Wen Ping just smoothed out the two corners of the notice. He didn't expect the scene to be like this, and he felt helpless.

He just wanted to come down and post a notice this time.

"Get up, if you really want to apologize, then help me post these notices on other streets, and make sure to post them in a conspicuous place."

"Thank you Sect Master Wen for forgiveness, the younger one will go immediately."

Xiao Er, who had been scared white, got up quickly, then took the notice in Wen Ping's hand, and ran away. It may be because he is afraid of Wen Ping's repentance, or he may be afraid to stay here again.

The fat boss saw Xiao Er's back and didn't say much. As long as this matter doesn't affect Chi Yu, he doesn't care about that much. But when I wanted to compliment Wen Ping, my eyes caught the notice on the wall.

I don't know this, I was shocked at first glance.

Lecture Wuhui!

Seeing these three words, he immediately remembered those three days ten years ago. He was only in his twenties and dreamed of practicing, but without the guidance of a teacher, he was not qualified to join the sect.

That time the martial arts seminar almost made his whole person crazy, because the shortest way to realize his dream is ahead, and because there are too many people, he can't squeeze those double or even triple cultivators.

In the end, he still failed to get the guidance of the immortal sect predecessors, so he didn't have the opportunity to step on the road of cultivation, and chose to inherit his father's restaurant.

Now that he saw the three words "Lecture Wuhui", he suddenly felt a bit in his heart, looked at Wen Ping, and asked in surprise: "Sect Master Wen, do you really want to reopen the Wuhui meeting?"

"of course."

A ray of surprise appeared at the corner of the fat boss's mouth, and then began to read the notice word by word, After five days, it will be held at the foot of Yunlan Mountain. As long as you want to practice, you can go...

"Five days later!" After reading the notice, after indulging in his spiritual world for a while, the fat boss immediately exclaimed, and then his eyes returned to Wen Ping, "Sect Master Wen, you are such a good person!"

"Good guy?"

Wen Ping laughed at himself, he didn't know if he counted.

The fat boss said immediately, "Sect Master Wen is a good person to reopen the martial arts meeting. Just like your father back then, he did it for the people of Cangwu City. There should be no other sects except Immortal Sect. The door has been done."

Wen Ping said: "Understand, everyone feels that time is not enough after embarking on the path of spiritual practice, and few people are willing to waste time on others. By the way, I don't know how to call it?"

Luo Yi didn't expect Wen Ping to ask his name, and quickly replied, "The last name is Luo Mingyi. It is enough for Sect Master Wen to call me Fatty Luo."

Wen Ping nodded and said, "Luo Yi, um, I remember it. By the way, remember to help me publicize things about the martial arts club. The more people you know, the better."

"Natural, natural."

I got an errand from Wen Ping, and it was to teach the martial arts meeting, Luo Yi obliged to nod his head frequently.

After nodding, he said again: "Don't worry, Sect Master Wen, my brother is the master of the nearby martial arts hall. As long as he speaks at the martial arts league, all the martial arts apprentices in this area will definitely go. After all, the martial arts club is. It's a once-in-lifetime opportunity, and no one will say they don't want to go."

Wen Ping responded, "Well, I'll leave this to you."

Luo Yi gave a hum.

But the thoughts in my mind no longer know where to fly. Maybe he has stood outside the door of his brother's martial arts gym, maybe he has been yelling around on the street. After standing dumbly for a while, he muttered to himself: "After so many years, Cangwu City is blessed to be guided by the body refiner again."

Looking at Luo Yi who was so happy that he had forgotten about it, Wen Ping was also very happy. He didn't expect this method of martial arts to be so successful. If this propaganda is in place, I am afraid that Baizonglian will not have to be busy as a breakthrough point.

Of course, if he has enough people.

There were only two people who could speak martial arts in the current Immortal Sect that day, he and Yun Liao, they were too busy to publicize it.

After bidding farewell to Luo Yi, Wen Ping has turned back along the way he came.

But Wen Ping didn't know. When he walked away, the people around him were gradually attracted by the fat boss's words, and they approached me mightily like an ant moving. Looking at the notice, they were surprised and delighted, and some people even jumped for joy.

"The Immortal Sect has actually reopened the martial arts meeting."

"It's been more than ten years, but the martial arts club has reopened."

"I have to tell my son quickly, this is a once-in-lifetime opportunity. He has practiced in the martial arts hall for several years, and he hasn't been as good as a monk."

"I will also go and notify my son."

For a while, the entire Qingshui Street fell into a sea of joy.

When Wen Ping had just walked to the foot of Yunlan Mountain, the value that suddenly appeared in front of him made him happy-1552/100000. This notice was just posted, and after a while, 500 people were added.

"It seems that this martial arts meeting is the right time."

When Wen Ping went up the mountain, three people came out from the alley down the mountain, headed by Han Zhiyu in a green shirt. Beside him, there are two middle-aged men with Chinese characters, rough faces, and terrible serious expressions.

Han Zhiyu leaned against the wall, glanced at Qingshui Street, and said coldly: "I thought that the Hundred Sect Alliance of Cangwu City could be a bit spine, but it really disappointed me. It has been three days, but there is no movement. I still thought. Let the Immortal Sect reveal something by borrowing their hands. I didn't expect these guys to be so timid."

A middle-aged man beside him spit, and said sneerly: "Second Uncle~www.mtlnovel.com~ They are probably waiting for Mo Yue to go to Huangquan. The plan to borrow their hands must be It doesn't work, what should we do now, squatting here?"

Han Zhiyu shook his head and said, "The young master is already holding the gold leaf. There is not much time left for us. Today we will go straight up the mountain."

Upon hearing the word "mountain", the two hurriedly said: "But the young master said that it was just for us to investigate the details of the immortal sect, and there was no intention of asking us to do it. Moreover, when Li Kongshan was dying, he said that this suzerain is very strong. He can't even stop a move, and behind that..."

Before they finished speaking, Han Zhiyu interrupted, and immediately glanced over it coldly, "Even if he really stands behind him in the Profound Realm, I am not afraid, who is not a Profound Realm yet."

"Second Uncle, did you break through?"

"Second Uncle, you..."

The two exclaimed, with joy on their faces.

Han Zhiyu smiled coldly, with a slight disdain on his face, especially when his eyes fell in front of the sword monument, "If it can be found out that the person behind this immortal sect is in the Tongxuan Realm, then it is just right, so there is no need to trouble the young master to bring someone. We have taken the wooden quicksand, we can directly get the wooden quicksand back, the young master will be very happy when he knows."

"If not?"

"No...then you don't need to take action. You two will kill you directly. Those who dare to kill the extreme mountain must pay a price of blood." After a grinning smile, Han Zhiyu pointed to the thousand-story stone steps, "You two People go straight from here, and they kill people when they encounter them, until the people behind are forced out."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two responded at the same time, a wicked smile appeared on their faces, they stretched out their bright red tongues and licked their pale lips, and then said in unison, "I haven't killed anyone in a month. It really hurts me."