Don’t Mess with Shennong

Although Wang Ping'an withdrew from the operation office, he wanted to apply for a sect station. No one stopped him. Instead, he gave the green light all the way and let him go.

The application was applied on the same day and it was passed quickly.

Tell Wang Pingan that the mountains within a hundred miles of Huaxi Town belong to the protection of Yaowang Valley, and relevant official documents will be delivered to the door by full-time personnel.

Wang Ping'an understands the positivity of the Operation Department.

After all, they can't make it anymore.

If the self-care rights of the major cultivating sects are not introduced, the situation in the surrounding areas will hardly change in a short time.

It's just that the area around Huaxi Town is a hundred or ten miles away. It's a little big. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, the Baoshan urban area was included in the protection of Yaowang Valley.

What can Wang Ping'an say about this, he can only agree with a smile.

Ten minutes later, Wang Pingan finished his inspection and returned to the orchard. He immediately held a plenary meeting. Even Xiao Tiantian attended the meeting.

As the host of the meeting, Wang Pingan was the first to speak.

"Today, calling everyone to come over has only one purpose, and that is how to quell the chaos of monsters and beasts around. Starting tomorrow, the area within a hundred miles of Huaxi Town belongs to us...our Medicine King Valley."

"Congratulations to the boss, congratulations to the lord, we finally have our own school." Qin Xiaoyu's mind is flexible, and instantly thinks of the benefits beyond three steps.

Doctor Tang smiled and said: "We have always had a school, okay? As a big disciple of Yaowanggu, I am proud of it!"

Laiwang said with some worry: "Don't talk about the sect, the name is the same, anyway, they are all in our orchard. But the area of ​​Huaxi Town is a bit too big, right? Can we get busy?"

Gu Qingcheng has already left the customs, stabilized his realm, and has greatly increased his confidence. He calmly said, "It's not a big deal. When I can fly with the sword, in a flash, I will be able to tour around. What kind of monsters and monsters. The sword is destroyed."

"..." Wang Ping An, who knew the difficulty of flying the sword, took a sip of tea in silence, without exposing her lies.

But during the fetal period, how to turn the pill into a baby, how to fly with the sword?

At least I am now the pinnacle of Guiyuan Golden Core, and I can't fly with the sword.

Xu Qing was the woman who accompanied Wang Ping’an to patrol the market in Huaxi Town. Seeing that everyone was in good spirits, she suggested: “Before the approval letter arrives, let’s organize a trial. Just clean up the monsters around Wangjing Village. Again, show your attitude?"

"Good idea, I agree, let's just do it."

"Okay, anyway, there are not many monsters in the surrounding area. They are killed all day long, not as much as one-tenth of those in other villages."

"This shows our attitude, no matter how much we kill, we must always kill our spirit and our attitude of King of Medicine Valley!"

Everyone geared up, eager to try, one after another back to the house to take out their weapons, they were about to start their hands.

In this regard, Wang Pingan is supportive.

"Except for Xiao Tiantian, everyone else can participate. For everyone's safety, don't separate and act together." Wang Ping'an finally made the decision and set the tone.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Tiantian disagreed and said with tears: "Uncle, I want to go too, I am also a cultivator, you can't ambiguity about me, a newcomer who is not yet in the stream."

"What are you going to do? Are we pursuing monsters or taking care of you? Practice well at home, and you are not allowed to go anywhere before the Qi Refining period!" Wang Ping'an said fiercely.

"..." Xiao Tiantian didn't dare to speak, after all, she also felt a little shy. After so many days of cultivation, she didn't even rush through the acupuncture points of Zhou Tian.

The weak have no human rights, and it's useless to sell cute.

Half an hour later, everyone with backpacks and bags, walked out of the Shennong Orchard and walked to the small road outside the village.

The cultivators who rented upstairs in the Huaxi Hotel waited and watched, reaching out their heads curiously, staring blankly at the back of Wang Ping'an and his party.

