The giant ship roared.

Stop at Sky Harbor.

Under the care of Taoist Lord Ping, the journey back to Moming was smooth and smooth.

"The sect still has important matters that cannot be separated from people."

"Thank you..." Tu Shanjun bowed his hands in salute.

"Why."

Lord Pingdao waved his hand slightly and said calmly: "There is no need to say more words of thanks, it is enough to keep it in my heart."

"The sect supports you not only because of those things, but also because of the development of the sect. The future is yours, and it would be great for us old guys to contribute more."

"This time..."

"What we use is our personal name after all."

"You have the support of the sect, so you must not slack off. The cloudy sky is no better than the yang world, and the sect is no longer what it used to be. If you cannot stand firm and are driven away, the sect will have no way to seek justice for you."

Lord Pingdao warned.

Wu Rong's face was calm and he cupped his hands and said: "If you cannot establish power in Yintian, it will only be your disciple's incompetence."

The middle-aged elder standing next to Mr. Pingdao smiled and said: "Let's go back to the sect when you have time."

"Yes." Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.

Lord Pingdao looked at Qiu Longjue beside him and said, "Elder Qiu will leave a disciple to assist you."

"Preaching to the world is different from personal practice. It is inevitable to deal with trivial matters, and there will be many fights and killings. On these matters, there is no harm in listening to Elder Qiu's opinions."

"..."

After some instructions, Mr. Pingdao and another middle-aged elder left in the clouds.

They don't plan to stay here.

Taiyi Sect indeed has too many things that need him.

Moreover, we can’t completely put our treasure on Tushanjun.

Plans in other places should not be thrown away just because Tushanjun performed well here.

There is still a lot of work to be done to restore it to its former glory, and it is even more difficult to spread the word to the world.

He did not say something cryptic. If the underworld is unable to preach, the sect will definitely not invest any more resources, and the supporting saints and Taoists will also withdraw.

Saying these words now will inevitably bring disgrace to the scene and dampen their enthusiasm.

He believed that the master and disciple understood this in their hearts.

…

Watching the two elders leave, Wu Rong felt reassured.

After solving the hatred in Guxian Tower, you can wait for Master Dao Jin Sanhua.

He can finally realize his big plan.

He flicked his sleeves, looked at the family heads following him, and said with a smile: "You should know what I am going to do."

Liu Yuanqian, the leader of the Xiangliu Clan, immediately beat his chest and expressed his stance: "I am willing to serve the Lord of the Palace!"

Zhu Yan Tongbing also saluted and said: "The palace master's order is what we want!"

Patriarch Yingzhao looked at the two old friends, wondering why he didn't know that these two old friends were so good at talking.

However, after seeing such a battle and seeing the strength and potential of the Lord of the Underworld, he wished he could join his clan together. No wonder these two were competing to express their wishes first.

"The Yingzhao clan is willing to work for the master of the palace."

The great sage of the Shark tribe said excitedly: "Please give me the master's orders."

The remaining monks expressed their opinions one after another.

"very good."

Wu Rong nodded slightly and looked at Tu Shanjun beside him as he spoke.

Tushanjun stretched out his finger.

Said: "Two points."

"One: Encourage childbirth."

"Two: All school-age children over ten years old must enter the Hades School."

“Students who enter Hades School are provided with food, accommodation and resources.”

"The assessment will be diverted during the Jindan stage. Those below the Jindan stage will be merged into the grassroots level, and those above the Jindan stage will continue their studies."

All the great saints were astonished. They thought that the governor wanted to expand the territory, and even Dao Lord appeared in person to tell the story, but they didn't expect that there were only two things.

The first thing they understood was that the vast and sparsely populated Demon Underworld needed living beings, and living beings were the basis of combat power.

The second thing is, what happened to the entrance hall?

For children who enter the school, Hades will bear all the resources for cultivation.

Wu Rong didn't quite understand it at first, but he felt that this should be the prototype of his plan to recruit millions of golden elixir monks, so he was convinced by his master's words.

He said in a deep voice: "The underworld is not a sect or a family, it is a court. You may not understand what a court is. It doesn't matter. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"Do as you're told!"

"Here!"

Negotiations on detailed matters must be decided by the government, and other small clan forces rooted in Moming must also bow down.

Wu Rong didn't think it was difficult.

The direction of the big clan can guide them to a large extent, and the next thing to do is to improve the upper and lower foundations of Hades.

"Mr. Yu will tell you how to do other things."

"Go and have a rest, I will be in seclusion for a period of time."

"yes."

Dismissal of the troops.

Wu Rong climbed to Luodu Tianchi.

The center of the seventh-level spiritual veins is here, which is equivalent to a small man-made blessed place.

Wu Rong immediately stretched his body after returning to the thatched cottage.

Walking outside is like a mortal who lacks food to fill his stomach.

No wonder those great monks are unwilling to move around elsewhere. Once they are separated from their spiritual veins, it is equivalent to no replenishment, and Tongtian's combat power will still be exhausted one day.

That is to say, the coast of the East China Sea is in the Middle Earth, and the concentration of spiritual energy is far from other barren places, otherwise it would not be comfortable.

…

Inside the palace.

The devil sat on the main seat carelessly.

He went to Tiangang to greet him but got the news that the young master was in seclusion. Since even the young master was in seclusion, the old devil would definitely not move around at will, so the underworld was still his world.

Don't think that his cultivation level is not high, but he is a real butler.

"Just put down the file..."

The devil got up and said with a flattering smile: "Master, why are you here?"

He nodded and bowed like a fly rubbing his hands.

Tu Shanjun looked at the devil who was as short as a carbon ball and said with a smile: "Master, I have found a good job for you."

The devil's heart skipped a beat.

Cold sweat broke out: "Old... old..."

The trembling demon's eyes lit up.

It turned out that Tushanjun's open palm was holding a Yinhun Pill.

This is really good stuff.

The devil's greedy eyes lit up: "Young man will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Turn your palm and throw it over.

The devil caught it and stuffed it into his mouth.

It is better to take the elixir into your stomach to feel at ease.

"Do you still want to eat?" "Yes!" The devil nodded quickly.

"Eat until you have enough!"
To be continued...