect."

Peng Huasheng scratched his forehead casually, his expression somewhat awkward:

"I guess Ruan Gongfeng is just setting a goal. Swordsmen are generally quite arrogant."

The Fifth Sword snorted:

"We swordsmen are just as arrogant as knifemen."

At this time, the yin-yang-headed Bai Xunhei poured a glass of wine and said with a smile:

"You who hold weapons generally have more evil spirits. As the saying goes, when you have a sharp weapon, you will naturally have murderous intentions. This is the truth.

Like our Liushui Sect, we value tranquility and inaction, using softness to overcome hardness, and we are naturally calm and composed. "

"So you were so eager to hunt me down after your hair was shaved off just now?"

Peng Huasheng said with a strange look on his face.

With a "crack", the calm Bai Xunhei crushed the wine glass in his hand, veins on his forehead throbbing:
"Being quiet and doing nothing doesn't mean doing nothing. You've gotten me into trouble, so of course I have to give you a good beating!"

At this time, Ning Yan seemed to remember something and asked quickly:
"Brother Bai, since you are from Liushui Sect, have you ever heard of Yue Letang? No, should I say Li Yiyun?"

"Li Yiyun?"

Peng Huasheng frowned slightly.

He thought about it, then shook his head slowly and said:

"I haven't heard of this. Maybe it's because I have been in Liushui Sect for too short a time that I haven't heard of it."

Ning Yan was slightly disappointed.

It's normal if you think about it.

It has been at least forty or fifty years since Yue Letang left Liushui Sect. At that time, Bai Xunhei was probably not even born yet. Even if he joined Liushui Sect later, who would tell his fellow disciples about such a scandal that should not be spread to others?
"I have something to do recently and may have to visit your sect's leader Ji Dinghuang. I wonder what kind of person he is and what I should pay attention to when I meet him?"

"That might be a bit of a coincidence."

Peng Huasheng shook his head and said:

"Sect Master Ji led his men away from Fulong a few days ago and headed for the Shinra ruins. According to past practice, it will take at least a month for him to return. I'm afraid you won't be able to see him recently."

Ning Yan nodded, feeling slightly relieved.

He did take to heart the words that Yue Letang reminded him of before he left.

He didn't know what kind of person Ji Dinghuang was, what his personality was like, or whether he harbored any deep resentment towards Yue Letang.

If he has a violent temper that easily involves outsiders, it is better not to go over to visit him now to avoid unnecessary harm. You can wait until you have achieved some success before visiting him.

Now that the other party is not in the city, he can rest assured.

When he thought of this, he remembered the gift Yue Letang gave him before he left.

That thing is in the storage cabinet of Tianxiahui. It seems I have to find a chance to take it out later.

The legacy of a powerful warrior is quite exciting to think about.

At this time, Bai Xunhei looked at Peng Huasheng opposite him and warned him earnestly:
“We are all gathered here today because of you.

To be honest, if you hadn't shaved someone's head carelessly and been chased by someone, how could you have been in trouble? How could you have paid so much compensation?
When you are out in the world in the future, I advise you to do less evil things and don’t run to shave other people’s heads all the time.

This time you only met me, who has a better temper. If it were someone else, even if you successfully paid back Murong Laotao’s money, you would definitely be beaten to death now.”

Unexpectedly, when Peng Huasheng heard this warning, he shook his head like a rattle:
"I can pay you back, but I absolutely cannot not shave your head!"

Bai Xunheimeng's face darkened:
"You almost died because of shaving your head, did you know that?"

"Of course I know,"

Peng Huasheng said resolutely:
“Everyone is destined to die, but if one dies for practicing one’s ideals, then it can be considered a worthwhile death.

For me, shaving the heads of all living beings and making them refreshed, clean and hygienic is the belief that I will stick to even at the cost of my life.

If not, I could join another sect, why would I want to become a disciple of the Baldhead Sect?"