"Damn, this is going to be a big deal. I have lived here for so long, and this is the first time I have seen all the practitioners in the orchard be dispatched! Are they going to team up to fight Ultraman?"

"Ultraman who beat your sister, he is obviously teaming up to fight monsters! Look at the weapons in their hands and the bags on their backs, which are obviously preparations for a long-term war of resistance. I heard from friends in the operation office that Wang Ping'an applied for a resident station. Now, in the future, the area around a hundred miles around Huaxi Town will belong to their Medicine King Valley."

"Go, follow up and see the excitement, Wang Ping'an is very popular now, making a video can make a lot of money!"

For a time, more than 20 cultivators rushed out of the Huaxi Hotel, holding their mobile phones or cameras, and tracking and shooting Wang Ping's and his party.

Wang Ping'an glanced back at them, and he was too lazy to care about them. They were handsome and could not help it. It was inevitable that he would meet fans who admired him and photograph them without losing a piece of meat.

A few minutes later, a group of people from Shennong Orchard walked to the Dongshan area outside the entrance of the village. Because there was a zombie here, who came out from time to time to wipe out the beasts and swallow some blood, so the beasts here were not of scale.

Scattered, just a few hundred.

Under the scanning of Wang Pingan's powerful spiritual consciousness, like a satellite radar, he found the hiding place of the monster beast in this area in an instant, and then divided it into three groups.

One group goes north, one group goes south, and one group goes east.

Half an hour later, the three groups of members returned to the place where Wang Ping'an was with a **** smell.

Well, yes, everyone participated in the battle, but Wang Ping'an didn't take any action, sitting on a recliner and playing the game.

"Boss, our team is completed. There are more than 30 monsters. There is no danger. There is no one that can fight."

"Second Treasure, we went to Zhengdongfang and encountered a semi-transformed monster, but it was not very powerful. Sister Qingcheng cut off his head with a single sword. I was not interested in killing the remaining little monsters. too weak."

"Master, our team hasn't encountered too much, but saw the zombie figure, the two sides met each other, he smiled friendly at me, and then went underground and disappeared."

When Wang Ping'an heard this, he looked up at Doctor Tang and asked, "Oh? That zombie will laugh? It means that you have made a lot of progress recently, at least you can control your emotions."

"It's all what the master taught, and he is very grateful to the master." Doctor Tang slapped a flattery.

"That's it, let's go to the west of the village to kill, and then rest." Wang Ping'an said, put away the mobile phone, and put the lounge chairs into the system warehouse, and led everyone to the west of the village.

Those cultivators who followed were unable to take pictures of Wang Ping's fighting heroic posture, and could only take pictures of him playing games, which was a bit embarrassing.

However, some people were very active and knew that Wang Ping'an was going to apply for a martial arts station, so they posted the news to the Jianghu forum, which attracted the attention of many people, and they did not sell less sales posts.

So that day, Wang Ping'an spent more than two hours brushing the monsters around Wangjing Village, and emptied the surrounding monsters. He didn't refine the Beast Pill, mainly because he wanted to leave some rations for the big yellow dog family and the crescent bear.

Buying beef all day is too expensive, and Wang Ping'an is a little bit reluctant.

The golden eagle can also eat by thieves now. It can be more than ten meters in length when spreading its wings. It can fly smoothly after eating half a cow. It doesn't look like a bird.

The next day, the Operations Department sent the relevant documents of the Yaowanggu, which was officially recognized as the legality of the Yaowanggu and the rights and interests of 100 kilometers around Huaxi Town.

Wang Pingan was not a vague person either. He splashed ink on the spot and wrote a vertical sign: "Yaowanggu", hung on the side of the gate.

There are no fireworks, and no firecrackers, so it was established.

Some people who wanted to explore the secrets of the Medicine King Valley craned their necks and did not see the older monks appear, let alone where the master behind Wang Ping'an was, which made some people very disappointed.