He laughed.
Who didn't know how to show off?
Even if they didn't, they could learn.
They just had to copy it.
Guan Yu killed Hua Xiong while drinking. What a classic pretentious plot!
There was also the "Pang Juan died under this tree."
Coupled with the influence of a large number of online novels, Wang Quan didn't care about normal pretentious plots.
Perhaps he was an old bookworm?
An old bookworm also liked to show off.
But he had to put on a layer of skin to look pretentious.
Wang Quan was the same.
Hearing the "immortals" calling out outside, Wang Quan laughed. "It's noisy here. Can you two come to Songyang Mountain for a chat?"
"So the Songyang Sword Sect incident was caused by you? As expected, rumors can't be trusted. "
Wang Quan was puzzled. "So what's the rumor?"
Sparse Dream smiled but didn't say anything.
"Amitabha …" Beside him, Xu Ye lowered his head and chanted a Buddhist chant to calm his shocked heart. Then, he adjusted his state of mind and looked up. "Benefactor, everyone is saying that you're the Demon Sect's Holy Leader."
Wang Quan chewed on a melon seed and smacked his lips. "Demon Sect? Holy Leader? Who made such a ridiculous rumor? "
"It's from Martial Union. The Songyang Sword Sect is also a part of Martial Union." Sparse Dream's mouth twitched in disdain. Then, she added, "Actually, the Demon Sect also admitted this."
Wang Quan was speechless.
Scamming?
He was amused. "Forget it. We'll talk about it when we get back."
He snapped his fingers, and an ancient stone door appeared in the air behind him. The eyes carved on the stone door slowly opened, and the door opened.
Wang Quan stood up and flicked his sleeves. "Please."
Then, he stepped into the door and disappeared.
Niu Ben followed without hesitation.
Although he hadn't seen him before, he knew what kind of person Quan Ge was.
He was a psychopath with a bottom line.
What could he do to harm him?
Wu Chonghua froze. He was thinking about how many trump cards Wang Quan had.
It wasn't that he didn't trust Wang Quan, but that he couldn't keep changing the strategic plan … Everyone would be sick of working overtime every day.
However, he still followed them and entered the stone door.
Sparse Dream didn't hesitate. He picked up the head box and carried the sword sheath as he strode in.
"Amitabha …"
Xu Ye put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha before following them in.
After all of them had entered, the stone door slowly closed. Then, it gradually became transparent and finally disappeared.
When the Jianghu heroes rushed into the restaurant, they were already gone.
…
"Is this … Mount Songyang?"
After stepping through the door, everyone's vision blurred, and they had returned to Songyang Mountain.
Wu Chonghua was already mentally prepared, so he didn't care too much. Instead, he gave Wang Quan a look and asked him to entertain the two first before leaving in a hurry.
This was said by Sparse Dream.
"I once followed my teacher to Songyang Mountain. Back then, Songyang Mountain didn't look like this."
At the very least, it didn't become a flat mountain, and this place should be a pavilion, not a two-story concrete building.
It was a long L-shaped barracks that looked like a school.
"The current Songyang Mountain isn't what it used to be."
Wang Quan saw that the previously numb commoners had changed into clean clothes and were starting to work. There were also the faint sounds of children reading in the barracks.
Although their ignorance hadn't been broken, it was only a matter of time.
Wu Chonghua and the others were professionals, and they weren't as eager to see results as Wang Quan.
They had to take things step by step.
At the very least, it was developing in a good direction.
Wang Quan led them to a tea house and began to get to the point.
"So why did the Demon Sect recognize me as their sect leader?"
"Because they know your name." Sparse Dream's eyes were filled with curiosity. "Is your surname really Wang and your name is Quan?"
"That's right." Wang Quan nodded. "Is there a problem?"
At this moment, Wu Chonghua pushed open the door and entered.
Seeing that no one spoke, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Sparse Dream shook her head.
Then she began to explain, "Do you know the sage who has the same name as you?"
As soon as she mentioned this, Wang Quan's face darkened and then turned red.
The reason for his dark face was that he had caused so much trouble back then, but it was all Mu Da?
Then what was the point of those people's struggles?
And didn't they already succeed?
It was easy to understand why he was blushing.
How could he be embarrassed with an expert like Wu Chonghua right beside him?
Especially since he had told Wu Chonghua and the others about what had happened in the past.
This feeling was as awkward as a public execution.
"Death Retribution Guest of Yellow Springs, not royalty in size …" Sparse Dream's eyes flashed with yearning. "'Death Retribution Guest' Wang Quan! I hate that he wasn't born in the same era as me! "
Wang Quan: "…"
Girl, did you say it the other way around?
Tsk, this girl is crazy.
Wang Quan couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense. He was still in an awkward situation.
Wu Chonghua took the initiative. "So what does Wang Quan have to do with the Demon Sect?"
"The Demon Gate is the ideological successor of that group of sages. The identity of that group of sages was erased by the later traitors. But they didn't dare to do that to Yellow Springs, because … they were afraid that Yellow Springs would return one day.
"After the Demon Sect turned underground, they have been waiting, waiting for Yellow Springs to return."
Wang Quan was silent. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Where is the Demon Sect?"
"I don't know. The Demon Sect's base is just a pile of ruins. No one knows where they are hiding."
The one who answered was Xu Ye.
"Maybe … there are people from the Demon Sect everywhere. And there's a legend in Jianghu. It says that at the end of the world, there's a country called Da Zhou. The country is prosperous and the people are at peace. Everything is what the Demon Sect wants. They call it the legendary holy land, and it's their ideal home. "
There's no one in the world that doesn't know … right?
And Da Zhou … might be real.
In other words, this place might not be the original location of Da Zhou?
Wang Quan glanced at Wu Chonghua.
Wu Chonghua nodded. "Leave this to us. We'll contact them. But now there's something we need you to do, Ah Quan."
Wang Quan nodded. "What's the matter?"
"We plan to do a midnight broadcast, and then silently … open a window for this iron house."
Wang Quan knew Lu Xun's life, so he understood Wu Chonghua's intention.
Awaken the people's intelligence.
If they couldn't awaken everyone's intelligence, then they would awaken a portion of them.
"Broadcast … how do you plan to do it?"
"We plan to broadcast a radio with a screen on a large scale. It's hand-cranked to generate electricity, so the cost is low. Then, people can watch videos and receive radio signals. Of course, the sound quality is average, and the resolution is less than 360P. "
"What program do you plan to broadcast?"
"A midnight broadcast of supernatural and ghost stories. It's mainly about ghost stories.
"Also, we'll subtly spread our ideals.
"And we'll get closer to scientific literacy."
Wang Quan quirked an eyebrow. "But there are really ghosts in this world."
"That's why we need you to do it." Wu Chonghua smiled. "We'll rely on your powerful abilities to release spirits and ghosts from purgatory. Then, we'll get rid of superstitions. At the very least … we'll get rid of other people's fear.
"Of course, the most important thing is to attract their attention. Then, they can continue listening to our promotional broadcasts."
Wang Quan was speechless.
What should he say?
As expected of a professional in diplomacy and publicity. Look! This is what you call a professional!
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