One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

"Separate doors..." Song Yun didn't respond to Zhao Qingxu's proposal, rubbed his chin in thought for a moment, and asked again:

"Then what do you want to do by pretending to be a merchant and squatting outside the government office every day?"

"Of course it is to absorb fresh blood for the Sanmen." Zhao Qingxu said, "According to the Ninth Grade Qualification Law, at least the qualifications of the Second Middle School are eligible to practice. Those with lower qualifications are really willing to be ordinary people for the rest of their lives?"

"We will observe those youths who have been eliminated, and select those who have potential based on multi-dimensional considerations such as character and will. As long as he is willing, he can join Sanmen."

Song Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't this a secret? You just told me that?"

Zhao Qingxu: "This is no longer a secret. The imperial court knows it very well, but there is nothing they can do about it."

"Sanmen's move has won the hearts of the people. I don't know how many people support it. The government can't handle it at all."

"Besides, we also have people inside the imperial court..."

As he spoke, Zhao Qingxu smiled triumphantly, intending to show the strength of Sanmen.

As soon as Song Yun heard it, he realized that this kind of thing was reasonable and not fabricated.

There are too many people who want to practice, who doesn't want to change their destiny?But if they are blocked by the Ninth Grade Qualification Law, there will definitely be many people who want to get a second chance.

These people are Sanmen's staunchest supporters.

"However, where do you get the cultivation resources from Sanmen? It is not easy to train so many disciples."

Zhao Qingxu: "There are treasures of heaven and earth above the sea, but the sea beasts are ferocious, the climate is unpredictable, and opportunities are always accompanied by danger."

"However, people in Sanmen must be brave enough to take risks in order to conform to the concept of 'free competition'."

"In addition, we have people in the court, so it is not difficult to get some resources in the Central Plains."

Zhao Qingxu smiled triumphantly again, and asked, "Brother, I don't know Gao's name? If you need any treasures, just tell us, we can help."

"Song Lan." Song Yun casually made up another pseudonym, shook his head and said, "I don't need any treasures."

Zhao Qingxu narrowed his eyes in doubt, "Then why did Brother Song come here?"

"Didn't I say it before, I just came out of the mountains and I don't know the situation outside, so I asked someone to ask." Song Yun spread his hands.

When Zhao Qingxu heard this, he couldn't help curling his lips secretly.

Coming out of the mountains?Liar.

Not to mention whether hiding in the mountains can become a martial sage, the cold murderous aura on this person alone cannot be cultivated in the mountains.

Song Yun continued: "It's almost time to ask the question now. You didn't lie. I am very satisfied. The previous promise will naturally count."

As he spoke, he threw that right hand to Zhao Qingxu.

"Thank you." Zhao Qingxu was overjoyed, and hurriedly connected the severed hand, and the four people beside him also helped to apply the medicine and bandage it up.

The physical body of the master realm is already very strong, as long as the severed hand is taken back in time, it can be completely reattached in a month, and it will not affect future cultivation.

Song Yun's actions eased the atmosphere in the hall a lot.

However, his next sentence immediately made the atmosphere tense again.

"Now I have one more request - take me to meet your high-level officials, ghost immortals or martial saints are fine."

Sanmen's concept of "free competition" seems reasonable to some extent, but the result is not good.

More than 100 years later, the Ninth-Rank Aptitude Law is gone, and everyone can practice, but the world has also fallen into complete chaos, with the countries fighting in chaos, countless dead, and the population of the Central Plains plummeting.

The so-called free competition, under the instigation of the heavenly demons and heavenly ghosts, will only turn into endless cannibalism.

Perhaps, Sanmen was an important reason for the sudden collapse of the Great Xia Dynasty.

So Song Yun wanted to see if the top management of the Sanmen was controlled by the Heavenly Demon and Heavenly Ghost.

As for people like Zhao Qingxu, their strength is not enough, and the demons are too lazy to possess them, so naturally they can't see the problem.

"What?" Zhao Qingxu categorically refused when he heard this request after they had a good conversation——

"Certainly not. Brother Song's identity is unknown. It's not clear whether he is an enemy or a friend. How could I agree to this request?"

"Moreover, Sanmen's high-level executives can't see them as they want. They need to report in advance and explain the whole story, and then the higher-ups will give feedback as appropriate."

Song Yun wasn't angry, but just smiled slightly, "Then I'll offend you."

Before the words fell, the white figure in the room flashed repeatedly, bringing gusts of wind.

Song Yun seemed to be sitting still, but Zhao Qingxu and the others on the other side had already fainted to the ground.

The strongest of these people is at the level of a master, facing the existence of the peak martial saint, they are powerless to fight back.

Song Yun walked out of the house alone, first found a shop nearby, and bought a team of mule carts.

Put all five of Zhao Qingxu into a large wooden barrel, mix them with the clear water barrel, and stack them on the mule cart.

Song Yun pretended to be transporting clean water to the mines outside the city, dealt with the soldiers defending the city, and successfully brought the team of mule carts out of the city.

Only outside the city can one be freed from the spiritual monitoring of the ghost city lord, and can perform Taoism normally.

Finding a deserted place to stop, Song Yun performed "Hypnotism" and questioned Zhao Qingxu and the others.

After asking for a long time, I only know some basic information about Sanmen's northwest branch, and I still haven't been able to ask the real secrets involving high-level officials.

Because in the minds of Zhao Qingxu and the others, anti-psychological torture methods were set up to protect top-secret information.

If forced to interrogate, it can only make people lose their minds and die.

The only interesting harvest is that these people still have an important task——

Responsible for monitoring and intercepting certain precious minerals, preventing them from being transported to the capital Yangcheng.

As for why, Zhao Qingxu and the others naturally don't know, they are only responsible for execution.

From this point of view, the organization of Sanmen is still quite strict in its actions, even if it is a long-term lurker, there is no loophole to find.

If Song Yun didn't have [Anxi real-time map], it would be impossible to see Zhao Qingxu's problem in the crowd at a glance, and it would be impossible to discover this huge secret organization.

As for Zhao Qingxu's line, after finally catching it, he still couldn't miss it easily.

After thinking for a while, Song Yun held Zhao Qingxu's wrist, released energy and blood, completely healed his severed hand injury, and his skin returned to its original state without even a scar.

Hypnotized everyone again.

This time, instead of asking for secrets, a false memory was added.

Let Zhao Qingxu and the others think that everything went well today, nothing happened, and they had never seen Song Yun before.

After the hypnosis was over, Song Yun put five more people into wooden barrels, and drove them back to Anxi City in a carriage...

Late at night, Zhao Qingxu was lying on his bed when he suddenly opened his eyes.

"How did today pass so quickly? I feel like I've gone to bed without doing anything."

After staring blankly for a while, Zhao Qingxu shook his head and said:

"It's probably because the days here are too peaceful, and people become numb after staying for a long time. After completing the task, I'd better go back to the South China Sea to practice."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his sore right hand, turned over, and continued to fall into a deep sleep.

In a private house outside the house, Song Yun was also lying on the bed, looking at the sky full of stars outside the window, with many thoughts in his heart.

"Great Xia Empire, Ninth Rank Aptitude Law, Sanmen..."

"This era is far more complicated than I imagined, and things are getting more and more interesting."