The Qianli Cave True Lake, the water is as bright as a mirror.

According to local historical records of prefectures and counties near Dongzhen Lake, this place can be said to be a treasure of things and produce rich products. A lake can provide enough food for millions of people. However, now, there are no fishermen on the huge Dongzhen Lake.

The plump lake fish jumped out of the water from time to time, as if the joy was not reflected in their joy without such a thrill. And those fishermen who could not fill their stomachs because of the hardships of life looked at the lake fish that jumped out of the water from time to time, and each faced with bitter expression. It was not that they did not want to fish, nor were they afraid of hard work. But because of a person's words, they had to let go of their lives that had been passed down from generation to generation for countless years, relying on Baohu, but hungry.

If only ordinary officials and nobles said this, they might have a sense of resistance. But the person who said this was not ordinary people, but a god in their eyes. This god, known as Zhenren of Wei, was sent by someone to pass on the decree thirty years ago, and no one was allowed to go to the lake to catch fish again.

At the beginning, some people were dissatisfied with the old god's will and secretly drove a fishing boat into the lake to catch fish. However, since all the fishing people were buried in the lake, these people who originally made a living by fishing gradually gave up on these livelihoods.

Life is getting harder for them, but they can only live tenaciously. They are full of curiosity about the reason why they cannot fish, and they hope to solve this cause and start the business again. The efforts of hundreds of thousands of people in the end will pay off. These fishermen living around the lake finally know why they cannot fish. This reason is very simple, but they exhausted hundreds of thousands of people's strength, but they could not solve it. They were in tears and could not help.

Wei Shang Zhenren from Yuluo Mountain in the lake felt that their fishing destroyed the peace of Dongzhen Lake and destroyed his elegant pleasure of watching Dongzhen Lake as a mirror. Therefore, this ban was passed on: From then on, fishing boats are not allowed to enter the lake. As for the life and death of those fishermen, how could they be put in the eyes of Wei Shang Zhenren?

Yuluo Mountain is in the middle of Dongzhen Lake. The mountains and rivers are not high, but they are like spiritual energy and are full of beauty. Looking at Dongzhen Lake from the highest point of Yuluo Mountain, you can only see the vast waves of water. But now, let alone this Wei Shang Zhenren may not see the lake view once a year. At the beginning, someone did not give up and wanted to pray to Wei Shang Zhenren to open the Internet. Even on the periphery of the lake or when Wei Shang Zhenren was enjoying the scenery, they did not enter the lake. These prayers received only one answer. That is not possible. Even Wei Shang Zhenren had many people pleading for mercy. In anger, he killed a mercenary person directly on the spot without saying a word. Since then, no one dared to talk about this matter in front of Wei Shang Zhenren.

Just as the lake people were sighing at the lake, Wei Shu Zhenren, who was the master of this radius of thousands of miles, was sitting comfortably on a pavilion built on the top of Yuluo Mountain, watching the dance of several women wearing gauzes in the endless lake and mountains.

These women are beautiful and tall. Each one takes them out is a woman from a thousand. More importantly, each of them has a cultivation level of above seventh level of Qi training. In other words, these enchanting women are all monks.

In the eyes of mortals, these female monks who should have been high above seemed to be the humblest singer at this time, and they were allowed to pick them. Wei Shangzhen, sitting on the jade stool of the pavilion, was in his fifties, with a silver moon face, and a majesty in his eyebrows and eyes. Although his face was a little older at this time, he could still see his youthful style.

At this time, his head was lazily lying in the arms of a charming woman, allowing the woman to feed fresh fruits that ordinary people rarely see into his mouth. After a song and dance, the true man Wei Shang, who enjoyed the pleasure of the emperor on earth, waved his hands at the dancers who stood respectfully and said, "It's all gone, it's really boring!"

His words made the female monks look happy on their faces, and then bowed and left. However, at this time, a middle-aged monk who was not tall in the pavilion, with a hint of obscene face, a hint of nervousness appeared in his expression. Wei Shang Zhenren asked these women to end up hastily. What does this mean? It means that Wei Zhenren was unhappy. So he quickly stepped forward and said, "Zhengren, this song and dance is indeed a bit too old. I heard that the King of Nanchu has recently been scheduling a kind of colorful dance. I was about to send someone to ask for their music score."

"Nan Chu Nishangwu, why do you need music scores? If you find their king, just say I hope to take a look at Nishangwu and just ask him to send those dancers here. What time is it wasted!" Wei Shang waved his hand and ordered without saying a word.

The vulgar middle-aged monk hurriedly said, "Real person, the king of Nanchu dares not ignore him. I will let someone use the flying boat to see the latest Nishangwu within three days." Wei Shang nodded and said, "Go down and do it!"

The middle-aged man was about to leave, but Zhenren Wei Shang suddenly waved his hand and said, "By the way, is Lu Yuyan still unwilling to serve me?"

