The Kunlun School has lasted for thousands of years and has inherited the inheritance of Yuxu Palace and is the ancestor of the Tao in the world...

These words are all claims that the Kunlun School has always come to the public, and no one has to look at whether it is true or false; but the Kunlun School has been established for thousands of years, which is good.

As a thousand-year-old sect, there are many inheritances in the sect. If it weren't for the current cultivation environment, Kunlun might be much better than ordinary sects; but now, there is not even one of the magical power realms, so naturally he will be like a sentient being...

After hearing Xun Yitai's introduction, although he was worried about Wei Yuanzi's comfort, Chichengzi immediately thought of a record he had seen in the ancient books he sorted out in the school two years ago.

Wei Yuanzi went out this time, but he knew that just in case, he brought a Kunlun secret treasure, Demon-Destroying Thunder; according to Xun Yitai, the formation was good first, and it should be a mutation caused by Wei Yuanzi and Xun Tianlin's entry.

If my junior brother can risk his life in, I am afraid that my junior brother who has always read a lot of books will definitely guess the possibility of this place. Otherwise, he would never give up his planned plan and instead enter this formation.

And the changes in the formation must have been caused by this demon-killing thunder. Only such a powerful treasure can cause such serious changes in the formation.

Thinking of this, Chi Chengzi felt another hidden pain in his heart. He could use the only few demon-killing thunders that were passed down from his ancestors. I am afraid that the formation was indeed extraordinary. Moreover, the change had been happening for so long, but his junior brother still had no news yet, so he was afraid that it was already in danger.

Thinking of this, Chichengzi took a long breath and then cheered up again; since things had happened, there was no other way; according to records, the five Tianqing sects were entrenched in Central and South a thousand years ago, and their momentum was so great that there were few people around him who dared to touch them.

One day, Tanzhou changed a lot, and a strange phenomenon appeared; the five Tianqing sects jointly locked Tanzhou, and no one in the cultivation world could enter Tanzhou half a step; half a year later, the people of the five sects quietly disappeared, and the sects searched all over Tanzhou without any trace.

It is conceivable that the secrets of Tanzhou are not unusual if they can disappear thousands of people in the five sects.

Now that Qingyun appears such a large formation, and has never heard of it before, I am afraid it must be related to this matter.

Originally, there was a garrison in charge, but he was no longer a thing of Kunlun. But now that Wei Yuanzi fell into it, he gave him Kunlun a chance, a good opportunity to get involved in it.

Thinking of the great benefits that might exist, Chichengzi didn't care about the fall of Wei Yuanzi, but couldn't hide his excitement and walked back and forth in the hall several times, and finally shouted in a deep voice: "Come here, please come and discuss matters!"

In the provincial capital, Zhao Wuxiang sat in the spacious office, picked up the teacup and took a sip, breathed a long sigh, turned around and looked out the window.

"Secretary, I have checked. Mayor Zhao is now serving his sentence in Yangcheng Prison!" Secretary Li walked in and reported back.

Zhao Wuxiang nodded, pondered for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "Go, get a prison guard for Mayor Zhao, keep a low profile!"

"Yes! I'll do it now!" Secretary Li said quickly.

"Yeah!" Zhao Wuxiang nodded slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "By the way, call me Secretary Fang and ask him to come to my office to sit down!"

"yes!"

Fang Mohu on the other side spoke a few words to the phone, put down the phone, smiled slightly, stood up and said to the secretary: "Let's go, go to Secretary Zhao's place and sit!"

"Secretary Zhao?!" The secretary was a little startled, and then excitedly stepped forward and took off his coat to help Fang Mohu put it on, saying, "Secretary Zhao actually invites you!"

"Of course, who told me to have a good boy?" Fang Mohu was slightly embarrassed when he said this.

"Oh..." The secretary nodded suddenly. Secretary Zhao had always been a little distant from Secretary Fang. He suddenly said that he would ask Secretary Fang to sit over. It turned out that it was Young Master Xiaonan.

Speaking of this, he was not surprised. The villa in Qingyun Town a while ago was arranged by him. It was something that could be treated so carelessly by Secretary Fang, and it was his nephew. It was not surprising that such a thing happened.

When Fang Mohu walked into Zhao Wuxiang's office, he saw Zhao Wuxiang coming to the door to greet him!

If someone else sees this, I'm afraid even my chin will be scared.

When will Secretary Zhao go to the office door to welcome the guests? I am afraid that the governor will come over, Secretary Zhao will only get up a little at most, let alone be so enthusiastic.

"Come on... Lao Fang, come and sit down!" Zhao Wuxiang enthusiastically led Fang Mohu to sit down on the sofa beside him, looked at the secretary and said, "Xiao Li, go and get the Maojian I hid and make a cup of tea!"

"Okay, Secretary Zhao!" Secretary Li responded respectfully.

"Oh, it seems I have a good time today!" Fang Mohu sat down on the side with a smile.

Zhao Wuxiang smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Hey... it's not a good thing, but I can only get more than one pound every year, so I have to save on drinking!"

"It seems that it is really not easy to drink Secretary Zhao's Mao Jian, haha!"

The two of them greeted each other, and after Secretary Li delivered two cups of tea, he quietly retreated.

"Lao Fang, I'm going to invite you here today. There's one thing!" Zhao Wuxiang picked up the teacup and took a sip, then calmed down his smile and said solemnly.

"Secretary Zhao, please speak!" Fang Mohu also responded in a deep voice.

"Lao Fang... do you know what Zhao Sanming is doing?" Zhao Wuxiang said indifferently.

"Zhao Sanming? Mayor Zhao?" Fang Mohu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"That's right!" Zhao Wuxiang nodded gently, looked at Fang Mohu and said.

Fang Mohu took a breath, looked at the teacup in his hand, nodded gently, and said, "I have checked this matter, some people have taken action!"

Hearing this, Zhao Wuxiang smiled with satisfaction and said, "Does Secretary Fang have any ideas?"

Fang Mohu raised his eyebrows gently, looked at Zhao Wuxiang, without hiding anything, and said directly: "What is my nephew's request?"

Zhao Wuxiang sighed helplessly, nodded and smiled, "Otherwise, I won't come to you, Lao Fang!"

Fang Mohu picked up the teacup and took a sip, and smiled mysteriously, "Qian Shenming is difficult to deal with!"

Hearing Fang Mohu's words, Zhao Wuxiang was slightly stunned, then looked at Fang Mohu with a steady look, and laughed slowly, ""If you and I join forces, it will not be difficult!" Could it be that Secretary Fang is not even sure about this?"

"Haha..." Fang Mohu smiled and said, "As long as you decide, Secretary Zhao, there is no problem! Lao Qian is not doing this properly, but it is not difficult to find out if you and I work together!"

"That's good!" Zhao Wuxiang nodded with satisfaction and said, "With Secretary Fang's words, then we can start to do things safely!"

Fang Mohu thought about it and laughed slowly, "Then Mayor Zhao Sanming, should we get him out first?"

"I have already arranged it. What we have to do now is to investigate the situation clearly and obtain evidence to reverse the case; but it needs Secretary Fang's support!" Zhao Wuxiang looked at Fang Mohu and said in a deep voice.

"No problem, please tell me any instructions if Secretary Zhao has!" Fang Mohu smiled and stretched out his hand towards Zhao Wuxiang.

"Okay, happy cooperation!" Zhao Wuxiang smiled with satisfaction, reached out and shook Fang Mohu hard.
Chapter completed!