Zhang Jiuqian and his group came quickly and left quickly; Zhou Yinglong took Hao Ling and followed him with guilt on his face, sending them out of the Wudang Mountain Gate.

"Captain Zhang, come and play often!"

Zhou Yinglong showed a farewell expression on his face, but Zhang Jiuqian did not look back and led people straight to the cabin door where the aircraft fell.

Hao Ling chuckled lightly, and Zhou Yinglong called more than a dozen junior brothers and sisters guarding the mountain gate to come over, waved their arms and hands together, and sent the Harrier aircraft to take off...

"This Qin Yishen really thinks that even the monks in the Taoist world are fools?"

Zhou Yinglong put his hands in his sleeves and sighed, "However, we can't do much now, so we can only delay the energy of Qin Yishen's confidants."

"I don't know where Feiyu's sister is now," Hao Ling sighed softly, with a little concern in her eyes, "Senior brother, let's go and look for it again."

"Okay, I'm just waiting here anyway," Zhou Yinglong said, turned his head and looked at Wudang Mountain, with a little concern in his eyes.

Even Hao Ling didn't know what the older generation of monks on the mountain were discussing at this time; Zhou Yinglong, a core disciple of the head line, was called to give a lecture before and heard the discussions of several elders.

Judging from the current situation, those ancient sin cultivators should establish their authority at the Immortal Dao Conference and change the order of the Taoist world;

As a major sect in the world and no ancient cultivation, Wudang Mountain has begun to contact sects in the same situation.

If the ancient sins were strong, then they could not bow their heads easily.

The dignity of Tao is one, and the number of cultivation resources in the qi veins of the Great China Kingdom is the second, and neither of them should be lost.

"This Immortality Conference is full of clouds," Zhou Yinglong murmured softly, and Hao Ling nodded thoughtfully on the side.

Soon, Hao Ling glanced at his phone, looked up and smiled, "The other companies have also started to take action."

"Oh?" Zhou Yinglong's expression suddenly turned dark and he narrowed his eyes. "Next, we will test the technical level of teaching them nonsense."

At the same time, Zhang Jiuqian, who was getting angry in the aircraft cabin, also received the latest information sent from the investigation team headquarters.

Two disciples from Laoshan Daocheng accidentally discovered the seriously injured Wang Xiaomiao while traveling, and had already brought Wang Xiaomiao back to Laoshan.

"Captain Zhang, we..."

"Someone check it nearby!"

As Qin Yishen's Delivery Arm Assistant, how could Zhang Jiuqian trip over twice in a pit?

"Investigate clearly, have Laoshan disciples brought people back to the mountain these days!"

"Yes!" Several special affairs officers agreed and quickly began to contact members of the special affairs group near Laoshan.

More than ten minutes later, a positive answer came from there, saying that a few hours ago, there were indeed two disciples who carried a girl back to the mountain with a sword on their back.

Zhang Jiuqian couldn't help but feel a little suspicious, but after thinking about it, she still made a rational decision.

"Let's go and see, I would rather believe it than believe it. Wudang Mountain is because it is close to Wang Feiyu and the others. It is reasonable to come out to confuse the public at this time, and it is reasonable to cover up Wang Xiaomiao."

So the aircraft flew into the sky and rushed to the east.

However, after spending an hour and a half, in the mountain gate reception room of Daocheng, Laoshan, a Taoist priest who spoke in the local dialect explained slightly awkwardly:

"Look, look, this is a misunderstanding.

The one we rescued was a little girl possessed by a ghost. Now she has completed exorcism. Her surname is Wang, her name is Miao, and her family is always...

Unexpectedly, it wasn't that Wang Xiaomiao. Oh, this time my great achievements are not bound by our enlightenment."

Zhang Jiuqian's forehead splashed, her eyes almost spitting fire, but she still showed a stylized smile. After saying that it was okay, she quickly left the Taoist temple and rushed back to the docking place of the plane.

More than ten minutes later, Zhang Jiuqian, who had just set out on his return journey, once again received information from the headquarters of the special affairs team.

The young girl who conveyed the message couldn't help but tremble when she spoke...

"Qi, Qi Yunshan Daocheng sent a message... saying that they also caught Wang Xiaomiao and had already taken it back to the mountain gate..."

Zhang Jiuqian's pretty face, which was already gloomy, finally burst out and kicked the seat in front of her.

"These bastard monks! Do you think of me as a monkey! Ah!

Immediately ask the headquarters to send people to contact us and prepare twenty action teams. Which Daocheng said that he had captured Wang Xiaomiao, and immediately send one to him!"

"Captain, are these Daocheng going crazy when they are idle?" A special affairs officer couldn't help but say, "What's the benefit of doing this for them? It just took us some time and fuel."

"Hmph!" Zhang Jiuqian said coldly, "Don't you know what they mean yet?

I want to use this as a letter of fame and announce my position to the public!

Look, next, the Taoist inheritances without ancient times will jump out one by one and say that they have found Wang Xiaomiao!

These information are naturally false, but because it is directly published to the outside world, they can have a certain understanding of each other. When the Immortal Dao Conference is held, if they see the wind direction is wrong, they will hug each other tightly and take care of each other."

Zhang Jiuqian let out a light breath, sat back on her exclusive seat, and got a glass of red wine on the side, showing a faint smile.

