I am the leader of Huangquan

Shun is ordinary, reverse is immortal.

The cowardly style he has always shown is just because he doesn't have enough interests, he doesn't want to cause trouble, and develops silently.

He is a little bit excited now.

It's hard to let yourself just give up.

"They failed. I have a lesson from the past. I can learn from their failures and take precautions before they happen. I don't necessarily lose."

"Besides, they are too turbulent, their personalities are too drifting, they are not calm, they are not as stable as me, and they are crazily accumulating foundations. When they are discovered, they will develop a group of monks who are strong mountain spirits, and they will not be immune to resistance."

"Another one, even if it is discovered, at most it will be a failure. It's not like I can't run away. With my mother-in-law and sister as my backing, can you come to Huangquanzong to kill me?"

He kept organizing his thoughts.

Although he didn't have the great ambition of that big boss to develop various exercises, but since he has brought all his brainchildren and traveled to this era, he can try to help him while not causing harm to himself. A group of suffering people in this world.

"Let's take a look first."

"As for the lofty remarks about saving the common people, I, a social animal who has been working for so many years, really don't feel much."

He pondered in his heart, but he still hadn't made up his mind. After all, he is really not a reckless man, "But anyway, let's raise a group of goblins first, and let Xu Xinying, a guy full of fighting spirit, continue to fight around and conquer the surrounding goblin tribes. Look at the specific situation."

He didn't think about it any more.

In the cave, he continued to practice cross-legged, and checked the cultivation level of the two months after his reincarnation.

Five levels of Qi training.

The speed can only be said to be average.

Even slow, slower than his two disciples' cultivation speed.

This is still the case that he has [one mind and two minds], and he is practicing two secondary professions at the same time. Who makes his skills belong to the late stage?If you want to learn sub-professions one by one, it is impossible to crash, it is a unique way to accumulate knowledge.

In the past few days, he has been studying formations and tattoo techniques, and these two fields of his own can be regarded as very top-notch among the monks in the Qi refining stage.

Practice overnight, the next morning.

Wu Lang was woken up very early by his good apprentice.

"Power is fist power!!"

The passionate slogan resounded through the small half of the mountain forest.

She began to clear her mind and meditate early in the morning, recite the general outline of martial arts, and accept the punishment of her master.

"This level of enthusiasm... It seems that in order to save the common people and solve the disaster of the mountain spirit, it is really positive." Wu Lang laughed dumbfounded.

Wu Lang thought for a while, and suddenly couldn't help but said: "Teacher, I want to go down the mountain for a walk, to visit the nearby city, do you want to come?"

"Ah? Master, I'll lead the way." She said hastily.

Wu Lang nodded slowly.

In the past month, Xu Xinying went down the mountain several times, went to the city to replenish various resources, and even took the old Chinese medicine doctor's pharmacy, so she naturally noticed it.

From her perspective, she saw that there were fewer and fewer monks, and even fewer mortals, but all the rich and powerful began to flee to the rear.

With fewer monks, Wu Lang was bolder.

After all, it is lonely in the mountains.

When I came to this world, I really had no contact with any mortal society.

Going down the mountain to investigate the real customs of this world, the various views on mountain spirits, even monsters, and monks before this distant era are also a kind of information supply, which is convenient for oneself to make decisions on the development of Jedi knights.

Soon, the two packed their bags and went down the mountain.

In the cave, a demon child blinked, watching "myself" and Xu Xinying descend the mountain, continuing to practice cross-legged.

"The Fujiang clay puppet is only the size of a child. It is filled with wood, which fits my body shape. It can be manipulated to walk around."

Even if there are fewer monks, he doesn't plan to go down the mountain.

Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what.

I am a demon cub, I don't love either side, wandering around in the city, and was discovered by the passing monks, and I was close to death.

Chapter 68 Yunming City

The road down the mountain is very rough.

But for the monks, it was only four or five hours, and the two rushed to the city.

"Finally down the mountain, you can go to the mortal city for a walk..."

"It's not easy! It's really tiring to practice hard all the time."

Wu Lang looked at this vast rocky city towering into the sky, which was more than 80 meters high, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the highly developed civil engineering in this world.

This is just a small town.

"These monks can build to such a degree with just a few tricks. Isn't this a super engineering team in modern times?"

Wu Lang lined up at the gate of the city, waiting for the inspection, feeling relaxed in his heart:

"But this city, although it looks tall and majestic, is actually just a tofu project. Without the blessing of formations, all kinds of rocks and bricks are piled up. It can't prevent any evil disasters, and it can't prevent any monks."

into the city.

The streets on both sides are sparsely populated, with hurried expressions.

At this time, every house is closed, and most of the shops are closed.

A feeling of storm coming.

In this ancient world, monsters are rampant, and the people are really struggling to survive.

"Master, most of the people here have run away."

Xu Xinying walked on the desolate street and said in a low voice: "Even some of my friends have started to retreat, but there are also some poor people who are reluctant to move and leave their homes and stay here."

