"Listen to me. Don't go to the viewing studio. It doesn't matter if you have a look once in a while. You should practice in the daytime. Do you understand? "
With that, Wen Ping stood up and nodded.
But when Wen Ping stood up, the dark stick on his waist attracted Qin Shan's attention.
It's dark.
It's not impressive at all.
Even watching it can make people feel disgusted.
Qin Shan murmured to himself and asked in a very low voice, "Lord. Why do you look so familiar with this stick? "
"Well I made it myself. " Wen Ping answered faintly.
Qin Shan immediately showed a smile, said: "Lord, I have to say, you do really like the burning stick."
With the words of Qinshan, Yang Lele and others immediately looked over.
When his eyes fell on the burning stick on Wen Ping's waist, he began to praise.
"It's like that!"
"Suzerain, do you know how to carve wood?"
"it's as like as two peas."
All the people said that they didn't listen. Just like a group of bees, Wen Ping had no choice but to go downstairs.
Just after Wen Ping came downstairs, Yang Xi also followed him.
Yang Xi asked, "master, I want to go home for one day today. Is that ok?"
Wen Ping nodded and said, "don't ask me about this. Next time, ask elder Yun directly. If you want to go back, just go back early and don't delay your practice. "
"Well!"
Yang Xi nodded and ran away with a smile.
When Yang Xi left, Wen Ping wanted to go shopping in Cangwu city in the afternoon. When he came to Qingshui street, the appearance of Qingshui street came into sight.
At a glance, a hundred meters of debris.
From the foot of Yunlan mountain, there are only ruins within a hundred meters, which are piled up in disorder. In the past, the bustling Qingshui Street no longer has people coming and going, which makes people feel desolate.
Wen Ping understood that this was the result of "fighting between gods and suffering in the world".
Two more steps forward, the sound of popping at your feet - the sound of the broken tiles breaking again.
Although it has been more than ten days, Qingshui street is still like this.
Of course, it's not that no one is cleaning up.
How many things can the ordinary family or relatives do in the ruins?
Behind them, the city buildings are being repaired, the fields and crops outside the city are being repaired, and the villages are also being cleaned up. The bodies of many people's relatives have not yet been found.
Compared with the importance of these, Qingshui Street residential is much smaller.
Maybe after the city building is repaired, people from the city Lord's mansion will come to clean up Qingshui street, but not at present.
"Lord Wen!"
"Lord Wen!"
When Wen Ping stepped forward, the busy people around him turned back and bowed.
This picture is deeply remembered by Wen Ping. After shopping and going back, Wen Ping mobilized all his disciples to go down the mountain tomorrow morning for voluntary labor, and helped to remove the heavy pillars.
When Yang Lele heard that he was going to go down the mountain, he was very energetic. "Master, don't worry. In one morning, we can remove all the remains of the house there!"
The crowd nodded.
However, Qin Shan answered, "down the mountain! It's a bit like Qingyun gate going down the mountain The people of Qingyun gate rescued Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu. Do you think we can also save a few people? "
At this time, huaiye asked, "speaking of going down the mountain, patriarch, can our immortal sect also have a disciple go down the mountain for a trial? Let's go to the world of ordinary people to help the chivalry and justice!"
Listening to the messy words of his disciples, Wen Ping was quite helpless. These guys were poisoned by Zhuxian.
This TV play, really watch less!
We have to limit the time in the future. We can't have more than one hour in a day.
Wen Ping immediately cast a white eye in the past, "what do you say?"
"Hee hee, I don't know." Huaiye grinned and put his hand over his mouth.
Then, the crowd followed Wen Ping to Qingshui street, and without saying a word, they went to work.
It was a surprise to those who were busy in the ruins.
Yang Lele was the first to bear the brunt. He stepped forward and took the bamboo basket full of bricks and stones from a woman. As soon as he started, he estimated that it would be a hundred jin. "Auntie, you have a rest. I'm coming!"
With that, Yang Lele snatched it directly and fell on the ox cart not far away.
"Thank you
"Thank you, Lord Wen!"
When Qin Shan and others put themselves into the work of clearing up the ruins, people around them all said words of gratitude.
A lot of people have wet their eyes.Looking at this scene, Wen Ping's heart is somewhat touched. It seems that no matter what world he is in, he can gain a sense of pride.
Just at this time, a carriage stopped at the foot of Yunlan mountain. Yang Xi jumped down and jumped to the ground before the ruins, and cried out with a smile: "Lord, and everyone, I'm back! Did Lele miss me? "
"Miss you!" Yang Lele was cool behind him. He glanced at Zhao Qing and quickly changed the topic. "Hurry to work. Our task this morning is to clean up this area."
Yang Xi asked from a distance, "Lele, where did you see Zhu Xian last night?"
Yang Lele answered, "the seven pulse meeting is almost over."
When Yang Xi heard this, she immediately said, "ah, you've seen it so soon. You knew I should have come back last night."
At this time, another man came down from the carriage and clapped his hands when he got off.
Wen Ping looked sideways and clapped his hands on an old man who was hale and hearty and had bright eyes. Dressed in a black gold robe, standing there, although it is a kind smile, to give people a sense of not angry from the power. At the first glance, Wen Ping felt that this person was not simple, and immediately let the system obtain his personal information.
Murongchi
gender: male
age: 95 years old
realm: tongxuanzhongjing
(from Murong family of two star power, he is the contemporary patriarch.)
This look, Wen pingleng for a while.
Tongxuanzhongjing conceals his accomplishments and comes to Cangwu city quietly.
It was not clear whether he was an enemy or a friend, so Wen Ping asked, "what's the matter, master?"
Hearing Wen Ping's words, Yang Xi immediately turned around and said to Wen Ping, "Lord, this Murong elder asked me to follow him. I said no, he insisted on recruiting you, saying that there was a way for you to expel me from immortality. "
"Well?"
Wen Ping immediately took a look at Murong Chi.
Is this guy going to rob the disciples?
After getting out of the carriage, Murong Chi said bluntly, "master Wen, I have paid close attention to Yang Xi for three years. I have been to Cangwu city more than ten times before and after. Although my Murong family's strength is not as strong as that of jijingshan, it's not bad. So I want to talk to you about a condition. Let Yang Xi go with me. Just say what you want. "
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