The fifth thousand five hundred and seventy-sixth chapter bone dragon is now
Hearing what Ni Wenshan said, Qin Fengming was not surprised. Jiang Zhe had already said that he invited Ni Wenshan to come here just to talk about the discord between He and Zhu Xun, which shows that Ni Wenshan's status in the Tianfeng tribe is also the same.
Extraordinary.
"Do you think you can persuade His Highness Zhu Xin, fellow Taoist? Qin has already humiliated Hu Jie in public before. It would be very difficult to calm down the anger in His Highness Zhu Xin's heart."
Qin Fengming remained unhurried, looked at the old man in front of him, and pointed out the key points.
Ni Wenshan's expression was startled. Qin Fengming's words certainly hit the point. If he were to directly sweep His Highness Zhu Zang's face in public at the base of the Tianfeng Tribe, he would be furious.
However, Ni Wenshan calmed down again in an instant. Since the young monk in front of him already knew that the matter was serious, and he was still able to sit firmly on the fish platform and wait for the arrival of His Highness Zhu Zang, what does this mean? You don't need to think about it to know that it is this young man.
The monk had the strength to force His Highness Zhu Zang to bow his head.
A foreign cultivator in the Tianfeng Tribe's foundation is absolutely sure that he can make Zhu Zhen, one of the top ten geniuses of the Fengyang Clan, bow his head. No one will believe this.
You must know that those who can be called His Royal Highness among the Fengyang Clan are all people of pure Fengyang Clan blood whom the Fengyang Clan considers to be able to break through the Mahayana bottleneck. And there are only ten people in the entire Fengyang Clan.
The Tianfeng tribe is the largest, with three highnesses. Except for one, both of them are at the peak of Xuanling.
In terms of individual strength, although Zhu Zhen is not among the top ten geniuses of the Fengyang Clan, he is still among the top five.
To defeat such a Xuanling peak cultivator at the foundation of the Tianfeng Tribe, what does the young man in front of him rely on?
Looking at the relaxed body of the young man in front of him, his indifferent expression, and his indifferent words, Ni Wenshan couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Of course he could see that the young monk in front of him could only be a Xuanling Peak monk and not a Mahayana being.
He was absolutely sure of this. It didn't make sense for a Xuanling peak monk to be so confident in the hinterland of a large tribe in the Fengyang tribe.
Ni Wenshan believed that if it were him, he would never be so confident and dare to show such calmness in the land of the other six major ethnic groups. Because acting like this is not much different from challenging the entire ethnic group alone.
As things have developed to this day, they are naturally still under Qin Fengming's control.
Although he didn't want to be too ostentatious at first, when he encountered the Su brothers and sisters, even if he wanted to keep a low profile, it was no longer possible.
Monks all have a very strong desire for revenge. Others have it, including Qin Fengming.
When Qin Fengming thought about it, if the strongest supporter behind Hu Jie could not be removed, it would definitely be extremely dangerous for the Su brothers and sisters.
Even if he used some incomprehensible means on Hu Jie and Ning Changji, it was absolutely impossible to prevent Hu Jie and the Ning Changji clan from seeking trouble from the Su clan.
Maybe things will backfire and cause even more unpredictable dangers to the Su brothers and sisters. The danger of genocide is not impossible.
The plan chosen by Qin Fengming can be said to be the simplest and crudest.
As long as he can subdue Zhu Zhen, capture him and make him swear a blood oath in the name of the Zhu clan, the Su brothers, sisters and their clan will definitely be safe.
Qin Fengming has always been meticulous in his work. Now that he has done it, he must solve the matter completely.
Although in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed too unwise for him to take action against a small tribe and make an enemy of His Highness Zhu Zang of the Tianfeng Tribe and even the entire Zhu Tribe, Qin Fengming did just that. And he did it very thoroughly and simply.
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Looking at the young monk who was still sitting on the wooden chair in front of him with no intention of getting up, Ni Wenshan thought quickly in his mind, weighing the pros and cons of what might happen.
If what Jiang Yan said is true, and this young monk is a top alchemy master and has the ability to refine that kind of elixir, then he will not hesitate to break up with Zhu Zhen.
But if this young man is only able to refine the elixir for the realm of the gods, or if he is not sure of refining that elixir, and he and Zhu Zhen completely fall out, then the gain will really outweigh the loss.
At this moment, he faced only two choices. One was to stand completely on the side of the young man and become Zhu Tang's enemy. The other was to stand aside and watch the young monk fight with Zhu Tang.
If he really chooses the second option, even if the young man wins, he may not be able to achieve his wish.
Ni Wenshan's mind raced, and he considered all the consequences almost instantly. This also allowed him to make an instant decision: "His Royal Highness Zhu Fang is not a domineering person. This matter was caused by Hu Jie's fault. As long as Ni mediates it, it will come true."
His Highness Zhu Xin will also be able to distinguish right from wrong. If His Highness really wants to harm fellow Taoist, Ni will spare no effort to help fellow Taoist."
After weighing the situation, Ni Wenshan gritted his teeth and decided that it would be better to take the side of the young man in front of him.
Offending Zhu Zhen does not pose much of a conflict of interest to him.
Even if Zhu Zhen really advanced to the Mahayana realm in the future, he would not take action against one of his Xuanling monks. But missing this young man might make him regret it for the rest of his life.
Because there are not many people who can easily take out that kind of elixir. At least if he has that kind of elixir, he will never take it out to exchange for spiritual stones. Even the best spiritual stones will not work.
After hearing Ni Wenshan's words, Qin Fengming slowly sat upright and stared at the old man, with a bright light in his eyes.
"Fellow Taoist Ni, I wonder what you want Mr. Qin to help you with? It's better to say it now. If Mr. Qin can do it, he will naturally help you. If not, Taoist Mr. Taoist, it's better to make other plans." Qin Fengming's eyes were burning, and he locked eyes with Ni Wenshan.
, said directly in his mouth.
He doesn't like to owe others favors. If he can't resolve the cause and effect, he naturally doesn't want to be implicated in the cause and effect.
Ni Wenshan obviously did not expect that Qin Fengming would directly raise this question at this moment, and his face was suddenly startled. His eyes flickered, and he did not answer immediately.
Qin Fengming was not in a hurry. He stared at the other person and waited patiently for his answer.
"Ni heard that fellow Taoist monks have many spiritual peaks that can take elixirs. I wonder if those elixirs were refined by fellow Taoists?" After a moment, Ni Wenshan suddenly said.
"Yes, what kind of elixir do you plan to refine? Let Qin have a look at the elixir recipe." Qin Fengming said without any hesitation at all.
He had only revealed the elixir to the Fengyang tribe, so he had already expected that Ni Wenshan was here for the elixir.
Seeing Qin Fengming being so supportive, Ni Wenshan's expression changed again. He really couldn't understand the reality of the young monk in front of him.
No matter what the other party is doing, he seems to be very calm and seems to take everything as expected.
Such a feeling made Ni Wenshan very uncomfortable.
"The pill recipe..."
"It's the Bone Flying Dragon, His Highness Zhu Zang's Bone Flying Dragon!"
Just when Ni Wenshan was about to speak, a cry of surprise suddenly echoed from outside the hut.
The sound resounded from far to near, like a mighty huge wave, suddenly spreading from a distant place. The speed was so fast that it seemed to be two minutes faster than the huge figure that suddenly appeared in the distance.
Naturally, this shouting sound was not shouted by one person, but by countless monks who could not help but exclaim. It is not surprising that everyone exclaimed, because this dead bone flying dragon has not appeared in the Fengyang tribe for hundreds of thousands of years.