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Feng Ju died, dozens of Xianwu abandoned weapons surrendered, one by one kneeling on the ground, dare not even look at Ning Tao.

Ning Tao took a leap forward, and shot down the plaque of the "Seven Immortals Gate" with a single shot: "The Seven Immortals Palace has become history. From now on it will be called the Sun Palace. This mountain is our mountain, this palace It is my palace. Those who follow me sincerely, who are not afraid of fighting with Jizo Gate, will stay. Those who are unwilling to follow me and are afraid of Jizo Gate can leave. "

Dozens of Xianwu kneeling on the ground then raised their heads. You look at me, I look at you and exchange eyes.

A long-faced Xianwu said, "Daxian, are you telling the truth?"

Ning Tao nodded.

Long-faced Xianwu also said, "We're leaving, won't you kill us?"

Ning Tao said lightly: "You think of me as someone, of course, what I say counts, I will not stop if I want to leave, I will not kill."

The long-faced Xianwu stood up, glanced over a group of Xianwu, and Shen Sheng said, "Who wants to follow me?"

More than a dozen Xianwu exchanged their eyes and stood up, followed the long-faced Xianwu down the steps, and quickly walked towards the side of the square.

Ning Tao glanced down at Jin Jinzang.

Jin Zang understood it, turned and looked at the group of immortal swiftly leaving, the golden eyes were full of light.

"Let's go to Jizo Gate," said one Xianwu.

"We brought the news of Fengju's killing to Jizo Gate, and the people in Jizo Gate will definitely take us in," said a fairy Wu.

"Perhaps, we can build a martial art ourselves, grab those small villages, and start again!" Said a fairy Wu.

"Boss, you have the idea. We will go wherever you say." A fairy Wu said.

Long-faced Xianwu said, "Are your heads filled with grass? Of course, you're going to the treasure house! Take all you can get, and then go high!"

"Boss high opinion!" A few people were immediately excited.

Long-faced Xianwu sneered: "Does that guy really think he will be fine if he kills Fengju? It won't be long before the people in Jizomen kill, and no one will stay here at that time. You follow me, I absolutely I won't treat you badly. "

As soon as his words fell, Ji Jinzang suddenly came out of the dense forest by the road.

A group of Xianwu hurriedly stopped.

The long-faced Xianwu swept away the spirits just now and trembled, "Grandpa Tibetan ... what are you doing? Your master said that we should let us go and not kill me."

貔貅 Jin Zang's mouth spit out a saying: "Yes, my master said to let you go and he would not kill you, but did I say to let you go and not kill you?"

The sound fell, it fluttered ...

Are there any good people at Qixianmen?

Maybe there are, but certainly not those with long-faced Xianwu and those who left him. When Ning Tao opened his eyes, he could see how many evil thoughts and sins a person has. It was really difficult for these heart-broken people to kneel on the ground to kill them. So, he gave them a hope, and then Jin Jinzang executed those people.

He promised not to kill them, but he didn't do it.

Fengxianshan won it.

The refugees from the mysterious town arrived at Fengxian Mountain and were settled in the Sun Palace.

A large number of slaves were also imprisoned in the Sun Palace, most of whom were looted from various places in Fanxian. Women who are beautiful are waiting for the immortals and immortals of Qixianmen, and they are doing laundry washing and cleaning. Men are without exception all coolies, some farming, some mining, not eating enough and warming, once they are sick, they are directly disposed of.

Ning Tao freed these people.

Thousands of ragged male and female slaves gathered in front of the once infinite palace, waiting for Ning Tao to announce their fate.

Ning Tao said: "The Seven Immortals Gate has been destroyed by me and you are free. I now give you two choices and are willing to stay. This is your home. I will assign you houses and fields. What do you want to plant? Just plant. If you want to leave, I will be entangled with food. You decide for yourself, the station to the left is willing to leave, and the station to the left is willing to stay. "

Thousands of slaves scrambled to the left.

There are only a few dozen people left.

Ning Tao immediately sent people to entangle and food.

The dozens of people thanked Ning Tao and went on the road.

It is good to stay, but some people still have relatives in their homes and want to go back and reunite with them.

After these people leave, what happened here will spread in Fanxiandi. This is what Ning Tao wanted, because if Hu Ji and Tang Zixian were in Fanxiandi, they might hear the news of him, come to meet him, or send him a letter and ask him to meet.

There is no need to worry about Ning Tao when arranging a house. Song Changlong likes this kind of thing most and takes the initiative to take over this task.

"Master, are you going to see the treasure house of Qixianmen?" Wu Jinzang asked.

Ning Tao said, "Of course I'm going. Take me to see."

"Master, can I go?" Song Qingyin asked.

Ning Tao glanced at Nanmen Xunxian.

Nanmen Xunxian said with a smile: "If you want to see it, go and see it together."

Luo Xian raised her hand: "I want to see it too."

Nanmen Xunxian looked at Ning Tao again.

This look is a woman, I am the master, do you mean the man?

Ning Tao thought for a moment before saying, "Well, you can follow along."

This Luoxian is very cunning, but now it's an occasion for people to use it.

