"What, not here?"

"All the disciples of the sect have the responsibility to guard the territory. What does Zhang Qingyuan do for food? Why are they not here?"

The main island hall in the Yuelian Islands.

Luo Wenmu, who had a proud look on his face, frowned slightly and scolded the person in front of him unhappily.

Originally, he felt a little unhappy about wading through mountains and rivers to reach this remote and remote place. From the person in front of him, he learned that the main goal of this trip was that the lucky boy named Zhang Qingyuan was not here yet.

It immediately made him feel worse.

"Reported to the envoy, three years ago, the island owner accepted the order to go to Tianheng Island to participate in the battle with the sea clan. He has not returned yet. Perhaps he was injured during the war and was in seclusion and recuperation."

Facing the somewhat arrogant Luo Wenmu, Elder Zhang Changyang did not dare to offend him.

No matter the strength or identity shown by the other party, he could not afford it, especially when Zhang Qingyuan had no news for three years, he could only make careful defense.

"It's true that it's just a false appearance."

Hearing this, Luo Wenmu said disdainfully in his heart.

He has also heard of the war among the monks and the sea clans of the South China Sea sect, and has also attracted some attention within the sect.

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But that's all,

In his eyes,

This so-called war is simply a conflict in a remote countryside. It is not worth mentioning in the war between the two major sects of Yuzhou Yunshui Sect and Haizhou Hanhai Sect more than 20 years ago.

After all, the war that can control the balance of the battle situation in the nineth level of true essence can be made, and no matter how many people there are, it is meaningless.

And in this level of battle, he was able to be injured, resulting in not returning for several years.

Luo Wenmu saw the guy who was just a name in his heart even more clearly.

"So when will he be able to come back?"

"We don't know, but in fact, there has been no news about the island owner after the war ended three years ago."

Hearing this, there was another silence.

The air is a little depressed.

Luo Wenmu's face looked a little ugly.

This trip was not what he wanted, and he eventually returned empty-handed and ran for nothing.

This undoubtedly added a bit of disgust in his heart.

"Senior Brother, it's not good for me to go back directly like this. Why not stay here for a while? If Junior Brother Zhang hasn't come back yet, and then return to the sect, it's hard for others to say anything, right?"

At this time,

The thin man who had been staying behind Luo Wenmu spoke authentically.

It is completely different from returning to the point where you left directly and returning to the point where you waited for a while.

The latter at least has no credit and hard work.

As a personal disciple, the thin man was not from a high-class background and was not one of the most prominent personal disciples. Their inner calculations were obviously more than Luo Wenmu.

Hearing this, Luo Wenmu frowned slightly. Although he felt that waiting for the boy was really giving the boy too much face, it was a bit less meaningless to return without success.

"Then give Zhang Qingyuan face and wait for a month."

Luo Wenmu thought for a moment, but he did not object.

Then he pointed at Zhang Changyang and instructed him:

"You go and arrange the place for us, and we will wait here for a month."

One month later,

A light of escape quickly rushed towards the direction of the Yuelian Islands.

After a month of travel, Zhang Qingyuan finally returned to the Yuelian Islands.

However, Zhang Qingyuan frowned slightly when he sensed two strange auras on the island.

Press the escape light,

The figure flashed into the island.

He found Zhang Changyang, who was in charge of the port market, and soon learned from him that the whole story was in the end, but Zhang Qingyuan's expression did not change much.

It was just after learning that the two of them had been on the island for nearly a month and almost regarded their island dojo as something of his own family.

I couldn't help but frown slightly, and my heart added a bit of disgust to the two of them out of thin air.

I decided to resolve this matter first.

Half an hour later,

Zhang Qingyuan invited the two to talk to each other in the main island hall.

First, he said a few polite words such as poor hospitality, and then he didn't say much nonsense and went straight to the point and asked about the purpose of the two of them.

"Zhang thanked the two of you here, but I just want to practice hard here and not get involved in the sect struggles. I also ask the two to go back and thanked the elder brother on behalf of Zhang."

After hearing Luo Wenmu's story, Zhang Qingyuan directly refused.

No hesitation at all.

What a joke,

When I first entered the inner sect, I was driven to the South China Sea because of the struggle between the conservatives and radicals between the sects.

It seems that this senior brother is present.

In the past,

Zhang Qingyuan has not reached the level and has not contacted the top leaders. He still knows nothing about who targets him.

However, as he was promoted to the true teaching and his strength continued to improve, he could also get some news through his fellow disciples, including the bullshit between the conservative and stable factions and the radical factions.

This senior brother is one of the representatives of the Stable Sect, and his purpose seems to be to attack the position of secret disciples of the sect.

In fact,

After so many years, as Zhang Qingyuan's strength continued to improve, he basically didn't care much about some conflicts and targeting when he was a child.

The struggle between the stable and radicals is basically a cold eye.

But this does not mean that he is so generous that the prime minister can hold a boat, put down all the grudges of the past, repay his grudges with kindness, and serve the other party.

"What? Junior Brother Zhang, don't be ungrateful!"

Hearing Zhang Qingyuan's neat rejection, Luo Wenmu, who was in a good mood, suddenly became cold.

I originally thought that he had surrendered to the nobles to invite him in person, and waited for the other party for a month, so he must have done it with no means to get things done.

Unexpectedly, this was the result in the end.

"Do you know who you rejected?"

Luo Wenmu's face was cold and his eyes were dangerous.

The aura of the early stage of the ninth level of the True Yuan swept across the hall, and the light seemed to be twisted.

Elder Zhang Changyang, who was standing next to Zhang Qingyuan, was sweating profusely under this terrifying aura and involuntarily took a step back.

"Are you threatening me?"

"So what?"

Luo Wenmu's cold face was faintly disdainful.

"That's OK."

Zhang Qingyuan nodded calmly and closed his eyes. Just as Luo Wenmu thought the other party surrendered under the pressure of his powerful aura, his pupils suddenly opened.

"roll!"

Accompanied by the loud thunder exploding in his ears, an unprecedented terrifying aura suddenly burst out.

The figure on the first seat,

In an instant, it seemed to have turned into an endless tsunami and storm eye, bursting out with a powerful aura that was as strong as the sea of ​​things, crushing them layer by layer!

At that moment,

Luo Wenmu only felt that the whole world seemed to be pouring towards him.
Chapter completed!