Wilminster Abbey is located in a small village more than 50 kilometres north of Manchester, surrounded by no one except for a few large ranches run by the abbey itself. Unlike most of the churches of the Great Bright Church in the bustling city center, the Abbey of Wiemin leads a chic idyllic life.

Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that the cathedral in central Manchester was destroyed in the last world catastrophe, and the monks are used to rural life here. Or perhaps it is related to Oliver's practice of asceticism.

Here there are flocks of sheep, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the soft verdant grass is not visible at a glance. Moreover, there are mountains, rivers, and forests. Everywhere you can hear the sound of the wind and the names of various birds and beasts, like a paradise.

A young monk sat on a folding stool in front of a river not far from the monastery, looking at the sunset in the sky, with a pleasant smile on his lips. In front of him was a long fishing rod, the hook of which had long been thrown into the crystal clear river.

However, he doesn't seem to have much interest in fishing. He also had a cell phone in his hand, and he seemed to be chatting with someone about something. The other party should be a young and beautiful girl. Because, when the young monk was cooking porridge on the phone, his eyes were full of sweetness. There were all kinds of humorous jokes in his mouth, which seemed to please the girl. Here, the fish food on the hook has long been gnawed clean by the clever fish, and it has long since escaped. But he still didn't find out.

However, all of a sudden, the lovely voice of a yellow oriole in his phone became intermittent, and then disappeared.

The young monk looked at his phone, and the call turned out to be hung up by himself. He dialed again, only to find that his phone had no signal.

He frowned, shook his phone with a blank expression, and found that the phone still had no signal.

He looked at a signal tower not far from him, but he held the phone up in the direction of the tower, and then shook it again, he looked at the phone screen, and there was still no signal.

"Hell yes, what a rotten communications company, it's all a bitch raising things......"

The young monk cursed a few words, and when he saw that it was still early, he sat there and caught a fish. However, he suddenly heard some small noises. After all, he is a cultivator, although his realm is not high, but he is also deaf and clear-sighted.

All he could hear was the sound of the tracks running over. He looked in the direction of the sound, but his vision was obscured by a grove of trees. The creek meanders right along a wooded field. The position of the young monk at this time, but he could not see anything.

He frowned, a puzzled look on his face. I haven't heard of any projects going on around here, how can there be the sound of excavators. Sounds like a lot. Instead, he mistook the cluster of tanks that were slowly approaching this direction as an excavator or something.

The young Taoist priest didn't care so much anymore, pulled the hook up, hung some fish food, and concentrated on catching the fish. However, he found that the fish swimming in the water seemed to have encountered something terrible, and they were fleeing in all directions in a panic.

Moreover, the birds and beasts in that forest also fled from the forest as if they were fleeing. There were even birds that collided in the air in a hurry when they fled, and then fell from the sky.

......

A Land Rover stopped in front of the store and lowered the window, but it was Dai Xudong wearing sunglasses.

Liu Qingming asked for two more baskets of xiaolongbao to pack, then walked out of the door and got on the Land Rover.

After getting in the car, Liu Qingming threw the buns to Dai Xudong casually.

"Have you really decided, if you fight today, there will be no way out, and it will be even more difficult for you to take the Jiulong Boshan Furnace......" Dai Xudong said to Liu Qingming while stuffing buns into his mouth.

Liu Qingming took out the Jiulong Boshan furnace from his bag, and the smiling Dai Xudong shook his eyes.

"I'll go, when did you get it, how did you get it, didn't you say that Donald gave this thing to the Pope......"

Dai Xudong turned his head to look at it, but he was slightly stunned, grabbed the stove and looked at it a few times, but asked Liu Qingming with a surprised face. After a pause, he said,

"I thought you were really to me, waiting for me to heal my injuries and take me to take revenge in person, but I didn't expect that you were going to engage in this stove, and I was still moved......

Liu Qingming smiled, but didn't explain anything.

"If Osifo moves, can the Holy See really endure it......" After pausing for a moment, Dai Xudong asked Liu Qingming again.

"I can't bear it, they have to ......endure it too," Liu Qingming said with squinted eyes.

"I'll go, I'm very cautious and serious to ask you, are you really ready to completely tear your face with the Great Bright Sect?" Dai Xudong asked.

"It's already torn face......"

Liu Qingming said. That night in the Holy See Palace, so many people died. How can this be easily good? Those people, though they were not killed by him. He also knew that someone was blaming him. wants to intensify the conflict between him and the Holy See. However, he didn't bother to explain. This black cauldron, he will carry it when he carries it. Even if everyone in the Great Light Holy See thinks that those people are his? Who would dare to seek revenge on him? Back then, there were thousands of Holy See masters who died in his hands. The number of people who died in the Holy See that night was nothing compared to the great battles of those years.

What's more, the purpose of his infiltration into the Holy See Palace was to take away the Nine Dragons Boshan Furnace, but it did not mean to be powerful.

Tiffany's assassination was something he didn't expect. He could never have imagined that someone would dare to assassinate his daughter. Moreover, the Reinhardt family dared to send two catties of eggs to humiliate Milia afterwards. This one thing is challenging Liu Qingming's imagination.

"What do you mean?" Dai Xudong's face changed slightly, but he asked Liu Qingming suspiciously.

Liu Qingming didn't explain, closed his eyes, and listened to the whistling bed wind.

Dai Xudong was nibbling on buns while driving the car, but the car was driving very fast, driving for more than ten minutes, and then drove out of the city of Manchester.

After the car drove out of the city, it was like a wild horse on the outskirts of the city, and it was raging on the pastures on the outskirts of the city.

It didn't take long for those dozens of tanks to come across. Dai Xudong stepped on the accelerator to the end, the engine roared, and the car quickly passed through the middle of those tanks, but the dozens of tanks also began to quickly approach the Land Rover Center.

Dai Xudong stretched his hand out of the car window and gestured.

The original chaotic tank formation became neat in an instant, and quickly divided into two columns, only to see that the two columns of tanks began to accelerate, surpassing the Land Rover, and the two teams of tanks repeatedly interspersed and outflanked, but the Land Rover was tightly protected in the middle, like a tiger running wildly.