Several peaks around Wuwei Taoist Temple were absorbed into the Yongjian Wand, and there were also tens of thousands of people from Qingyan Town.

Although the light emitted by the torch sun is not high, it makes the growth rate of nearby plants and trees extremely exaggerated. Every day, Taoist disciples need to spend time cleaning up weeds.

In addition, the difference between the Yongjian Wan and the outside world is almost impossible to see, but it is even more strange. After all, demons and monsters can be seen everywhere.

The demon cultivator was locked up in the prison area and only provided basic water and food. Ren Qing would definitely not put them back to the outside world in a short period of time.

Han Li stood outside the mountain gate, staring at the meat wall in the distance, and then focused on the dream market in the center of the lake.

He originally thought that Xiancheng was in some kind of magic weapon, but he didn't expect it to be in his stomach.

Han Li couldn't help but think of the Taotie method taught by Ren Qing. Although he only knew part of the content, the two were probably the same origin.

He couldn't help but feel the heat in his heart, and he subconsciously muttered a few words about the Taotie method.

At this moment, the Yongjian Bush shook, and the Taoist disciples, including Han Li, felt that there was a suction force in the sky.

Then the Taoist disciples flew out of thin air, followed by the people.

Han Li didn't know what was going on in the outside world, and just hoped that there would be a foothold in the Wuwei Taoist Temple, otherwise it would be better to stay in the stomach.

In a trance, he realized that he had left the world in his stomach, and noise came from his ears, and the source of the sound was everywhere.

Han Li forced himself to calm down and looked around. He was shocked by the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but stand in place.

It was a town formed by foreign houses. There were many shops on the streets, and dozens or hundreds of earthly immortals walked through it.

There is even a shop for refining magic weapons, and a man with double eyes is entertaining guests.

A huge 100-meter-long wall is being built around the town, and more than a dozen bans flexibly carved mysterious patterns on the surface.

Obviously, he planned to refine the city wall into a magic weapon.

Such a work is jaw-dropping.

What made Han Li most at a loss was that the other end of the town was an endless desert, and even the whistling of wind and sand could be heard.

This place is likely to be on the edge of Jingzhou.

However, he immediately discovered that there was still a faint demonic aura around him, and the content of true energy was almost impossible to detect.

Han Li didn't have much regrets about this.

These children who grew up in the morning street have a very little sense of belonging to the Wuwei Taoist Temple, and secretly call themselves the disciples of the Immortal Lord.

Even if the Netherworld Heavenly Insect Technique cannot be practiced, then you might as well focus on Taotie Technique and Shadowless Ghost.

Han Li looked up and looked at a restrained monk holding a book not far away.

Li Tiangang stood on the eaves, frowning slightly, and Ren Qing brought much more Jingzhou people than he thought.

There are tens of thousands of people alone, dressed like refugees suffering from famine.

"Ren Qing, this guy, will disappear after letting go of the person. Are you so seriously injured?"

Li Tiangang shook his head and shouted to the thin man not far away: "Xu Nian, there are too many people, and the area of ​​the town needs to be expanded."

"good!!"

Xu Nian spitted into his palm, then slapped hard at the ground.

The wrinkled bone arms emerged from the ground, dragging the wall to extend outward, and did not stop until hundreds of meters passed.

Seeing this, Li Tiangang took out the page of paper and unsealed the houses in it, and the size of the town immediately increased a lot.

The Taoist disciples looked at the methods of the ban on the soldiers and immediately looked at each other.

And the people couldn't help but feel afraid.

Li Tiangang was satisfied. Although he had learned about the situation in Jingzhou in advance, it involved the existence of the Earth Immortal Stage after all.

He wanted to conquer the disciples of Wuwei Taoist Temple as soon as possible so as not to waste their energy and consume them internally, so he was a little embarrassed.

Then, at the warning of Li Tiangang, the jailers began to arrange accommodation for the people and picked out more than a dozen constables to maintain order.

Qing Songzi also took the initiative to ask the Taoist temple disciples to help distribute supplies, and it seemed that they were trying to integrate Wuwei Taoist temple into the imperial guard hall.

But he couldn't help but feel a little confused, especially after getting close to the prison guards, he found that no one had cultivated his true energy at all.

Alienation also seems to appear the day after tomorrow.

It shows that the Jinzhu Hall is probably an alien force, not the earthly immortal in Wuliangzi's mouth.

Qing Songzi was not angry. After all, without the support of the banned soldiers, the Taoist tradition of Wuwei Taoist Temple might have been destroyed in Qingyan Town.

However, as the head teacher, every word and action can determine the life and death of hundreds of people, and the invisible pressure makes him breathless.

