This group of players is more cunning than cunning

The sword fairy's speech made all the blacksmiths stunned for a moment.

They were in a state of confusion.

Listening to the desirable scene in the description, Zhang Jinsheng was touched and said in disbelief: "I am old. I want to see a higher view before I die. This is my only chance."

"We are now casting this Ember Demon Sword, but what about later?"

He looked at Zhang Jia, the chief blacksmith who had always been at odds with him, and his words shocked the blacksmiths present:

"If, I mean if, it really comes to the moment when we have no choice, are you willing to go with me to the mysterious sword-casting villa to find the answer?"

The surrounding blacksmiths were shocked by the other party's words, and their curiosity could not stop overflowing-

The answer is on the mountain

The matter of the demon cultivators entering the city and attacking the entire Pingchang City,

This is the group of bandits, slapping them in the face openly!

Can they tolerate this?

The voice of going out of the city to suppress the bandits suddenly became louder.

Everyone guessed that the other party would come, but they did not expect that they would come in the early stage of the Red Moon.

They also killed the Zhang family who attacked the three major families unexpectedly.

The Zhang family has three great Three Yuan monks in charge.

The Three Yuans are divided into Jing Yuan, Qi Yuan, and Shen Yuan. The Zhang family also has a contemporary Shen Yuan monk, who is like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea, and has become one of the three recognized aristocratic families.

The Zhang family was naturally furious.

Even several ancestors who had just been pulled out of the ancestral tombs and thought they were still alive said angrily: I have been "secluded" for so long, it's time to go out and move around, go to the Sword Casting Demon Manor!

Several contemporary monks of the Zhang family didn't know how to choose.

Who knows if it's a trap?

After all, it's an away game.

The ancestor went there in person, and it would be fine if he won.

If we lose, our ancestors will be gone. Without the ancestral tomb, we will inevitably fall from the first-line position in Pingchang City.

In the end, we can only appease the ancestor first.

But the ancestor started to go crazy because of his anger: "The younger generation is incompetent! The younger generation is incompetent!!"

The several great monks of the Zhang family were so scared that they joined forces to suppress the crazy ancestor, and the explosions resounded through the sky.

Suddenly, there was no time to worry about attacking the demon cultivators.

After all, because their family background is strong, the ancestor is naturally strong, and there is also a god-level, and the pressure is unimaginable for other families.

They forcibly pulled out this god-level ancestor who lived thousands of years ago, and they would be wiped out if they were not careful.

Seeing that the Zhang family suffered a big loss, the other families were immediately in turmoil.

"Damn it, they took advantage of the time when the major families were unable to distract themselves and were restrained by their own ancestors."

"But if we are restrained, won't the group of demon cultivators be restrained by their own ancestors? They have three ancestors in the god-level realm, so they don't have to spend the red sun? Even if they are more relaxed than us, they shouldn't be much more relaxed."

They don't know that in which mountain villa, the official coinage certificate is hidden, and there is no need to guard against the red sun at all

Ning Zheng got up early in the morning.

He looked at Su Yu Niang, who was busy making breakfast, and walked to the yard to read.

It feels like the years are quiet and good.

But I didn't know that the neighboring Pingchang City had been in chaos, and everyone was talking about the brutality and evil of the "fake demon cultivators" in our villa. A group of people shouted that everyone should raise funds, and all the big families and ordinary people should donate money to go out of the city to suppress the bandits.

Even Zhujian Villa seemed to have tried to seduce their blacksmiths and poach them.

At this time, the real demon cultivator, Ning Zheng, was still slacking off. Last night, she re-applied the Su Yu Niang and Ning Jiao Jiao Jiao with the Su Jin Fu, and turned them into earth-binding spirits, so she was not so worried about problems.

After the meal was ready, Ning Zheng gave a reminder: "Dig a few rooms under the wellhead. The red sun is coming, and there must be some places to take refuge."

"I think so too."

Su Yu Niang nodded, "Then I'll gnaw some more and make sure to complete the task."

As a person who has been playing games for many years, she really understands the principle that a cunning rabbit has three burrows.

Ning Zheng looked at the blacksmiths in the villa from the audience's perspective and started working, and did not choose to go up the mountain again. Everything that should be explained was basically explained.

Such a large purchase order would keep them busy for a while.

It was rare that I was in a good mood, so I went out for a walk alone.

Walking on the street, I greeted the neighbors along the way, and unknowingly came to Youzhu Bookstore. When I opened the door, the bookshelves in the store were still very tidy.

But the bookstore became deserted.

As for the love letters, they were all taken away by Su Yu Niang and Ning Jiao Jiao, and preserved as her father's relics.

Ning Zheng turned around, read books and miscellaneous talks for a while, and then took a walk in the forest again. As she walked, she came to the paper house of the Ninth Ancestor.

It was still a ruin.

Not far away, there were occasionally some wandering ashes wandering here.

"It seems that there is indeed a gap here in the Ninth Ancestor! Many wandering ashes wander here." Ning Zheng observed the surrounding environment, did not do anything else, and came to the ruins of the paper house to look around.

He was also very curious about the paper house of this Ninth Ancestor.

I wanted to see what was in the old ancestor's house, but there was nothing in the old ancestor's house.

They were all simple furniture, living a simple and hard life.

Without secret manuals, unique skills, or magical instruments, he was obviously an ascetic monk.

He put his ear close to the ground, silently sensing the ground veins below.

Hualala.

He vaguely felt the huge underground Yin Qi ground veins wriggling, the branches were growing again, and the embers belonging to the Nine Ancestors were recovering.

It was like cutting off the leek, but the roots on the ground were still there and would still grow out.

"Resurrection will take about twenty days."

With the help of Yin Linggen, Ning Zheng calculated the time according to the induction of the earth veins.

This time point is very friendly to Ning Zheng.

Before the disaster day of the Red Sun comes, the Nine Ancestors will be resurrected and fill the hole again to avoid various problems.

Not long after Ning Zheng left.

A group of refugees dressed in various styles walked with each other in the deep mountains. They all met by chance and escaped from Pingchang City.

The weather was getting colder and colder. They were ragged and obviously freezing.

They gradually walked into a village and heard the people at the entrance of the village chatting.

There is a legendary utopia on the mountain.

They will provide food and water and warm clothes for free.

The villagers on the mountain will also warmly entertain guests with their wives. There is also some kind of immortal fate in the legend.

Many people decided to go up the mountain.

But many people also thought that there might be problems. In the wilderness, villagers pointing the way is too much like some strange stories.

But a poor scholar in the team retorted: "We have all fallen into such a state, there is nothing to covet."

They supported each other and climbed up the mountain with difficulty, gradually climbing, one thousand meters, two thousand meters, three thousand meters, getting higher and higher, and getting colder and colder.

A mountain villa gradually appeared in the gray sky.

The buildings in the mist were clean and tidy, with spires standing side by side. The architectural style gave people a sense of a fairyland village hidden in the world.

Facing the strong wind, a group of people were bent down by the wind, and the thin scholar who led the group shouted happily:

"There is indeed a mountain villa there!"

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