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Most of these people are cultivators in the southwest fortress, and a small number are from Wentian Sect. However, the people from Wentian Sect have their cultivation levels above the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. There is also an old man who is casually dressed and looks ordinary, with an aura as deep as the sea. It seems unfathomable. I think it is the rumored Wentian Ancestor, and he is also the only god-transforming stage in the Great Six of Jiuzhou.

Liu Wensheng stood beside the ancestor Wentian as a junior, with his words and deeds quite respectful. After landing, he immediately said to Wu Wei and his people: "You can't wait to see Senior Wentian."

"I'll pay homage to Senior Wentian." On the third camp, the monks who were Wu Weiwei were shocked and all took a step forward, worshiping each other. They usually call the wind and rain, and are respected by thousands of people, but they are now cautious and frightened, fearing that some flaws in etiquette would lead to the punishment of the old monster transforming into gods. Du Fan was the same.

"You fellow Taoists don't have to be too polite. I'm here to take a look and I won't be involved in the spiritual mine. You don't need to have any worries. Just treat me as an ordinary visitor from the Friends' Sect, or just ignore me as air." The ancestor Wentian smiled and spoke indifferently, his tone and attitude was unexpectedly peaceful.

But even if he said something, the people present were not three-year-olds, so naturally they would not believe the other party's words, but just regarded it as a scene where the ancestor Wentian showed his identity.

But despite this, after the words of the ancestor Wentian, it somewhat relieved the tension and worry in everyone's hearts. At least on the surface, this legendary old monster of Transformation is not a irritable, bloodthirsty and crazy person.

After Wu Wei and others changed their minds, they immediately bowed to the ancestor Wentian again, saying that they did not dare.

The ancestor Wentian just waved his hand with a smile, and then stood there without saying a word, as if he was out of the matter, but his eyes fell on the two people intentionally or unintentionally, one was Wu Wei and the other was Du Fan.

Du Fan suddenly felt a cold current passing through his body, as if everything about him was transparent, which was really terrifying, but this feeling came quickly and went quickly. When he suddenly woke up and looked at the ancestor Wentian, the other party no longer paid attention to him.

Even though Du Fan was ashamed and annoyed, he could not ask this old monster in the God Transformation Stage. He just kept a secret note in his heart that the other party was very dangerous and was definitely not as approachable as he seemed on the surface. You must be careful and be more careful.

"Senior Wentian, fellow Taoists of Wentian Sect, please come to the city for a lecture." Wu Weichong and invited everyone in Wentian Sect.

At this time, a middle-aged man from Wentian Sect walked out of him. He first bowed to Wu Wei, and then smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Wu, there is no need to worry, let's go directly to the frontline stronghold to hand over and accept it."

"Okay, the No. 1 stronghold in the base camp is in that direction. I wonder how your sect plans to go?" Wu Wei nodded, raised his hand to point out a direction, and said in a tone of justification.

"Of course, the faster the better." The middle-aged man smiled, then turned around, bowed deeply to the ancestor Wentian, and said respectfully: "In order to hurry, I hope the ancestor can borrow the Moteng flying boat."

The ancestor Wentian still said nothing, but with a blink of an eye, the dark green flying boat that had shrunk in the air expanded again, turning into dozens of acres of giants. A trembling sound suddenly came out, emitting a terrifying spiritual pressure.

This is a very innate magic weapon, or a rare and unusual flying object.

"Friends of Taoism, please move to the flying boat." The middle-aged man from Wentian Sect said to Wu Wei and others.

"Senior Wentian, please, please." Wu Wei's eyes turned and said to the ancestor Wentian.

The ancestor Wentian smiled slightly, and his figure flashed just before he appeared on the Moteng Flying Boat.

Then, Wu Wei, the middle-aged man and Liu Wensheng, greeted his own people and then embarked on the flying boat one after another.

The ancestor Wentian stood at the front of the Moteng flying boat and raised his hand to make a magic trick. After the dark green light on the giant boat body was over, it suddenly roared out like a crossbow arrow.

Wu Wei and Du Fan always stood together. Their lips often squirmed twice, but no sound came out. It was obviously sending messages to each other and discussing something.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Wu Wei nodded, then turned his eyes, glanced at Liu Wensheng standing in front, and also said a few words with the technique of voice transmission.

Liu Wensheng's ears moved slightly, and then he looked thoughtful. After a while, he sent a few words to Wu Wei.

After hearing this, Wu Wei turned to Du Fan to send a message, which immediately made Du Fan's expression relax.

The communication between Du Fan and the other two was silent, so no one noticed anything. In fact, many other monks on the Mo Teng Flying Boat were communicating with each other in this way.

...

A few days later, Mo Teng's flying boat suddenly stopped and steadily stopped over a city. This city was the No. 1 stronghold below the Third Camp.

Neither the No. 1 stronghold of this party or the corresponding Chongzhou War Zone stronghold, it does not belong to Du Fan's sphere of influence, so it has nothing to do with him.

The middle-aged man from Wentian Sect took two powerful Nascent Soul abilities to leave the Moteng Flying Boat, steered the escape light, looked around the city, and then returned to the Flying Boat again.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Wei, there is no problem with the city. Go to the mining area to take a look." The middle-aged man said.

"Yes, it's not appropriate to go, so let's go now." Since it was a matter of internal determination, Wu Wei naturally would not object to anything. His task was just to accompany the other party to a formality.

However, in Du Fan's opinion, the middle-aged man's actions of taking people around the city seemed to be perfunctory.

The Moteng Flying Boat started again and headed towards the No. 1 stronghold mining area.

...

In less than an hour, everyone arrived at the branch ore veins.

This time, the middle-aged man from Wentian Sect did not walk off the flying boat, but turned his attention to Wentian Ancestor.

The ancestor Wentian closed his eyes, opened it after a moment, and nodded slightly.

The middle-aged man immediately said to Wu Wei: "Fellow Daoist Wu, there is no problem with this mining area. Let's go to the stronghold in Chongzhou to take a look."

"Okay, the Chongzhou stronghold corresponding to this place is in that direction." Wu Wei raised his hand and pointed.

The Moteng Flying Boat immediately started and suddenly rushed out.

...

The situation next is similar. Whenever the Moteng Flying Boat arrives at a stronghold city, no matter the enemy, the middle-aged man will take people to patrol. If he arrives at the mining area, the ancestor Wentian will make the decision.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that during this handover, Wentian Sect was not concerned about the things in the stronghold city, but the top-grade spirit stone ore vein itself. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!