The best waste god

Nangong Haotian frowned slightly, why is the power of the Trash Transforming God Art so weak?It stands to reason that no matter what you do with the magic formula of cultivating the gods, you can cultivate some earth-shattering power.

But apart from my body becoming stronger and my internal energy more pure, nothing else seems to have increased much. I can't even beat people in the martial arts, and this cultivation is too easy.

Before Nangong Haotian had a premonition, it seemed that he still didn't know much about this waste-turning-god art, but he didn't know what was wrong, everything was learned according to this, what could be wrong?

After thinking for a long time, Nangong Haotian didn't have a clue, so he suppressed the thoughts in his heart, maybe he can only wait for someone to give him the answer in the future.

After another big week, Nangong Haotian, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly stood up, a powerful aura came out of his slightly thin body, and the surrounding tables, chairs and benches were all blown up.

"It's as expected, it's almost reached the late stage of the fourth floor, but I don't know how long it will take to enter the fifth floor! Heavenly materials and earthly treasures, it's really hard to find!" Nangong Haotian sighed, and immediately closed Gained momentum and walked out.

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As soon as Nangong Haotian climbed the hall steps, Jiang Zhongzhao and others stood up from their seats one after another.The servants and maids on both sides were immediately busy serving dishes.

Nangong Haotian entered the entrance of the hall, cupped his hands and smiled, and apologized: "I kept you waiting for so long."

Jiang Zhongzhao and others hurriedly said with a smile, "Where, where, it's still early."

Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose, and then several people sat down one by one, full of wine.

After drinking for three rounds, Jiang Zhongzhao asked respectfully and concernedly: "Master, you are going out to inspect today and see the situation, will they come back again?"

"Even if Master Faming and others leave, I'm afraid other sects will send people to come again." Nangong Haotian thought for a while and said, this is not to scare Jiang Zhongzhao and others, after all, there are always some people who like to do such things.

Jiang Zhongzhao and the others looked at each other in surprise, but didn't speak any more.

Aunt Shan saw that the atmosphere had suddenly cooled down, and she quickly said in relief: "Fortunately, the transfer station has been burned down, and the Nine-Fingered Jackal has also been executed by the young master. Besides, all the figures from the various factions under house arrest in this place have also been released. , from my wife’s point of view, no one will come here again.”

When Nangong Haotian heard that all the people under house arrest in this place had been released, his heart moved, and he suddenly thought of the three people who were forced by the Demon Slayer King to increase his skills. Who could these three be?

Nangong Haotian touched the wine glass in his hand, frowned, and suddenly looked at Jiang Zhongzhao and asked solemnly: "Mr. Jiang..."

"The subordinate is here." Jiang Zhongzhao hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand, bowed and said respectfully.

"You don't need to be so polite!" Nangong Haotian waved his hand, and asked solemnly: "Is there another place under our transfer station where people from other sects are imprisoned?"

Jiang Zhongzhao said with a puzzled expression: "This place is the center of the transfer station. Apart from the small villages it belongs to, there is no other place for prisoners!"

Aunt Shan knew something was wrong, so she couldn't help asking: "Master, you have been out all day, did you discover something?"

"No..." Nangong Haotian Qiangzi smiled, "I'm just asking, if there is no other place, I think there will be fewer opportunities for masters from various sects to come."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and asked casually: "Master Jiang, I told you to release all the disciples of the sects who are under house arrest in various small villages. Did you release them all?"

"All let go!" Jiang Zhongzhao said without hesitation: "The subordinates have personally assigned each martial artist to go there with silver taels."

"What?" Jiang Zhongzhao asked Nangong Haotian with a wrong expression, "Master, but some of them haven't received the money and the notice?"

Nangong Haotian shook his head and said: "No, I'm not clear about this, what I'm afraid of is that some people will go home safely, and some people will have no news, and I'm even more afraid that those family members and disciples who haven't returned home will come to ask for someone... ..."

The faces of Jiang Zhongzhao and the others suddenly became extremely solemn. If this really happened, the transfer station would have to be destroyed.

"I think there must be more than these small fishing villages where people are imprisoned. Didn't my father be transferred to another place?" Wei Xiaoying suddenly thought of her father and said anxiously.

Nangong Haotian's heart was pierced, he knew that Wei Xiaoying's father must have been sent to Zhangren Peak of Wutai Mountain, and he had transmitted his internal energy to himself.

Wei Xiaoying looked at Jiang Zhongzhao and asked eagerly, "Master Jiang, when will that Martial Master Liao you mentioned come back?"

Jiang Zhongzhao looked at Nangong Haotian without any trace, and said in embarrassment: "According to the regulations, he should have rushed back yesterday evening."

Wei Xiaoying heard that Huarong changed, and couldn't help asking anxiously: "So, didn't he happen to be in time for the catastrophe last night?"

Jiang Zhongzhao said hesitantly: "But today, the younger one led Martial Master Liu and the others to clean up the fire scene. They checked the front hall and the backyard, but they didn't see Martial Master Liao's body!"

