Seven days went by in the blink of an eye.

In the middle of the Zhihudian Square, there are two large chairs side by side, and two guys, one old and one young, are lying in the chairs, lazily bathing in the sun. The old man was sloppy, gnawing on the spirit pork with a mouth full of oil, and pouring a little wine from time to time; The thin monkey stood on the side, whispering.

"Boss, ten Jin Dan and a thousand Zhuji disciples searched all the nearby mountains, but they didn't find any trace of Wei Qiyin. Now only Yinfeng Valley is left, and I'm going to take someone in tomorrow to take a look. ”

"Wait, Netherwind Valley? You told the brothers to cancel the jihua who entered the valley, and no one was allowed to enter without my permission. Tianjiu closed his eyes and frowned.

"Cancel? Why is this?, although Yin Wind Valley is full of yin energy, the disciples of the early stage of Jindan are still safe to enter. Listening to the disciples on Huachen Peak, Wei Qiyin has been secretly cultivating in the Yin Wind Valley, maybe he will hide in it!" said the thin monkey with a fist.

"Well, you're right! I guess Wei Qiyin must be in the Yin Wind Valley, but if you go in, you will only die. It's better for your boss to find a way to meet him. Let's start by talking about the progress on this side. ”

The thin monkey glanced at the sloppy old man, and when he saw that Tianjiu didn't say anything, he said in a low voice:

"Boss, everything is going well, all the peaks of Huachen Gate, including the twenty-one peaks nearby, are all occupied by the brothers we brought. ”

"Well, that's good. What is the situation on Huachen Peak?" Tianjiu closed his eyes and snorted.

"Everything was calm. Our three thousand brothers went into the mountains and were busy building temples and palaces. Elder Luo Xu also sent people to assist us......"

As soon as the temple was mentioned, the sloppy old man immediately took over the conversation: "Tell them to repair it." The scale should be larger. A temple is also a mile or two away. ”

"Yes, yes, don't worry. It's all built in Dali, and you can't run for about three or five miles!" replied the thin monkey in a panic.

"Okay, boy, I don't see that your men are quite clever!" said the scruffy old man, spraying oil stars.

"Cut! Do you want you to say it? These are all the brothers, you have to cover them in the future. Do you know, old man?!" Tianjiu rolled the old man's eyes and saw that the thin monkey wanted to turn around and leave. Hurriedly asked:

"Skinny Monkey, where is that Ouyang Master?

The thin monkey twitched and said with a smile: "Boss, the thin monkey has personally visited the old master, he has already recovered as before, and he is meditating and cultivating with Elder Luo Xutai in Huachen Palace, his old man once wanted to come to visit the boss, but I dissuaded him." ”

"Well, okay! Your boss really doesn't want to see him right now, and you're doing a good job. If nothing else. Hurry up and move a chair over and chat with your boss and this broken old man!"

"Nope. No, boss, senior, you two are basking in the sun, and I still have to supervise the construction of the temple!" said the thin monkey, and fled as if flying.

"Cut! You're not a pretty nun, you run so fast, and you're afraid that your master won't be able to eat you?!" Tianjiu opened his eyes and snorted as he looked at the streamer with only a tiny point of light left.

"Yes, boy, why did you say Princess Peony is leaving? Otherwise, she is the one who will fart with you now. The sloppy old man asked with a grin.

"Hey, hey, hey, because she can't fight the master, so she has to slip away!"

......

On the eighth day, a teleportation note came out of the air and landed accurately on the edge of his large chair. Tianjiu's eyes flashed, and his divine sense was urgent.

"The deputy commander of the sky, who is not talented, has successfully occupied all the mountains of Tianyi Gate. Including more than 30 Buddhist monks who took the initiative to retreat. The mountain that Tianyimen held was also taken by us in one go, and even their ancestors obediently surrendered and admitted defeat. We will abide by your orders, do not burn and loot, except for a few chickens that we have to kill, the others are all detained, the number is about 1,000, just waiting for you to count!"

Tianjiu took out a teleportation talisman and muttered a few times: "That's good! In addition, step up the construction of temples! Tell the captives that if they are willing to be lay disciples and receive preferential treatment, they can return the confiscated treasures, and even unlock the dantian to give them a chance to cultivate. If you refuse to do it, all the treasures on your body will be confiscated, and the dantian will be sealed, and you will not be given food or water to drink, and you will be hungry for three or five days. ”

After saying that, he threw his hand into the air.

"Boy, you are ruthless! What is the difference between this and forcing Liang to become a prostitute?" The old man stared wide, looking at Tianjiu in a daze.

"Cut! What do you know! The big men of the Tianyi Sect are all decisive in killing, and joining the lay disciples is just right to sharpen their anger!"

......

On the ninth day, another Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Note shot up next to Tianjiu's big chair.

"Your Excellency, according to your orders, my black-clothed army has surrounded more than a dozen peaks that are still struggling with the Thousand Machine Gate. Accidentally, I also picked up seven or eight empty mountains of Donglingmen by the way. The army of the South Road of Xilingmen has also cut off the communication channel between Qianjimen and Nanyumen, and the commander is too unhappy to surround them, or we should attack the mountain, right?"

