AI algorithm: I figured out the immortal cultivation technique

"Thank you sir."

After listening to the senior's words, Huangfu Rong said gratefully.

"In martial arts training, haste makes waste. You should practice more in peacetime."

After looking at Sister Bai and Sister Jin, who showed no signs of cultivation, Wang Renduo gave a few words of advice.

Like Huangfu Rong, who often practices martial arts. When he holds the opponent's slim waist, he can feel the strength contained in the waist, which makes people admire and admire him.

As for Bai Mengyan and Jin Tian'er, who had not practiced martial arts much, their waists were softer and their physical strength for hard work was also greatly reduced.

"Okay, I'll study martial arts with Shishi and Rong'er these days."

After listening to her boyfriend's words, Bai Mengyan agreed obediently.

Whether it is for her own safety or future career plans, she must practice martial arts well in the future.

"Okay, I'll go practice first and you can make your own arrangements."

After drinking a pot of tea with the four girls, Wang Ren got up and went to practice.

"Shishi, Ron'er, please teach me more in the past two days."

After her boyfriend left, Bai Mengyan imitated the appearance of a martial artist and saluted the other two people with clasped fists.

"It doesn't matter."

In the Dayong Dynasty, in the main hall of Xuanbing City, Zhuge Jingrou was mobilizing the elders and backbones of the sect before the war.

"I have applied for an expedition order from the commander of the White Guards. After burning incense, I will declare war on the Iron Sword Sect. Except for the two elders in the church, all the believers will follow me to attack the Iron Sword Sect. At that time, I will annex the Iron Sword Sect. After the sect, the disciples of the six sects in the teaching can be recruited twice as much, and the gold and silver can be doubled. "

"I will obey the city lord's orders."

According to the white-clothed guards who managed the affairs of the rivers and lakes in the Dayong Dynasty, the entire rivers and lakes unified the levels, personnel and battles between sects.

For example, if one sect declares war on another sect, it must report to the white guards an hour in advance. The conquered sect will also receive the news immediately and can transfer the relatives of the disciples.

As the saying goes, no harm will come to the family.

If a sect is destroyed, the white-clothed guards will report to the court and transfer the assets of the destroyed sect to the victorious sect. The battle between the two sects is considered to have come to an end, and the victor cannot be killed.

The tax amount on all assets of the exterminated sect will double within two years and return to normal levels starting from the third year.

As long as it does not involve ordinary people and fights between sects, the Dayong Dynasty is happy to see it happen.

Once it is upgraded to a top-notch sect above the Grade A sect, with 20,000 disciples and tens of thousands of potential disciples, it will not be allowed to conquer easily. Even if there are problems with other sects, the white-clothed guards will come forward to communicate and resolve them.

It is precisely the three top martial arts sects in the Central Plains martial arts that have been sitting at the top of the world and have remained standing for hundreds of years.

Similarly, the Dayong Dynasty has the largest number of martial arts masters, and is deeply connected with the three top sects, so that it can maintain its position for hundreds of years without any possibility of wavering.

"Set off."

After mobilization, Zhuge Jingrou set out with the elites in his sect.

Just one hour before the declaration of war, Zhuge Jingrou had already appeared in front of the Iron Sword Gate, two hundred kilometers away, with six innate realm elders and hundreds of acquired high-level elites.

The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, who had moved most of their family members, were waiting in the mountain gate.

"kill."

A soft sword appeared in his hand, and Zhuge Jingrou took the lead in rushing forward.

An hour later, the gate of Iron Sword Gate was breached. The two great elders of the third level of innateness could not withstand the move of Zhuge City Lord, who was of the fourth level of innateness, and died immediately.

The people of the Iron Sword Sect who were besieged in the main hall on the top of the mountain gave up their resistance and surrendered to Xuanbing City after the sect leader committed suicide.

The two white-clothed guards who followed behind recorded the destruction of Iron Sword Gate and its return to Xuanbing City.

"Tell me, when did Xuan Bing City have seven innate masters?"

The ordinary white-clothed guard in charge of recording sighed casually.

