The dual cultivation technique taught by Xiao Yue's master Ting Yun is indeed very effective, but the most important thing is that Xiao Yue's practice has almost no bottlenecks now.

The driving effect of great luck is very obvious.

"Sigh, I don't know what happened to the peaceful retreat."

"Uncle Master."

Elder Xiao Yue's gentle, slightly hoarse voice came from the gauze tent:

"Don't worry, don't you always feel that Ping An has a lot of insights coming to you? Didn't you pass on the kung fu to Ping An several times before?

"If you are really worried about your safety, just write a letter to Elder Qingsu.

"In this world, I'm afraid only Ningning and Elder Qingsu can find a place of peace."

"Hi! I'm worried but not worried. Ping An is in retreat and not on the front line. I just miss my son a little bit."

Li Dazhi patted his bald head and began to choose today's wig.

Li Dazhi said warmly:

"You should take a rest. I will continue to read the account books, and then go for a walk on the street to get some fresh air. Recently, a shop has not been doing well. It is better to change the shopkeeper as soon as possible."

Xiao Yue said: "Uncle's newly opened Folk Art Teahouse and Quexian Pavilion are doing very well."

Li Dazhi sighed softly: "I don't know whether engaging in this kind of entertainment is good or bad for Dongzhou... No matter what, we will just earn our spiritual stones. You, think more about how to spend the spiritual stones."

, I can barely hold the spirit stones anymore.”

Xiao Yue responded with a smile.

Li Dazhi picked an ordinary hairpin and put it on his forehead, then walked out the door with his hands behind his hands, humming a small tune.

When he crossed the threshold and the formation light wall, a wisp of cloud smoke surrounded him. When the cloud smoke dissipated, he had transformed into a fat old man. He took two steps into the dedicated passage and entered the Wanyun Sect.

Tunnels dug for refuge.

A moment later, an old Taoist dressed as Li Dazhi appeared from the backyard of an inn.

He held a birdcage in his left hand and a tobacco pouch in his right hand. Whenever the energetic and colorful fairy bird in the birdcage chirped twice, he would take a sip of the crushed ten thousand year old spirit root, which made him feel at ease.

When you get to the street, you will see a bustling crowd, and there are plaques with the Zhuyuntang logo everywhere.

In the distance, you can see the large Yamen of the Inspectorate Department, with figures flying up and down.

The Dong'an Supervision Department is now the "golden sign" of Dong'an City, attracting more and more casual cultivators to gather here, which brings unlimited business opportunities to Wanyun Sect.

Although ASEAN has deployed many experts to Dong'an City due to the war with the demon clan in recent years, there are many old immortal officials stationed in the Supervision Department, and there are also immortal soldiers stationed inside and outside the city.

A sense of security!

Li Dazhi planned that in a few years, when ASEAN ends the war with the demon clan, he will expand Dong'an City twice outward, and build a "Xianjia Amusement City" on the east side of the sea, and a "Xianjia Amusement City" on the west side of Shaolin.

Large Enlightenment Center'.

The linear movement formation between Dong'an City and Wanyun Sect will soon be put on the agenda.

The question now is whether the masters of weapon refining in Wei Yuan Sect can come up with a moving formation that saves spiritual stones.

【Ambition of great ambition】.

Passing by a group of luxuriously decorated shops, Li Dazhi raised his head and glanced at the Tuotianmen shop opposite the Zhuyuntang shop, and curled his lips slightly.

What's the use of Mo Yunshen from Forging Heaven Sect forcing him to keep this shop?

Losing at least half a cubic meter of spiritual stones every month, and constantly expanding the store, it's just a shame.

Li Dazhi shook his head, continued to hum a tune, held the birdcage and the cigarette bag, and strolled towards the far away folk art museum.

At a street corner not far away, Li Ping'an transformed into a middle-aged Taoist, and Wen Ling'er's true character as the 'silly maid' strolled into the crowd.

‘This Dong’an city is actually prosperous again.’

Li Pingan secretly made up his mind:

‘Go to your father to get your pocket money when you leave customs!’

Although the father and son did not pass each other by each other, they were in the same street and did not know each other.

