Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

Nanling City, Qingyin Street.

"Daoist Qing Hui, are you really not going to be a guest in our City Lord's Mansion?" Guo Xiang asked reluctantly.

Along the way, there will always be differences.

Zhang Ming bowed and said: "Miss Xiang'er, Pindao is here for the fief of Zhuoguang Mountain. If it can't be settled with the household administration, Pindao will come to visit again."

Guo Xiang's tone was stagnant, the other party's visit was for reasoning, which was very different from being a guest.

"Daoist Qing Hui, if you encounter any difficulties in the city, you can contact Yin Xue and me at any time."

She gave a respectful salute and said goodbye formally.

Yin Xue clenched the handle of the knife and said solemnly: "Daoist Qinghui, parting may be the norm, but Yin Xue believes that meeting is not just an accident. Daoist, cherish it."

Zhang Ming sighed with emotion: "Miss Yin, cherish it."

The two turned around and walked through the bustling long street, their backs reflected in the red and green, disappearing into the depths of the crowd.

"Qinghui Daoist, since we arrived at Nanling City, we also bid farewell, thank you for escorting you all the way."

Old Zhangtou and Li Ergou also stepped forward and said that they also had to send the goods for sale and delivery.

Zhang Ming and Qingquan walked all the way with them, and they were considered to be familiar with each other. They said with a smile: "It's all a little effort, and I wish you a lot of money!"

"Lend your auspicious words!"

The caravans drove the truck away.

In the blink of an eye, only Zhang Ming, Qingquan, Bai Yao, and nine people from Yijianmen were left on the street.

"Let's go, go to your Yijianmen."

Zhang Ming finally chose to settle here.

Wu Ming quickly and respectfully responded: "Elder Qinghui, the disciple is here to lead the way, please come here!"

Nanling City has four districts, namely, the southeast, northwest and inner city. The City Lord's Mansion consists of six divisions: city defense, household administration, rites, punishment, demon control and engineering.

In addition to Yijianmen, there are also three sects and nine-class forces in the city, such as Zhatian Gang, Motianmen, and Xingjiao Gang.

On the way, Wu Ming reported these situations.

"Our Sect Master Sun was originally the Peak Master of Green Bamboo Peak. Later, we failed to compete for the position of Sect Master, so we simply left Qiongyu Mountain and laid a foundation in this Nanling City."

Wu Ming introduced while walking.

"Later, Yijianmen became famous and re-established contact with Qiongyu Sword Sect and became the spokesperson of the mortal world, and gradually developed and expanded, and cooperated closely with the City Lord's Mansion."

"Master has always been arrogant and arrogant. This time, the captain Hao Lian of the city defense department was injured. I am afraid that it has something to do with Xiaohanshan Temple's private transfer of our hunting caravan."

A worried look appeared on Wu Ming's face.

"Senior Brother, he... was probably murdered by that bald donkey Hui. Elder Qing Hui, if the sect master is angry and there is a conflict in his words, please bear with him."

He can be regarded as instructed in place, and he is also very clear about his master, and he has good intentions.

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "Pindao is not an unreasonable person. Besides, we came here for Xiaohanshan Temple, and there is no conflict between everyone."

Wu Ming nodded, this Supreme Elder deserved to be from a Taoist sect, with a calm temperament.

Now I'm afraid that Master doesn't know what to do...

During the conversation, a courtyard with blue bricks and white tiles appeared in front of it, with a plaque on it: "Yijianmen."

A group of people entered the courtyard, which was a wide martial arts field. In the middle stood a middle-aged man with a long sword on his back, a blue shirt with his hair tied, and his hands behind his back to the crowd.

"Wu Ming, how dare you come back!"

A voice with suppressed anger came.

Wu Ming's body trembled, took two steps forward, and knelt on the ground: "Master, this disciple is convicted! It's that Xiaohanshan Temple, in the name of the City Lord's Mansion, passed down the order to encircle and hunt out of the city..."