A group of four people followed Lu Jinzang to the hillside behind the Bu Ri Gong, and the treasure house was built under a cliff. The gate was a mysterious iron gate of at least tens of kilograms, and it was reinforced by the law.

However, there was no need to break the line or smash the door. Ning Tao took the treasure key collected from Feng Ju, and he opened the door with the key.

The huge and heavy black iron door slowly opened, and a piece of moonlight-like brilliance suddenly rushed towards the face, which was the light from a large pile of immortal gold stacked in the middle of the treasure house.

Xianjin is not only a coin, but also an important material for training and refining the magic weapon. In fact, the reason why immortal gold has become a currency is that it is a precious spiritual material, just like gold in the earth's currency system.

In addition to a lot of immortal gold, there are many precious spirits and magical instruments in the treasure house. However, most of these instruments are tattered antiques. I don't know what age it was, and who the former owner was. However, judging by the degree of shabby and some weathering features, the age of those instruments is extremely old. In addition, the artifacts that can be stored in the treasure house, even if they are broken again, will certainly have important meaning and value.

"Sir, can I go and lie in that fairy gold?" Luo Xian stared at Ning Tao gazing at him.

Principal?

Ning Tao froze slightly: "What did you call me just now?"

Luoxian knelt on one knee, holding his fist over his head: "Luoxian is willing to follow the protagonist and create great achievements!"

Ning Tao said: "You can follow me, I have only one condition."

"What ... the conditions?" Luo Xian looked a little embarrassed.

Ning Tao said: "From now on, don't pit people anymore, don't kill good people, bad people can kill, can you do it?"

"I can do it!" Luo Xian promised.

Ning Tao smiled and said, "Go and lie down."

"Thank you, Lord." Luo Xian stood up from the ground and couldn't wait to pounce on the pile of two tall Xian Jins, and then pierced her head.

Ning Tao was sure that the goods would be loaded into his pocket, but he didn't care. He has learned a long time ago. If people are not greedy, is it still human? It's better to be greedy and sweet, to have the motivation to do things, and to control. There is no fish in Shuiqing. He wants to raise fish in Fengxian Mountain, fight with people, and fight with heaven, so he can't get a pool of clear water.

Sure enough, when Ning Tao turned around and walked to the broken pieces of instruments, Luoxian quickly filled a pocket of fairy gold ...

Those implements are really too shabby, and several of them are incomplete. Even if all the pieces are put together, they cannot be restored.

"These artifacts ..." Nanmen Xunxian looked at them, and suddenly found something, a little excited. "These artifacts are all artifacts of the ancient times, they are real antiques."

"A magic weapon in the ancient times?" Ning Tao was also surprised, it was a real antique.

Nanmen Xunxian pointed to one of the incense burners that had broken into several pieces and had one foot missing, and said, "That incense burner, I remember as if it was a celestial weapon called Rizhao incense burner. Legend is that the celestial is special I like things that are fragrant, and the cigarette can be released as soon as the instrument is activated, and you can smell a unique scent.

"Cigarette ... Madam, what's the use of that?" Song Qingyin asked curiously.

Nanmen Xunxian said: "Not all the magical instruments are used for fighting. The cigarettes in the incense burner can confuse human figures and cause confusion. It is also very powerful. If it is used to guard Dongtianxianfu, it is very It works. "

Ning Tao's heart moved: "Lightly, go and collect the shards of the incense burner, I will take it back and make up ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and then use it to guard this Fengxian Mountain."

"Yeah!" Song Qingyin answered, before reaching the pair of artifact fragments, he bent down and picked out the fragments of the incense burner.

This stooped, legs stretched, and the leather suit that was close to the skin was tightly attached, and lines that shouldn't have appeared.

Ning Tao's gaze suddenly did not know where to put it.

A big fat fish.

Look, the lady is next to me.

Look elsewhere, will there be suspicions of being a thief?

The strange thing is that Nanmen Xunxian didn't say anything, and started to walk around the pair of artifact pieces again, and continued to Taobao.

哐 Dang!

Song Qingyin knocked over a piece of magical instrument.

Ning Tao's gaze shifted between her legs, and she saw the fragments of several artifacts that were pressed below.

The pieces were crystal clear and looked like fragments of bone china. There are no carved runes and no obvious features as a magic weapon. It looks like ordinary bone china fragments. At a glance, the pieces would piece together the shape of a bowl.

Ning Tao's shape is curious. If it is an ordinary bowl, it probably won't be placed in the pile of antique artifacts, right?

"Gently, give me the bowl below you," Ning Tao said.

"Huh?" Song Qingyin's head leaned over his leg and looked at Ning Tao, "Master, what bowl do you want?"

Would you like a fish bowl?

Ning Tao's eyeball received another crit and coughed dryly: "It's the ceramic fragments below you, that should be a bowl. You brought those fragments to me."

"Oh." Song Qingyin answered, and picked up the "bone china" fragments hand-to-hand.

Nanmen Xunxian moved his eyes, glanced at Song Qingyin's butt, and then looked away with ease and continued to Taobao.