Looking at Peng Huasheng's determined expression, Bai Xunhei immediately started cursing:

"I think you just haven't suffered enough. You've lost such a large sum of money, but you're still so stubborn. Sooner or later, you're going to die from having your head shaved!"

Peng Huasheng stiffened his neck and said:

"That's my own free will!"

"Okay, okay! Since you are so determined, I would rather not have the ten thousand taels. I will definitely teach you a lesson today!"

Bai Xunhei slammed the table and stood up.

The Fifth Sword quickly advised:
"Alright, alright, there's no need to get angry, Brother Bai. He just said that. He will definitely correct it later."

"No! I will never correct it!"

Peng Huasheng immediately interrupted, his expression more determined than ever before:
"If you don't let me shave my head, I might as well die!"

The Fifth Sword's face froze, and he said helplessly:
"Why are you so persistent, Brother Peng?"

"Then would you be willing to throw away your sword?"

“Those two things are completely different.”

"What's the difference?"

"Practicing sword skills can make me stronger, so that I can better fight against the strong and help the weak to heal others. How can shaving heads compare to that?"

“Who says there’s no comparison?”

Peng Huasheng sneered:

“Although you are the fifth sword master of the Sword Extreme Sect, you are also known as the [weakest sword master of the Sword Extreme Sect], [the one who breaks things every day to apologize], [the one who will be robbed of his sword by people of the same level if he cannot slash five swords], and [the one who cries loudly when bitten by violent monsters].

You said you worked so hard on practicing sword skills, but what was the point in the end?

I might as well shave people’s heads.

At least my hands became faster and my razor became sharper as I shaved. Now, I can even shave the heads of several people of the same level in battle.

On the other hand, you have practiced sword for so many years, but now you can only use the sword to bully the Qi-Gathering and Qi-Burning people. Who can you beat?"

The fifth swordsman's face turned pale and he reached out to draw his sword.

Bai Xunhei hurriedly stopped him and advised:

"Fifth brother, fifth brother, don't be impulsive. Let's not bother with this bastard. He will die from shaving his head sooner or later. There's no need for you to do anything."

Bai Xunhei tried his best to persuade the Fifth Sword to stop.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside.

The riots intensified.

Then a loud shout suddenly rang out among the crowd:
"Futu Sect's Wu Erlang killed Gemini Elder Cao De on the spot. Now the twin leaders of Gemini are hunting Wu Erlang. The two major sects may be fighting!!"

Hearing this, the whole restaurant was shaken:

"Is Wu Erlang crazy? How dare he kill the Gemini Rujin?!"

"This is in the city, not outside the city. Wu Erlang dared to violate the tacit agreement. This is clearly a way to death!"

"That's hard to say. The tacit understanding between the two is just tacit understanding. Maybe there is some deep hatred that must be avenged."

"Anyway, Wu Erlang is probably going to die. The twin leaders of the Gemini constellation are monsters who can rival those at the peak of the Ru Jin stage. It has only been a short time since Wu Erlang broke through the Ru Jin stage. How can he be their opponent?"

"Haha, don't forget the sect behind Wu Erlang. It's Futu Sect, one of the three sects. I don't believe that Futu Sect will watch its genius fall like this. Just wait and see. The two major sects might even fight over this!"

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up now. If you go too late, you won't be able to see the battle between the two sects!"

……

The warriors in the restaurant rushed out excitedly, some of them didn't even pay for their meals, and ran directly to the street and jumped into the crowd, causing the restaurant owner to curse at them.

Ning Yan and others also left the restaurant.

At first glance, the street became more spacious than ever before. Countless people formed a surging crowd and rushed forward madly. There were even some children around seven or eight years old holding wooden swords.

Seeing this, the Fifth Sword said to Ning Yan and others in a hurry:
"Ru Jin's death is a matter of great importance. Since the two major sects have come into such a conflict, I must ask the sect master to mediate. I will not stay here any longer. See you later!"

After saying that, the Fifth Sword hurried forward and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Xunhei and Peng Huasheng, who were disciples of the sects in the city, also said goodbye.