…

at the same time.

The shop of Tiantianmen is in a newly built underground secret room.

Mo Yunshen frowned tightly and looked at the second senior brother who was standing with his back to him, with confusion in his eyes.

"Senior brother, do you really mean what you just said?"

"Would I lie to you?"

The second senior brother turned around and saw a pair of helpless and desolate eyes behind the ghost mask with green face and fangs.

"I have joined Wan Mo Tian."

Mo Yunshen clenched his fists, frowned and looked at the second senior brother, and whispered: "Does master know?"

"I know, Master has acquiesced."

The second senior brother laughed miserably:

"Today is different from the past, Yunshen, the Tiantian Sect needs to do something now, otherwise it will be on the verge of collapse.

"Although many of the immortal soldiers stationed inside the gate have been mobilized, as long as there is still one immortal soldier left, no one will come to our Forging Heaven Gate to buy or sell magic weapons.

"There are already more than ten Supreme Elders in the sect who have different ideas. Many weapon refiners have begun to discuss with their apprentices when to leave the sect... Alas, we were defeated by Li Ping'an. Even

The other party didn't even look at us, they just held a token to scare those old losers in ASEAN.

"Yun Shen, now you just need to do me a favor."

Mo Yunshen, who was sitting at the table, slowly became shorter. He raised his hand to wipe his face and sighed softly: "Second senior brother, between you and me, let alone whether we can help or not... Last time I was there.

I saw my mother in the Palace of Notre-Dame.”

"Yeah?"

The second senior brother asked in a low voice: "Is she okay?"

"She curses with great force."

Mo Yunshen's eyes were inexplicably moist, and he immediately used his Taoist cultivation to suppress this emotion, and continued:

"I don't know what will happen to us three senior brothers and what we can do in the future, but second senior brother, we don't just have to fight against those with great luck.

"You can't beat those with great luck. Look at this big city outside, it has become a cornucopia of ASEAN and Wanyun Sect.

"The Immortal of Great Fortune and the Quasi-immortal of Great Enlightenment are definitely beyond our control."

"Of course I know all this, but Yun Shen, it's too late to say this now."

The second senior brother sighed:

"I just received an order from Wan Mo Tian, ​​and I'm going to take action against that Xiao Yue next."

"Xiao Yue? That true immortal?"

"Although she is a true immortal, she is the Taoist companion of a person with great luck."

The second senior brother whispered:

"No one knows where Li Dazhi has gone now. There are several big Luo people in the demon clan. Taiyi worked together to figure it out, but they couldn't break through Fenghou's gossip.

"Xiao Yue is Li Dazhi's last flaw. If they can't catch Xiao Yue, they will set up an ambush in the Linzheng Immortal Dynasty, ambush the entire Wan Yun Sect immortals, and bloodbath the Wan Yun Sect to force Li Dazhi out.

"You know the power of Ten Thousand Demons. There are wars happening everywhere now. The Human Emperor can't recruit so many masters. Ten thousand Demons can even get all the demon clan to cooperate with this matter."

Mo Yunshen was silent.

He raised his head and looked at his second senior brother: "Master, did you agree?"

"Um."

"Master really agreed?"

"good."

"But this is a dead end!"

Mo Yunshen suddenly became excited, a strand of white hair fell from his forehead, and his face looked a little ferocious.

"This is a way to die! This is an enemy of the Human Emperor! These are two people with great luck!"

"We have no choice... Yun Shen, I just came here to see you. I'm afraid it will be difficult to contact you in the future."

The figure of the second senior brother suddenly twisted and turned into a wisp of black smoke that quickly dispersed.

There was only a slight sigh and Mo Yunshen's somewhat heavy breathing.

Three thousand miles east of Dong'an City, in the trench near the dark workshop.

Mo Yunshen's second senior brother opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at the human figures transformed into several golden immortal demons behind him, and said with cupped hands:

"Fellow Taoists, we have found out clearly that Xiao Yue is in the city. There are two golden immortals and more than thirty heavenly immortals hidden in the city. They are not easy to deal with."
Chapter completed!