I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Mingchuan felt sour in his heart.

Unexpectedly, in addition to the Red Star Alliance, there are a few people like this who have been waiting for their return.

The three elders saluted Mingchuan, and Mingchuan hurried forward to help them up.

"Elders, please don't be like this. I arrived too late and was unable to pick you up in time. Don't worry, I will bring you back to the Ming family as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, the three elders glanced at Yan Caijun silently.

Yan Caijun touched his nose and muttered softly: "I have become Mingchuan's subordinate now, you can rest assured. I just haven't been able to fully control Hongmeng Pavilion yet."

"However, my father is still mixed up with the other two sects. You should all keep a low profile and be careful not to be discovered by him."

The three elders nodded and asked Mingchuan.

"Then Holy Lord, what do we need you to do now?"

Mingchuan's heart moved. He had not expected that they would change their words so quickly.

Mingchuan pondered for a moment and said, "Do you know the current operating modes of Zhentian Tower and Fengxue Gate? What exactly is the reason for their strange behavior? Can it be changed?"

The three elders all had confused expressions on their faces.

They have been in seclusion for too long and have not been exposed to the outside world for a long time.

Yan Caijun hurriedly explained the situation to the three elders and listed all the evil deeds of the two sects.

The three elders pondered for a moment, frowning and saying, "Holy Lord, I suggest we stop fighting them. We can now work together from within and without. First, we should kill Patriarch Yan and capture Hongmeng Pavilion. Once we have Hongmeng Pavilion, we can cut off all external resources for both sects. Over time, they will be unable to support those strange creatures, and naturally, there will be loopholes, which we can then attack."

The three elders spoke very decisively. Mingchuan glanced at Yan Caijun silently.

Yan Caijun's face turned pale.

"You...you want to kill my father?"

The three elders then seemed to notice his identity and sneered in disdain.

"Your father has committed countless evil deeds throughout his life. He also played a role in the collapse of the Ming family. It would be best if he were dead. Keeping him alive would be a huge disaster."

"If you don't want your father to die, then you can die in his place. We will take your father to the Northern Frontier and seal him off."

Yan Caijun's heart was pounding. He gritted his teeth and couldn't make a decision for a long time.

Mingchuan did not focus his attention on him, but just spoke lightly to persuade the three elders.

"Don't be angry, we will discuss this matter. For now, you just need to stay here and help me guard, keep an eye on their movements, and stabilize Patriarch Yan. I will take care of the rest."

The three elders nodded, and of course they believed in Mingchuan's strength.

If he was incompetent, he would not have come here to meet the three of them.

"Okay, then we'll do as you say and wait for your orders."

Mingchuan nodded, put on his previous equipment, and followed Yan Caijun to leave Hongmeng Pavilion.

Before leaving, Mingchuan carefully scanned the entire Hongmeng Pavilion from top to bottom and memorized the internal structure of the Hongmeng Pavilion in his mind.

Seeing this, Yan Caijun curled his lips and said, "Many of the mechanisms in Hongmeng Pavilion were built by the Zhentian Tower's Fengxue Sect and our three sects. In addition to various strange mechanisms, there are also many strange insects like the ones in Zhentian Tower before."

"Besides, even I can't fully control what's going on in our building."

Mingchuan glanced at him.

"You can't even control yourself? Then go back and draw me a map and show me everything you can control now."

Yan Caijun: ...

He shouldn't have said it.

After sending the two people out, Yan Caijun's mind was full of the words they had said before.

To kill my father...

To be honest, he felt that Mingchuan would not let him go so easily. Even if he helped, it would be of no avail.

I have to think of a way to maneuver in the middle and make sure I can survive...

……

"Brother Ming, how is it? You've been looking in there for so long, have you figured out anything? Did you see where their so-called Master Yan lives?"

Mingchuan shook his head: "No, I can only write down the general structure, and then I will go back and draw it for him and send it to Xing Mingjie."

Meng Dalang was stunned when he heard this: "What does it mean to send it to Xing Mingjie? Are we going to start preparing to take them down?"

Mingchuan pursed his lips and fell into deep thought again.

Now that the two major sects are still recovering, he has more confidence. If he takes them down now, it might be the best time.

Then, a gleam of light flashed in Mingchuan's eyes.

He nodded.

"Yes, take it now."

"Da Lang, when you return later, please contact A Xiong and the others. Have all our brothers gather here and join Xing Mingjie's army in annihilating them!"

Meng Dalang rubbed his hands excitedly: "Okay! I'll talk to them about this when I get back later!"

The car sped through the center of the city and soon arrived at the villa.

Meng Dalang and Mingchuan split their troops into two groups.

Mingchuan went upstairs to check on Jizhou's current recovery.

Almost a week has passed, and Jizhou is no longer as depressed as he was at the beginning. Although he is still half lying in bed, his condition is almost better.

Mingchuan gave him an additional new medicine, which would speed up his recovery by several weeks.

He immediately contacted Song Jing again.

Unexpectedly, Song Jing just happened to rush to Jiangnan with a few people.

He took out all the hidden weapons he had made.

During this period, we made about fifty pairs in batches.

Song Jing's face showed a bit of embarrassment. He said to Mingchuan, "Holy Lord, we have tried our best. Fifty sets is the maximum efficiency at the moment."

Mingchuan nodded: "Thank you for your hard work. That's enough. I've troubled everyone for the past few days."

The few white people following behind Song Jing were all dressed in Longguo clothes like him, and looked like they had Longguo facial features.

Very weird, totally mismatched.

At first, they were worried that Mingchuan would attack them, but when they saw Mingchuan comforting them instead, they immediately relaxed a lot.

Mingchuan installed all the more than fifty sets of hidden weapons prepared by Song Jing and had them fully equipped by the main troops.

These hidden weapons also have a matching chip. When the chip is attached to the back of the head, a blue light screen will appear in front of everyone's eyes.

They can use their eyes to directly scan the physical condition of the enemy in front of them and launch an attack towards the enemy's weakest point.

This way you can easily defeat the opponent.

This new gadget made Meng Dalang very happy. He couldn't let it go. He put it on his hand and wanted to experiment on people. He scared the little brothers around him so much that they ran away in all directions.