Seeing everyone leaving, Zhu Kexin couldn't help but ask:

"Should we go over and have a look too?"

"forget it."

Wu Xuantian shook his head and said:

"If the two sects really fight, the first to suffer are the onlookers. The lethality of the force is beyond your imagination. Even if you throw a wooden beam randomly, it can kill a large number of violent people."

At this point he paused again:
“But I think the two major sects should not be able to defeat us. After all, they have been in the city for so long, and they are quite familiar with each other and have a close relationship.

Besides, there are other sects like Jianji Sect, Qianyan Sect, etc. If they step forward to mediate, they should be able to resolve the conflict.

But the Futu Sect will definitely suffer some loss this time. After all, the Gemini Sect has lost one of its members, and it would be unreasonable not to pay compensation.

I don't know why Wu Erlang would attack the Gemini elder. If there is no life-and-death feud, why would they fight?"

Ning Yan listened and had some vague guesses in his mind.

This matter might be related to Green Villa.

Wu Erlang is Wu Dalang's younger brother.

Cao De is also the younger brother of Cao Dalang. Some time ago, Cao Dalang secretly led people to murder Wu Dalang, and almost seized the entire Green Villa.

At that time, Wu Erlang was in seclusion recuperating from his injuries and there was no way to rescue him. Now that he has come out, he must ask Cao De for an explanation.

But Cao Dalang was already dead, and logically he had paid a sufficient price, so why did Wu Erlang kill Cao De in the end?
Is there some other inside story?
After thinking about it and not quite understanding, Ning Yan simply followed Wu Xuantian and continued forward.

Soon, everyone came to a spacious square.

It’s not quite right to call it a square. This is the junction of two main roads. The ground is paved with green bricks and stones, and in the center of the bricks and stones, there is a pitch-black sword stuck in it.

The sword was about five feet long, and the blades on both sides were extremely blunt, looking as if they had not been sharpened. However, the hilt was pure white, with a warm jade-like luster, and it looked even more valuable than the sword itself.

At this moment, a chubby boy about seven or eight years old was trying hard to draw his sword while being watched by his friends.

Even though his face was flushed red and he used all his strength, the sword remained stuck in the ground without moving.

"Is this the Dragon Slaying Sword?"

Zhu Kexin looked at Wu Xuantian with a confused expression.

This sword really looks too ordinary.

Even the black iron sword on the Xiaoyuan Sect's weapon rack looked much more precious than it.

"This is the Dragon Slaying Sword."

Wu Xuantian responded solemnly:
“The Dragon Slaying Sword is a spiritual weapon, you can’t treat it as an ordinary sword.

It is rumored that the Dragon Slaying Sword Saint once used this sword to kill a vicious dragon that was wreaking havoc in the wilderness, and thus the sword was given the name of Dragon Slaying Sword.

Later, after his death, the sword remained here.

Although many people have tried to pull it out over the years, no one has been able to do so successfully. Apparently, they have not met the conditions set by the Dragon Slayer Sword Saint, or have not been recognized by the Dragon Slayer Sword. "

As he spoke, Wu Xuantian stepped forward and said, like a duck herding a duck:
"Go, go, go, go away, let me do it."

The children dispersed in a hurry.

Wu Xuantian grabbed the jade-white hilt of the sword, exhaled sharply and spoke, but the sword remained motionless.

He immediately let go of his hand, with a rather helpless expression, and waved at Ning Yan and the others:
“You guys come and try it too.”

Ning Yan walked up to it and grasped the jade-white hilt. It felt very smooth in his hand, yet also icy cold. He seemed to be able to faintly hear the roar of an animal.

"Illusion?"

He stretched out his hand and jerked it upwards.

It felt like pulling out a mountain, but the sword didn't move at all.

"It seems that I am not very good either."

Ning Yan shook his head.

Zhu Kexin went over and tried, but still couldn't pull it out.

