In the forest at the west corner, Wu Buyong sat on the ground unwilling to be defeated, mumbling to himself sleepily. It seemed that he had been hit hard.
Feng Jueyu looked quite helpless. People like Wu Buyong had always been superior to many people, but once faced with failure, such a humiliating and helpless failure would definitely have an impact on his state of mind.
However, Feng Jueyu didn't care whether he was affected or not. As a cultivator, if he couldn't survive even this little hardship, it only meant that his character had not yet been fully cultivated.
Feng Jueyu had plenty of time and didn't care about this moment. He didn't say anything, he just stood there and looked at Wu Buyong silently.
Fortunately, Wu Buyong was not an ordinary person. After about ten minutes, his stern eyes gradually returned to his pupils.
"That's it. If you lose, you lose. Take Fanxianyun. I don't want the four Yang-making Fairy Fruits either." With that said, Wu Buyong flipped his hand and threw Fanxianyun to Feng Jue.
feather.
Everyone's eyes suddenly shone with incomparable envy, and they were all jealous to death as they watched the magic weapon made from golden treasures fluttering towards them.
Feng Jueyu accepted Fan Xianyun with a smile. This was not the time to refuse. Such a good golden magic weapon would allow him to fly in the future without consuming any of his original divine power. It was definitely an excellent item.
transportation.
"Haha, thank you very much, Brother Wu, for your kindness."
Feng Jueyu took Fanxian Yun over. Sure enough, the golden magic weapon no longer had the mark of Wu Buyong's consciousness. Feng Jueyu was not in a hurry to reject Fan Xianyun as his own and put it into Hong Yuan's box.
in space.
Wu Buyong raised his head, with a hilarious reluctance in his eyes, and said angrily: "Elder Feng, let's make an agreement first. Although Wu lost, Wu is not convinced. If there is a chance,
I will definitely get it back next time.”
This is still a militant.
Feng Jueyu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you anytime."
Wu Buyong snorted, quickly stood up from the ground, and said: "Brother Zhou, Brother Li, I have lost and the bet is over. You can always have a drink at your party."
Zhou Jinshan listened happily and said decisively: "Of course, Brother Zhou can't ask for more than having a drink with Brother Wu." He didn't mean what he said. If Feng Jueyu hadn't turned the tide, Zhou Jinshan would probably have found Wu Bu by now.
Yong tried his best. Now that Wu Buyong has lost, he is in a very good mood, so he said this nonsense, which is really upsetting.
And Wu Buyong also said bluntly: "Humph, don't do this. If I had won, I would have been driven off the mountain by now."
"Huh? Haha..." When everyone heard this, they also became happy. Wu Buyong's straightforward words made the people in Yunjian have a great change in their view of him. It seems that this old boy is not only arrogant and arrogant,
On the one hand, there is also an upright, frank and direct side.
Zhou Jinshan did not engage in a verbal spat with him, and immediately said: "Brother Wu, everyone, let's invite you in." As he said this, he made an invitation gesture.
Wu Buyong waved his hand and said: "You don't need to go to so much trouble, just find a quiet place. By the way, I hope Elder Feng can also attend."
Feng Jueyu said: "That's natural. Brother Wu is a guest from afar. How can I not stay with you?"
Wu Buyong suddenly said: "I want to discuss business. This is the second purpose of Wu's visit. I hope it will only be me and a few others."
"Um?"
After hearing these words, everyone looked at each other in confusion. Only then did they realize that Wu Buyong was not just here for the Yang Immortal Fruit.
"Please come inside." Zhou Jinshan decided immediately.
It is conceivable that what Wu Buyong pays attention to is not trivial, maybe very important...
While he was talking, everyone returned to Yunjian Hall.
After returning to Yunjian Hall, Zhou Jinshan kicked out all the servants at Wu Buyong's request, leaving only himself, Li Conghan, Feng Jueyu, Wu Zongzhong including Wu Buyong, Wu Zhengxun, and another person.
Wu Qide, an elder named Xuanzhaojing.
The six people sat down in a small tea room behind the Yunjian Hall. The servants arranged the refreshments and then left and closed the door tightly.
Fragrant tea was lingering in the small tea room, and everyone remained silent, creating an intriguing atmosphere.
Wu Buyong had made it clear before that he had another purpose, but now he kept silent about it, which made people anxious. Zhou Jinshan was an impatient person, and when Wu Buyong didn't speak for a long time, he couldn't help but gently put the tea cup on the table.
He fell down, making a moderate muffled sound, and then asked: "Since everyone is here and Brother Wu has something important to do, why haven't you spoken?"
Wu Buyong buried his head and played with the tea cup, looking at Zhou Jinshan one after another. He looked around the tea room from time to time. After a long time, he said: "I feel ashamed to say this, but I have to mention it. I don't know how to speak."
It's probably no small matter for Wu Buyong to be so cautious.
Li Conghan said with a serious expression: "Brother Wu, does he have something to hide?"
Wu Buyong nodded subconsciously, then laughed at himself, and then made up his mind and said: "Well, anyway, Wu came here for this matter, so I won't hide it. In fact, I want to secondment a few people from your sect.
A master helped Wu Zong thoroughly investigate a major matter."
