That night, the world shook.

The Wanhua Art Successfully matched with the Wudizhi?

Can any monk who practices the Infinite Arts be transferred to the Wanhua Arts without paying any price?

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Jin Zhanpeng felt that he must be a fool, and that such a thing happened to him?

Jin Zhanpeng is not smart, but he still has the least self-knowledge. Of course, he knows what he is doing with his disciples, and he will not naively think that the Red Robes will love him at all.

Without the constraints of martial arts, Jin Zhanpeng could imagine that early the next morning, the red robe in Wulianggu would have been lost at least half of it! Maybe? A little more?

Jin Zhanpeng, who was almost collapsed, had no choice but to make a life-threatening move - to close the mountain!

After discussing with my father, Wulianggu will open the mountain protection formation from that day on, and you are not allowed to enter or leave. No matter how many things you care about, you can't go down the mountain, and you can only dig for me honestly.

As for when he was dug, Jin Zhanpeng didn't know.

The red robes had already known about the changes in the outside world, and some of them even responded quickly, and had already fled before Jin Zhanpeng ordered the closure of the mountain. It is worth mentioning that the second-person figure in Wuliang Valley, Elder Xu of the Jindan stage, had disappeared as early as when Lu Tian established the opening gate.

The red robes knew they were under house arrest, but compared to the rebound at any time before, they surprisingly did not take any extreme actions this time.

Seeing this situation, Jin Zhanpeng immediately felt something was wrong. The red robes rebounded before because they wanted to stay in Wulianggu, so they had to fight for their own rights. But this time they didn't rebound, so they were really planning something.

At this critical moment, the Master Jin Sect Master coldly threw Jin Zhanpeng with a word "visiting friends out" and disappeared. The Master Jin was so nervous that he had to promote a group of thugs on the front line of the sect and promised to make a lot of profit. Jin Zhanpeng, who had always been very close to and harsh in his opponents, had to bleed heavily at this time.

The days that followed were so dull, no one had any trouble with mining, patrol patrols. But the more this happened, the less Jin Zhanpeng felt. He was sure that the red robes were planning something. Moreover, the performance of these people was so neat, it would be impossible to say that no one would organize it. But even if Jin Zhanpeng used all his strength, he could not find any information.

Jin Zhanpeng had no idea. In order to prevent accidents, he thought hard and finally stood where he should have been, which was the patio of the ruins and the lifeline of the entire Wuliang Valley.

Jin Zhanpeng sat in the courtyard for half a month. After a period of sedimentation, he realized how nonsense he had done for so many years. The core of Wuliang Valley is in the ruins, and his lifeblood is also in the ruins, but why has he never been here before?

Every day, he thought he was exhausted and put the sect management extremely finely. He included any possible problems in the sect's laws. As the sect rules became more and more heavy, he felt that everything was included in his control. But when he sat here, he realized that he knew nothing.

Jin Zhanpeng was sadly discovering that he didn't even know how many antiques he could produce every month in the ruins. The output limit he was only what he thought. He finally knew that the red robes would rather waste time than dig out antiques and hand over because the price he offered was an insult to them.

These days, the Red Robes did not carry him on their backs, so he finally understood something. However, he knew it too late. Just as he was still thinking about whether there was any way to remedy it, the Red Robes - broke the sky!

On this day, hundreds of red robes gathered from nowhere, and surrounded the young master of Jin who was sitting in the patio without any concealment, scaring Jin Zhanpeng so much that he sweated his clothes in just a moment.

With Jin Zhanpeng's cultivation of foundation-building Great Perfection, he would not be timid in any red robe, but the one standing in front of him was not a person, but a red piece, and the entire courtyard was filled with dazzling red.

“Cold…cold…cold…quiet…”

These stumbling words were said by Jin Zhanpeng.

There is no doubt that he is already scared. He is really afraid that these people will bury him directly in an impulse. While speaking, Jin Zhanpeng also secretly searched for the thugs he had promoted for a lot of money not long ago.

The sight of the young master relaxed a little, but it was not satisfactory. His hundreds of life-saving straws did not join the siege of him, but did not intend to protect him. Instead, they all stood by and looked at the sky with expressionless faces.

"How many meanings do this?" Jin Zhanpeng felt a stir in his heart: "If I didn't come to surround me, I mean I didn't rebel, I mean I didn't come to save me, I mean I couldn't do anything? Or would I be happy to see it happen?"

Since Jin Zhanpeng finished saying "calm", no one has spoken on the field. Judging from this, the young master's words are still a bit important. At least from the surface, each of the red robes is much calmer than the young master who has trembling legs.

"What are you doing? You don't fight me if you surround me and don't fight me. Should you take me as a hostage? Then... catch me!" Jin Zhanpeng was really not afraid of others arresting him. Things have reached this point, and as long as the red robes don't cut him on the spot, he can accept anything else.

The red robes finally moved, but the direction of things was very different from the imagination of Young Master Jin.

A few red robes rose up from the crowd, circled up through the platforms around the patio, and rushed to the top of the patio in the blink of an eye.

Various rays of light flashed, and the red robes seemed to have taken their strongest attack, and the target was the earth and stone ceiling on the top of the patio with countless fluorites.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, the earth and rocks rustled down. Large pieces of earth and rubble fell from the sky, judging by the force of these soil, even under the courtyard were monks who had achieved success in their cultivation. If they were hit on their heads, they would inevitably end up in a miserable situation of bloodshed.

