There is no wind at all in the hinterland of Black Spring Mountain.
Everyone was watching Feng Jueyu's impromptu performance, feeling happy, angry, sad, and confused for a while.
Ban Tonglu, Ban Yixiu, and Ban Cong didn't even know that Lu Siyuan hadn't left yet. Although they had heard that Feng Jueyu was able to save the day through Lu Siyuan under the encirclement and suppression of powerful men from all realms, the new holy city had been completed.
Who knew that Master Lu was still staying in Black Spring Mountain.
Why stay here?
What's deplorable is that he just stayed, but no one warned him beforehand, so he made such a big mistake. Not only did Ban Yixiu feel disgraced, but after hearing Lu Siyuan's name, he didn't dare to lose his temper at all.
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Who is Luo Shi Lu Siyuan?
That was the master who made the three leaders of the Holy Star Alliance give him three points of courtesy. Who in the entire Tianhe Star Realm would dare not give Lu Siyuan face?
When Jiang Chengfeng, Jiang Yueran, Wu Yuan and others saw Feng Jueyu singing a one-man show, they wanted to laugh but couldn't, and couldn't laugh but wanted to laugh again. They were holding it in so much pain that they all turned their heads in laughter.
In the past, my body was shaking wildly but I didn't dare to move too much.
Ban Yixiu's nose had long been crooked with anger, and he was complaining in his heart, secretly saying that you guys knew Lu Siyuan was here, what the hell were you doing, wouldn't this kill me?
Seeing Feng Jueyu's pretended surprised expression, and seeing the elder mute in pain eating Huanglian, Ban Tonglu secretly smiled bitterly, thinking that his son's words were indeed correct, this person named Feng is indeed a character not easy to mess with.
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After thinking about it in this way, Ban Tonglu was so alert that he immediately showed a look of surprise and fear and said: "Master Lu is here. Oh, sir, why didn't you tell me earlier? Quickly, take me to visit his old man."
, and revealed everything that happened before.
Seeing that Ban Thonglu was about to walk inside while he was talking, Feng Jueyu did not stop him and nodded secretly, saying, this Ban Tonglu is really an expert, his skill at pretending to be stupid is better than mine.
Feng Jueyu didn't stop him, but Xuanyuan Pheasant snorted displeasedly and said, "What are you seeing? The teacher is in retreat."
Lu Siyuan was indeed in seclusion. If not, his disciple almost suffered a disaster, and he would not have failed to come out.
Ban Thonglu didn't want to rush to see Lu Siyuan. He stopped after hearing the sound and saluted Xuanyuan Pheasant: "I was the one who was rude. Miss Xuanyuan, I had a relationship with your father many years ago. I didn't expect that today
The flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. I hope the girl will not take offense." He was apologizing for Ban Yixiu because he knew that Ban Yixiu would never admit his fault in any case. This was out of line.
His majesty.
Xuanyuan Pheasant was born in a clan, so he naturally knew that the clan's reputation was as big as the sky, so he snorted angrily, stamped his feet, turned his head and glared at Feng Jueyu, and went back angrily.
Ban Cong wiped the cold sweat off his head and then came up and said: "Sir, let's talk."
"Ah, okay, okay." Feng Jueyu looked stupid and didn't care about Gu Ban Yixiu's mood at the moment.
Then he ordered people to help Ban Yixiu into a wooden house to rest, and he and his father Ban Thonglu stood outside the wooden house in the dense woods and chatted.
Although they had been unhappy before, the three of them quickly revealed this story. As Ban Tonglu represented the clan in rewarding his son, his purpose was to meet the man who helped him in the Purple Sun Star Territory in less than ten years.
The son of Feng Jueyu, a big shot in the clan, has completely turned over.
The three of them arrived in the forest with Yin Laoyi. Ban Tonglu said happily: "I have heard of Mr.'s name for a long time, but I have never had a chance to meet him. Today, Ban has met the real Mr." There was something in his words, alluding to Feng Jue.
Yu Gang should not have deliberately insulted Ban Yixiu and made the clan leader lose face.
But this matter is not very important in Ban Thonglu's mind, because he knows very well that Ban Yixiu represents the clan, and secondly, he should have been ordered by someone to come and monitor him.
The current status of their father and son in the Ban family is not as stable as imagined. Although everything is developing in a favorable direction with the help of Feng Jueyu, they must be rigorous and careful in everything they do. Of course, if they can get Feng Jueyu
Ban Tonglu naturally has to thank Yu for his help.
"It's my father's blessing that Mr. Feng can help Cong'er like this. Tonglu would like to thank Mr. Feng for his great kindness today." He said he was about to bow.
Feng Jueyu couldn't make him really bow down, so he immediately gave him a big gift, which gave Ban Tonglu enough face and said: "My uncle's move is to disgrace the junior. The junior and brother Cong hit it off immediately, so some trivial matters are not worth mentioning."
Banthong Lu stood up and said: "This is not a trivial matter." He said with a sad look on his face: "To be honest, sir, our father and son are walking on thin ice in our clan. We have been unable to get ahead in these years. Whenever we encounter some small things, we have to do it."
After thinking about it again and again, the battle at Black Spring Mountain was our father and son's first battle. If my husband hadn't come to our aid, I'm afraid we would have been beaten back to our original form."
