Wang Fuqiang replied with a bow to Sha Wuyan and asked, "What's the situation in Yuanwangjie now?"

Sha Wuyan said: "Although the demons did not defeat them, both sides were already in anxiety. The victory of Jianqi Mountain and River also gave Yuan Gong a considerable encouragement and had a significant impact on the demons. Yuan Gong can be safe for the time being."

Wang Fuqiang nodded and said, "That's good."

At this time, the big ship happened to be docked. Wang Jingxuan and Sha Wuyan walked off the big ship first, then stood on both sides of the stairs, bent down to salute.

Wang Fuqiang really didn't like this kind of thing, but as Song Ziyi said, he didn't care, but those disciples of the Yunling Sect should be encouraged, which is what they deserved. So he led everyone off the ship.

At the Sanjiang Ferry Crossing, countless people bowed their heads to pay tribute at the same time. They were neatly arranged. They were too noisy before, but now they became particularly quiet.

After everyone left the ship, the White Lion Kingdom, who were responsible for sending each other, politely delivered the ship, until Wang Fuqiang and others left the Sanjiang Ferry, shouted loudly, and the ship slowly turned around and then went down the river.

After entering the Sanjiang Ferry Crossing, the Yunling Sect arranged for the spiritual boat to send the people who returned triumphantly to the Yunling Sect. However, Wang Fuqiang did not leave. Instead, under the leadership of Wang Jingxuan, he walked to the south of the Sanjiang Ferry Crossing, which is where the Separation of Mianjiang River was.

Here, there are countless immortal ferries parked at the ferry, with only seventeen or eighteen ships, but it is much smaller than the two ships jointly built by the Yunling Sect and the Shenwei Sect.

Wang Jingxuan said slowly: "After the news from my uncle, I ordered people to build these fairy ferries to transport food and reinforcements. With these fairy ferries, the pressure on the eastern front will be much less."

Wang Fuqiang nodded and said with a smile: "Has it spent a lot of money?"

Wang Jingxuan smiled and said, "Anyway, it's not all the money from Yunling Sect. However, after building these immortal ferries, the expenses of Yunling Sect in the next few years will definitely be reduced."

Wang Fuqiang nodded and said, "As for money, you will always have money to earn slowly."

Wang Fuqiang continued: "Along the way, I have been thinking about it. To completely stabilize the eastern front, there seems to be no better way except to guide the people below the mountain to settle down, so the real person in the head of the sect still has to worry more about this."

Wang Jingxuan was stunned, then nodded and said, "That's true. Since the first demon invasion, people from the entire sword energy river have gathered in the west. There is a lot of pressure. If you want to completely stabilize the sword energy river, you can really have to guide these people to the east, and there will be quite some difficulties."

Wang Fuqiang said: "If they can't survive in the west, they will naturally go east."

Wang Jingxuan was stunned, then nodded and said, "This is the reason."

Wang Fuqiang said: "Just let the mountain go down to do this. Yunling Sect is not suitable for interfering, otherwise it will be difficult to lead the sword energy mountains and rivers."

Wang Jingxuan nodded and said, "Yes."

Wang Fuqiang stopped talking. After walking around like this, he did not follow Wang Jingxuan and others to return to Yunling Gate, but went to Baiyanlou alone.

Although Wu Qianling said that Yu Qiuya was probably in Lingbo Pavilion, Wang Fuqiang still wanted to go to Baiyanlou to have a look.

Although Bai Yanlou is a demon sect, he has never done anything to damage the sword energy mountains and rivers. On the contrary, when the demons invaded, Bai Yanlou also made a lot of efforts, but no one cared about these things. After the demons invaded twice, the entire sword energy mountains and rivers would definitely blame the blame on the demon sects of Bai Yanlou, especially this time, because of Yu Qiuyana's so-called demon god inheritance, Bai Yanlou must be under a lot of pressure now, and it is even possible to be destroyed.

Before fighting against the demon clan, no one would care about these things, but now that the demon clan has retreated to the underworld, there will naturally be someone who wants to make a fuss about these things and do the so-called devil eradication.

Now that the old owner of Baiyanlou has passed away, Yu Qiuya is missing, and the attack on Baiyanlou is already quite large, so she naturally cannot withstand the condemnation of the major sects. Wang Fu is stronger than public or private, so he should protect Baiyanlou.

