In the silence, Zheng Yuer lightly opened her long skirt and took her seat, putting her hands naturally in front of her knees. Her pair of water-cut eyes were filled with power while looking at her eyes, and her whole body exuded a graceful and luxurious atmosphere.

Mo Wentian, who was sitting on the left, looked over, but he happened to see her phoenix eyes floating over. The two of them had deep tenderness in the air.

A different feeling emerged on Zheng Yuer's pretty face, but he quickly turned his face away. Fengwei looked around with a powerful look and said calmly: "Dear leaders, you must have learned that a few days ago, I have sent four inner disciples from this sect to Ningzhou in Wei Kingdom, Yunzhou in Zheng Kingdom, Qingjiang City in Weijun, and Shaoling City in Renjun."

The heads of all sects, including Mo Wentian, nodded silently, obviously knowing about this.

Zheng Yu'er had a phoenix-eyed look and said in a deep voice: "It's just a disciple who went to Ningzhou and Yunzhou. After all, there will be no danger at all. He soon received the message from the two disciples' thousand-mile notes."

At this point, she said with a smile on her face: "The news of us opening up a paradise in Qingzhou and rebuilding Daxing City has spread to Yunzhou. The True Lord of Zhongtu from this sect is very pleased and has reported your contribution to the court. I believe that the wise and wise decision of the king and father will definitely give rewards. There is no need to mention the spirit stone elixir, and maybe even some top-grade magic weapons. I believe you all understand the meaning of it."

As soon as she finished speaking, the heads of the sects were filled with surprise on their faces. They immediately felt that choosing Master Yu Jun to come to Daxing City, Qingzhou was the wisest choice in their life. There were three deputy heads of the Shengxian Sect. Although they were all the princes of the Zheng State, only one of them was rewarded with golden elixirs and inherited the head of the Shengxian Sect. The three deputy heads each recovered a city in Qingzhou. It was obviously the experience assessment of the True Lord of Zhongtu. If the performance was not satisfactory, they would probably lose the qualification to compete for the position of the leader. Since the sect leader of the various sects had chosen Master Yu Jun, there was no way to protect himself except to do his best to help him succeed as the position of the leader.

However, now rebuilding Daxing City and opening up the teleportation channel between Ningzhou, Wei State and Yunzhou, Zheng State, can be said to have made outstanding contributions and won the praise of the True Lord of Zhongtu. It is obviously a step further from inheriting the sect leader, and the heads of all sects are all relying on Zhenren Yujun, so naturally they follow Captain Shui Gao and have a bright future. As for the rewards from the court, it is a matter of waiting.

Zheng Yuer's voice paused slightly, but she frowned and said, "But the disciples who went to Ningzhou, Weiguo, had extremely unfavorable news. A few days ago, the Jindan king of Weiguo suddenly passed away. The two princes of Weiguo had launched a palace transformation in order to seize the throne. They each had troops to fight against the Juncheng of Weiguo. Now Ningzhou has been in constant civil strife and have no time to take care of other things."

"What?" The leaders of the sects looked at each other, obviously a little shocked at the news they received. Among the many subordinate states of the Great Qin State, the weakness of the Wei State is well known, especially in the past hundred years, the Jindan Zhenjun has fallen to three, but the two young masters are in a state of failure. Originally, the kings in the middle stage of the Jindan period suppressed them, and there was no trouble. However, he suddenly died, causing the Wei State's royal family to lose control.

The Shangqing Zhenren looked sad and frowned and said, "I originally thought that we would definitely get the support of the monks from Ningzhou to rebuild Daxing City, but now I can't count on them."

"Yes!" The real man Canyang nodded and said, "Besides, when he came to Qingzhou, the monks in Yunzhou had already been poured out, and the Zheng Guojun room was a little out of reach, but the support he received was limited. The evil cultivators in the Wanbeast Valley of the Darong Kingdom occupied Wanmo Ridge, which was really a problem for the armpits, and people had to guard against it!"

The heads of the sects were silent. If they were ordinary monsters, the monsters had extremely limited intelligence, but the evil cultivators of the Ten Thousand Beast Valley of the Heavenly Demon Sect were different. They were the first-class Jindan sect, and their strength was even above the Conscious Sect. At present, they could only beg that the evil cultivators in the Ten Thousand Beast Valley were just small minions in the Ten Thousand Beast Valley.

Mo Wentian was also worried. There was no news about the King of Beishui. The King of Wuxiong is the six beasts in the Ten Thousand Beasts Valley. He is a famous Jindan monk. He is not a simple and easy character. I wonder if the two of them have a chance to decide the outcome. If the King of Jindan fights to the death, it will always last for a long time and it will be difficult to achieve any result in a short period of time.

Both of them should have the early stages of the Golden Pill. If the King of Beishui defeated him, everything would be easy to say. However, if he lost his opponent, he might not lose his life, but the situation would be extremely unfavorable. It should be noted that there may not be only one King of the Beast Valley.

Zheng Yuer pondered for a moment, but continued: "A civil strife occurred in the royal family in Ningzhou. I am afraid that Daxing City will be affected, so I have strengthened my vigilance for the teleportation array."