He even asked the unconscious Meng Kun to put his hand on the hilt of the sword, but the sword still did not respond.

Seeing this, Ning Yan couldn't help but ask:
"Since you can't just pull out the sword, have you ever tried to pry up the ground around it? Just carry the sword and the ground and run away?"

“It’s not like no one has tried.”

Wu Xuantian shrugged:

“And then everyone died.”

"what happened?"

Ning Yan asked curiously.

"I'm not very clear about the specific situation, after all, I didn't see it with my own eyes."

Wu Xuantian explained:

"According to the rumors I know, all those sword-stealing guys died suddenly from swords piercing their foreheads. And most importantly, their deaths looked very strange. According to eyewitnesses, they were all digging when suddenly blood started flowing from their foreheads and they died on the spot. No one knows what happened.

According to later speculation, it must have been the Dragon Slaying Sword itself that did it, perhaps it was some power left by the Dragon Slaying Sword Saint, or perhaps it was the spirituality of the Dragon Slaying Sword itself. But no matter what, trying to bypass the rules and pull it out by trickery will bring disaster.

In fact, it wasn’t just the sword thieves, there were also many guys who used tricks and were killed. From time to time, some corpses would appear nearby, and everyone had gotten used to it.”

"It seems that only a powerful person of the same level as the Dragon Slayer Sword Saint can forcibly pull out this sword."

Zhu Kexin sighed quietly.

Wu Xuantian encouraged on the spot:

"People of that level probably don't lack this sword, so we still have a chance, just in case we get lucky someday, right?"

Faced with Wu Xuantian's optimism, Ning Yan smiled and shook his head.

He doesn't care anyway. With the Tushan Seal and the Inscriptionless Stele, he really has no shortage of spiritual weapons.

The biggest problem is that it is simply unusable now.

"We have to find a way to call upon those spiritual tools as soon as possible."

Ning Yan thought secretly.

Maybe in the future, if I want to cross levels and kill someone with great strength, I’ll have to rely on these two spiritual weapons.

"Okay, now that we've seen the city's scenery and have pulled out the Dragon Slaying Sword, it's almost time to go to our base."

Wu Xuantian said as he put his luggage on his back.

"What station?"

Zhu Kexin asked doubtfully.

"You don't think I haven't even had a permanent residence in Fulong City for all these years, do you?"

Wu Xuantian chuckled.

Leading the two people to the avenue on the left, he introduced with a proud look on his face as he walked:
“I might as well tell you the truth. I, Qing Cang, am the number one Qi Gatherer and have a good reputation in Fulong City. Over the years, many large and small forces have cordially invited me to serve as a priest, elder, and other positions.

But I also have requirements. Not just any random force can enter my sight. After a series of screenings, I finally chose a force called [Xiaoyao Club] and became their vice president. "

“Speaking of the Xiaoyao Society, it is truly amazing. There are four extremely powerful and violent people in the sect.

Moreover, one of the relatives was the one who offered sacrifices to the bomb gate, so he was really involved.

In addition, we have good relations with the surrounding neighbors and other nearby forces.

Therefore, our Xiaoyao Club has always made a great reputation around here. Even the previous Poison Blood Gang was far inferior to us.

If you just say you are my junior fellow apprentice of Wu Xuantian when you go out, I guarantee that passers-by will look at you with new eyes, and it will be no problem to catch a few female cultivators."

……

Wu Xuantian boasted wildly and soon led the two of them into a street.

Pointing to the alley beside the street, he said with a smile:

"Look! We have arrived at our headquarters."

As he said this, he walked forward.

But the closer they got, the weirder Ning Yan and Zhu Kexin's expressions became.

"Why does that brand not look like Xiaoyao Club to me?"

"Impossible, you must have seen it wrong."

"Why is the disciple at the door wearing the clothes of the Poison Blood Gang?"

"He must be a guest."

"Ah, it looks like they're going to chase us away."

