Super Sect System

Wen Ping had just flattened the two corners of the notice, but he didn't expect the scene to turn out like this, and he felt a little helpless.

He just wanted to come down and put up a notice this time.

"Get up. If you really want to apologize, then help me put these notices up on other streets. They must be posted in conspicuous places."

"Thank you, Master Wen, for your forgiveness. I will go immediately."

The waiter, whose face turned pale with fright, quickly stood up, took the notice in Wen Ping's hand, and ran away. Maybe it's because he's afraid that Wen Ping will regret it, or maybe he's afraid of staying here any longer.

When the fat boss saw the waiter's retreating figure, he didn't say much. As long as this matter wouldn't affect Chi Yu, he didn't care so much. But when he wanted to compliment Wen Ping, his eyes caught a glimpse of the notice on the wall.

You don’t know this by looking at it, but you’ll be shocked when you see it.

Talk about martial arts!

Seeing these three words, he immediately remembered those three days more than ten years ago. He was only in his twenties at the time, and he also dreamed of practicing, but without the guidance of a teacher, he was not qualified to join the sect.

That martial arts lecture almost made him go crazy, because the shortcut to realize his dream was in front, and because there were too many people, he couldn't squeeze through those monks who were at the second or even third level of body training.

In the end, he still failed to get the guidance from the Immortal Sect seniors, so he had no chance to embark on the path of spiritual practice, so he chose to inherit his father's restaurant.

Now that he saw the words "Lectures on Martial Arts", his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He looked at Wen Ping and asked in surprise: "Sect Leader Wen, do you really want to reopen the "Lectures on Martial Arts"?

"certainly."

A hint of surprise immediately appeared on the corner of the fat boss's mouth, and then he began to read the notice word for word, "In five days, it will be held at the foot of Yunlan Mountain. Anyone who wants to practice can go..."

"Five days later!" After reading the notice and being intoxicated in his own spiritual world for a while, the fat boss immediately exclaimed, and then his eyes returned to Wen Ping again, "Sect Master Wen, you are such a good person!"

"Good guy?"

Wen Ping laughed at himself. He didn't know if he counted.

The fat boss immediately said: "Of course Master Wen is a good person if he can reopen the martial arts conference. Just like your father, he did it for the people of Cangwu City. Except for the Immortal Sect, there should be no other sect that does this kind of thing. The door has been done.”

Wen Ping said: "I understand, after embarking on the path of spiritual practice, everyone feels that there is not enough time, and few people are willing to waste time on others. By the way, don't know what to call it?"

Luo Yi didn't expect Wen Ping to ask his name, so he quickly replied, "My surname is Luo and my name is Yi. Sect Master Wen can just call me Fatty Luo."

Wen Ping nodded and said: "Luo Yi, um, I remember it. By the way, remember to help me publicize the martial arts meeting. The more people who know about it, the better."

"Natural, natural."

After receiving the errand from Wen Ping, and it was for the martial arts competition, Luo Yi obliged and nodded frequently.

After nodding, he spoke again: "Don't worry, Sect Master Wen, my brother is the owner of a nearby martial arts hall. As long as he tells the martial arts alliance, all the martial arts apprentices in this area will definitely go. After all, there will be a martial arts conference This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and no one will say they don’t want to go.”

Wen Ping responded, "Well, I'll leave this matter to you."

Luo Yi hummed.

But the thoughts in my mind have already flown to nowhere. They may be standing outside the door of my brother's martial arts gym, or they may be shouting on the street. After standing numbly for a while, he murmured to himself: "After so many years, Cangwu City is lucky enough to receive the guidance of a body-refining monk again."

Seeing Luo Yi who was so happy that he forgot all about himself, Wen Ping was also very happy. He didn't expect that this method of teaching martial arts would be so successful. If this was properly publicized, I'm afraid there would be no need to use Bai Zong Lian Huan as a breakthrough point.

Of course, the premise is that he has enough people.

Currently, there are only two people in the Immortal Sect who can teach martial arts that day. He and Yun Liao have promoted it vigorously, but they are too busy.

After saying goodbye to Luo Yi, Wen Ping turned back along the way he came.

But Wen Ping didn't know that as soon as he left, the people around him were gradually attracted by the fat boss's words, and moved closer like ants moving. Looking at the notice, they were surprised and delighted, and some people even jumped for joy.

"The Immortal Sect has actually reopened its martial arts lectures."

"After more than ten years, the Wushu Lecture Conference has been reopened."

"I have to tell my son quickly that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He has been practicing in that martial arts hall for several years, and he has not been able to give a single word of advice to the monks of the sect."

"I will also inform my son."

…

Suddenly, the entire Qingshui Street fell into a sea of ​​joy.

When Wen Ping walked to the foot of Yunlan Mountain, he was overjoyed by the value that suddenly appeared in front of him - 1552/100000. As soon as the notice was posted, the number of people increased by 500.

"It seems like this martial arts lecture is going to be held right."

…

When Wen Ping went up the mountain, three people walked out of the alley at the foot of the mountain, led by Han Zhiyu who was wearing a green shirt. Beside him, there were two middle-aged men with rough faces and terrifyingly serious expressions.

Han Zhiyu leaned against the wall, glanced at Qingshui Street, and said coldly: "I thought that the Hundred Sect Alliance in Cangwu City could have some backbone, but I was really disappointed. There has been no movement for three days. I originally thought Lend their hands to let the Immortal Sect reveal something, I didn’t expect these guys to be so timid.”

A middle-aged man beside him spat and said contemptuously: "Second uncle, they are probably waiting for Mo Yue to go to hell. The plan to borrow their hands will definitely not work. We are now What should I do, squat here?”

Han Zhiyu shook his head and said: "The young master is already getting the golden shuttle leaves. We don't have much time left. We will go straight up the mountain today."

As soon as they heard the word "go up the mountain", the two people said quickly: "But the young master said that he just wanted us to find out the details of the Immortal Sect, and had no intention of us taking action. Moreover, before Li Kongshan died, he said that this sect master was very powerful. He couldn't even block a single move, and what's more, the one behind him..."

Before the two of them finished speaking, Han Zhiyu interrupted, and immediately glanced over with cold eyes, "Even if there is a Tongxuan Realm standing behind him, I won't be afraid. Who is not a Tongxuan Realm?"

"Second uncle, have you made a breakthrough?"

"Second uncle, you..."

The two of them exclaimed with joy on their faces.

Han Zhiyu smiled coldly, with a hint of disdain on his face, especially when his eyes fell in front of the sword monument, "If it can be found out that the person behind the Immortal Sect is in the Tongxuan realm, that would be great, so there is no need to trouble the young master to bring someone else here. Take the wooden quicksand, we can directly take the wooden quicksand back, the young master will be very happy when he finds out."

"What if not?"

"No...then there's no need for me to take action. You two just go on a killing spree. If you dare to kill anyone in Jijing Mountain, you have to pay a price with some blood." After a ferocious smile, Han Zhiyu pointed at the thousand-story stone steps and said, "You two People come directly from here and kill everyone they meet until the person behind them is forced out."

"yes!"

"yes!"

The two of them responded at the same time, with a wicked smile on their faces. They stretched out their bright red tongues and licked their white lips, and said in unison, "I haven't killed anyone in a month. It really suffocates me."