"Real person, my disciple has gone to find Lu Yuyan three times. She always looks up to her disciple. It is also her blessing to be able to fall in love with Lu Yuyan. The little girl not only doesn't know how to be grateful, but she has pushed her back. If she doesn't give her face in this way, it's better to let her lead her two brothers to force her to get rid of her."

The obscene middle-aged man said this and continued: "Their Wanhua Sword Sect has actually no need to exist since the death of the Jindan Zhenren. If it weren't for your Zhenren guarding, their small sword Sect would have been destroyed many times!"

Wei Shao's face showed a hint of anger, and then waved his hand and said, "Give her another chance to the face of her dead master. If you come here in person, just say what I said, let her not make me unhappy."

"Disciple obeys the order." The vulgar man left with joy.

Only the enchanting woman was with her side, and Wei Shao's face became a little more gloomy. Although the enchanting woman was pressed against Wei Shao, her towering chest was breathing a little faster. Over the years, she has been serving the side of this Wei Shao Zhenren, and knowing that this real person's temper is getting bigger and bigger. She can also vaguely guess the reason. Since Wei Shao failed to hit the peak of the Golden Pill decades ago and was hurt in her cultivation, Wei Shao, who has difficulty in improving his cultivation, has devoted his time to enjoyment.

For those who were slightly contrary to his will, Wei Shang was even more killed without mercy. She had seen a sister who was originally very favored. She was beaten by Wei Shang because she said something wrong.

"You are a little nervous." A faint voice woke the woman up from her contemplation. Looking at Wei Shang, who looked at the bad-looking Wei Shang, he hurriedly said: "Real person, I am thinking about how to get along with that sister Lu when she comes. I heard that sister Lu has a handsome appearance and is known as the number one beautiful monk in a thousand miles."

"I was so confused just now that I was afraid that she would come, and there would be no place for me next to the real person." As the woman spoke, her whole body was thrown into Wei Shu's arms.

This little jealous method made Wei Shao smile on his face. He gently patted the woman's plump buttocks and laughed: "You girl have thought too much, how could I forget you, Master? You will get along well with Yuyan in the future, and you will be beneficial."

Speaking of this, Wei Shuai said generously: "Calculate the time, Zhou Haofan should be coming back soon. This time he should have a good harvest. At that time, you can receive a hundred medium-grade immortal stones from him, which is my reward for you."

One hundred medium-grade immortal stones were definitely a large number for this woman. She immediately said to Wei Shang with joy: "Thank you for the reward of the real person. By the way, the real person, what did Zhou Qifeng do this time? Have you gained such a great harvest?"

"Actually, I don't do anything. I just asked him to congratulate someone." Wei Shang said this and stood up from his chair and said, "The Qianzhu Sect sent a new Jindan to preside over the land west of Lianyun Mountain. I naturally want someone to tell him the rules of this place, and by the way, let him know who is the real master of this group of areas."

"The real person is mighty, he..." The woman knew that this was the good time to curry favor with Wei Shu. At that moment, Niao came to Wei Shu's side with a narrow and arrogant look. Her red mouth was full of words of pleasing.

The laughing true man Wei Shang hugged the woman in his arms and looked at the endless scenery around him. For a moment, the feeling of endless mountains and rivers being controlled was rising. As for the true man Jindan who seemed to be surnamed Fang, in his eyes, he was just a fat sheep that could be cut by him. And the hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers that were cut, I believe that the Supreme Ancestor of the sect should be very happy to hear it.

"Real person, real person, Zhou Haofan is back!" The vulgar man who had just left ran over quickly in a panic look.

Seeing the disciple's expression, Wei Shang scolded with some displeasure on his face: "It won't be a big deal if you are so panicked! Why don't you hurry up and breathe evenly before talking!"

The vulgar middle-aged man stood firm and took a deep breath. Then he said, "Zhengman, Zhou Haofan's senior brother is back. He... He was broken off his cultivation by someone using heavy techniques. He is now waiting for your summons outside."

Wei Shang Zhenren's face became extremely cold and fierce. He took a breath and said, "Call Zhou Haofeng in!"

Zhou Haofeng was completely different from his free and easy movement on Baiyue Mountain. At this time, he not only looked pale, but his clothes also became extremely ragged. The moment he saw Wei Shao, he staggered over and knelt down and said, "Master, please make the decision for your disciple. Fang Ling not only did not pay the offerings according to your arrangement, but also said that Master, you should give him five thousand medium-grade immortal stones, and then double the things on the gift list to him. Otherwise, he would come to pick them up in person!"

"Bang!" The thousand-pound huge rock ten feet away in front of Wei Shuai instantly shattered. For these disciples, the consequences of the real person being angry were very serious. (To be continued...)
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