"Don't worry, we are definitely here to welcome you—"

Before Wu Xuantian finished speaking, he heard the Poison Blood Gang disciple say impatiently:
"Go away, where did this casual cultivator come from? Get out of the way quickly. This is the headquarters of our Poison Blood Gang. No one is allowed to enter without an invitation."

Wu Xuantian could no longer hold back and shouted:

"Where is the Xiaoyao Club? Where is the Xiaoyao Club that was originally here?!"

"What Xiaoyao Society? It was wiped out eight hundred years ago."

"How is that possible? Xiaoyao Club has a powerful backer!"

"Oh, that Rujin priest? He died in the Shinra ruins a long time ago."

"Then they still have four peak violent people!"

"There are only four of them. If a dozen of them are angry and have some poison and crossbows, can't we just surround and kill them?"

"Where are the other members of the Xiaoyao Society?"

"It's almost time to disperse."

"How could this happen...how could this happen..."

Wu Xuantian murmured in a low voice, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The Poison Blood Gang disciple felt quite sympathetic when he saw him like this:

"You seem to be a remnant of the Xiaoyao Society. I might as well tell you that after the Xiaoyao Society was destroyed, this place changed hands several times among the Snake Fang Gang, the Hongmen Gang and other forces. It was looted and raided several times, and finally fell into the hands of our Poison Blood Gang. At this point in time, even if you want to take revenge, I'm afraid your enemies can no longer be found."

Wu Xuantian was silent for a while.

Trembling violently all over.

Finally, he yelled in frustration:

"This is the aphrodisiac grass I planted in the yard!!"

……

"Pfft."

There was a sound of a sternum breaking.

Zhang Shuo, a warrior from the Pure White Sect, looked at Xu Dengying from the Divine Rabbit Sect with a look of disbelief:
"How dare you... to plot against... us..."

"I didn't do anything to you."

Xu Dengying replied with a smile:

"I told you there is crystal copper at this resource point. You see, there is indeed crystal copper, right? It's a pity that you are not lucky enough to get it. You can't blame me for that."

Xu Dengying threw the extremely angry Zhang Shuo away on the spot.

Immediately, a group of stone statues rushed up and devoured Zhang Shuo in the blink of an eye.

Looking around, similar scenes of food sharing can be seen everywhere on the field.

The roars and howls of warriors were everywhere.

In addition to disciples from many large sects such as the Bull Demon Sect, the Pure White Sect, and the Divine Rabbit Sect, there were also even greater numbers of warriors from smaller forces, and even independent cultivators, all of whom had suffered a devastating disaster at this moment.

Niu Shengzhu, a sturdy man with two horns on his head, came closer and said:
"It seems like you didn't attract too many people."

Xu Dengying snorted coldly:

"Do you think the Divine Rabbit Sect can be compared with your Bull Demon Sect? It's not like I haven't tried to entice them, but the Divine Rabbit Sect fears your Bull Demon Sect more than those crystal coppers. What can I do?
If it weren’t for the siege on the Great Leiyin Temple, which brought together many warriors, I might not have been able to fool this group.”

"That's what you said, but you failed to lure enough warriors over. That's your fault. The higher-ups don't listen to excuses, they only look at the results. This will affect their evaluation of you."

Niu Shengzhu said with a smile.

Xu Dengying's face suddenly turned dark.

"Brother Xu, don't worry. When it comes to luring warriors, I guess there shouldn't be many people who can beat Brother Niu. We are all at the same level. Will the higher-ups punish everyone?"

A chubby casual cultivator strode forward. It was Lu Junren, who had spent 70,000 taels of gold to purchase a spot from Ning Yan.

After hearing what Lu Junren said, Niu Shengzhu said with disdain:

"I allowed you to sneak into the Taotie Sect's Dharma Transmission Ceremony. There were so many warriors gathered at the ceremony, but you only attracted a few people? In fact, I didn't even see a few warriors from the Taotie Sect in this whole place. How dare you criticize others?"

"It's not my fault."

