Chapter 440: Forced swallow

The sun was shining brightly, Wuqi sat upright behind the long table in front of the gate of the City Shoufu, slowly tasting the fragrant tea. In front of him were eight small celadon chips with exquisite small snacks, which were all carefully prepared by the chefs in the City Shoufu.

Tea is a good tea, and spiritual tea picked in the deep mountains beside Ancheng. Pastry is also a good cake. There are two beautiful and well-behaved maids around them, and the cool breeze blew up with fragrance. Wuqi felt that his enjoyment was really depraved.

The strong wind blew the flags above my head, and some idle people were standing carefully under the eaves across the road, looking at the movements here. From time to time, a few people dressed in casual cultivators walked past the city lord's mansion and glanced at the notices on both sides of the gate. Wuqi noticed that some casual cultivators were obviously moved, but when they were about to walk towards themselves, they were pulled away by their companions around them.

After clattering, Wuqi turned his head and asked a maid beside him, "It's been two days, why hasn't anyone applied for the recruitment yet?"

The two maids did not dare to say anything, but just bowed respectfully and replied in a low voice: "I don't know!"

Don’t know? Wuqi poured tea into his mouth in a few bites, grabbed two pieces of pine nut cake and swallowed it, then clapped his hands, and called out to the city lord’s mansion: “Monk, come out and stare. Someone signs up, and then take him to see Sanle Zhenren. Well, I don’t believe it. There is such a good condition, but no one is willing to respond!”

Standing up, Wuqi was about to go and ask Ancheng for information. Suddenly, he saw an old man in a long blue gown in a pharmacy that specializes in selling various elixirs diagonally opposite. He was hiding behind the curtain with his eyes narrowed, and looked at him through the gap in the curtain. The old man's cultivation was only at the early stage of the Golden Pill, with a little vigilance and even a little disgust.

The old man hid behind the curtain and was covered by the shadow of the door panel. If Wuqi had not been sharp-eyed, how could he find him?

Frowning, Wuqi stood up and gave the seat to the young monk Shouxin who came out of the mansion, and then walked towards the pharmacy with a smile. Seeing Wuqi walking towards him, the old man's face suddenly changed rapidly. He put on the door panel and wanted to close the door of the pharmacy.

But Wuqi couldn't let him close the door. He moved his foot and reached the door, reached over the door panel, and greeted the old man through the curtain: "Why did this fellow Taoist look like a ghost when he saw me? Hahaha, is it because fellow Taoist misunderstandings about me?"

The old man's face turned blue. He hurriedly released the door panel, staggered back a few steps, and bowed to Wuqi repeatedly and said, "Fellow Taoist, senior, I don't know where I offended the senior, giggle, giggle!" As he said that, the old man actually started a cold war, and his teeth touched each other and made a 'giggle' sound. Obviously, he was frightened by Wuqi's sudden arrival.

There were sounds coming from all over the world. Wuqi didn't need to release his spiritual consciousness. Just standing on the clouds at a high altitude overlooking the feedback from a demon god puppet in Ancheng below was enough to let him know the movements around him - more than a dozen nearby shops related to monks, the shopkeepers and friends walked out of the door carefully and found various excuses to greet each other, but their eyes were all on Wuqi.

He looked back at those people in surprise, and the shopkeepers suddenly scattered, and they all hurriedly returned to their shops. A few timids even closed the door and hung up the guise of closing. Wuqi looked up at the sky in a daze. The sun was shining brightly. It was noon, and it was closed. Do you close for ghosts to see?

After laughing dryly, Wuqi walked into the pharmacy and bowed to the old man with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, don't panic, don't be afraid. I have no malice, I just want to consult with fellow Taoist."

The old man trembled and grabbed a rag and wiped a spotless medicine rack beside him hard. He smiled dryly: "Senior, I must have said everything I know. Senior, just ask."

Wuqi rolled his eyes and asked with a smile: "Which fellow Taoist comes from, which sect?"

With a 'gudong', the old man knelt directly on the ground. He kowtowed heavily and said, "Senior, please be kind to me, please be kind to me! I was born in a small family. Nine days ago, the elders in the juniors died in the mountains. There is no elder in the sect anymore. Woo woo, if you like this little foundation of your senior, just take it away. It is not easy for me to practice hard for three hundred years, and finally formed a golden elixir. Please spare your life!"

sluggish.

Wuqi stared at the old man who was crying and covered in tears. After a while, he came to his senses: "Is it so scary?"

The old man kowtowed heavily on the ground and cried: "The little Wuxiang Buddha Land is so angry that the Arhats have passed away. The Golden Pavilion Temple was destroyed and the Jade Tower Temple was overturned. It's a pity that the younger generation has not been easy to cultivate. It took three hundred years to form a golden elixir. The senior generation is proud of their hands... The younger generation cannot easily discard this pure yang!"

Wuqi was confused again. He frowned and thought for a long time. Then he picked up the old man and shouted sternly: "Don't cry, tell me well! If you dare to cry again, I will peel your skin, suck your tendons, and demote your soul to the Nine Nether Hell, and suffer the pain of the Nether Fire soul refining day and night!"

With a loud roar, more doors closed sounds came from all around, but the old man hurriedly put away his crying, wiped his face with a rag for a while, forcing a smile. He whispered and curled his waist and carefully explained to Wuqi the strange atmosphere in Ancheng.