"Have any of you found the body of Martial Master Liao?" Wei Xiaoying looked at Martial Master Liu and the others, and asked anxiously.

Although Martial Master Liu and the others all knew that Martial Liao was killed when Nangong Haotian arrived at the small wine shop the day before yesterday, they had all been warned, so which one dared to speak out?They all shook their heads dumbly.

Seeing that Wei Xiaoying was about to burst into tears, Liu Qianwen hurriedly said in relief, "Sister Xiaoying, don't ask me any more. Auspicious people have their own destiny, and Wei Shibo will return safely one day."

Nangong Haotian thought of the warning that the demon dragon slayer king had given to the three people who had increased his skills, and he hurriedly said in relief: "Qianwen is right, Wei Shibo will return safely one day, there is no need to rush now, and Liu Shibo, it’s not like there’s no news until today.”

Wei Xiaoying nodded when she heard the words, and didn't ask anymore, but Nangong Haotian didn't feel relieved, because although Wei Xiaoying stopped asking, Liu Qianwen lowered her head sadly.

Nangong Haotian just wanted to persuade Liu Qianwen, but after thinking about it, it was really difficult to speak, so he shook his head in the end, and the banquet fell into silence for a while.

"Cough cough——" Jiang Zhongzhao saw the gloomy atmosphere, coughed dryly twice, and asked anxiously: "Young master, look, if people from other sects come to ask for someone again in the future, how should the subordinates deal with it?" Law?"

In order to avoid trouble, Nangong Haotian did not want Jiang Zhongzhao and others to go out for activities again, so he asked instead: "Is there any silver in the treasury at this place?"

Jiang Zhongzhao nodded, and hurriedly said: "Yes, a lot were dug out from the fire."

Nangong Haotian nodded and said: "Okay, I think this place is quite secret, as long as you don't go out briefly, I think, even if they come, they may not be able to find you."

Jiang Zhongzhao and the others looked at each other and felt that it was reasonable, so they respectfully agreed.

"Also, everyone..." Nangong Haotian continued: "After dinner, I will leave this place and go back to the northwest headquarters."

"What?" Jiang Zhongzhao asked in amazement: "Didn't Master Faming and the others pick the rudder of the Northwest Headquarters?"

"Although I was picked, I still want to see what's going on there." Nangong Haotian thought of Shangguan Xiaowan, how is this fiery girl doing recently.

After so many things, Nangong Haotian left Shangguan Xiaowan without saying goodbye, and he was no longer angry about running away in anger, not to mention that this matter was his own fault first, girls, it is always good to coax.

Jiang Zhongzhao respectfully answered yes.

Nangong Haotian had something on his mind, so he had a quick meal, got up, and then several people left the town under the respectful escort of Jiang Zhongzhao, Liu Wushi and others.

……

A group of people marched quickly, and it didn't take long to arrive at the big town.

After all, a big town is different from a small seaside village. The streets are full of pedestrians and the lights are brightly lit, which is just like the lively night market.The four of Nangong Haotian had no intention of visiting the street, and walked directly to the gate of Jima Zhan.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the inn, one of the two shop assistants who were attracting customers greeted him with a smile.When he was in front of him, he bowed his waist and smiled, and said respectfully: "Master and the girls came back just in time, a guest just arrived yesterday and said he wanted to see you..."

"Oh? Someone is looking for me?" Nangong Haotian was a little surprised, and while handing the horse to the shop boy, he asked, "Where is that person now? Is it a man or a woman?"

The store clerk said respectfully with a smile: "It's an old man, he said he came from the Brownstone Valley of Jiyun Pass..."

"It's my family who came to look for me!" Wei Xiaoying cheered excitedly, "It must be my father who has also returned home."

While speaking, she couldn't wait to fly into the store.

Liu Qianwen saw that Wei Xiaoying had already flown in, but Nangong Haotian was still standing there, she pushed Nangong Haotian lightly and said, "Haotian, sister Xiaoying has already gone in, let's go in too!"

Nangong Haotian looked at the shop boy, then followed Liu Qianwen and walked in.

The three of them hadn't reached the front of the courtyard yet.Wei Xiaoying, who had already entered the courtyard, cheered, "Uncle Wei Xi, it's you!"

Then came the voice of a panicked old man, almost crying: "Miss, it's not good, something happened at home..."

Hearing this, Nangong Haotian secretly exclaimed that something was wrong, and stepped in quickly.

When he got to the door, Nangong Haotian raised his eyes and saw that the person standing in the courtyard watching Wei Xiaoying with tears in his eyes was Wei Xi, the old housekeeper of Brownstone Valley that he had seen.

Seeing Nangong Haotian, Liu Qianwen, and Aunt Shan, the old housekeeper Wei Xi burst into tears and said, "Young Xia Nangong, something happened at home!"

Wei Xiaoying, who was pale and anxious, urged anxiously: "What happened at home, please tell me!"

"Let's talk in the hall if you have something to say, don't get confused first." Aunt Shan said hastily.

Nangong Haotian nodded, and the five of them hurried into the small hall and took their seats.The servants employed in the store also hurried out to pour tea.