When Chen Anhe hurried to the back hall and saw Huang Deqi and the old woman surnamed Xu sitting inside, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked breathlessly: "Mr. Huang, what happened?"
The patriarch of the Chen family received the crane letter from the other party and immediately rushed here as quickly as possible.
I feel like my bones are about to fall apart.
But there was nothing he could do. He had the lowest cultivation level among the three, and he was used to being shouted at by Huang Deqi.
Huang Deqi's face was ugly: "Our village chief has been in the mountains for a long time, but there has been no news from there."
Chen Anhe was shocked: "What's going on?"
He knew very well how cruel the gang in the mountain was.
Although Wang Chen is a cultivator of the Zifu, as the saying goes, a tiger cannot stop a pack of wolves, and since he is calculating mentally but not intentionally, he should be within their calculations no matter what.
There is no news from there now, which obviously goes against common sense, and Chen Anhe suddenly has a bad feeling.
"I have sent people into the mountain to investigate."
Huang Deqi said in a deep voice: "What I'm most worried about now is the mine, what if..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a soft "tap-tap-tap" sound.
A closer look revealed that it was Chen Anhe's teeth that were fighting.
This old guy is trembling with fear!
"Why panic!"
Huang Deqi really wanted to slap Chen Anhe to death: "Things haven't reached that point yet. Don't forget that there is someone sitting in the mine. It would be better if Wang Chen didn't find it. He did..."
"Hmm."
He sneered: "We are going to have a new village chief again!"
Chen Anhe said with a sad face: "Then what if he is not dead and knows about our relationship with the Gray Wolf Bandits?" I said there is no need to do this, now..."
"Shut up!"
Huang Deqi was furious: "Do you think I want it?"
"Everyone who has boarded this boat has no choice but to keep moving forward, otherwise you and I will all die without a burial place. I come to you now not to talk nonsense, but to discuss what to do next!"
Chen Anhe shut his mouth, feeling extremely regretful.
If he had known today, he should not have been forced onto the boat by Huang Deqi and had sex with him with his own head.
The benefits haven’t been seen yet, but the disaster is about to come!
The clouds in Chen Anhe's heart became more and more intense.
But he had no other choice.
All we could do was rack our brains and discuss the next response plan with Huang Deqi and the old woman named Xu.
While the three of them were plotting in the ancestral hall, Wang Chen, who was far away in the mine cave, noticed something strange coming from above his head.
There was a slight vibration on the top of the cave, and soon the vibration became violent.
Countless dust and stone chips fell one after another, as if gray-white frost and snow were falling.
Click!
Only a crisp cracking sound was heard, and streaks of golden light emerged from the cracks in the cave roof, melting the hard rock silently, creating a huge cavity.
The next moment, a clear spiritual light fell straight down from the cave.
It landed just in front of Wang Chen.
Immediately, the spiritual light dissipated, and a monk wearing a blue-grey robe and carrying a flying sword appeared.
"I've met Taoist friends."
Wang Chen immediately saluted the other party.
This monk is none other than Luo Zhen, the repairman of the Southern Territory Patrol Department of the Xihai Sect.
The other party can be regarded as Wang Chen's leader. The reason why he became the village chief of Datian Village is because of this Zifu.
The Wanli Communication Talisman that Wang Chen sent earlier was given to him by Luo Zhen.
According to the agreement, Wang Chen can only use this communication talisman as a last resort.
"Fellow Daoist Wang."
Luo Zhen returned the favor.
His eyes swept over and took in all the scenes in the cave, and his expression changed slightly.
"Wanhua evil blood pool!"
The Wanhua Evil Blood Pool is a special magic weapon, which can also be regarded as a formation. Its main function is to condense the blood, mana, and soul of warriors and monks to refine the Wanhua Pill.
Wanhua Dan can improve cultivation and lifespan, and can also be used to assist in breakthroughs.
For many monks, this is an irresistible temptation.
However, building the Wanhua Evil Blood Pool to refine the Wanhua Pill is absolutely prohibited. Once discovered, it must be destroyed without any excuse.
Those who do this kind of thing are basically demon cultivators!
Luo Zhen could tell at a glance that the Ten Thousand Transformations Evil Blood Pond in front of him was almost ready.
But I don’t know how many innocent people have been harmed!
There was a murderous look in Luo Zhen's eyes: "Fellow Daoist Wang!"
It involves demon cultivators and the Wanhua Evil Blood Pool. Although he knows that Wang Chen cannot be involved, according to the rules of Xihai Sect, he must explain the whole matter clearly.
If there are any loopholes or flaws, they must be brought to the sect’s Criminal Division for interrogation!
Wang Chen raised his hand to pick up the demon cultivator on the ground and pushed it to Luo Zhen.
He told the whole story in a concise and concise manner, without adding any extravagance or exaggeration.
Luo Zhen listened quietly to Wang Chen's words, then nodded and said, "You did a good job."
Before the truth was fully ascertained, he could not give Wang Chen too much kindness, so he focused his attention on the demon cultivator who was captured by Wang Chen.
"Huh?"
Luo Zhen suddenly reached out and touched the other person's face, and pulled off a human skin mask as thin as cicada wings.
An ugly and ferocious face was immediately revealed!
"Yuan Shenkui!"
Luo Zhen suddenly opened his eyes wide, showing a look of disbelief: "You actually captured him alive!"
Wang Chen didn't know who Yuan Shenkui was at all, but looking at Luo Zhen's expression, he knew that the other party was not simple. He thought about it and said, "He must be injured and I took advantage of him."
When he was fighting to the death with this demonic cultivator, Wang Chen noticed that the other person's aura was not very stable.
The mana fluctuations are relatively violent.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, you have made a great contribution this time!"
Luo Zhen pointed at the demon cultivator floating in front of him and said: "This Yuan Shenkui has been offered a reward by our sect. Currently, the reward from the Hall of Honors has reached 5,000 points."
A great achievement!
He took a deep look at Wang Chen: "It's enough to exchange for the rank of inner disciple!"
The Xihai Sect is the largest immortal sect in the Shanhai Realm and the undisputed ruling overlord of the Xihai Spiritual Realm. I don’t know how many monks have sharpened their heads and want to join.
Foreign monks like Wang Chen, even if they have the cultivation base of Zifu, must first find connections to obtain the entrance examination qualifications, and then knock on the door of Xihaizong step by step.
He went through all kinds of hardships and spent three years, but all he wanted in exchange was the status of an outer disciple.
As a result, it is now possible to reach the sky in one step!
Luo Zhen was born into a well-known family, and his temperament and self-cultivation were unparalleled. At this time, his heart was quite complicated.
Wang Chen smiled: "Without the recommendation of Taoist friends, Wang would not have had such an opportunity. I am willing to share this merit with fellow Taoists!"