At this moment, her expression was a little sad, and she frowned and said, "Ningzhou and Yunzhou are safe, but Qingjiang City and Shaoling City in Qingzhou are dangerous and uncertain. I am worried that the disciples who went to the two cities will make any mistakes, so I extracted a wisp of their spiritual consciousness and attached it to a talisman of distracting the spirit and illuminating the shadow."

"What? The God-Discussion Shadow Talisman?" The heads of the sects looked at each other, but their expressions were extremely surprised. The God-Discussion Shadow Talisman is extremely rare in the cultivation world. As long as you pull out a wisp of the monk's spiritual consciousness and attach it to the God-Discussion Shadow Talisman, it will not dissipate for a long time. But if the monk unfortunately falls, under the urging of magic power, this wisp of spiritual consciousness will leave the talisman and turn into a phantom in the air, reappearing the scene before the monk's death.

Simply put, distraction is a magical magic that has been reproduced in the past. I wonder how powerful it is to refine this magic into a talisman? It is a talisman containing the rules of time. Although there are only tiny fragments of the rules, it is not something that ordinary monks can refine.

Moreover, these talismans can be reused until their power is exhausted. Even the royal princes with a profound background may not be present. However, they did not expect that Zheng Yuer actually had one. Even Mo Wentian, who served countless cultivating wealth, was very surprised at this time.

Zheng Yuer looked solemn, but said sadly: "The information I got from the talisman, the two disciples of this sect who were all in Qingjiang City and Shaoling City have all died."

"What's going on?" Mo Wentian couldn't help but frown. Since Zheng Yuer entered the Daxing Hall, he had never spoken from beginning to end, but he could not continue to remain silent at this time. After all, Zheng Yuer was his Taoist partner, and anything about her was her own business. Her subordinates fell for no reason, so she should seek justice for this.

Mo Wentian's tone was steady and deep. Although he did not deliberately increase his tone, the heavy pressure that came to his face made people feel breathless.

Zheng Yuer sighed slightly, took out a talisman filled with spiritual energy from the treasure trove, and said in a low voice: "The situation in Shaoling City is probably a little bad, so you can see it once you look at it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she activated the magic power of the Dantian. The talisman burst out with dazzling light, and bursts of black mist floated out from it, shuttled into the sky above the Daxing Palace, as if there was spiritual life, constantly transforming and condensing.

In just a blink of an eye, a variety of scenes appeared before the heads of the sects. Above was the gray sky that swallowed clouds and locked the sun, and in the distance were the mountains and ridges with rocks and dead trees. However, the scene around was the ruins of the city with ruins.

It seems that it is the ruins of Shaoling City. Including Mo Wentian, the heads of all sects all looked solemn. They did not expect that Shaoling City would be destroyed, but they didn't know why?

At this time, their eyes were concentrated on the teleportation array in the ruins. The formation flashed with dazzling light, and a figure came out from it. The man was wearing a blue long gown and carrying a blue magic sword.

"This person is dressed as a disciple of the inner sect of Shengxian Sect. He should be a disciple sent by Zhenren Yujun to Shaoling City!" The heads of the sects looked at each other, but their expressions became more and more serious. They stared at the phantom above their heads, and wanted to see clearly how this person fell?

It seemed that the scene in Shaoling City was beyond the surprise of the disciple of the Ascension Sect. He looked around blankly, looking at the monk's head with a look of shock, but at this moment, the black mist above his head surged, as if it was a whirlpool that flowed endlessly. In the center of the vortex, a golden giant claw suddenly poked out of thin air, as if it was an iron mountain pressing down from thin air, and instantly slapped the monk's head. Before he could even scream, the disciple of the Ascension Sect fell to the ground stiffly.

While he fell to the ground, all kinds of scenes collapsed suddenly, as if boiling water melted snow. The black fog suddenly surged like a tide, and frantically flowed back towards the distraction talisman. In just a moment, the sky above the Daxing Palace restored its original tranquility.

"Is it a level six monster?" The heads of the sects suddenly changed their expression and took a breath. Unexpectedly, the situation in Shaoling City seemed to be somewhat similar to Daxing City, and there was also a level six monster guarding. And the monster didn't know what its origin was? It just relied on that golden claw, it seemed to be a golden armored iron lion? It seemed to be a flying cloud leopard? It seemed to be a thunder tiger with wings?

But no matter what kind of monster it is, it is not weaker than the ghost mirage and demon toad. Although Renjun Zhenren has the help of the twelve sects of Yunzhou, and there are more than 200 Foundation-building Real People, he is also helpless in front of the sixth-level monsters. Shaoling City has not recovered, but there is nothing strange about it.

The three cities in Qingzhou are all places where heaven and earth are gathered. Hundreds of thousands of mortals often live here. No wonder they are occupied and occupied by the sixth-level monsters. This is inferred that the Qingjiang City of the Weijun Zhenren also has sixth-level monsters. The three deputy heads each chose one city. This is the real purpose of the True Lord Zhongtu. Now it is obvious that the True Lord Renjun has been eliminated, and he is afraid that he will miss the Grand Tutor of the head of the Ascension Sect.
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