Super Sect System

Chapter 177: The Central Realm of Tongxuan Comes to Steal People! (twenty four)

"Listen up, don't go to the viewing room, it doesn't matter if you watch it occasionally, you should practice during the day or you have to practice. Do you understand?"

After speaking, Wen Ping stood up, and everyone followed suit.

But when Wen Ping stood up, the pitch-black stick in his waist attracted Qin Shan's attention.

pitch black.

Not impressive at all.

Even looking at it can make people feel a little disgusted.

Qin Shan muttered to himself, and asked in a very low voice: "Sect Master, why does your stick look so familiar?"

"This...I made it myself." Wen Ping responded flatly.

Qin Shan immediately smiled and said, "Sect Master, I have to say that the fire stick you made really looks like it."

Following Qin Shan's words, Yang Lele and others immediately looked over.

When their eyes fell on the fire stick on Wen Ping's waist, they all admired him.

"alike!"

"Sovereign, do you know how to carve wood?"

"It's really the same."

Everyone chattered and refused to listen, like a swarm of bees, Wen Ping had no choice but to hurry downstairs.

Just as Wen Ping went downstairs, Yang Xi also followed.

Yang Xi asked: "Sovereign, I want to go home for a day today, is that okay?"

Wen Ping nodded, and said in response: "You don't need to ask me about this matter. Next time, you can directly ask Elder Yun and the others. If you want to go back, go back, come back as soon as possible, and just don't delay your practice."

"Um!"

Yang Xi nodded, smiled and ran away.

After Yang Xi left, Wen Ping originally wanted to go shopping in Cangwu City in the afternoon, but when he came to Qingshui Street, the current appearance of Qingshui Street came into view.

At a glance, there are 100 meters of broken walls and ruins.

Starting from the foot of Yunlan Mountain, there are only ruins within a radius of 100 meters, and they are piled up in a disorderly manner. The bustling Qingshui Street in the past has no more people coming and going, which makes people feel a sense of desolation in their hearts.

Wen Ping understood that this was the result of "the gods fight, and the world suffers".

Walking two steps forward, the sound of crackling under the feet can be heard endlessly - those are the sounds of broken tiles breaking again.

Although more than ten days have passed, Qingshui Street is still like this.

Of course, it's not like nobody's cleaning up.

But in the ruins of each house, only that family or relatives of that family are busy. How many scattered ordinary people can do?

Behind them, the city towers are being repaired, the fields and crops outside the city are being repaired, and the villages are also being cleaned up. The bodies of many relatives have not been found yet.

Compared with the importance of these, Qingshui Street houses are much smaller.

Maybe the people from the City Lord's Mansion will come to clean up Qingshui Street after the tower is repaired, but not at the moment.

"Sect Master Wen!"

"Sect Master Wen!"

When Wen Ping walked forward, the busy people around turned their heads and bowed in salute.

This scene was deeply etched in Wen Ping's mind. After shopping and returning home, Wen Ping mobilized all his disciples to go down the mountain to do voluntary work tomorrow morning, and to help remove those extraordinarily heavy and thick pillars.

When Yang Lele heard that he was going down the mountain, he was full of energy, "Sect Master, don't worry, we will be able to remove all the wreckage of the house in one morning!"

Everyone nodded.

But Qin Shan responded from the side, "Going down the mountain! It feels a bit like the Qingyun sect going down the mountain... The people of Qingyun sect rescued Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, do you think we can save a few people?"

"hey-hey!"

"I might meet the handsome Xiaofan."

At this time, Huai Ye actually asked, "Speaking of going down the mountain, suzerain, can our Immortal Sect also let our disciples go down the mountain for a trial, let us go to the world of ordinary people, fight for justice and uphold justice!"

Wen Ping felt quite helpless when he heard the nonsense words of his disciples, these guys were poisoned by Zhu Xian.

This TV series is really rare!

In the future, time must be limited, and it cannot exceed one hour a day.

Wen Ping immediately rolled his eyes, "What do you think?"

"Hee hee, I don't know." Huai Ye grinned, then covered his mouth with his hand.

Afterwards, everyone followed Wen Ping to Qingshui Street, and put themselves into labor without saying a word.

This startled the people who were busy in the ruins.

Yang Lele was the first to bear the brunt, stepped forward, and took a bamboo basket full of bricks and stones from a woman. When she started, she estimated that it weighed a hundred catties, "Ma'am, you have a rest, I'm coming!"

With that said, Yang Lele snatched it directly, and fell down on the bullock cart not far away with a brisk walk.

"Thanks!"

"Thank you Sect Master Wen!"

When Qin Shan and others devoted themselves to the work of cleaning up the ruins, the people around expressed their gratitude one after another.

Many people have wet eyes.

Looking at this scene, Wen Ping was somewhat touched in his heart. Helping others seemed to give him a sense of pride no matter which world he was in.

At this moment, a carriage stopped at the foot of Yunlan Mountain, Yang Xi jumped down, jumped to the front of the ruins, and shouted loudly with a smile: "Suzerain, and everyone, I'm back! Did Lele think about it?" me?"

"I miss you!" Yang Lele turned his back, glanced at Zhao Qing, and quickly changed the subject, "Come to work quickly, our task this morning is to clean up this area."

Yang Xi asked from a distance: "Lele, where did Zhu Xian see last night?"

Yang Lele responded, "The Seven Meridians will soon be over."

When Yang Xi heard this, she immediately turned bitter, "Ah, you guys saw that so soon, if you knew I should have come back last night."

At this moment, another person came down from the carriage and clapped their hands after getting off.

Wen Ping glanced sideways, and saw that the person clapping his hands was a hale and hearty old man with piercing eyes. Dressed in a black gold robe, standing there, although smiling benevolently, trying to give people a feeling of not being angry. The first time he saw him, Wen Ping felt that this person was not simple, and immediately let the system obtain his personal information.

Murong Chi

Sex: Male

Age: 95 years old

Realm: Tongxuan Middle Realm

(From the Murong family of the two-star power, he is the current patriarch.)

Seeing this, Wen Ping was taken aback.

Tongxuan Middle Realm actually concealed his cultivation, and came to Cangwu City quietly.

Whether it's an enemy or a friend, it's hard to tell, so Wen Ping asked, "Senior, what's the matter?"

Hearing Wen Ping's words, Yang Xi finally came to his senses, turned his head quickly, and said to Wen Ping: "Sovereign, this Senior Murong asked me to follow him. I said no, he insisted on looking for you, and said that there is a way to let you go." Drive me out of the Immortal Sect."

"Um?"

Wen Ping immediately took another look at Murong Chi.

Is this guy trying to steal his disciple?

After Murong Chi got out of the carriage, he said bluntly, "Sect Master Wen, this little girl Yang Xi, I have followed her for three years and have been to Cangwu City more than a dozen times. Although my Murong family's strength is not as strong as that of Jijing Mountain, The giant is not bad, so I want to negotiate a condition with you, let Yang Xi go with me, just say what you want."