It turned out that when Monk Jing'an was the city lord, he had a relatively balanced strength with the surrounding Ancheng. The Great Lotte Palace and Yuta Temple were in stalemate. These two forces with strong backers fought openly and secretly to reach a balance. The other small forces naturally enjoyed seeking development in the cracks. Monk Jing'an was the city lord and governed with the Buddha's mind and nature. These small forces also had much better life.

But in just less than half a month, the situation suddenly changed.

The Great Lotte Palace stepped on the Yuta Temple and the soldiers were approached by Jinge Temple. Monk Jing'an died and replaced Sanle Zhenren as the city lord. This is fine. Although Sanle Zhenren is an evil cultivator, the Jinge Temple does not fall. The two major forces are still evenly matched. At most, Sanle Zhenren is more greedy and the number of taps is larger. Other small forces can still live safely in Ancheng.

However, Liu Yi and others suddenly intervened, and Wuqi pushed a hand heavily behind his back. The army of Daletian Palace was wiped out, the army of Jinge Temple was wiped out, and the heads of all forces around Ancheng were blown to ashes by Wuqi's extinction. The leader of the righteous leader was also eaten and wiped out by the ancestor of Fuji, and even the ashes were refined by the ancestor of Fuji.

For a time, the Daletian Palace around Ancheng was dominant, and the ancestor of the Qunji was like a dark cloud, weighing heavily on the hearts of all the sects of small forces. The Daletian Palace was notorious and always liked to do something to steal men and women. It was so famous that he was terrified that he was terrified and went out 800 miles against the wind. Now that the great rage arhat has fallen, the Daletian Palace has no rival nemesis, and the backers of all the small forces have died completely. It is impossible for you to call these disciples and disciples of these small forces to be frightened!

As for the old man in front of Wuqi, the strongest Supreme Elder of his sect was only at the middle stage of the Yuanshen stage. However, because of curiosity, he ran to the deep mountains to see what the remains of Zhixian looked like. Of course, he also had the intention of getting a bargain. As a result, he never returned, and even the elders of the Nascent Soul stage in the sect were all gone. Now there are only two or three big cats and kittens left in the sect in Jindan stage, and there is also a Fuji ancestor behind Wuqi and others.

One of these small forces is reluctant to abandon the foundation of the portal, while the other is afraid of Wuke and they are afraid of death. Therefore, these days they are like ants on a hot pan, feeling very distressed, but they don’t know what to do.

Wuqi and others raised flagpoles to recruit casual cultivators to join the city lord's mansion. The problem is that the reputation of the Great Lotte Palace is too bad. Which casual cultivator dares to join for those high salaries? People who practice Taoism value their cultivation and essence the most, but Queen Qiao likes to plunder the Yuanyang energy of their disciples the most. Although Queen Qiao is said to have also fallen now, where is the reputation of the Great Lotte Palace, who dares to join?

"That's it!" Wuqi looked at the old man who was scared and trembling with his legs a little helplessly: "The reputation of Daletian Palace is really bad?"

The old man laughed a few times, not daring to take on this. The Great Lotte Palace is not only a bad reputation, but it is simply a bad street. All the disciples of the Great Lotte Palace are devils, and who other monks dare to provoke them? Not to mention just raising flags to recruit people, even if Wuqie is placed in front of him, no casual cultivator dares to join the city lord's mansion for the sake of greed for money.

Looking at the old man's dry laughter, Wuqi's heart became angry. Why did he ignore this problem? Is the fame of the Lotte Palace really smelly?

However, now that the elders of all the forces around Ancheng are dead, why are I still reasoning with these monks who stay in the city?

With a cold snorting, Wuqi patted the old man on the shoulder and turned around and walked out of the pharmacy. He walked slowly to the gate of the city lord's mansion, pulled down the two notices at the door, and flew into the sky. With a breath of true energy, Wuqi shouted sternly: "Listen to all the cultivators in He'an City! From today on, you are all disciples of the outer sect of the Great Lotte Palace! No monthly salary or salary, your only way out is to obey and act obediently according to the words of Daoye!"

A few lightning lights were thrown down, killing several houses in the city. Wuqi shouted loudly: "From today, all the shops in the city are the industries of the Great Lotte Palace! All your shopkeepers, friends, and those who have cultivation levels above the acquired peak will go to the City Lord's Mansion to register. From today on, you are all outer disciples of the Great Lotte Palace! Who dares not go, kill! Who dares to hide their accounts, kill! Who dares to hide their money and kill!"

Dozens of lightning rays were thrown around with dancing hands and feet. Wuqi screamed and said, "In short, from today on, the Great Lotte Palace will unify and Ancheng. Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish! All monks will register all the assets of their sects and report them within today. Those who violate the order will be killed!"

After taking a breath, Wuqi said in a deep voice: "Today join the outer disciples of the Daletian Palace, Dao Ye guarantees their safety. Those who join in the future today will inevitably make furnaces and cauldrons!"

I heard a sudden chaos in the city. A large group of monks ran out from all over the place crying and shouting, either rushing toward the city guard house with a burst of energy or riding sword light. In just a cup of tea, the city guard house was surrounded by tens of thousands of monks. The monks shouted loudly, crying and asking Sanle to collect them quickly!

Wuqi was happy to see it and suddenly burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!