"There are only seven of them. Among the second-level sects, they are at least average."

Xiaoqi, the white-clothed guard who had obviously received instructions, didn't care about this trivial matter.

If he can be promoted to a hundred households, he will also have the opportunity to go to the capital with strong vitality for further study. By then, it will not be impossible to break through his innate talent.

There are 200,000 white-clad guards among them. Most of the 100 households can reach the acquired ninth level, and a small number can reach the innate realm. All the members of the 1,000 households are innate, and the inspectors in each province are above the innate fourth level.

There are only seven innates, and they are still in this borderland far away from the Central Plains, why should they care! ! !

After confirming that they had obtained the Iron Sword Sect's secret treasure, Zhuge Jingrou led several elites from the cult carrying four large boxes to the white-clothed guards in the distance: "Two envoys, this is half of the Iron Sword Sect's treasures. Keep it, please pass it on to the commander for me.”

Although the two white-clothed guards in front of him had only the highest level of cultivation, Zhuge Jingrou, who was born at the fourth level of innate talent, did not dare to neglect them in the slightest.

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, half of the proceeds from killing a family will go to the white-clad guards.

"good."

Close the record book, wear a small flag in splendid white clothes, and a whistle blows.

After a moment, ten guards in white appeared from the mountain path and quickly moved to the top of the mountain.

Eight of the white-clothed guards checked the jewelry in the four large boxes and lifted them up easily.

"Please, your envoy is here to wait here, it's just a little thought."

Afterwards, Zhuge Jingrou handed a small stack of banknotes to Xiao Qi, the white-clothed guard who was leading the team.

"City Lord Zhuge is welcome."

After accepting the large amount of money, Wei Xiaoqi in white showed a smile on his face and walked down the mountain with his brothers.

The ten handsome figures, compared with the somewhat dilapidated mountain gate behind them and the peaceful town at the foot of the mountain, carry the unique flavor of the Dayong Dynasty.

Jianghu and the common world are divided into two halves.

"Sir, Lord Xuanbing, please see me."

"Can."

On September 1st, just as Wang Ren saw off Sister Bai and Sister Jin who were rushing back to the crew, he received a WeChat message from Director Jiang and casually replied with one word.

Three hours later, Zhuge Jingrou came to Jiangnan Villa for the second time, her eyes sparkling.

Looking at the thick fog formed by the pure energy on both sides of the road, she had the urge to practice cultivation here.

Half a mountain of heaven and earth vitality, even the three top martial arts sects in the Central Plains do not have such a luxurious training place.

In contrast, Jiang He, who had already seen the dense fog of Jiangnan Villa's magical vitality, looked much calmer, but his eyes were still filled with surprise.

"Zhuge Jingrou, meet sir."

Arriving at the middle hall of the villa, Zhuge Jingrou, dressed in red, clasped her hands in her fists, looked respectfully, and handed over a long box: "This is a thousand-year-old ginseng. Please accept it, sir."

"Okay, let's have a cup of tea first and then go to the back mountain."

After Xiao Lishi accepted it and motioned for the two of them to drink tea, Wang Ren said with a smile.

Wang Ren, who thought it would be useful in the future for such a relatively old spiritual object, felt calm about accepting it.

"Thank you sir."

After sitting down and taking a sip of tea, Zhuge Jingrou felt a faint vitality filling her mouth and then flowing into her meridians, her eyes couldn't help but light up.

Is this tea that has been nourished by vitality?

In ordinary secret realms, there are nourishing elixirs. Unless there are tea trees in the first place, otherwise famous sects will not be so extravagant.

As far as she knew, only the three top martial arts sects in the Central Plains, which had many and large natural secrets, would behave in such a luxurious way.

“Good tea.”

Jiang He next to him praised him without hesitation.

"If Director Jiang likes it, he can take away a pound later."

Looking at Jiang Bureau's appearance, Wang Ren was not stingy.

Anyway, there are still hundreds of kilograms of this tea in the warehouse. There will be another batch in spring next year, and the quality may be better.