Shirley walked to him and said seriously: "You only teach others a lesson, but you can't sleep for two hours a day or night. Do you think it's your iron man?"

When faced with Shirley's words, Ye Xiong did not dare to refute.

In his heart, Shirley was like an elder sister.

"From today on, I won't stay up late in the middle of the night, okay!" Ye Xiong compromised helplessly, and then said: "However, three weapons a day are necessary, unless it is a special issue, it cannot be changed."

"You promise me, I'll let you collect three." Shirley snorted and then left.

After a period of inscription carving, Ye Xiong became more and more familiar with the inscription. After carving the inscription on the formation flag, he began to proceed to the next step, carving the inscription on three charcoal swords.

Late at night, Ye Xiong carved a little while the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Shirley walked in and stared at him.

"I'll sleep now, go to bed right away, okay!" Although Ye Xiong felt that he was not tired, he didn't want to argue with Shirley. After all, she was also doing her own good. "You go to bed too. I have a bed here, otherwise, it's okay to sleep together."

Shirley's face suddenly turned red, she cursed shamelessly, then turned around and left.

Ye Xiong slept for a few hours, then quietly got up and continued to be busy.

Now, he felt that time was not enough and he wanted time to slow down.

He still has too many magical powers to upgrade.

While having breakfast, Xiaodie said: "Master, the environment in Zhongcheng has become much better now. I went out to buy vegetables and was no longer as worried as before."

"There are many contributions from Brother Ye, because of his rules of not killing, the public security here has become better and better." Meng Bing'er said.

"I finally understand Brother Ye's good intentions now. Who doesn't want to live in a safe place?" Meng Miao said.

After more than half a month of mood adjustment, the Mengding siblings' moods have slowly recovered, or in other words, they have learned to hide themselves, at least not show sadness in front of others.

"Three weapons a day, more than half a month has passed, and dozens of people have used inscription weapons. If these do not cause trouble, the harm will naturally become smaller and smaller." Ye Xiong said.

"Master, what you ask is not to kill people, but they can hurt people. Why are they unwilling to do it?" Xiaodie asked in confusion.

"I am afraid that I will not be able to do anything when I hurt someone. What if I kill them by chance? When they go to cause trouble, they cannot kill them. If others are targeted, they cannot kill them this month. If the other party lingers them like a fly, it would be strange if they are not annoyed. In order to cause less trouble, they can only survive for a month before talking." Shirley explained from the side.

"So that's how it is." Xiaodie finally understood.

Ye Xiong put down his chopsticks and asked, "Have you ever heard of the allusion of boiling frogs in warm water in the world of cultivation?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"The biologists have made a try, throwing the frog into boiling water. As soon as the frog fell into the water, it immediately jumped away and escaped; but if the frog was put into cold water and heated slowly, the frog was finally cooked alive."

"The city of death has no rules, no rules, and has been in chaos for hundreds of years. If you want to get better all at once, it is impossible. You can only get closer. If a monk does not kill someone for a month, then their character of killing people at will will gradually change in the future. This is actually a process of boiling frogs in warm water."

"It sounds so profound. Brother Ye, how do you know so much?" Meng Miao sighed.

"Every time I'm with Brother Ye, I always feel powerless." Meng Bing'er said.

"If they start killing again a month later, wouldn't they go back to the past?" Xiaodie continued to ask.

"The inscription I engraved will not last long. At most ten or eight times, they will have to come back to me to carve it. At that time, they still have to fulfill the agreement that they will not kill for a month. If this happens over and over again, they will be very upset and try not to kill in the future." Ye Xiong explained.

The rest of the people took a breath, but they didn't expect him to think so thoroughly.

"The reason why I collect three weapons every day is on the one hand, on the one hand, it is my limit, and on the other hand, it is also because of the number of people in this city of Death. If this continues, in another two or three months, the chaotic situation in the city of Death will soon change, and I will never see the phenomenon of random murder and robbery again. Then I will discuss with Mrs. Yin and completely change the chaotic situation in the city of Death." Ye Xiong continued.

When the four of them listened, they could not imagine any other adjectives except the word "admiration".

Next, the situation in the City of Death really developed in the direction Ye Xiong said, especially in the City of Midtown, where the environment is getting better and better.

Those who came in for the first time even suspected that they had come to the wrong place when they saw this order.

In a blink of an eye, a month passed.

On that day, Ye Xiong had just carved the inscriptions on the three charcoal swords, and walked in alone outside.

"Master Ye, Madam is invited." A subordinate of Mrs. Yin came to report.

"Tell me and I'll go there right away." Ye Xiong replied.

After sorting out the things, Ye Xiong went to the largest house again and met Mrs. Yin.

Mrs. Yin has changed a beautiful female cultivator around her, and she is no longer the last female cultivator Xiaoya.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yin was not only a homosexual, but also a fickle person. She got tired of playing so quickly.

"Ye Xiong, I have met my wife." Ye Xiong stepped forward to say hello.

"You are here, go to the seat." Mrs. Yin pointed to the table next to her.

Ye Xiong took out a storage ring from his body and put it in front of Mrs. Yin, saying, "Madam, this is half of the monthly income, about one million top-grade spirit stones. There are more people coming in the first month, and the income is OK, but starting from next month, because most monks have carved it, the business may not be better this month, and the income will be less."

He had to remind him in advance, otherwise it would be one million this month and a drop of half a million next month, and she would say so much.

Mrs. Yin didn't even look at the storage ring, and said, "I'm here to come to you, not asking you for money, but there's something to tell you."

"Madam, please tell me." Ye Xiong said.

"King of Jiangnan, have you heard of the invasion of the demon clan?" asked Mrs. Yin.

Ye Xiong was not surprised that Mrs. Yin could call out her name at all.

Although the world of cultivation is big, it is not as big as the news is blocked. People like Ye Xiong who cause trouble everywhere and have a lot of trouble everywhere. It is easy to find out if Mrs. Yin doesn't know his true identity, it will be strange.

"Madam, I was ordered by the Ice Emperor to bring the Ice King and the Ice Princess to the City of Death, and have been paying attention to the matter of the Ice Palace." Ye Xiong replied.

"The fall of the Ice Palace, the fall of the Ice Emperor, and the invasion of the demon clan have become the top priority in the cultivation world. Now the three domains, mainly the Southern Emperor, have issued a gathering order to allow all the Jindan period soldiers of the outside world to go to the Southern Domain to discuss the anti-demonic matters, so I will leave tomorrow and go to the Southern Domain." said Mrs. Yin.

"Mrs.'s righteous heart is admirable," said Ye Xiong.
Chapter completed!