Chapter 172: To rob people in the Tongxuan Middle Realm! (Two/four)

"Listen well. Don't go to the viewing room. It doesn't matter to see occasionally. Should you practice during the day or practice. Do you understand?"
With that, Wen Ping stood up, and everyone nodded.
But when Wen Ping stood up, the pitch-black stick held on his waist attracted Qin Shan's attention.
Dark.
Not at all noticeable.
Even watching it can make people feel a little disgusted.
Qin Shan muttered to himself, and asked in a very low voice: "Sect Master. Why are you so familiar with this stick?"
"This...I did it myself." Wen Ping responded flatly.
Qin Shan smiled immediately and said, "Sect Master, I have to say that the fire stick you made looks really like it."
Following Qin Shan's words, Yang Lele and the others immediately looked over.
When their eyes fell on the burning stick around Wen Ping's waist, they were amazed.
"alike!"
"Sect Master, can you still woodcut?"
"It's really exactly the same."
Everyone babbled and said not to listen, like a swarm of bees, Wen Ping had no choice but to hurried downstairs.
Just as Wen Ping came downstairs, Yang Xi also followed.
Yang Xi asked, "Sect Master, I want to go home for one day today, can I?"
Wen Ping nodded and replied: "You don't need to ask me about this matter. Just ask Elder Yun and them next time. If you want to go back, please go back. Come back early and don't delay your practice."
"Ok!"
Yang Xi nodded and ran away smiling.
When Yang Xi left, Wen Ping was thinking of going to Cangwu City to buy something in the afternoon. When he came to Qingshui Street, the appearance of Qingshui Street came into view.
At a glance, one hundred meters of broken walls are ruined.
Starting from the foot of Yunlan Mountain, there are only ruins within a hundred meters, and they are piled up in disorder. The lively Qingshui Street in the past has no more people coming and going, making people feel a sense of desolation.
Wen Ping understood that this was the result of "the gods fight and the world suffers".
Two steps forward, the sound of popping under her feet is endless-those are the sounds of broken tiles breaking again.
Although more than ten days have passed, Qingshui Street still looks like this.
Of course, no one is cleaning up.
But in the ruins of each house, only that family or relatives of that family are busy, and how many ordinary people can do?
Behind them, the towers are being repaired, the crops in the fields outside the city are being rehabilitated, and the villages are being cleaned up. The bodies of many people's relatives have not been found.
Compared with the importance of these, the houses on Qingshui Street are much smaller.
Perhaps the people from the City Lord’s Mansion will definitely come to clean up Qingshui Street after the castle building is repaired, but it is not currently possible.
"Sect Master Wen!"
"Sect Master Wen!"
When Wen Ping stepped forward, the busy people around turned back and bowed to salute.
Wen Ping remembered this scene deeply in his mind. After shopping and returning home, Wen Ping mobilized all his disciples to go down the mountain for voluntary labor tomorrow morning to help remove the heavy and thick pillars.
After Yang Lele heard that he was going down the mountain, his whole body was full of energy, "Sect Master, don't worry, we can remove all the wreckage of the house in one morning!"
Everyone nodded.
But Qin Shan replied from the side, "Go down! It feels like going down from Qingyunmen... The people from Qingyunmen rescued Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, do you think we can also save several people?"
"Hey!"
"I might meet handsome Xiao Fan."
At this time, Huaiye even asked, "Speaking of going down the mountain, the Sovereign, can our Immortal Sect also get a disciple down the mountain for a trial, let us go to the world of ordinary people to fight for justice and help justice!"
Hearing these messy words of his own disciples, Wen Ping felt quite helpless, these guys were poisoned by Zhuxian.
This TV series is really less watched!
In the future, you will have to limit the time so that it cannot exceed one hour a day.
Wen Ping immediately rolled his eyes, "What do you think?"
"Hehe, I don't know." Huaiye grinned, then stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.
Afterwards, everyone followed Wen Ping to Qingshui Street, and put into labor without a word.
This shocked the people who were busy in the ruins.
Yang Lele was the first to take the brunt. He stepped forward and took a bamboo basket full of masonry from a woman. As soon as he got it, it was estimated to be a hundred catties, "Auntie, you take a break, I'm coming!"
With that said, Yang Lele took it directly, and fell into a bullock cart not far away with a strong walk.
"Thank you!"
"Thank you Sect Master Wen!"
When Qin Shan and others were involved in cleaning up the ruins, the people around them all spoke of gratitude.
Many people have wet their eyes.
Seeing this scene, Wen Ping was still a little moved in his heart, as if helping others could gain a sense of pride in any world.
At this moment, a carriage stopped at the foot of Yunlan Mountain, Yang Xi jumped down, jumped to the ground before the ruins, and shouted with a grin, "Sect Master, and everyone, I'm back! Lele has any thoughts? me?"
"Miss you!" Yang Lele felt cold behind him, glanced at Zhao Qing on the side, and quickly changed the subject, "Come and work quickly. Our task this morning is to clean up this piece."
Yang Xi asked from a distance, "Lele, where did you see Zhu Xian last night?"
Yang Lele replied, "The Seven Meridians will soon end."
When Yang Xi heard this, she immediately made a bitter expression, "Ah, you saw that so soon, I knew I should be back last night."
At this moment, another person got off the carriage and clapped his hands after getting off the carriage.
Wen Ping glanced sideways, and clapping his hands was a spirited old man with bright eyes. Wearing a black and gold robe, standing there, although he was smiling kindly, to give people a feeling of not being angry or prestigious. At the first sight of him, Wen Ping felt that this person was not easy, and immediately let the system obtain his personal information.
Murong Chi
Sex: Male
Age: 95 years old
Realm: Tongxuan Middle Realm
(From the two-star power Murong family ~EbookFREE.me~ is the contemporary patriarch.)
At this look, Wen Ping was shocked.
The middle level of Tongxuan actually hid the cultivation base and came to Cangwu City quietly.
It's not clear whether it is an enemy or a friend, so Wen Ping asked, "Senior, what's the matter?"
Hearing Wen Ping’s words, Yang Xi reacted and quickly turned around and said to Wen Ping:
Sect Master, this Senior Murong asked me to follow him. I said no, he has to recruit you, saying that there is a way to let you Drive me out of the Immortal Sect."
"Ok?"
Wen Ping glanced at Murong Chi more immediately.
Is this guy trying to grab a disciple?
After getting out of the carriage late, Murong said bluntly: "Sect Master Wen, Yang Xi, this little girl, I have been following her for three years. I have visited Cangwu City a dozen times before and after. Although my Murong family is not as strong as the extreme mountain The giants are not bad, so I want to come and negotiate with you, let Yang Xi go with me, just say what you want."