Whether it is a demon or a Taoist, Wang Fuqiang always believed that as long as he did not do bad things, he should have the right to survive and live.

In fact, the situation facing Baiyanlou is much more serious than Wang Fuqiang imagined.

At this moment, just before the mountain gate of Baiyanlou, a team organized by countless sects and scattered cultivators in the martial arts world were surrounding the entire Baiyanlou, and some even shouted loudly at Baiyanlou.

Thinking back to the beginning, Bai Yanlou was extremely prosperous. Faced with the joint encirclement of the five major sects, he resolutely survived and stood with the five major sects on the sword energy mountains and rivers for hundreds of years.

Who would have thought that such an immortal family would fall into this place one day. This really corresponds to the saying "The wall is falling and everyone pushes it." Now anyone dares to step on Baiyanlou.

Wang Fuqiang originally wanted to bypass these people and go directly to Baiyanlou, but unexpectedly, he saw a few figures that were not very impressed in the crowd. He couldn't help but smile and sighed that this fate was really wonderful.

Jianqi Shanhe said it was not big, but it was not small. Some people were destined to be difficult to meet again when they met, but some people always met wherever they went.

It was a coalition force, an old man led a group of disciples. If it weren't for carrying a banner with the words "White Shamen" written on it, Wang Fuqiang would have forgotten the name of this sect.

The one who joined forces with Baishamen was also Biliu Villa. The leader was the Shi brothers and the young master of Baishamen. He was also among them. He really couldn't remember his name, but he remembered the same surname as him.

Seeing this group of people, Wang Fuqiang planned to mingle among the crowd to see if anything interesting would happen. After all, the situation in Baiyanlou would not be solved for a while.

It has to be said that Baiyanlou is a sect that has been standing in the mountains and rivers of sword energy for thousands of years. Although it has declined now, as the saying goes, a thin camel is greater than a horse, and its deterrence is still there. So even though these sects that come to conquer seem to be determined to win and come in full force, after arriving in Baiyanlou, it is obvious that no one wants to be the first to fight with Baiyanlou's "remnants" and stand in front of Baiyanlou's mountain gate, and compare who has a louder voice.

The head of Baishamen was calm and composed. He held a long sword in his hands and closed his eyes to rest. The shouting naturally fell on the son-in-law.

The Shi brothers were extremely hard at this moment, pointing at the Baiyanlou Mountain Gate and shouting loudly. The expression and words were like Baiyanlou had lost his family, and the deep hatred of blood cannot be resolved.

The young master of Baishamen walked to his father, looked around and asked in a low voice, "Father, I heard that Wang Fuqiang has a close relationship with this young master of Baiyanlou. We really won't cause that guy's anger?"

The head of Baishamen opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the witch is gone now, and the demon war has just ended. Everything has to be handled by Wang Fuqiang, especially the disappearance of Yu Qiuya. Wang Fuqiang will definitely treat it more cautiously and will never care about Bai Yanlou's life or death. Besides, denying Bai Yanlou is already a major event in all the cultivation immortal sects of Jianqi Shanhe. No matter how powerful he is, can he really be an enemy of Bai Yanlou for a Bai Yanlou?"

His husband, Chang Shi, also came over at this time and said with a smile: "My father-in-law's analysis is correct. Now that Baiyanlou is destroyed, both Baishamen and Biliu Villa will definitely gain great reputation. Moreover, Baiyanlou has been going through thousands of years and has a lot of foundation. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. How much voice can Baishamen and Biliu Villa have in the Jianqi Mountain and River Cultivation Realm depends on this time."

The head of Baishamen said: "But I still want to remind you that if you fight again, you will be smarter. Although this Baiyan Tower is not as good as before, it is a sect that has been standing for thousands of years. Although reputation is important, saving your life is the most important thing."

Everyone nodded at the same time.

Just at this moment, a young man wearing a white long gown walked out of the Baiyanlou Mountain Gate.

As soon as the young man appeared, the whole world of turbulent noise suddenly became quiet.

The young man looked at the monks who came to fight, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "If you have the courage, just go through the mountain."
Chapter completed!