Tianjiu smiled, took out the transmission note, and grinned loudly: "Old man in black, attack the mountain, still wait for a fart!" Zhongpo Ancestor has completed the task, and now he is lying on the ground and basking in the sun every day, but he is so idle that his eggs hurt! If you don't work hard, I will send his people to help you collect the mountain, and at that time, the captives will be divided equally, and the rewarded spars will also be divided equally!"

After a while, the transmission note turned into a streamer and disappeared into the southern sky, and the broken old man shook his head.

......

On the tenth day, Hua Xiaoliu's transmission note arrived as scheduled.

"Old man Hua Xiaoliu, most of the territory occupied by Buddha Xiu in Donglingmen is collected, eight of which are collected by your black-clothed army, and ten are taken away by your army. The old man is too lazy to ramble with you, since it is a friendly army, it doesn't matter who occupies it. What's next?"

"Shopkeeper Hua, I will give you three suggestions: first, build a temple, second, send people to support the black-clothed army, and third, go to the nuns. Which one do you choose?" Tianjiu said angrily, throwing out the transmission note.

......

On the eleventh day, the note of the shopkeeper was late.

"Tianda City Lord, several shopkeepers of our 'Rong Dingfeng' have encountered some resistance, but they have successfully taken over the territory left by the Buddha Xiu, and are now besieging the mountain guarded by the Danshan Cloud Pavilion. The female cultivator is fierce, and she has injured several of our Jindan monks in a row. However, the harvest was also great, and a total of more than 300 female cultivators above the eighth level of qi refining were captured, including eight Jindan female cultivators. If you are interested, please bring the spar to pick up someone, hehehe!"

The obscene voice of the shopkeeper came, and Tianjiu grinned when he heard it.

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Thousands of miles of transmission notes come and go, flying in the sky above the Hall of Wisdom from time to time. More than half a month passed quickly, and the Dongling Mountains gradually calmed down, and everything was going on step by step according to Tianjiu's expectations. Judging from the reports from various places, his army has completely controlled more than two-thirds of the territory of the Dongling Mountains.

On this day, Tianjiu was lying on the chair humming a little song, and there was a stubble, not a stubble to joke with the sloppy old man. The thin monkey shot at the edge of the sky and landed on the edge of the sky, its face changing.

"Tell me, what's the matter? Is it because the female captive you were going to receive didn't get it?"

"No, boss, the more than 800 female cultivators of Danshan Cloud Pavilion have all been escorted to the Immortal Peak, and Senior Brother Huben has also built more than ten temples according to your request. His tens of thousands of troops are now lurking on the Immortal Peak, and they can be pulled out at any time as long as the boss gives an order!" the thin monkey hurriedly replied.

"And what's wrong with your dodgy appearance?"

"Boss, it's not a business trip. There are two seniors who are coming to visit you, and I have already taken them out of the square!"

"Senior, is it a great monk?!" Tianjiu took out a spirit pig leg and gnawed it hard.

"Hey, hey, boss, it's Senior Sikong and Senior Five! Thin Monkey has also mixed up in Huachen, Senior Sikong is still Uncle Lan's father, so ......" Thin Monkey sneered.

"Okay, don't talk about it, I'll go meet them! Old man, do you want to go with you?" Tianjiu opened his eyes and sat up, and in the distance, two figures were standing there nervously.

"Cut! Two little chickens, what's so nice. The old man doesn't catch a cold!" The sloppy old man rolled over and said weakly.

Tianjiu stepped out and instantly arrived at the edge of the square.

"Two seniors, it's early, come to visit in person, what do you have to say?" Tianjiu asked with a solemn face, clenching his fists.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be! Uncle Tianshi is now the ancestor of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, how can he call me to be a senior?!" Sikong Xing waved his hand again and again, looking sincerely frightened. Dong Hexiang gritted his teeth and stood aside, his face full of embarrassment.

"Oh, too. In that case, that kid still calls you Deputy Head of Sikong and Fifth Elder!"

Sikong Xing bared his teeth, sweated profusely, and said softly: "Uncle Tianshi......"

"Forget it, call me the plague god!"

"Oh, Uncle Plague God, Sikong Xing is here for two things. First, thank you for saving your life last time. Second, I want to ask, is my girl there with you?"

"Hehe, about life-saving things, the deputy head of Sikong doesn't need to worry about it, I said it all, it's just a gesture. As for your daughter Sikong Lan, I don't know where she went. ”

"Ah, not with you?!, where did she go?"

"I'm sorry, the kid doesn't know. You'd better look to the east, maybe you'll find it. Tianjiu said with a wink. After speaking, he glanced at Dong Hexiang.

"Fifth Elder, what have you lost, do you need the kid to help you find it?"

Dong Hexiang's face changed violently, and he suddenly popped and fell to the ground.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Tianjiu frowned.

"Uncle Heavenly Master, disciple Dong Hexiang will make amends to you! If you want to kill or abolish it, the disciple has nothing to say!"

"Fifth Elder, I just saved you by the way last time, don't be sentimental. The boy is really not familiar with you, you can't kneel and kowtow to me, get up, be careful and bend your waist. Tianjiu grinned.

"How can Uncle Shi be willing to forgive his disciple for the mistakes he made before?" Dong Hexiang still bowed his head and knelt on the ground. (To be continued......)