Zhu Yeqing is not like ordinary mortals. He knows more or less about the history of the Grand World. When Feng Jueyu pointed out that Zhong Mo Xin Lu was bound to win, he couldn't help but frowned and explained:
"Brother Feng, the transformation of humans into demons is a secret passed down from Tianyuan Calendar. It is said that there are hundreds of tribes in the history of Hongtu World, among which there is the demon tribe. They are cruel and violent by nature. Although their bodies are similar to those of humans, their bodies are
It’s very different from humans. Even if the Devil’s Heart Record can make people transform from humans to demons, there is currently no other magic book in Taixuan Continent for further cultivation. What does Brother Feng want him to do?”
The implication is that it is useless if you want to cultivate demon heart records. Even if you want to cultivate demons, it will not work without the follow-up guide.
Feng Jueyu didn't want to cultivate demons. He had never thought about it at all. The reason why he wanted to buy a demon heart record was because he thought it was the basic method for demon cultivation. All he needed was the basics.
As the saying goes, only by knowing the enemy can you win a hundred battles. Old Demon Xing Kun comes from the Demon Clan and is very skilled in cultivation. If you want to deal with him, you must understand the methods of Demon Cultivation. In other words, with this Demonic Heart Record, at least he can pass
The method of demon cultivation can be used to understand the extent of Xing Kun's current injuries, or what level his cultivation level is. Only in this way can we increase the chance of winning, so we don't need anything else. This kind of demon heart record has the potential to
You must get it.
"You have misunderstood. I want it to have other uses. This is very important. Brother Ding, what you said before should still count."
It will be evening soon, and all the babies are facing the choice of where to belong, and Feng Jueyu can't wait any longer.
Seeing Feng Jueyu showing unprecedented solemnity, Zhu Yeqing immediately felt that something was fishy. Before Fatty Ding could regret it, he said seriously: "Fatty, the time is coming soon, it's up to you now."
Fatty Ding wished he could strangle himself to death. He had nothing to do with what he promised. Look, look, it’s a big deal. It seems that there isn’t much competition in Zhong Mo Xin Lu, but who knows what notes are in that bag?
How much amount did you pay? If Feng Jueyu didn't get the Zhong Mo Xin Lu, all the hard work would have been in vain?
After thinking about it, Fatty Ding finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, brother, just wait, I will get you the banknote now."
As he spoke, Fatty Ding's fat body stirred up a cloud of dust and flew away. After a while, he ran back sweating profusely, took out a banknote from his arms and wrote, eight million taels.
"This is all my savings, so I'll... lend it to Brother Feng first." In the end, the fat guy still used the word "borrow".
Zhu Yeqing wiped his face and cursed in a low voice: "Damn fat man, I don't know how much wealth you have, and you still have all your savings. Damn it, I'm afraid you spent all this money on the 188 concubines you kept in Pingyang City in the past few years.
Bar."
Everyone knows that Fatty Ding has a hobby, which is "sex." This guy has almost more concubines in several nearby big cities than the three palaces and six courtyards of the leader of the country, and the money he spends is even greater. For this
Well, if Ding Shang hadn't decided to back him up with the famous brand of breeding pigs that inherited the incense, the Ding family would have been completely defeated by him. Therefore, Fatty Ding's level of wealth can be described as that of a warrior who has cultivated to the peak of the divine martial realm.
Eight million taels of gold, although it is not a drop in the bucket of Fatty Ding, it is almost the same.
When his old story was revealed, Fatty Ding laughed bitterly and said, "I recently took a fancy to some sisters in Chenglu City and spent a little more, so I don't have much left."
"Damn, you are such a pig." Zhu Yeqing cursed unceremoniously.
Feng Jueyu was dumbfounded after hearing Zhu Yeqing's introduction to Fatty Ding, but it had nothing to do with him. Whether Fatty could have children or not was something Ding Shang had to consider. He now needed to get the Demonic Heart Record.
"I still have hundreds of thousands of taels in my hand, let's see if it's enough." Feng Jueyu took the banknotes. It was related to his own wealth and life. This was not the time to save money, so he put all the banknotes together.
After a while, I wrote it on the paper and put it in.
Feng Jueyu had just finished his investment, when the time came, a high-pitched gong sounded, and the bidding process of the trade fair was announced to be over. To use a saying from the previous shopping mall, it was time to open the bids.
At this time, a hearty laugh came from the front yard, and then everyone saw Wang Jiutong and Ding Shang walking into the venue while chatting.
"Wang Jiutong?"
A few days ago, a light green light fell from the sky in Zhongtian City, alarming countless aristocratic families. When the green light fell on the Dingxin Pavilion, almost everyone guessed that Wang Jiutong had entered the realm of divine martial arts. But all along, even if there were not a few people who came to visit,
, but no one is sure whether Mr. Wang has entered the threshold of the divine martial realm. Therefore, when he came out this time, Wang Jiutong suddenly became the focus of much attention in the venue.
"Old Wang...Old Wang..." Flattery words of honor arose one after another, like a river diverting water, and the crowd automatically made way for a passage.
Looking at Wang Jiutong, who was extremely coquettish and coming with a red face, Feng Jueyu immediately realized that the purpose of his trip had been achieved. The old man didn't show up all day long, and even Ding Shang, the head of the Ding family, didn't show up until the trade fair was about to end.
