The four armies of courage, fierce, tough and strong were all assigned to Ding Yong, and the original six guards were equipped with 35,000 monks.

He selected 1,250 monks from the fifth to second-class Daluo and personally led them.

The other monks were divided into sixteen teams, led by the sixteenth first-class Daluo.

Thirty-five thousand people can be called small legions. However, the leader's cultivation is too low, including Ding Yong, all of them are first-class Daluo, and even a top-level Daluo does not have.

Ding Yong could only settle for the second best, and directly demoted his small legion to the "Ding" guard camp.

He was the first to set a precedent in the Holy Ancestor's dynasty with 35,000 troops.

Alang felt much more comfortable. Thirty-four top Daluo, thousands of first-class Daluo, and fifty thousand monks at all levels were all included in his command. He was a powerful general.

But he was still not satisfied. In his eyes, the 50,000 heroes were like local chickens and tiles, and could be broken by a blink of an eye.

After some thought, he first established the "Wolf" guard and served as the captain of the guard. Thirty-four top Da Luos were assigned to the captain of the team, and each of them selected twenty first-class Da Luos as the guards.

This guard with less than 700 people immediately attracted everyone's attention once it was established.

The merchants and people in Yancheng were very open-minded.

Good, Da Luo is the first-class Da Luo is the guard, the top Da Luo is the team leader, led by Xuan Shen. Is this still Yancheng? Even the abandoned capital has never seen such a cool guard!

For the 50,000 monks who were newly recruited, Alang was established as the "hunting" camp alone. Each first-class Daluo led a hunting team and was directly responsible to him.

There were six hundred hunting teams, each with less than a hundred people, and they were established in the middle of turning their hands, and they all went out of the city to hunt.

Fifty thousand monks are both strength and hidden danger. Alang spread them apart, and their strength will naturally be damaged, but the hidden dangers will be completely eliminated.

These monks came to join the army, and naturally they took a fancy to the generous treatment offered by Tang Shan. The ratio of the "Fulong Pill" was a trivial matter. When they thought that all the gains from hunting belonged to him, these monks seemed to have been injected with chicken blood.

Of course, Alang knew that the prosperity of Yancheng lies in the prosperity of the monster market. Since everyone is coming for the demon pill, everyone will get what they need and everyone will be happy.

Don’t know how to hunt? It doesn’t matter, hunters of all races can follow the team to guide them.

Don’t understand the market? It doesn’t matter. As long as you are under Yancheng, all merchants will treat you equally and behave in a good manner.

A huge machine for harvesting demon pills, working tirelessly and day and night.

At night, the moon is like a knife, breaking through the air.

Alang took out the Cangyu Cave from Tang Shan's arms, took a spirit stone and threw it into his mouth, and chewed it like beans.

Tang Shan reached out to ask for it, but he smiled and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"What are you doing?" Tang Shan asked.

"You can't even afford the spirit stone I want. It's a pity to keep it in your hands. I'll lend it to me for a few days." It's said to be borrowing, but it's actually robbing it. Anyway, the Cangyu Cave is already in his hands, so you have to borrow it if you don't lend it.

"Where is the person? Have you found it?" Tang Shan retreated his hand and did not think about what Alang used to borrow Cangyu Cave. Instead, he directly asked about Shi Fei and his son's news.

"You are really okay. Send me, the real god, to run errands!" Alang did not answer, but complained.

"It seems that I underestimated them!" Tang Shan lost his mind, "Jiang Cheng is also a mysterious god, but just now he discovered them, they were noticed. I was afraid that he would encounter danger, so I asked you to replace him."

Alang frowned, as if he was quite dissatisfied with "Yes", and reiterated again: "I am a true god."

"Really God?" Tang Shan raised his eyelids and fell again, "Then why didn't you catch them, father and son, and let me kill them one by one?"

"It's not because of you, who is holding a piece of broken jade and looking at the treasure, and you don't know how to go out to get the spirit stone!" Alang complained angrily: "If the spirit stone is enough and my skills are restored, the father and son will not be my opponent together!"

Of course, Tang Shan could hear the implicit sound. It was okay for Alang to deal with one person alone, but he could not deal with Shi Fei and his son at the same time.

“Where are they?”

"West of the city, Anshun Escort Agency."

"Why are you living there?"

"Who doesn't want to live there if you can afford the demon pill?"

"Um!" Tang Shan nodded and stopped talking.

The "Anshun Escort Agency" was originally inconspicuous, but it was only after the monster market flourished.

The cause is that the industry under the "Anshun Escort Agency" took place in a fight at "Anshun Inn".

Two other businesses had somehow had a dispute, then they scolded each other, and then they escalated into fighting each other.

The merchants all brought guards, their strengths were almost the same, each with two first-class Daluo and six or seven subordinates.

At the beginning of the fight, the "Anshun Escort Agency" received news that an escort was sent to calm the matter.

The escort held two guns in his hand and said nothing, directly attacking the two sides who fought each other. As a result, the four first-class Da Luo and their thirteen or fourteen subordinates all lay on the ground.