This is not an expression of bitterness. Ban Tonglu and his son were indeed subjected to endless criticism and humiliation in their clan. During the lowest period, even some relatives and disciples dared to laugh at Banthong Lu and his son in person. If Banthonglu had not been practicing
They are quite up to par, having broken through the Supreme Realm a hundred years ago. The father and son are still uncertain about which clan elder they will talk to in front of their door, so they are cautious.
Banthong Lu's sigh brought back many memories from the past, and he couldn't close the gate for a while. He talked to Feng Jueyu about the grievances he had suffered over the years, like pouring beans out of bamboo tubes.
, Ban Cong was born at the wrong time, and so on. It didn’t sound like communicating feelings, but more like recounting hardships. Feng Jueyu’s words were covered in mist, and he didn’t understand what Ban Tonglu wanted to do at all.
Although he didn't understand the other party's intention, there was obviously an ulterior motive for venting such bitterness. Feng Jueyu secretly reminded himself to be careful and not to be fooled by Ban Thonglu's superficial articles.
After talking to each other, even Ban Cong secretly wiped his tears, as if he was really wronged. Feng Jueyu was stunned and speechless. He could only nod his head to express his condolences. After the conversation, Ban Tonglu
San San smiled and said: "I talk too much and make Mr. Feng laugh. Are we, father and son, very hopeless?"
A supremely powerful person asks you "Am I worthless?" Why does this sound so strange?
Feng Jueyu highly doubted the intentions of the father and son, but he had no choice but to say nothing. Later, Ban Tonglu apologized and said: "It is because of so much hardship that we, father and son, realize how valuable other people's help is."
, To be honest, Sir, Cong'er finally managed to escape from the situation of being hidden in the snow and leave the clan. All his actions in the Ziyang Star Territory are equivalent to rolling on the tip of a knife. If there is a slight mistake, we, father and son, will wait for the elders of the clan.
The impression in my mind has been restored to its original state. Not only will the clan not provide any cultivation resources to us and my son, but our descendants will also have no hope of receiving any support from the clan in the future. But this time with the help of my husband, the clan will
The appreciation for Cong'er is increasing day by day, and even my father has also benefited from it, and all of this is due to the support of Mr. Here, I would like to ask you to pay homage to me."
After saying this, Ban Thonglu decisively took three steps back, then bent down and gave a big gift.
Ban Cong also gave Feng Jueyu a big gift to express his sincere gratitude.
At this time, Feng Jueyu was confused and completely at a loss. He stretched out his hands and didn't know who to help. He kept replying: "Uncle, why are you like this? Brother Cong, you are serious, use
No, it’s absolutely impossible, get up quickly.”
The father and son bowed at the same time, which made Feng Jueyu not know what to do. Fortunately, Ban Tonglu and Ban Cong did not do anything that made him ashamed after they bowed. The two stood up at the same time, and
Lian Ban Tonglu said: "Mr. Feng, you are Cong's friend and also Ban's friend. Whenever there is a need in the future, just say it bluntly. We, father and son, and Daoshan Youguo will also go."
This was a bit loud, and Feng Jueyu didn't dare to accept it, so he quickly said: "You are serious, you are really serious."
"No, sir, you deserve it." Ban Thonglu insisted again and again, and then hit the ground running while the iron was hot: "Sir, my father and son came all the way here, firstly to thank you for your help, and secondly for one thing, I want to discuss it with you.
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Halfway through his words, Ban Tonglu stopped in time, and Feng Jueyu suddenly realized that the main event was coming.
The Ban family father and his son invited Ban Yixiu, the clan leader of the Ban family, to form a team to offer condolences, and to offer him a big gift in person. At first glance, it was Xiang Zhuang who was dancing with his sword, with the intention of Pei Gong. I should have known that their purpose was not right.
It’s simple, look, you’re not wrong at all.
After hearing this, Feng Jueyu calmed down and said with a faint smile: "If you two have anything to say, you might as well speak up."
Ban Tonglu looked around, waved his hand, and the dozens of tribesmen and Jiang clan disciples he brought behind him dispersed, until only Feng Jueyu was left in front of the wooden house. The Ban family and his son also had an old man, Ban Tong.
Lu Cai said earnestly: "Sir, I would like to talk to you about the Eight-Finger Record."
really!
As soon as Feng Jueyu saw the father and son crying and wiping away their tears, he knew that they didn't have any good intentions. The previous words of suffering were simply foreshadowing. This was good. Every opening of his mouth meant a big project. However, he was not that easily fooled. After a moment of silence,
San San smiled and said: "You two, I don't understand what the Eight Finger Record is."
Ban Cong and Yin Lao looked directly at him with understanding expressions, which seemed to say, stop pretending, we all know it.
Ban Thonglu was not surprised when he heard what he said. He smiled calmly and sighed: "Sir, I am on guard. I can understand. It doesn't matter. I'll tell you my purpose first."
At this point, Ban Tonglu paused deliberately, presumably to give Feng Jueyu time to prepare. When Feng Jueyu began to look directly at him, Ban Tonglu said: "Sir, Ban has something to say.
I would like to ask you to give me the Eight-Finger Record in your hands, and I, the Ban family, are willing to buy it at a high price."