Chapter 89 The First Step of Xuanbing City

"Thank you, sir."

After listening to the words of the senior, Huangfu Rong said gratefully.

"In martial arts practice, haste makes waste. You have to practice more in your daily life."

After looking at Bai Meizi and Jin Meizi who showed no signs of practice, Wang Ren gave them a few more instructions.

Like Huangfu Rong who often practices martial arts, when he held the other's thin waist, he felt the strength contained in the waist, which made people admire and admire it.

And Bai Mengyan and Jin Tianer, who didn't practice martial arts much, had softer waists, which made their own hardworking physical strength worse.

"Okay, I will learn martial arts from Shishi and Ronger these days."

After listening to her boyfriend's words, Bai Mengyan responded very obediently.

Whether it is for her own safety or future career planning, she will practice martial arts well in the future.

"Okay, I'll go practice first, you can arrange it yourself."

After drinking a pot of tea with the four girls, Wang Ren got up and went to practice.

"Shishi, Yong'er, please teach me more in the next two days."

After her boyfriend left, Bai Mengyan imitated the martial arts and saluted the other two.

"No problem."

In the Xuanbing City Lord's Hall in the Great Yong Dynasty, Zhuge Jingrou was mobilizing the elders and backbones of the sect before the war.

"I have applied to the commander of the White Guards for a conquest order. After one stick of incense, I will declare war on the Iron Sword Sect. Except for the two elders in the sect, all the followers will follow me to attack the Iron Sword Sect. After the Iron Sword Sect is annexed, the six halls of the sect can recruit twice as many disciples and can double the gold and silver."

"I will follow the orders of the city lord."

According to the White Guards who manage the affairs of the martial arts world in the Great Yong Dynasty, the ranks, personnel and conflicts between the sects of the entire martial arts world have been unified.

For example, if a sect declares war on another sect, it must report to the White Guards one hour in advance. The attacked sect will also receive the news as soon as possible and can transfer the relatives of the disciples.

As the saying goes, the disaster will not affect the family.

If the sect is destroyed, the White Guards will report to the court and transfer the assets of the destroyed sect to the victorious sect. The fight between the two sects will also come to an end. The winner cannot kill them all.

The tax amount of all assets of the destroyed sect will double within two years and return to normal levels from the third year.

As long as it does not involve ordinary people, the Yong Dynasty is happy to see the fight between sects.

Once it is upgraded to a top sect above the A-level sect, with 20,000 disciples and tens of thousands of potential disciples, it will not be allowed to be conquered easily. Even if there is a dirty deal with other sects, the White Guards will come forward to communicate and resolve it.

It is precisely because of the three top sects that the Central Plains martial arts world has been sitting on the top of the world and standing for hundreds of years.

Similarly, the Great Yong Dynasty has the most martial arts masters, and is deeply connected with the three top sects, which is why it has been able to sit firmly on the throne for hundreds of years without any possibility of being shaken.

"Let's go."

After the mobilization, Zhuge Jingrou set off with the elites of the sect.

Just one hour after the declaration of war, Zhuge Jingrou had already appeared in front of the Iron Sword Gate Mountain Gate 200 kilometers away with six elders of the Xiantian realm and hundreds of elites of the high level of the acquired realm.

The disciples of the Iron Sword Gate, who had moved most of their families, were waiting in the mountain gate.

"Kill."

With a soft sword in his hand, Zhuge Jingrou rushed forward first.

An hour later, the Iron Sword Gate Mountain Gate was breached, and the two great elders of the Xiantian level 3 could not withstand the attack of the Xiantian level 4 Zhuge City Lord, and died immediately.

The Iron Sword Gate members who were besieged in the mountaintop hall gave up resistance and surrendered to Xuanbing City after the sect master committed suicide.

The two white-clothed guards following behind recorded the destruction of the Iron Sword Sect and its return to Xuanbing City.

"You said, when did Xuanbing City have seven innate masters?"

The ordinary white-clothed guard in charge of recording said with emotion.