No one knew the cultivation level of this corpse master. Obviously, he had a pearl with hidden cultivation level on his body.

After this incident, a rioter began to investigate "Anshun". It doesn't matter if you don't investigate, "Anshun"'s strength is really extraordinary.

Since Yancheng was completed, the "Anshun Escort Bureau" has erected an escort flag in the city.

Since the escort flag was erected, the number of times the "Anshun Escort Agency" escorts has not been counted, but it has never been broken.

Fifty years ago, "Anshun Inn" opened. During this period, every guest who checked in could be guaranteed safety.

It is said that once, a businessman who moved in was hiding a treasure and accidentally exposed himself. Gan Kun learned about this and personally went out, hoping to buy it at a low price. The "Anshun Escort Agency" sent an escort leader, and Gan Kun had a secret talk with him. After a moment, he left. After returning home, he did not leave for three years and was inferred that he was injured and healed.

Tang Shan did not pay extra attention to the "Anshun Escort Agency". It would be a good thing to have such an inn under his jurisdiction to save a lot of trouble, which is a good thing.

But now, he finds it a bit tricky.

It’s not about the “Anshun Escort Agency”, but the merchants who stay in the “Anshun Inn”.

Yancheng's business is booming, attracting a large number of foreign merchants to open stores. These merchants have no residence and have huge sums of money hidden on them. For safety reasons, they have moved into the "Anshun Inn" one after another.

According to Tang Shan's idea, as long as Alang finds out the foothold of Shi Fei and his son, he will immediately take Jiang Cheng to attack. The three of them join forces, at least they will have a chance of winning.

Now the whereabouts of Shi Fei and his son have been found, but Tang Shan dared not take action. Once the five mysterious gods fight, let alone "Anshun Inn" and "Anshun Escort Agency", even half of the Xicheng will be destroyed.

Tang Shan couldn't do such a thing for his personal grudges and to save hundreds of businesses and thousands of people.

"Three days!" Alang suddenly said, "Give me three days and we will do it."

"Where should I do it?" Tang Shan's face was solemn.

"Outside the city, heading north, a day's journey." Alang smiled and deliberately kept it a secret.

Tang Shan's heart moved, "Have you found the eight hundred dead soldiers?"

"There are not so many, only three hundred people!" Alang felt bored and wanted to cheer Tang Shan's appetite, but he didn't expect that he would guess it so easily.

"I have to set up a plan..." Tang Shan moved his hands and fell into thought.

Alang jumped up with anger in his eyes. Real god, my brother is a true god in the heaven. How dare you pluck your finger and let me retreat?

After a long time, Tang Shan raised his head and found that Alang was still there. His eyes were confused and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"No!" Alang turned away and slammed into the door with a bang.

Tang Shan rolled his eyes and said, "I'm sick!" He withdrew his gaze and continued to think about it.

Hou’s Mansion, midnight.

Alang came to visit late at night, and Mrs. Yanhou did not dare to neglect her clothes, so she came out to meet her.

"Madam, I'm disturbing!" Alang was polite and did not look arrogant in his usual manner.

"If you have anything to do, just give me some instructions, don't be polite." Mrs. Yanhou replied timidly, and Alang's abnormal behavior made her feel distressed.

Alang sighed, "The secret room of Wujin City was occupied by the city lord. I have a reluctant request and want to borrow the secret room of my wife to practice for a few hours."

Mrs. Yanhou felt relaxed and smiled, "What a ruthless request? My dear words are so great! The secret room in the mansion is lush, so it's okay even if the adults come to practice every day."

"Okay, thank you!" Alang recognized the way and went straight to it.

"Sir, do you want to serve me?" Mrs. Yanhou's red lips spit out a sweet question.

"No!" Alang waved his hand and ran away in panic.

Mrs. Yanhou covered her mouth and chuckled, and instructed her servants to prepare tea and wait for Alang to come back while tasting tea.

Two hours later, Alang really walked out of the secret room. Before Mrs. Yanhou spoke, he suddenly covered his mouth and ran away with a silence of laughter.

Mrs. Yanhou was confused and had no idea why.

When she walked into the secret room, she finally found the answer.

A desolate area...

The grass, wild flowers, and streams are gone!

The bees and butterflies lingering among the flowers, the fish swimming in the stream, were all lying on the cracked land, vibrating their wings like convulsions, and opening their mouths weakly.

I don’t know what magic trick Alang used. The secret room, which was originally lush with spiritual energy, has now become extremely thin. It will take at least a hundred years to recover to the previous situation.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Mrs. Yan Hou's forehead seemed to be knocked on, and her mind suddenly became blank.

I don't know how long she grinned, like a baby, and cried out.

It was just dawn and the mist had not yet dissipated. With a series of messy steps and intermittent crying, Mrs. Yanhou broke straight into Tang Shan's room.

"Wow……"

When she saw Tang Shan, she was like seeing her mother who had been separated for many years. She knelt down and she burst into tears, venting her catharsis.
To be continued...