Throughout Qinghu Bay, both vendors and pedestrians were attracted by the loud noise and the huge white flowers in the sky, and all looked up to the sky.
People who knew something about Qinghu Bay were all surprised.
"This is martial law for the Baihua Gang. What happened?"
"It is said that Bai Qinglin, the young master of the Baihua Gang, was beaten in Jufulou, and all his belongings were looted."
There were many witnesses to the scene just now, and what happened was spread immediately.
The Baihua Gang is the largest gang in Qinghu Bay. Ten years ago, there were many gangs in Qinghu Bay, and they fought openly and secretly every day. It was the Baihua Gang that stood out in the gang war and unified the underworld in Qinghu Bay. It is said that he is behind the scenes.
With the Qinghe Gate of the Xianjia Sect as the background, life is now going smoothly and comfortably, and he is already the local emperor of Qinghu Bay.
Gang leader Bai Linhu is already a master at the tenth level of Qi Condensation. If everything goes well, he will be able to successfully build the foundation in a few years.
For a moment, people were talking a lot. As the white flower-like signal rose, Qinghu Bay was in a tremble: "Who is so bold and dares to poke the tiger's beard of the Baihua Gang?"
At this time, Wang Chen, the instigator, was still walking leisurely on the street.
It seemed that the vendors hurriedly closing their shops and the pedestrians running around did not make him feel any pressure.
"Wow!" Xiao Yao looked at Wang Chen who looked like he was going shopping in a park and shouted: "You are a casual cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Condensation. How many kilograms and taels do you have? Don't you have some ideas in your mind?!"
"Heh." Wang Chen smiled slightly. "No, I'm very bloated."
"You!" Xiaoyao was so angry that he almost spit blood from his mouth.
"I have magical skills. It's not a big deal for me to jump over the rank and hit people. With how many people Bai Hua helps, I will be able to do it easily. Don't worry."
Wang Chen didn't take it seriously, but he noticed several terrifying auras approaching quickly.
"Really?" At this time, Xiao Yao scratched his head and was doubtful.
"Could it be that Wang Chen really has magical powers?"
Thanks to Wang Chen's usual behavior, there was no trace of stupidity at all. Seeing his determined expression, Xiao Yao actually started to believe it.
While she was thinking in confusion, she felt the sky suddenly darken, and with the sound of swords whistling, several cultivators walking with swords fell to the ground.
Wang Chen's expression froze.
These cultivators were all dressed in Baihua Clan costumes. The leader had a fierce face, several scars on his head, and was horribly oppressed by the aura of the seventh level of Qi Condensation. In addition, the rest of the Baihua Clan had six levels of Qi Condensation.
This is a strength that Wang Chen can only hope to achieve.
"Boy, have you seen a casual cultivator from the fifth level of Qi Condensation running past here in a hurry?" the leader of the Baihua Clan asked in a rough voice.
Wang Chen stared blankly at the bald master in front of him. Although for some reason, he was looking for a casual cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Condensation, he understood that his real goal was to beat up the child.
"Why are you still standing there, Wang Chen? Use your magic power to kill them!"
Xiaoyao looked excited.
"I did see a casual cultivator from the fifth level of Qi Condensation running past here in a hurry, and he ran in that direction!"
Wang Chen stretched out his hand and pointed in a random direction.
The big man from the Baihua Gang looked Wang Chen up and down, and snorted coldly: "Boy, you are a casual cultivator. I see that you are quite calm and can get on the stage. If you want to hang out with me, you can come to the Baihua Gang at any time."
Look for me, I'm Lu Dan, the leader of the Baihua Gang in the East District!"
"Donkey Dan? The name is quite simple. But, who wants to hang out with you?" Wang Chen secretly laughed.
Fortunately, the members of the Baihua Gang never expected that someone would dare to beat their young master on their own territory, and even dare to walk around slowly on the street.
He never expected that this murderer would turn out to be a minor cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Condensation. Otherwise, Wang Chen was born in the year of the cat, and nine lives would not be enough to die here.
