The battle outside Chang'an Town soon attracted people from the town.
The two Tianji Sect disciples were both seriously injured and unconscious, and were carried back to Chang'an Town by several "kind-hearted people".
Everyone knows what the "kind-hearted people" are planning. Just based on the fact that they rescued their disciples, the elders of Tianji Sect will at least give them some face.
Just for the sake of this imagined face, these people had a fight, no one gave in, and it ended up with six people carrying two people.
Carrying the seriously injured Tianji Sect disciple and squeezing into the crowd was so ostentatious.
Jiang Zhao followed the crowd of onlookers and headed towards the busiest part of the town.
A small platform was built in the square in the center of the town, and a white-haired old man sat on the platform.
"bite!"
"Enemy information detected: Yin Zhengyang, Tianji Sect's outer sect steward, ninth level of foundation building."
The system prompt left Jiang Zhao bewildered. She just wanted to make trouble, so how did she become an enemy?!
"Yin Zhengyang's life span is drawing to a close, and with no hope of advancement, he is out looking for a way to prolong his life."
Seeing this, Jiang Zhao wanted to curse. She had previously appeared under Lin Wanfeng's disguise and spiritual roots. The wood-type spiritual roots were the best medicine for the forbidden technique of prolonging life.
What's more, he was just passing by and hadn't even entered the town, but he was spotted by the people from Wujimen.
After thinking about it again, Jiang Zhao figured it out. Yin Zhengyang was looking for disciples in the town, and his disciples were waiting outside the town looking for passers-by, taking care of both ends at once.
Jiang Zhao couldn't understand why Lin Wanfeng's wood spiritual roots were so rare. Wood spiritual roots were one of the most common spiritual roots in Lingqi Continent.
Jiang Zhao had little contact with evil cultivators and forbidden techniques, and his knowledge of them was limited to hearsay. He had also found several evil cultivator sects to cause trouble.
It's true that you only regret not having read enough books when you need them. I only regret that I only knew how to find faults and pick fights everywhere.
Following the crowd of onlookers, they crowded into the town square. Yin Zhengyang, who was on the high platform, flicked his sleeves and jumped down from the platform. Looking at the two seriously injured disciples of Tianji Sect, his face turned black.
"Is this what you told me: take whoever you like? I'm just accepting you as a disciple, yet you dare to seriously injure one of my disciples?"
Yin Zhengyang threw his sleeves heavily, and with a fierce face, he directly held the mayor of Chang'an Town accountable.
The mayor of Chang'an Town hurriedly stepped forward to apologize and even called a few people over to scold them loudly.
At the same time, two disciples of Tianji Sect came forward, one of them supporting a seriously injured fellow disciple, and ran straight to a two-story building next to the square.
Yin Zhengyang's face darkened as he said to another Tianji Sect disciple beside him, "Go and find out which sect or faction is causing this trouble."
The Tianji Sect disciple accepted the task and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
There were still a few "kind-hearted people" in the square who had brought people back, looking forward to it.
Yin Zhengyang frowned impatiently, and immediately a perceptive disciple came forward to deal with the matter.
The 'kind-hearted man' who was sent away with a few spirit stones looked unhappy, but he could not get angry because of the other party's strength and status.
After sending the person away, Yin Zhengyang no longer had any interest in accepting disciples. He flicked his sleeves and walked back to the small building where he was staying temporarily.
As soon as Yin Zhengyang moved, the others in the square became anxious.
"Elder Yin, I have traveled over two hundred miles to get here. Take a look at my son's qualifications. If you like him, just take him away."
"Elder Yin, my daughter has already reached the third level of Qi Refining. Looking at her aptitude, she might be able to be your cleaning disciple."
"Elder Yin..."
One by one, they began to loudly promote their own children, wishing that they would be noticed by Tianji Sect immediately and rise to prominence.
In the hustle and bustle, Jiang Zhao was squeezed out of the crowd.
After leaving the crowd, Jiang Zhao did not leave immediately, but instead wandered around the town.
The people in the town are still as enthusiastic as ever. Some are selling spiritual beasts, some are selling spiritual medicines, and some are selling old and broken magic weapons. There is nothing they won’t sell, except what you can’t think of.
When passing by one of the stalls, Jiang Zhao slowed down and subconsciously glanced at the things on the stall.
"bite!"
"A broken scroll has been detected. The host may go and obtain it."
The system's prompt forced Jiang Zhao to stop.
Could the broken scroll discovered by the system be the same as the broken scroll that dropped from Yan Qingmen’s cannon fodder before?
With a skeptical attitude, Jiang Zhao's eyes fell on the three broken scrolls in the upper left corner of the stall.
All three are identical broken scrolls, but only one is real. The seller is very heartless.
The stall owner greeted him warmly, "Fellow Daoist, are you interested in this scroll?"
Jiang Zhao nodded coldly and said, "Are all three the same?"
The stall owner chuckled twice, "Of course they come from the same treasure map."
Jiang Zhao wanted to laugh, but he had to hold it in, pretending to be a fool. "If it's the same treasure map, why split it into three? Are you so bored?"
The stall owner immediately said mysteriously, "There's a secret realm hidden in this treasure map. Unfortunately, the map is divided into thirty parts. Even if you get these three scrolls, it will be useless if you can't put them together."
Jiang Zhao laughed heartily with a look of disbelief, saying, "Just make it up. There's even a secret realm hidden there. How can a secret realm be so easy to find?"
The stall owner was anxious. "Shut up, shut up! How can I reveal the secrets so casually? If you want it, I can sell it to you at a lower price."
In the stall owner's opinion, only one of the three scrolls is real, and the secret realm is also made up by himself. It is better to fool as many as possible than to lose everything.
Jiang Zhao shook his head. "Where can I find the remaining twenty-seven? They're useless even if I buy them."
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