"Sect Master, they are very careful. The time I spent entering there was too short."

Yang Wudi said:

"Every time I was summoned to the main hall, my six senses were banned first, and then I was allowed to regain my sense of the outside world when I got there.

There are two-way formations around the main hall, which isolates the immortal consciousness from external inspection.

And it must have been through the moving formation. Every time the subordinate came back to his senses, he felt sore and swollen after being squeezed by Qiankun.

This makes it difficult to determine the location of the Fourth Main Hall."

"Yes, they have indeed become more careful after the Second Main Hall was demolished."

Wu Wang pondered slightly and said with a smile:

"It doesn't matter. Since you're back, you're back. Later I will secretly send you to the Renhuang Pavilion to practice for a period of time. When the Ten Fierce Palaces are destroyed, you can return to the Mie Sect in an upright and honorable manner.

Thank you for your hard work during this time."

Yang Wudi hurriedly said: "Hey hey hey, aren't you having an affair with your subordinates?"

Wu Wang asked: "What benefits can you get from being in the Ten Fierce Hall?"

"What good can come from it, it's all just suffering haha."

Yang Wudi's face was filled with emotion, and with the word "poverty" engraved on his bald head, he sighed:

"The Ten Evil Palace itself is very poor. It relies on the blood pool to control people's hearts. Not to mention the offerings, the monks' normal cultivation consumption of spiritual stones cannot even supply them.

Speaking of which, those guys who were arrested were really pitiful.

They were forced to become murderers even though they did nothing."

"You don't have to worry about this."

Wu Wang said: "If these murderers are caught by Renhuang Pavilion, I will find a way to strip the murderous blood from their bodies."

Yang Wudi pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Sect Master, I... I still want to go back."

"Oh?" Wu Wan's eyes were slightly narrowed, "Are you worried about having a sweetheart?"

"I have a few good friends..."

"Um?"

"That's all in order to be a good internal response to you, the sect master, and it's just a joke when the situation arises out of necessity!"

Yang Wudi was righteous and said loudly:

"My subordinates are willing to solve the troubles of the Ten Ominous Palaces for the sect leader! It is my duty to take the lead!"

"It's not necessary," Wu Wan waved his hand, "The Ten Fierce Palace is just a small problem, and using internal tactics to defeat them is really bullying them.

Our real enemies are the parents of the Ten Fierce Palaces."

Yang Wudi raised his eyebrows.

Irony, Sect Master, this must be irony!

If he agreed to this, the next sentence from the sect leader would definitely be:

'Wudi, why have you gained weight recently? You will be punished with three thousand years of sacrifice. Considering that you may not be able to live another three thousand years, this part of the punishment must be paid in advance.'

That’s for sure!

"metropolitan!"

Yang Wudi knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists with both hands, and said loudly:

“I would like to give it another try, maybe I can reduce the losses of Renhuang Pavilion!

My subordinate is the man who destroyed the sect and is your general. Now the senior officials of the Renhuang Pavilion know that I went there to provide internal support. If I return without success, it will not be good for your image!

What's more, everyone can find and kill the Ten Evil Halls and others!

The subordinates are first a part of the human domain, then they are your subordinates, and then they are the internal agents of the Renhuang Pavilion who broke into the Ten Fierce Palaces!"

"Invincible..."

Wu Wan narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Wudi, feeling a little emotional for no reason in his heart.

[Probably, this is the flame burning in everyone’s heart in the human realm.

It’s rare for Wudi to have such an ambition. Being the leader of the clan himself cannot be an obstacle to him.】

Wu Wan said warmly: "Okay, I will fully cooperate with you and arrange the most reasonable way for you to get out of trouble, so that you can return to the Ten Fierce Palace safely and continue to work as an internal response!"

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

Yang Wudi lowered his head and accepted the order, feeling relieved in his heart.

【I really guessed it right!】

Outside the hall, Taoist Xiaojian looked at the great elder and said with a smile: "Although the Mie Sect is not large in scale, there are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers inside."

The great elder smiled and held his beard, and stood up straighter.

…

'What time is it?'

The main pavilion of Renhuang Pavilion is where Ling Xiaolan retreats.

