If you don’t know how to recite poetry, you won’t be a respected person.

This smile looks like a devil no matter how you look at it

"Sedum, are you sick? Although we are connected, I have saved you before, why do you order me!"

Jingtian snorted coldly, turned around and walked into the house:"I don't force other people's hobbies, but others must cooperate with me."

Wang Yunwei was stunned for a moment.

"This person... is simply too arrogant!"

Jingtian returned to the room and sat on a chair to think for a moment.

He suddenly thought of a question. Although he was one of the best in Wuji Mountain, in such a huge area as the Southern Wilderness, How strong is his own strength?

If he really encounters a Mahayana stage or even stronger existence, wouldn't he just sit back and let others slaughter him?

Thinking of this, Jingtian felt a little irritable.

All this still needs to be considered in the long term.

The second day Early morning

Jingtian now begins to explain the power distribution of the sect.

Once Jingtian leaves, the entire Qingxu Temple is basically leaderless.

The old sect leader is still practicing in seclusion and will not be able to come out within a few years.

The position of sect leader can only be given to his son. Hope, but there is a problem with the Chamber of Commerce.

Fortunately, Jingtian left a back-up in the early years, that is Song Ai!

After so many years of business, Song Ai is already familiar with doing business, but his own combat power is low, and he is still A few people had to be arranged to protect her.

That was Li Gui!

Li Gui, in the early days of magic, he used the Iron Ox to protect himself and survive for a hundred years, but was broken by Sedum. True biography! The magic weapon Rakshasa Magic Sword, the black python armor, now runs a restaurant.

My own combat ability can be considered an elite in the same realm, but it is a pity that the times have changed, and I have been overwhelmed.

But with these years of understanding, my own combat ability His strength has also been greatly improved. Running a restaurant by himself can also help the Chamber of Commerce provide logistics, which is simply killing two birds with one stone. After all, after obtaining the true inheritance of Master Tienniu, he must have many secret tricks that he has not yet used.

Let this person protect Song Hui. The best choice!

Li Gui's restaurant is nearby, just a two-step walk.

Jingtian went straight to the point when he saw Li Gui:"I have something that I need your help with now. This is the time for you to show your loyalty." Jingtian He had the attitude of a superior.

Of course, Li Gui had no reason to refuse and could only follow Jingtian's arrangements:"I wonder what my mission is, sect master?"

"It's very simple, to protect a person, no matter what the circumstances, including losing your life, you must put her first!"

"I will also give you a lot of magic weapons and secrets so that you can improve your own strength. I will arrange a position for you in a few days." Jingtian didn't say much and left directly.

Jingtian went directly to Song Ai's shop to find her..Song

Ai was listening to Xiaolan reporting the details of the store at this time, and felt a familiar yet unfamiliar atmosphere.

Xiaolan and Song Ai were good friends. After Song Ai became rich, he did not forget Xiaolan. So he applied for Xiaolan to be the second shopkeeper in his shop.

Song Gai stood up slowly, raised his beautiful white neck, and stared straight at the door.

Xiaolan felt strange:"Hey, what are you?"

Until Jingtian walked in and met again after two years.

Although Xiaolan knew Jingtian, she had a very bad impression of Jingtian.

In her eyes, Jingtian was not afraid of death and was cruel to others.

Especially Zong. The fierce side shown in the door competition frightened many girls, Xiaolan was one of them.

Therefore, even if Jingtian became the sect leader, it was still a bit annoying.

Song Gao looked around, his eyes staying on Jingtian.

The two had a tacit understanding. Their eyes met.

Song Yu's face was slightly red, and his face was extremely shy. He opened his mouth to speak, and his red lips flapped slightly, but he couldn't speak.

Jingtian chuckled softly:"Little fool, how are you doing lately?"