Lu Junren said helplessly:

“Those fat guys from the Taotie Sect are used to staying at home all day long. They have no intention of coming out. No matter how much I spit and brag, they will just stay at home in the mountains.

As for the warriors at the ceremony, the jade disk that passed on the Dharma was shattered on the spot, so that many warriors left early. What can I do now that everyone has left?

Do we have to catch them one by one and tell them about resource points or crystal copper?
Come to think of it, that's a problem too.

I only brought so few people here because it was for the sake of everyone's plan.

Otherwise, if the warriors outside get suspicious, we’ll be in trouble!"

Seeing Lu Junren spitting, Xu Dengying said:

“Actually, if you think about it carefully, it doesn’t seem to be a problem to let them have doubts.

Even if those warriors noticed something was wrong and rushed over to investigate, could they still turn the situation around?

Don't forget that in addition to those powerful [Stone Men], Long Zun was personally present on the scene to control everything.

You don't think anyone can rival the Dragon Lord, do you?"

As he was speaking, a shrill scream suddenly came from inside the Copper Mine:

"The warriors in the wilderness will never let you go!"

As the words fell, Niu Shenglong, the current leader of the Niu Demon Sect, rushed out of the deep mine cave like lightning, and rushed towards the outside world at a speed that was no less than that of an incoming force.

But right after him, a light black figure rushed out at a speed faster than him, and in the blink of an eye it was close behind him, and suddenly slapped him with a palm.

Niu Shenglong, who was hit by the palm, vomited blood on the spot, and immediately flew forward and fell heavily to the ground.

His body, starting from the middle of his palm, gradually began to turn white.

Layers of gray quickly spread to other parts of the body.

In the end, the whole person seemed to turn into a solid statue, with fear and resentment still frozen on his face.

"Meet the Dragon Lord!"

Including Xu Dengying, Niu Shengzhu, Lu Junren and others, more than a dozen violent men knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully to the man in black.

He was of average build and had an ordinary middle-aged face.

But on his forehead, two branch-like black dragon horns grew, which looked extremely magical.

Long Zun glanced at the scene where there was almost no resistance, and said calmly:

"Everyone, get up."

Everyone in the group stood up and stood in the middle of the scene with great respect.

“You executed this operation very well. Although the number of warriors who came in the end was not as many as expected, the quality made up for the quantity.

Those stone men who survived the Huaning Temple back then and have been revived are now all being used by us, and there are many stone men at the entry level among them.

This force alone has already covered the entire wilderness. Even if the Taotie Sect and other sects were added together, it would not be enough for us to kill them all."

"But our goal has never been this wilderness, let alone those declining sects in the wilderness, so we will need your help in the future."

"I am willing to share Long Zun's worries!"

Niu Shengzhu and others responded in unison.

Long Zun nodded and continued:
“This wave replenished a lot of our flesh and blood and revived many stone men, but because of this, the Bull Demon Sect was completely eliminated from the wilderness, and many other wilderness sects were also severely damaged.

If this incident were to be exposed, it would definitely cause a huge stir. Not to mention the sects in the wilderness, it would probably also attract secret investigations from Fulong City.

So you need to keep a low profile as much as possible.

You are already very familiar with the wilderness, so you can continue to hide in it. Next, I will teach you the "Bone Changing and Muscle Melting Method" to ensure that you will not be recognized by others. "

"Thank you, Long Zun, for the Dharma!"

Everyone responded again.

Long Zun continued:
"Then there is one last thing. I need someone to infiltrate Fulong City and lure someone here for me and turn him into my most loyal subordinate."

"This person's name is Wu Xuantian, he is the vice president of the Xiaoyao Association in Kangningfang, Fulong City, and he has connections with many female cultivators and various forces in the city.

If we can master it, it will be of great use to our next plan.

Who among you is willing to give it a try?"

Hmm? Wu Xuantian?
A question mark slowly formed in Lu Junren’s head.

(End of this chapter)