“Yes, very excellent.

Then let's wait and see who can laugh to the end."

...

There are thirty-three hours left before the opening of the Fourth Immortality Conference.

Southern Xinjiang, midnight.

Three figures quickly shuttled through the dense forest. If they depicted their current trajectory on the map, they would find that they were searching back and forth on an arc trajectory.

After wandering within a hundred miles for about an hour, the three of them quietly retreated to the southwest, found an uninhabited mountain stream, and sat cross-legged by the stream to rest.

The sound of water flowing reminded me, but the three of them were a little frowning.

"A such a large battlefield has been cleaned up?" Shi Qianzhang couldn't help but complain, "These ancient evil cultivators are really quick and there are also capable people among them."

"It should be cleaned up by the combat readiness team," said Liu Yunzhi. "Although the ambush was won, it was a miserable victory after all..."

Wang Xiaomiao yawned and said, "I can't hold on anymore, so sleep for a while... Brother Qian Zhang, Brother Yun Zhi, you can take this opportunity to restore your magic power."

"Okay, you have a rest first," Liu Yunzhi said hurriedly, with deep guilt still in his eyes.

"Sister Miao, I have a blanket here. I will use the insulation talisman to help you heat it up later." Shi Qianzhang smiled and started to get busy there. He really took out a thick blanket and spread it on the grass, and put a few more talismans on it.

In addition to the insulation talisman, there are also mosquito talismans and windproof talismans...

Any spell that can be realized by spells can be solidified on the talisman paper under the cast of thousands of "strange claws".

Wang Xiaomiao thanked him, wrapped himself in a blanket and leaned against a stone, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

She really couldn't stand it anymore, her cultivation was still shallow, and her spirits were always tense.

Shi Qianzhang couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Xiao Miao, is there any other way now? Why don't I go to the uncle and uncle of the combat preparation team and ask if they have collected the poisonous fog from the battlefield?"

"Yes, don't worry, just say it tomorrow..."

Wang Xiaomiao yawned, and his beautiful eyes had no more inspiration, but he just barely squinted, "I am more worried about whether there will be any problems with Master Huaijing. Logically speaking, my brother should come back...

In terms of evidence, if you can't find real evidence, then put the collected poisonous fog in two bottles and then go to the ambush area to shoot a video.

Brother Qian Zhang, I'm so sleepy..."

"You go to bed first, go to bed first."

Shi Qianzhang scratched his head, put a soundproof note on Xiao Miao's blanket, and sat aside blankly.

"I haven't discovered before that Xiao Miao is so smart," Liu Yunzhi murmured, then pursed his lips and looked down at his hands. "I can't die a hundred sins."

"Aren't you controlled by the inner demon?" Shi Qianzhang said dismissively, "Stop thinking about it, can you still fight against those ancient sin cultivators? Those are the great cultivators who are reborn and the Tribulation Realm, and our Tianfu Realm is not yet."

Liu Yunzhi said calmly: "If I die and can destroy these conspiracies of ancient sin cultivators, then why should I die?"

Shi Qianzhang frowned and stared at Liu Yunzhi, then gave a thumbs up, "Hard, this is the most manly time I have known you until now."

"Hmph!" Liu Yunzhi glared at Shi Qianzhang, who smirked and shrugged.

Shi Qianzhang's expression was a little dissatisfied, but he said:

"I know Xiao Liuzi, you feel very guilty now. In fact, there is no need. You and I are just little shrimps who can be killed at any time by overhaul. The bastards you did before were all helpless.

And being controlled by the inner demon...what is that? The inner demon! Your state of mind has been tormented by the inner demon once, and after completing your foundation and entering the Tianfu realm, will your cultivation level rise slowly?

In this world, who doesn’t have to help himself? When you close your eyes and open your eyes, the matter will be over, and you are still trying to stop yourself. Isn’t this a matter of nothing to find trouble?"

Liu Yunzhi breathed slowly and was stunned when he looked at the stream.

On this side, Shi Qianzhang sighed dejectedly, "Don't go and die on purpose. Except for Feiyu and Huaijing, you can really be considered my friend. You are the only one who can be counted as half of the others, and the other ones can only be considered half or half."

Liu Yunzhi looked up at Shi Qianzhang, and a smile appeared on his handsome face, "Well, if it were not for the situation, I would not have given up my life easily."

"That's right. You were also raised by your mother and father, and your body and hair are affected by your parents."

A high disciple from Longhu Mountain coughed, looked up at the one or two stars in the sky, and then changed the topic, "You said, what are those ancient sin cultivators doing now?"

"They are waiting," Liu Yunzhi thought for a while, "they are in the eyes of the investigation team and the special affairs team now.

Although Qin Yishen is now the acting director and holds multiple positions, and is able to order the investigation team and the special affairs team, he cannot violate the official principles and can only make small moves secretly.

The current situation is actually a bit subtle. Gu Sin Xiu was stared at by pairs of eyes. They and Qin Yishen put the next plan at the Immortal Dao Conference...

Hum? You said, does this look like a game?"

"Block? What bureau?" Shi Qianzhang was a little confused.

Liu Yunzhi suddenly laughed, his eyes showing a little thought, "I just thought by chance that the ancient sin cultivators have reached the surface. If they want to establish fame, they must act as a master at this time, but instead limit themselves.
To be continued...