"Several junior brothers have praised me."
Although Qingyun had already cultivated to Yuanhua, Qingyun did not regard these Lingyin Baimai disciples as seniors, which immediately warmed their hearts and moved them, and he hurriedly invited them into the city.
As for whether the leader is there or not, it is none of their business.
After a few casual questions, Qingyun regretfully learned that He Bai and Li Jing had been sent to fight by Wan Congfang for a long time.
In recent years, the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect has absorbed many casual cultivators, many of whom are monks in the Concentration Realm and have become guest elders. With these salaried thugs, the entire sect has already begun to annex and expand to the surrounding areas.
"Didn't Wan Congfang suspend the development plan before? Why are you taking action again now?"
While thinking about it, the young man took the initiative to tell Yao Mengxun about the weather and scenery of the new town. Although he couldn't see it, Fairy Yao still listened with great interest.
From the current point of view, the planning pattern of "Qingshui City" has not changed much, it is only an extension on the original basis.
"The Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect should have moved all the residents from nearby villages. This may create an extremely prosperous scene in the short term. However, if there are many mortals, it will actually hinder the development of the monk city. After all, the lifespan and abilities of mortals are very limited. , if it can’t reach scale, it won’t be able to produce much value.”
The Frost-Eyed Witch was worthy of being a military commander who once followed her brother to guard the border. She commented with a vicious look.
"Oh? Sister Shuang, how did you deal with it in Jingzhou? Looking at the world, there are still many mortals without cultivation!"
Qingyun asked curiously, because Yao Qishang's words not only reminded him of the former Yaoguang City, which was a city with almost no mortals.
"Contact the mortal dynasty and settle in a village near Lingshan and Dachuan. We only want spiritual materials and don't take anything else. What they need is just the absence of war and famine. The wealth and strength of the Demonic Sect is also the greatest guarantee for their reproduction."
What Yao Qishuang said may seem simple, but the details and truth may only be understood by managers who have put themselves in their shoes.
"Then if it were you, how would you develop this place?"
The young man continued to ask.
"This kind of integration is very childish at first glance. There should be no professionals who are good at planning and development in the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect. If it were me, I would not be so anxious to build the mana city wall, because if there is a strong attack in the early stage, the defense force is limited, and the city wall There is not much difference between having and not having them, so it is better to recruit more capable people.”
"Fifth sister, I didn't expect you to know this?"
"That's right, I used to follow my elder brother and he often taught me this. Even though the Demon Sect and the Juexian Sect seem to be connected by the same spirit, Jingzhou and Yunzhou are bordering each other, and cannibalization and embezzlement often happen. The establishment of power And elimination is as common as wind and rain.”
The frost-eyed witch smiled lightly, then glanced at Dai Lin'er provocatively.
"What are you looking at? If you ask me to say that I can defeat ten groups with one force, there is a powerful person in the spirit-returning realm sitting in charge. I won't be afraid even if the King of Heaven comes!"
The pink swordsman glared hard, but it always seemed a bit pretentious.
At this moment, Yao Mengxun's brows suddenly twitched, his footsteps stopped, and he whispered:
"She is coming!"
"who?"
The young man's heart trembled, and a moment later, a hoarse and low female voice, like a ghost in the middle of the night, came out strangely, making everyone's skin crawl.
"Then what do you think we should do in the future?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a green figure that looked like a green bamboo appeared out of thin air, standing straight in front of Yao Qishang less than half a foot away.
She looked very beautiful, even like a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, but her eyes seemed to contain countless sharp sword intentions, which made people feel frightened and dared not look directly.
There was a long scar between her eyebrows, as if a sword had pierced her forehead, which was sinister and penetrating.
If it wasn’t Wan Congfang, who could it be?
The sudden appearance of the Bamboo and Stone Sword Ghost startled everyone, especially Yao Mengxun, who had grasped Qingyun's hand tightly at some point, as if he had seen something terrifying.
"What a strong evil spirit, what crazy evil thoughts, she...she is not a human being! What on earth is she?"
Although he couldn't see it, Yao Mengxun seemed to know Wan Congfang's true identity at a glance.
Similarly, a ghostly person suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, which frightened Yao Qishang so much that he turned pale and actually opened his blue-pupiled magic eyes.
In just an instant, the silent magical power caused Wan Congfang's emerald green dress to suddenly turn black, and then a real dark red evil aura came out of her whole body, as if it only needed a spark to completely ignite it.
"Immortal punishment!"
This kind of evil and terrifying feeling is really familiar to me. Subconsciously, he tightened his right hand, and Luo Yun's sword was on the string.
If Wan Congfang goes berserk at this moment, only Luo Yunjian might have the slightest chance of suppressing him.
"Huh? Supernatural powers?"
Fortunately, our girl Fang'er just gave a sigh of relief and instantly put away the overwhelming evil energy around her body. With a flick of her long sleeves, Yao Qishang closed her magic eyes unconsciously.
"Holy shit, you...Wan Congfang, aren't you dead?"