Not everyone is rich enough to run away.

Ordinary people with insufficient family resources choose to stay.

In the face of evil disasters, the common people have gradually formed their own way of refuge to deal with "evil disasters and natural calamities" and "monk struggles" since ancient times.

It will even be written as a children's picture book, and sold in many bookstores, along with some other best-selling Zhiguazatan novels.

And this method is very simple.

Basically, they will build a structure similar to an air-raid shelter, and then use a few low-level breath-suppressing formations to dig holes at home, which are tens of meters deep.

And use some special animal urine to splash a layer, which can prevent the monsters in the Qi refining period.

And most of the main force of the tide of evil disasters is the low-level monsters that refine Qi in the cloud and mist abyss and some mountains and fields.

As long as the luck is not too bad, hiding in the ground, there is still a great chance of survival.

The monks don't protect them, they protect themselves.

"But still, a catastrophe is coming."

Wu Lang shook his head, pondering.

Xu Xinying scratched her head, "The Immortal Sect in charge here is a low-level sect called Xiaoyun Qingshan Sect, and the sect master is a seventh-level monk of the Jindan period... but two months ago, he disappeared. Disciple, all the trees fall and the monkeys scatter."

two months ago?

Estimated to be captured to give birth to cubs.

Maybe, I almost became my mother.

Wu Lang walked around with her, looked around, and said: "You have to go to work first, and meet outside the city at dusk."

"Oh."

Xu Xinying wasn't pretentious, she looked excited, and said in her heart: I'm going to prepare some supplies, go to the pharmacy to get some medicine, and I'm going to find a few mountain spirit tribes to do a big job!You must live up to Master's expectations!

Wu Lang ignored him and walked alone.

Walk around and have a look.

He was suddenly a little fortunate that he had joined the number one demon sect, and even became the acting peak master of the same line. The troubles of these low-level monks had basically nothing to do with him.

He is now on the right track, and he has to improve his living conditions after walking down the mountain, so he can't wrong himself.

After walking around for a few times, I found that it was really depressed. The entire city had lost seven or eight people, and it was an empty city.

He came to a shop that sold magical equipment.

There are some low-level materials for warriors in the Qi refining period.

I inquired about it in the tea house. This shop has a good reputation in the city. It is run by the government and has a good reputation. It also does business for common people. It buys some spells to dispel Yin Qi, mahogany swords and the like.

Although the customers are all beginners, it is not a real monk shop.

Wu Lang chose an unoccupied alley, lifted his scalp, took out a stack of animal skin scrolls from his head, and came to the shop again.

Click.

Push the door in.

Only one middle-aged man was left yawning.

"Guest officer, please come inside."

The middle-aged man said something weakly, and glanced at Wu Lang, and was immediately amazed by the desolate young man.

He looked serious, "What do you want? First of all, the breath-holding magic circle is out of stock, and some people can't buy it, and they are all worried."

Wu Lang gently laid out the scrolls of the formations he had drawn in the past two months on the table, "These are breath-suppressing formations, let's see how much they are worth."

what?

The middle-aged man was startled, and quickly looked through.

"Sorry! Sorry, I'm a little too excited. You have never seen this kind of pattern texture before, but you need to confirm it."

He patted lightly, activated the formation, felt it seriously for a while, and suddenly said pleasantly:

"The function is [-]% stronger than ours. You are not the inheritance of us wild roads, are you? You are a good person, enough for hundreds of households in our city to use!"

As soon as the middle-aged man changed his posture, he stood up and said excitedly: "I thank you in advance for the government of Yunming City and the common people in this city. Each piece contains fifty miscellaneous spirit stones, and there are 850 pieces in total."

Wu Lang nodded slowly, and said, "It's good if I can help your city."

Formation repair, tool repair, and alchemy repair are the three most profitable leaders.

While making money in front of me, refining some interest-suppressing arrays to help them avoid disasters is also a win-win situation.

Help as much as you can without harming your own interests.

"Don't rush to give it, I'll just sell it first."

Wu Lang picked out some refining materials in the store, as well as some ink pens for tattoos. They were not of high grade, but they were enough for the Qi refining period.

He took away his things in big and small bags, and walked around the city again, feeling happy, doing something good, and walked around again, feeling very comfortable!

But as he walked, his contented expression gradually cooled down, and he suddenly found someone following behind him.

During the Qi refining period, is it really that curvy?

Can what happened to my apprentice also happen to me?

Or is it that the city is too chaotic, and when they see themselves spending money in a shop, some people have completely lost their minds?

He deliberately walked around an alley.

Sure enough, a cold and dark murderous intent came from behind: "Death!"

Whoa!

In the next second, an extremely gloomy shadow charged towards him.

Wu Lang suddenly tore up two talismans, and a protective film covered his body.

Bang!

Sombra retreated.

The person who came was tall and thin, and put the shadow back into a black banner, "Unexpectedly, you can block my blow."

This is obviously a demon cultivator, full of evil spirits, and the recent bloody smell is extremely strong.