Feng Jueyu couldn't help but make Feng Jueyu suspicious. The two old men had been discussing some unknown matters in the room for a whole day, and it seemed that the two of them had reached some kind of agreement, and they were particularly happy.
As for Wang Jiutong in the eyes of outsiders, he is obviously attracting much attention, especially those heads of aristocratic families who have profound cultivation in the divine martial realm. When they saw Wang Jiutong walking towards him with steady steps and a light weight, the expressions of at least a dozen people on the scene changed slightly.
"Wang Jiutong, it is true that he has reached the throne of Shenwu." The first person to speak was Lin Zhenhai, whose tiger eyes were more lively and profound than usual. This old man was originally difficult to see through, but at this moment, his eyes were even more hidden.
Many unknown secrets.
"Asshole, Wang Jiutong has indeed broken through to the eighth level. Damn it, this old boy couldn't do it after taking aphrodisiacs."
Cheng Mingqing was yelling at the outside of the crowd. In fact, he had a bit of a grudge after Cheng Shaojing lost the qualification to become Wang Jiutong's disciple. Among the descendants of the top ten talents in Mingcheng, like Lin Xin and Qi Yuanyi, they had all reached the Tianwu realm, but Cheng Shaojing was the only one whose cultivation had stalled.
Cheng Mingqing knew that worshiping Wang Jiutong as his teacher was the only way for the Cheng family to achieve great success. For this opportunity, he prepared too many medical books for Cheng Shaojing, and even mobilized the family's strength to search for the Centennial Snow Lotus. Unexpectedly, Wang Jiutong had no face at all.
Yes, he kicked his son out directly.
Now that Wang Jiutong is in the divine martial realm, this is definitely not good news for the Cheng family.
In the past, Cheng Mingqing could not worry about Wang Jiutong's weak cultivation. But it is different now. A powerful Shenwu who masters alchemy can definitely overturn the distribution of power in Mingcheng. To put it bluntly, if Wang Jiutong wants to set up his own business, he can only
If you need to raise your arms and take refuge with him, there are naturally many people to protect him. Even the Yun family, which controls all the wandering warriors in Zhongtian City and more than a dozen surrounding cities, will be affected and turbulent to a certain extent, not to mention the Cheng family, which is only a single force.
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Now it depends on whether Wang Jiutong wants to set up his own business. If he establishes an alchemy sect or something, the nearly thirteen forces in Zhongtian City will soon undergo earth-shaking changes.
Damn Feng Jueyu, it’s all because of you. Damn it.
At this moment, Cheng Mingqing poured all his unprecedented hatred into Feng Jueyu.
If it hadn't been for Feng Jueyu's appearance, the Cheng family and Dingxin Pavilion would now be just grasshoppers on a rope, or two grasshoppers that could eat the entire city and even the entire continent.
One step, a thousand miles!
"Holy shit, has the old man really reached the realm of divine martial arts?" Zhu Yeqing, who was standing next to Feng Jueyu, had a faint green light in his eyes. He turned into a hungry wolf and stared at Wang Jiutong. Gradually,
The corners of his eyes turned into crescent moons.
Sure enough, seriously, haha, Mr. Wang transformed into a divine warrior, and my friendship with his only proud disciple gradually deepened, and the good days of the Zhu family finally came.
Zhu Yeqing took over the family business at the age of forty. It can be said that what his father passed away left behind him was not a strong family, but a mess, so that he was a proud man who might have entered Shenwu before he was sixty years old.
I can only reluctantly abandon Yi Bing's talent and devote all my energy to running the family. This former Mingcheng genius has just reached the realm of Tianwu at the age of forty-nine. Don't look at the difference between the primary level of Tianwu and the primary level of Shenwu.
But Zhu Yeqing knew that he might never reach the realm he once dreamed of in his lifetime.
However, for this, Zhu Yeqing had no complaints, because the entire Zhu family still relied on him. He invited his master at all costs and received fifteen years of protection. Seeing that the time was coming, Zhu Yeqing
He needs a strong backer for the Zhu family to continue to stand, so he will never give up all possibilities for the Zhu family to gain a firm foothold.
Even so, Zhu Yeqing never thought that happiness would come so suddenly, Wang Jiutong's breakthrough, and Feng Jueyu's acquaintance, all these things made Zhu Yeqing feel like a pie fell from the sky and fell on his head.
a feeling of.
He had previously made up his mind to become friends with Feng Jueyu, but now he had made his final determination. Wang Jiutong was the life-saving straw that made the Zhu family stronger.
"Brother Feng, I'm going to say hello to the old man and I'll accompany you later."
"Yeah, let's go."
In the afternoon, Fatty Ding said some things about the Zhu family, which were all sorted out in casual chats. Feng Jueyu knew that the situation of the Zhu family was not good, so he didn't care and allowed Zhu Yeqing to flatter him.
As for him, he had been forgotten for a long time and he was too lazy to get involved. He was still a low-key person, so Feng Jueyu walked aside and continued to pay attention to his Demon Heart Record.
Who would have thought that as soon as he walked over, he heard the old man sorting out the price slips beside him exclaim in low voice: "Huh? Fifteen million taels? Whose bid is this? It's a sky-high price."
"Fifteen million taels?" Feng Jueyu frowned suddenly.