"Senior brother, what would happen if it were you?"

Just when Qing Songzi was at a loss, her shoulder was slapped heavily, and she turned around and saw a strange man.

The man's skin was charred and covered with cracks, and he looked serious and had not healed.

Qing Songzi followed the man in a terrible way, and the two walked towards the center of the town.

"Qing Songzi, do you know the history of Wuwei Taoist Temple?"

“In the books…”

"That's just what the sect wants you to see."

Ren Qing talks about the rise and fall of Wuwei Taoist Temple from the perspective of a bystander and the choice made by Tiandaozi to get rid of his destiny.

Qing Songzi was fascinated by listening, and the pictures constructed in her mind were completely different from those recorded in classics.

He felt that Ren Qing had not lie, and his impetuousness gradually dissipated.

The two came to the center of the town, and a deep pit was dug out on the ground, not sure what to do to bury.

Ren Qing did not speak anymore, waiting for Qing Songzi to digest it by herself.

If Wuwei Taoist Temple has a different intention, the imperial guard hall will definitely be cleaned up, which will affect the collection of Youyuan in the fairy city.

He could only help Wuwei Taoist Temple integrate into the imperial guard hall as much as possible.

Qing Songzi said in silence for a long time: "This world is more dangerous than I thought, and even the ancestors have struggled countless times."

"Senior Brother Wuliangzi is right, we haven't had a hundred years..."

Qing Songzi complained endlessly, as if she regarded Ren Qing as Immortal.

While they were chatting, four people gathered next to the deep pit, all of which were in the dark place of the imperial guard hall. How could ordinary monks dare to get close to them?

The rest of the Yin and Miscities did not come to Jingzhou. After all, Xiangxiang still needed to be stationed in bans to avoid accidents in supply replenishment in the rear.

In addition to Li Tiangang, there are also Miss Bai and Li Yaoyang.

The last one was relatively unfamiliar with his wrinkled face, and his face looked more like a farmer. He should be a newcomer recently.

He nodded to Ren Qing, then spoke in his mouth on his chest and abdomen, "I'm going down to Xu Yizhou, I'm practicing my escape technique."

"In the next Qing, I will not describe the many techniques I have practiced."

Ren Qing thought for a moment, and in my memory, my escape technique is similar to the Five Elements escape technique, and can travel through various regions at an extremely fast speed.

Xu Yizhou wanted to continue to make some polite words, but Li Tiangang was a little impatient.

He hurriedly urged: "Ren Qing, your insect is fading, and it will turn into spiritual veins as soon as possible. We can make arrangements next."

Li Yaoyang added: "Brother Ren doesn't know that the demonic energy here is becoming more and more intense. If it is not separated, it will easily erode the body and soul of mortals."

Seeing this, Ren Qing did not bother to take out the insects in the Yongjian Fence and faded.

The worm fades from the fading of the earthly immortals and heavenly insects. It looks half human and half insect on the outside. Although it is incomplete, it exudes a terrifying aura.

Ren Qing is not bad, after all, the ghost is protected by the Heavenly Dao Worm.

But for Li Tiangang and others, the oppression caused by insect decay is beyond words, and it is far beyond the reach of the corpse of the Taoist corpse of the wine and meat.

Qing Songzi opened her mouth wide, and a black worm possessed her but could barely stand there.

The Youyuan running in his dantian became extremely active, and instinctively absorbed the true energy emitted by the insects, thereby strengthening himself.

"Is this the spiritual vein?"

According to classic records, spiritual veins can create a blessed land, with spiritual herbs growing in all seasons and attracting cranes.

Li Yaoyang endured the stinging pain in his eyes and stared at the insect fading with a scorching look.

His magic is also related to insects, but unfortunately the realm difference is too large. The law of heaven is not a ban on the law of banning, so there are not many places to learn from.

Li Tiangang used paper to seal the surroundings to prevent the situation from suddenly losing control.

Seeing this, Ren Qing threw out the dragon and snake ridges and wrapped around the huge insects.

As his natal magic weapon, many people still know it, but they did not expect that it has become a strange-looking young dragon.

Ren Qing was about to put the insects into a deep pit when he suddenly felt the light and shadows become distorted, and everyone was already accustomed to this.

The phantom of Dameng Zhenren appeared, and he stared at the insects and didn't know what they were thinking.

Ren Qing was not good at putting the insect down, so he had to forcefully hang it in the air with the dragon and snake spine.

After a long time, Dameng Zhenren took out a handful of black seeds the size of sesame seeds and sprinkled them evenly on the surface of the insect fading.
To be continued...