The frost-eyed witch was so frightened by this terrifying momentum that her heart skipped a beat, but Yao Ershao's eyes widened completely with disbelief on his face.
"Yao Pofeng?!"
The second young master had gained a whole lot of weight, and he was not wearing the Lahong jersey that he remembered, so Wan Congfang did not recognize him at first.
When the other party called out her tabooed real name, Yao Ershao suddenly felt a terrifying coercion sweeping through his body.
Countless invisible swordsmen surrounded him, as if his life was coming to an end.
"Too...too strong...Is this...is this the spirit-returning realm?!"
This kind of hopeless aura can only be exuded by monks in the spirit-returning realm. It is the road to heaven that is about to get rid of the shackles of the physical body. Everything can no longer be measured by common sense.
Yao Pofeng really couldn't figure out how Wan Congfang came back from the dead, and how he went from a small cultivator in the Hundred Meridians Realm to the Guiling Realm in just a dozen years?
"Fang...Senior Sword Demon...be merciful!"
Seeing this situation, the young master hurriedly came out to smooth things over. He didn't want his good brother to be killed by Wan Congfang, who was temporarily frustrated.
"Hmph! I am the Bamboo and Stone Sword Demon! Not some Wan Congfang!"
"Hey...hehe...Junior Yao Pofeng, I have met senior Sword Demon. Your beauty is enough to shine on Kyushu..."
The second young master's head always turned very quickly. He blinked his big eyes and immediately changed his words. He was shameless and wanted to kneel down, which made Wan Congfang feel a little embarrassed. After all, they were all old acquaintances.
Fortunately, as a soul body, her face was only pale. She coughed lightly and lifted it up into the air. She no longer cared about it and continued to ask Yao Qishang:
"Since our plan is child's play, tell me, what would you do if it were you?"
In fact, Miss Fang'er really just wanted to ask for advice, but her appearance was indeed a bit scary, and her aura was so powerful that it actually made the frost-eyed witch hesitate for a while.
Fortunately, Master Shen was by her side from beginning to end, and Yao Qishang quickly calmed down.
"I'm sorry, I made a mistake, senior, please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter. Our Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect has been established not long ago and there is a shortage of talents. Girl, it doesn't matter if you say so."
"Yes, senior."
Taking a deep breath and feeling that the other party seemed to have no hostility, Yao Qishang simply said:
"When I came here, I heard Qingyun say that the only leader of the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect is a powerful senior from the Guiling Realm. He can do it alone but is beyond the reach of a whip. But senior, please don't forget that the leader of the Guiling Realm is intimidating, so you don't need to care too much. Defense.”
"Oh? But there are many low-level monks in my sect. As you said, even if I can defeat four hands with two fists, if all these disciples are killed or injured, what's the use of me, a lonely person?"
With a faint smile, Yao Qishuang really didn't expect that the legendary bamboo and stone sword ghost was actually a soft-hearted person, so he couldn't help but say:
"Of course the dead are useless, the survivors are valuable, and these walls may even become the death row that will eventually imprison them!"
Wan Congfang's eyes narrowed, as if she had some realization.
"Then what do you mean, you don't need a city wall?"
"No, Mana City bricks are expensive to build, and small sects and small sects cannot withstand the trouble. I mainly want to suggest that seniors focus more on expanding their territory. As long as the Immortal Sword Sect doesn't care, you can just go ahead and do it. Once the sect has ten wind-controlling cultivators and above, and even one more powerful person who has returned to the spirit-returning realm, who will dare to easily offend the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect in the future?"
At first, when Yao Qishuang said the words "small sect," Qingyun's heart was in her throat, fearing that this female ghost would snap her if she got unhappy.
Fortunately, with the passage of time, Wan Congfang's courage began to move towards becoming a qualified leader in the spirit realm, and there was no trace of sullenness on his face.
"That makes sense."
Sword Demon nodded, and Yao Qishang didn't forget to add:
"It is said that those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters, or that one general achieves great things and all his bones are withered. Dragons and phoenixes soaring in the sky will only lament the passing of the stars. I think most of them do not care about life and death in the air."
"Been taught a lesson."
Rarely, the extremely ferocious Wan Congfang actually nodded gently to Yao Qishang to express his thanks. The young man gave a thumbs up. This was the first time he saw someone dare to speak to this female ghost like this.
After a pause, Wan Congfang asked again:
"I wonder who the girl's last name is?"
"Back to senior, junior Yao Qishang."
"Yao Qishang? Then you..."
Looking at her smiling and clasping her fists, Wan Congfang silently nodded again and then said:
"You are much better than your second-generation brother."
Phew~
The young master couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Sadly, when Wan Congfang turned back to look at him, his whole temperament instantly turned cold, and Qingyun suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"Hmph! I haven't seen you for several years, but my life has become more prosperous. The woman next to me has changed again? Let me see who is more beautiful, her or that fox demon!"
Ding Ding~: I have been thinking, did Wan Congfang ever like Qingyun~