"Only seven, at most they are considered to be in the middle and lower level among the B-level sects."

The white-clothed guard flag, who had obviously received instructions, did not care about this little thing.

If he could be promoted to a centurion, he would also have the opportunity to go to the capital city with rich vitality for further study, and it would not be impossible for him to break through the innate realm by then.

There are 200,000 white-clothed guards, most of the centurions can reach the ninth level of the acquired realm, and a small number can reach the innate realm; the thousand households are all innate, and the inspectors of each province are above the fourth level of the innate realm.

There are only seven innate masters, and they are in this borderland far away from the Central Plains, why bother! ! !

After confirming that the secret treasure of the Iron Sword Sect was obtained, Zhuge Jingrou led several elites of the sect who were carrying four large boxes to the white-clothed guards in the distance: "Two envoys, this is half of the treasure of the Iron Sword Sect. Please pass it on to the commander on my behalf."

Although the two white-clothed guards in front of him were only at the high end of the acquired realm, Zhuge Jingrou, who was at the fourth level of the innate realm, did not dare to neglect them at all.

The rules of the martial arts world are that half of the proceeds from the extermination of a family belong to the white-clothed guards.

"Okay."

After closing the record book, a small flag wearing brocade white clothes blew a whistle.

A moment later, ten white-clothed guards appeared from the mountain path and quickly moved to the top of the mountain.

Eight of the white-clothed guards checked the jewels in the four large boxes and lifted them up easily.

"Please wait here, my dear envoy. This is a small token of my appreciation."

Afterwards, Zhuge Jingrou handed a small stack of silver bills to the white-clothed guard flag leader.

"You are polite, Lord Zhuge."

After accepting the expensive silver bills, the white-clothed guard flag showed a hint of smile on his face and walked down the mountain with his brothers.

Ten chic figures, contrasting the somewhat dilapidated mountain gate behind them and the peaceful town at the foot of the mountain, have the unique and peculiar flavor of the Great Yong Dynasty.

Jianghu and the secular world, divided into two halves.

"Sir, please see Lord Xuanbing."

"Yes."

On September 1st, just as Wang Ren sent off Bai Meizi and Jin Meizi who rushed back to the crew, he received a WeChat message from Director Jiang and replied with a word.

Three hours later, Zhuge Jingrou, who came to Jiangnan Villa for the second time, had a gleam in his eyes.

Looking at the dense fog formed by the pure energy on both sides of the road, she had an urge to practice in seclusion here.

Half a mountain of heaven and earth energy, even the three top martial arts sects in the Central Plains do not have such a luxurious place for practice.

In contrast, Jiang He, who had seen the magical energy fog in Jiangnan Villa, looked much calmer, but his eyes were still full of surprise.

"Zhuge Jingrou, hello, sir."

Coming to the central hall of the villa, Zhuge Jingrou, dressed in red, clasped his hands, looked respectful, and handed over a long box: "This is a thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng, please accept it, sir."

"Okay, have a cup of tea first, and then go to the back mountain."

Let Xiao Lishi accept it, and motioned for the two to drink tea, Wang Ren said with a smile.

For this kind of spiritual object with a long age, Wang Ren, thinking that it would be useful in the future, accepted it calmly.

"Thank you, sir."

Sitting down and drinking a sip of tea, Zhuge Jingrou felt a faint vitality permeating her mouth, and then flowing into her meridians, and her eyes couldn't help but light up.

Is this tea nourished by vitality?

In ordinary secret realms, spiritual medicines are nourished. Unless there are tea trees, famous sects will not be so extravagant.

As far as she knows, only the three top sects in the Central Plains martial arts world, which have many and large natural secret realms, can have such extravagant behavior.

"Good tea."

Jiang He next to him praised without hesitation.

"If Director Jiang likes it, you can take a pound away later."

Looking at Director Jiang's appearance, Wang Ren was not stingy.

Anyway, there are still hundreds of pounds of this tea in the warehouse, and there will be another batch in the spring of next year, and the quality may be better.