"Borrowing someone?" Zhou Jinshan and Li Conghan laughed when they heard this. Zhou Jinshan stroked his beard and said: "Brother Wu is joking. Wu Zong ranks second in the southern border. There are many talents in the sect, and there are many masters. What's the big deal? Even Wu
If Zongdu can't solve it, do you still need to borrow someone from my little Yunjian?"
What Zhou Jinshan said was a bit off-topic, and there was also a tone of jealousy and dissatisfaction in it, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
Yunjian Tianmen, Wu Zong, and Haoyu Tianmen have always been fighting for the position of being the leader of the southern territory. Although there are no large-scale wars, there are still disputes from time to time. Each sect is dissatisfied with the other two Tianmen. This kind of thing has already happened
It’s not a secret, and it’s not surprising that Zhou Jinshan was sarcastic in public.
What he means is that Wu Zong also has troubles that can't be solved and needs to ask our Yunjian?
Haha, followed by "deserve it".
However, what surprised Zhou Jinshan was that Wu Buyong did not show any anger when he heard his ridicule. Instead, he laughed at himself and said shamefully: "What did Brother Zhou say? The three sects in the south have always been indistinguishable. I, Wu Sect,
Although nominally ranked second, didn’t we also lose to Elder Feng of your sect today?”
"Huh?"
This Wu Buyong has always been a person who has his eyes above the top. It is basically impossible to hear any words from him that belittle himself or elevate others. What happened to Wu Buyong today? Why is he so low-key?
Li Conghan and Zhou Jinshan expressed surprise, and even Feng Jueyu frowned and looked at Wu Buyong.
It seems that this matter is really no small matter.
Zhou Jinshan put away his sarcastic expression and gradually said solemnly: "Brother Wu, could it be that something big happened within Wu Zong?"
At this time, Wu Buyong carefully looked inside and outside to make sure there was no one outside, and then nodded and said: "Yes, something big did happen."
He paused for a moment before saying, "Brother Zhou must know about Xiling Sanming Bridge, right?"
His question brought back Feng Jueyu's memories...
Zhi Wucai once told him that there are four major areas within this grand plan, which can be roughly divided into four boundaries, namely southeast, northwest, and southeast.
Close to the Southern Territory, a different place in the Southern Territory is the Huangyuan Ghost Forest, and this Sanming Bridge is the main transportation thoroughfare from the Southern Territory to the west to the Western Territory of Xiling. It is called the Sanming Bridge.
Zhou Jinshan's pupils narrowed and he continued: "Of course I know that Xiling Sanming Bridge is the closest to your Wu Kingdom's western border. Why do you ask about that place?"
Wu Buyong sighed softly and said eloquently: "The matter starts with the Sanming Bridge. Brother Zhou knows that my Wu Zong has always been adjacent to the Sanming Bridge in the west and guarded the main road. But all this time, I
Wu Zong also had contacts with Fohe Tianmen in the Western Regions."
"Fohe Tianmen?" Zhou Jinshan and Li Conghan were shocked when they heard this.
Feng Jueyu didn't know how big the background of Fohe Tianmen was, but from the expressions of the two of them, there was a hint of jealousy, so it must be that Fohe Tianmen had a lot of background.
"You can actually compete with Fohe Tianmen. No wonder people like Wu Zong are developing rapidly." Zhou Jinshan sighed happily.
Wu Buyong gave a wry smile, but did not answer, and said directly: "Speaking of this matter, I have to mention my ancestor. In fact, the ancestor has always been in contact with the ancestor of the Fohe Tianmen.
The relationship between people is not simple, and the master of Fohe Tianmen, the ancestor, has a secret method for refining gold treasures. In the past, my ancestor had been thinking about this method for many years, but could not resist its temptation, and finally asked the master of Fohe Tianmen, the elder, to borrow it.
After seeing this method, the master of Fohe Tianmen also agreed and ordered people to quietly send the key points of this method to Wu Zong and give it to my ancestor to study. He also declared that this method will only be borrowed for one year. After one year,
Regardless of whether the ancestor can learn it, he must return this method, and it is not allowed to be entered or made. My ancestor naturally complied with this, but this method is extremely difficult. After studying it for a whole year, he only got a small trick.
, One month ago, the time limit for borrowing the method had expired, and the ancestor had no choice, so he sent someone to escort the method back to Xiling, but unexpectedly, something happened on the way."
"What happened?"
Wu Buyong's eyes suddenly shot out murderous intent, and he said in a cold voice: "My ancestor sent me this time is my senior brother Wu Bucai. His cultivation is slightly better than me, and on this trip, my senior brother brought three spinners with him.
Xu masters, nearly ten Chenchen realms, and hundreds of Lingxu disciples, unexpectedly encountered an unknown ordeal on the Sanming Bridge, and almost all of these more than a hundred people disappeared on the Sanming Bridge."
"What?"
Hearing this, even Feng Jueyu couldn't help but gasp.
Good guy, a Xuanzhao realm master who is more powerful than Wu Buyong, three Xuanxu, ten Ruochen, and a hundred Lingxu. This battle is really not something that ordinary forces can pull off, and such a powerful one
The whole team actually disappeared on the Sanming Bridge.
What is this concept?
PS: I'm sorry, brothers. I was confused yesterday. I made a mistake and sent the wrong manuscript. I'm really sorry. It has been revised now. I hope you can forgive me.