The five-mile range is roughly divided into eleven parts, and each of the eleven people has its own management.

However, as the team leader, Fang Cheng, in addition to managing the monks assigned to him, he also has the power to monitor and manage the other ten areas.

If something happens, he, the team leader, will be responsible.

After the assignment, Fang Cheng saw very clearly that the other people looked dissatisfied on their faces and said to himself: "Uncle Bluestone forced them to come here to work, but everyone would feel dissatisfied."

Not to mention them, even Fang Cheng himself was a little angry.

It’s just that he is a Jindan monk, a true story of the third generation. Although he is a fourth generation of true story of the fourth generation, he is just a Qi training monk.

Moreover, the others don’t know that Qingshi Zhenren is doing such a mischief, but the top leaders of the sect don’t know?

It's just turning a blind eye, no matter what.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng could only sigh and endure it silently.

However, in order not to let his subordinates have any problems, he still released clouds and mists, spread all over the fields, and monitored everything around him.

This place was originally a barren mountain, and it was not surprising that some clouds and fog appeared. Moreover, Fang Cheng knew how to measure the situation, so the clouds and fog released were relatively thin.

As the saying goes, the heavy sacrificial practices are used in troubled times. If Fang Cheng releases it before, it is very fierce. As long as the person who hears it, he is basically afraid and dare not cause trouble at will.

Those who haven't heard the news will also hear rumors later.

Moreover, the rumors are basically distorted and will be even more exaggerated. When they hear it, they are even more afraid.

In addition, flying boats often fly by in the sky, and the huge spiritual consciousness of Qingshi Zhenren is pressed down from time to time, making people feel scared.

After a day and night, nothing happened.

Fang Cheng used both minds and practiced while monitoring the treasures in his hands.

The spiritual energy in the secret room in his residence is really not covered. Now his cultivation has recovered to the late stage of the eighth level of Qi training.

The spiritual energy outside is far inferior to the inside of the Ten Thousand Spirits Valley, but Fang Cheng has many spiritual stones. He holds ten spiritual stones and practices at the same time is no less than that inside.

"Um?"

Fang Cheng suddenly felt aroused his heart. Through the fog around him, he noticed a monk who broke into the five miles he managed and started talking to the person in charge.

He originally thought that the two of them should be friends and it would be okay to talk, but suddenly he felt that the two were fighting. However, it was not that kind of big battle, but a small-scale confrontation.

Although the fog is thin and the sensing is not particularly accurate, Fang Cheng still sensed this confrontation and suddenly became angry and said to himself: "Who is so unhappy? You can cause trouble for me at this time!"

If something happened within the five miles, he had to take responsibility. Fang Cheng was worried that the two of them would change from a small-scale confrontation to a big battle, so he immediately ended his merits and rushed over.

With the wind power of the Taiyue Four Treasure Map, Fang Cheng was very fast and rushed there in less than a minute.

However, the confrontation between the two sides has stopped and the conversation is being face to face.

Fang Cheng was stunned. Why was he still fighting just now but now he started chatting again?

Anyway, I have come here, so Fang Chengru went to take a look.

As he got closer, Fang Cheng suddenly heard the words Zhao Changhe, and hurriedly hid his body and hid aside.

The secret invisibility technique obtained from the black gas has been practiced to the extreme. Even if it is spiritual consciousness, it cannot find his whereabouts, not to mention that there are clouds and mists around him.

In the clouds and mist, one of the monks under Fang Cheng was casually ordered. The other one, but he didn't know him, but he felt a little familiar. When he thought about it carefully, wasn't it the one under Zhao Changhe?

Zhao Changhe is Qinghe's first true disciple. He is very good in terms of cultivation and moral character. He has a very good reputation within the Wanling Medicine Valley, so of course he was named the team leader.

Then he also selected several people he knew, one of them.

"But, Fang Cheng is a true disciple. Isn't it not..."

"What are you worried about? Even if you are a true disciple, he is just a new true disciple. Moreover, he is the true disciple of the Secret Tower, and he has no power in his hands. Our senior brother is the true disciple of the Resource Hall, and he holds real power in his hands! Does he dare to fight with my senior brother?"

"this……"

"After the matter is completed, there will be fifty spirit stones."

"good!"

After the discussion, the man left.

Through the conversation, it is obvious that they are planning a conspiracy against themselves.

but……

Fang Cheng opened his six eyes and looked at his cultivation level. He was a top of the ninth level of Qi training. His transformation was still pretty good.

Then he transformed into a clone and followed.

Then he showed up and walked slowly.

"Senior brother, nothing is wrong here, right?"

The monk had just conspired with someone else, but when he turned around, he saw the person he was trying to murder appear in front of him. He was so scared that he was frightened and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"No...it's okay!"

"Oh? Is it? But why did I feel a kind of fluctuation in battle just now? My senior brother may not know. I am good at a detection spell. When you look at the clouds and mists around you, it is actually my eyeliner. I know exactly what happened here! For example, I don't have much power, but the other one holds real power. For example, fifty spirit stones..."

As he said that, the spiritual consciousness turned into momentum and gradually suppressed it, causing him great psychological pressure.

"Senior brother, it's me that I was wrong. It's because I was not strong in my mind and was tempted by him. He asked me to bewitch others here tomorrow and cause riots. After the matter is completed, I will give me fifty spirit stones."

"Fifty Spirit Stones?" Fang Cheng knew that there were many poor people in this world, and he held tens of thousands of spirit stones in his hand. He was rich, which did not mean that the same was true for others. However, he did not expect that this guy would be moved by just fifty spirit stones.

"Do you know that once a riot occurs here, I will indeed be punished as the team leader, but as the direct manager of this area, you will also be punished! And it will only be more serious than mine! Moreover, I am the true teaching and protected by Master Jindan. What about you? That guy just now, he is not helping you, he is lying to you, he is harming you!"

"Ah...he dares to do this? Senior brother, don't worry, I will definitely not..."

"Okay, okay, you manage this area well and don't do that kind of stupid thing!"

Fang Cheng said, leaving the place.

The monk let out a long sigh, but suddenly felt something moving behind him. When he turned around, he saw Fang Cheng carrying a man to him and said, "Come on, cut him off."

The man's limbs were limp and had been interrupted, his face was covered with blood, but his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of hatred and resentment were revealed in his eyes. However, from the eyebrows, it could still be seen that this was the monk who had conspired with him just now.

"Senior brother...you are..."

Fang Cheng sneered: "This guy just hurt you, I caught him back. How about it, does he hate you like he hurt you? Come on, stab him and exhale!"

As he said that, he handed over a long sword, and the light of inspiration shone brightly, which was obviously a spiritual weapon.

The monk was in tears.

On the other hand, the square body has gone far away.

Zhao Changhe has no grudges and grudges with him, how could he suddenly target himself?

At least in front of Zhao Changhe, Fang Cheng had not had time to show his close friend attitude to Bai Conglong.
Chapter completed!