Jin Zhanpeng was frightened and planned to dodge his spiritual power as soon as he moved his spirit. But when he saw the red robe around him looked at him coldly, he had no intention of avoiding him at all, and he didn't even want to raise a shield, his heart suddenly became cold. He was not hiding for a moment, nor was he not hiding. It was not until the earth was approaching that the young master of Jin raised his hand to protect his head and face in a panic. At the same time, a few sneers seemed to be there and not hiding in his ears.

As the dust fell, Jin Zhanpeng poked his eyes out of the cracks in his arms, and saw that the red robes were smashed miserably by the earth and stones. The few who were accidentally hit by the falling fluorite were even bleeding along their foreheads.

But no matter how injured they were, the bodies of the red robes stood straight. Their not-so-deep cultivation, which was far from being awesome, exuded a heart-shaking momentum. Coupled with the bright red, Jin Zhanpeng fell to the ground.

No one could have thought that the young master, who was in a mess, was wandering in his mind that a very inappropriate thought was lingering in his mind: My disciples in Wuliang Valley were so elite!

The performance of the elites is far from over. The first batch of attacking red robes have fallen, and the second batch of people have taken over. Jin Zhanpeng opened his mouth in vain and did not dare to say anything to stop it. The frightened young sect leader has no time to think about why these red robes have to pierce the ceiling of the courtyard. All he can do is wait for the final result silently.

The third batch, the fourth batch...

The earth and rocks on the ceiling fell all over the ground, and the red robes were buried under the knees. Jin Zhanpeng, who had long been lying on the ground, had turned into a pile of earth, with only half of his arm still standing outside.

Finally, a light that did not belong to the remains slowly sprinkled on the palm of the young master's hand, and the red robes finally smiled for the first time.

Several red robes climbed out of the holes that were broken in the sky, stopped outside for a while, and then retreated one after another. The red robes in the field whispered for a while, and soon dusted the dust on their bodies and scattered from the various passages of the courtyard. Many of them even took out shovels for digging. It seemed that nothing had happened just now, and they were now going back to mine.

From beginning to end, no one looked at the young sect leader on the ground again.

Not long after, there was a shadow of the empty outside in the sky. Then several figures jumped down one after another. The leader was the head of Wulianggu Jinda, who had returned from visiting friends.

Seeing that Master Jin gently dug out his incompetent son from the soil, behind him, more than a dozen men in black robes tried hard to control the curve of the corners of their mouths, for fear that they would laugh out loud. Master Jin was a master of the side no matter how hard he said. Even if he accidentally lost someone once, it would be too inappropriate for you to laugh at him in person.

However, a chubby old man wearing a golden robe behind Master Jin obviously had no such taboos. Looking at Jin Zhanpeng who had just been unearthed, his words were clearly mocking: "The martial arts skills of the Five Elements Sect are only half an arm away from being great!"

Jin Zhanpeng was in a daze and was unwilling to deal with it, but Master Jin could only say awkwardly: "The master is joking!"

"Hahaha!" The old fat man, known as the master of the hall, shook his head and waved his hands at the black robes, and disappeared from the way they came. The miserable Master Jin Da could only pull his scared son back to his room alone.

The camera turns back to the previous scene.

In the private house of Master Jin, Jin Zhanpeng shivered and said nothing. Master Jin turned around for a while, but his annoyance was not gone at all. But his son was his biological son after all, so he had to put down everything and comfort him: "The situation was so premonition. I went to the Dongfen Branch of Duobao Sect to ask for help. Master Zhu was still giving face and personally brought the elites of his disciples to reinforce. Peng'er should not be panicked. I think those little guys can't make a fuss!"

Finally, the young master slowly came back to his senses, but he obviously had not escaped from the terrifying aura of the red robes piercing the sky, and murmured: "What are they going to do to break the patio?"

Parliament Jin shook his head, looking at his son who had obviously had his IQ offline, a trace of grief flashed through his heart, but he could only explain patiently: "Those little kids just want to escape from Wuliang Valley, but the mountain protection formation has been opened, and they have no ability to break the formation, so their only way out is to find a way out from the ruins."

"Then..." Jin Zhanpeng looked confused, still not thinking through the key points.

Parliament Jin had no choice but to continue: "The disciples of Wuliang Valley are relying on teleportation arrays to enter and exit the ruins, so even if they have been in the ruins for a lifetime, they will not know where the ruins are. Breaking the patio is the only way for them to determine the direction of the ruins. Only by determining the direction can they find the best way to break the ruins!"

"So that's it!" Jin Zhanpeng finally understood, but was shocked: "They now know that the ruins are in the valley, wouldn't they be about to break through the path and escape soon?"

The headmaster smiled: "It's not that easy! The mountain protection array has been opened, and the ruins are in the center of my Wuliang Valley, all within the scope of the mountain protection array. Even if they dig up the ruins, they can't escape from Wuliang Valley! As for digging far away, they can't dig them out in a short time!"

"That's fine! That's fine!" Jin Zhanpeng patted his chest and let out a long breath.

"But..." Master Jin sighed: "However, the side of the ruins next to the broken glacier is a hidden danger! After so many years of excavation, the ruins are not far from the broken glacier. They have now identified the direction, and with a little calculation, they can find that the side of the broken glacier is a shortcut to the Wuliang Valley!"

"Ah? Then what should I do!" Jin Zhanpeng asked hurriedly.

"So I found Master Zhu!" Master Jin smiled reluctantly: "He and his disciples will help guard the side of the ruins near the river, so that people will not get close to you."

"Is this... safe?" Jin Zhanpeng felt a little guilty.
Chapter completed!