"Hmph, you still want to quibble!"

The middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back suddenly turned his head and waved a sword energy.

Sweep out Wu Ming heavily.

"My Yijianmen and the City Lord's Mansion are in a cooperative relationship, not their lackeys! When it's a small Hanshan Temple's turn, I can also point fingers at us!"

He walked towards Wu Ming step by step, full of anger.

At this time, Zhang Ming could see his appearance clearly. This man had a broad face, sword-like eyebrows, eyes like candles, straight nose, and a beard on his mouth and under his jaw.

Gives a feeling of fortitude and vicissitudes of life coexist.

Wu Ming grabbed his chest and got up from the ground, coughed his throat and said, "Master, apprentice...you know it's wrong!"

Sun Bu'er took a firm step and asked, "Where's Yihang?"

Wu Ming showed pain on his face: "Senior brother, he... he should have been killed! It's a shame, I didn't even find the corpse capital!"

"What? You...you dare to come back!!"

Sun Buer's suppressed anger could no longer be controlled, and the majestic momentum rushed Wu Ming to the door, and the long sword behind him flew out at the same time, stabbing the falling figure.

All the disciples were shocked and fell to their knees: "Master! Please be merciful, don't hurt the second brother!"

However, Sun Buer lost his beloved disciple, and his anger had nowhere to vent. At this time, all the blame was on Wu Ming.

For a while, where can I control it.

Wu Ming closed his eyes and was willing to be punished.

Qingquan couldn't bear it: "Senior brother..."

However, when he looked at his senior brother, he found that Zhang Ming's figure was no longer there, but flashed at the door, golden light blooming in his palm, and his fingers flicked on the sword.

clang.

Sun Bu'er's flying sword was instantly bounced, and with a "puchi", it pierced through the wall on the left side of the courtyard.

"Sect Master Sun, Wu Ming is not to blame, please put out your anger and think about how to find the real murderer."

Zhang Ming flicked his sleeves and exhorted.

Sun Buer only saw the three outsiders at this time, and asked with a frown, "Who are you?"

Immediately, his eyes froze, and he found that Zhang Ming's appearance was somewhat familiar. After a little recognition, he immediately folded his fists and bowed, and said respectfully: "Sun Buer has seen the elder Taishang!"

Unlike Wu Ming, he recognized Zhang Ming at a glance.

The fight just now has alarmed the other disciples in the courtyard, and they rushed to the martial arts field. Seeing the sect master being so respectful, they couldn't help shouting, "I have seen the elders!"

"Sect Master Sun, all disciples, please get up."

Zhang Ming didn't put on airs, but said politely, "Sect Master Sun, it's not easy for Wu Ming and the others to come back alive. In my opinion, there is no need to punish them."

Sun Buer raised his head and found that Elder Taishang was younger and more handsome than the portrait.

I just heard that on Qiongyu Mountain, not only the elder Taishang was replaced by the Qinghui Taoist priest of Lingshuguan, but the position of the head was also passed on to an eighteen or nine-year-old female disciple.

What a joke!

Back then, he competed for the position of Sect Leader and finally lost to Xia Changqing, so he left Qiongyu Mountain in a fit of rage.

However, how many years have passed, the Qiongyu Sword Sect has undergone such a big change.

The decision of the third elder, Cheng Xiaocheng, he can approve, but this is too much for the ability of the elder and the head...

"Elder Qinghui, Sun Buer has lived in Nanling City for a long time, and he has not returned to Qiongyu Mountain for ten years. The disciple heard that the elder Taishang has cultivated the world. I wonder if you can enlighten me?"

Sun Buer stretched out his hand and made a move, and the long sword flew back from the hole in the broken wall, and was held by him with one hand.

As soon as Zhang Ming heard his tone, he knew that Sun Buer was different from Wu Ming, and the arrogant sect master refused to accept it.