In the exhaust of Zhenli's sword, Wang Chen watched the group of cultivators leave with their swords, his expression a little solemn.
"Could this be a way of defeating the enemy without fighting?" Xiaoyao wondered. Although it was different from what he thought, the opponent still left after all.
"This is called being able to bend and stretch."
Wang Chen said angrily, but turned around on the spot and walked quickly in the opposite direction he pointed just now.
In the shadow of the famous human tree, the ultimate goal of countless casual cultivators is to control the sword at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, which gives the first-level realm a special name. The Sky Control Realm is indeed above the realm division of the ninth level of Qi Condensation.
There are special titles for a reason.
When the donkey egg landed just now, Wang Chen instantly judged that with the few low-level techniques he had transformed into, he was definitely no match for anyone who had just appeared. How long would it take if he didn't leave now?
"If I tell you to leave, you will hit me. If I tell you to hit me, where will you go? I'm a little confused."
Xiao Yao saw that Wang Chen's route was all out of the way, and he couldn't accept the contrast between how he despised the world's heroes just now and how he was now like a rat crossing the street.
"Stop talking nonsense. I want to find an exit and get out of here." Wang Chen didn't look back.
The three purposes of coming to Qinghu Bay this time have all been achieved, and there is no point in staying here.
... Xiaoyao looked at Wang Chen's back, his big eyes narrowed and opened again, and he began to think.
"Is it possible that you have some idea?" Xiao Yao finally asked with doubts and some uncertainty.
Wang Chen staggered.
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Half an hour later, Wang Chen looked at a tall, smooth wall in front of him and fell into deep thought.
The height of this city wall is almost comparable to the prison where important criminals are held.
Finally he couldn't stand it any longer and shouted frantically: "What kind of town is this? Is it a maze?"
During this period of time, Wang Chen has traveled a lot of distance, but still can't find the exit of Qinghu Bay. The buildings here are of different heights and unevenness, which inexplicably reminds Wang Chen of the time when someone made plans for the national football team.
A circle within a circle formation.
And because he was walking in a panic, he had to admit the fact that he was lost.
"Ah."
Wang Chen was feeling depressed, but Xiao Yao imitated his previous appearance and sneered. There seemed to be something else in the laughter.
He looked over with a puzzled expression, but he saw that at some point, Xiao Yao had changed into a serious face. Coupled with the laughter, Wang Chen was inexplicably creeped out.
"Are you laughing?" Wang Chen was already depressed. He didn't have the mood to talk nonsense with Xiao Yao, so he turned around and left without stopping.
Xiaoyao's expression froze on his face, and he said sadly: "I'm quite knowledgeable in architectural planning. I just need to find an exit and get it done in minutes."
"Don't make trouble, let's get down to business." Wang Chen walked quickly. The main reason was that he had never seen Xiao Yao study before, and he was young, so he could just bicker and talk nonsense. Putting his life on her was tantamount to committing suicide.
Xiao Yao didn't care about Wang Chen and just said:
"Urban construction must follow the principle of the best area in all directions, and it is closely related to the functions of the town. Different towns follow different planning principles. If you scurry around like a headless fly, you may lose your way in life."
Wang Chen listened to what Xiaoyao said, but was unmoved.
Xiaoyao didn't care whether Wang Chen was listening or not, and continued:
"Whenever a city is built, it should not be built under a mountain, but must be built on a vast river. The height should not be close to drought and there is enough water; the bottom should not be close to water and ditches can be saved."
"Can you please stop being so professional? I almost don't understand!"
Wang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.
Xiaoyao said again:
“Town roads should be in a multi-square grid shape, which facilitates traffic and facilitates the arrangement of buildings in the neighborhoods, or a plan layout that is symmetrical about the central axis, which is both unified and rich in variety, can highlight the priorities, and fully reflect the unfair and unruly intentions of the powerful class.
A sense of hierarchy and order.”
"It does sound reasonable. And even if you go wrong, it's better than having headless flies running around now."
Wang Chen saw more and more cultivators flying in the sky and became worried.
He looked around, found a deserted corner and asked Xiaoyao: "Then how do you think we should go?"