The cocoon of light slowly dissipated, revealing the pretty figure sitting cross-legged in the sky.

The crystal-clear toes dipped down, half an inch above the ground and held by the fairy light. The hem of the spun yarn skirt gently slid down, revealing her proud figure, but no one could see it.

Then, she used fairy light to restrain herself, making her body look more 'smooth' from top to bottom, making her look a bit ordinary.

Before becoming an immortal, Fairy Ling only thought that visible objects were dirt.

After becoming an immortal, her mysophobia seems to be more serious. She doesn't like the eyes of others looking at her. Except when she is alone with Wu Wan, there is this disguised fairy light all around her.

A few fragments of the scriptures, and the realization that kept emerging from the bottom of my heart, that the cultivation realm has reached the middle stage of Yuanxian Realm, and can even faintly move forward to make another breakthrough...

Ling Xiaolan closed her eyes at this moment, and what appeared in her heart was Wu Wan's back sitting among the stone slabs, searching hard, like a madman.

[Brother Wuwang is really a person...]

She couldn't find a suitable adjective. She just felt that after reading scripture books for so many years, there were still some words that were lacking at this moment.

A female fairy came on a cloud, landed outside this remote temple, and bowed to Ling Xiaolan.

"Holy girl, I am here to inform you on the orders of the deputy master of the pavilion.

Due to the rebellion in the Ten Fierce Palaces, Young Master Ji Moji was attacked by the Ten Fierce Palaces and was seriously injured. The Master of Wuwu Palace has led his men to go out to find the Ten Fierce Palaces to settle matters. At this moment, the Master of Wuwang Palace is not in the Renhuang Pavilion.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! If the saint wants to find the master of Wuwang Hall, Pindao will immediately arrange for people to send you to the northeast."

Ling Xiaolan frowned slightly and asked, "When did Brother Wuwang go? Is Brother Ji seriously injured?"

"Alas," the female fairy sighed, "Mr. Ji's Dao foundation has been destroyed by half, and his future achievements may stop at the true fairyland. The Ji family is furious about this, and has put pressure on me, Renhuang Pavilion, several times."

Ling Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"As long as people are fine, Dao Ji can also be mended.

There’s no need to bother Renhuang Pavilion, I have several elders from my master’s sect waiting for me outside.”

After hearing what she said, the deacon of Renhuang Pavilion didn't insist much.

Ling Xiaolan first went to Wu Wan's residence to take a look, and cleaned the house she had lived in spotlessly before leaving with peace of mind and joining several masters from the Xuannv Sect.

She did not rush directly to the branch where Wu Wan was, but went back to the master's door first.

The Xuannv Sect has a technique to fill up the monks' foundation.

Of course, it is a technique that is practiced by women and then used on men.

This technique needs the permission of the master before it can be passed on to the designated woman; Ling Xiaolan returned to the master just to ask for orders to pass this technique on to Le Yao.

When it comes to dual cultivation techniques, since the collapse of the Hehuan Sect, the Xuannv Sect has become unique.

The exercises of the two are quite different. The exercises of the Xuannv Sect are more "plain", while the exercises of the Hehuan Sect focus on entertaining and educating, making practice full of fun.

Unfortunately, because the monks outside the sect were used as supplements, the Hehuan Sect was eventually destroyed together.

Ling Xiaolan walked around from the Xuannv Sect, and with the protection of several experts, rushed towards the Punishment Pavilion.

They sit on a lotus flower and cross thousands of mountains and rivers from high altitude.

When they were still more than a thousand miles away from arriving at the Punishment Pavilion, a master from Xuannv Sect suddenly woke up Ling Xiaolan who was meditating and whispered:

"Saint, there is something strange ahead."

"What's so strange?"

"Saint, please look."

The old woman blew a breath, and a cloud of mist slowly condensed, revealing the starry night sky.

A silver-gray shuttle slowly shuttled through the night sky.

The old woman pointed her finger in the clouds and mist, and the screen shook for a while. A battle was taking place inside the shuttle, with several "prisoners" dressed in black and shackled on their hands and feet struggling crazily and colliding with a group of immortal soldiers.
To be continued...