The heroic man on the scroll is none other than Meng Lian's brother, Meng Wei.
Feng Jueyu took the scroll and looked at it carefully for a moment, then exchanged glances with Qu Lingxi, who sighed: "What a poor child."
Feng Jueyu put away the scroll and said to the servant: "She hasn't left yet. Go and tell Miss Meng that Feng must be concerned about this matter. Please rest assured."
The servant went out with Feng Jueyu's words, and then the two exchanged glances and each laughed bitterly.
A few days later, Ban Cong came with the materials Feng Jueyu needed. Good guy, the treasure bag alone contained three thousand items, and they were all piled up in front of Feng Jueyu.
Among these materials are medicinal herbs, fairy grass, spiritual stones and mines, talismans, secret records, magical scriptures, and some other miscellaneous things. They are all necessary materials for practitioners in the world to practice, and their appearance and quality are very good.
In short, it was what Feng Jueyu could imagine. There were unique things in Hongtu Star, as well as some tools for refining elixirs, magic weapons, etc. In short, Feng Jueyu was able to buy everything he could think of, almost all of them.
Exchange all the top-quality spiritual crystals you grabbed into materials for cultivation, and then give up.
Watching Feng Jueyu juggle all the treasure bags into his arms, the robe on his chest didn't even bulge, Ban Cong's eyes widened, and his understanding of Feng Jueyu deepened.
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The thing that can easily put three thousand treasure bags into it must be a space magic weapon, and it is also a magic weapon with a huge space. Otherwise, it would be impossible to put down so many things. It seems that Mr. Feng is really full of treasures.
You can never see his bottom at any time.
After collecting the materials, Feng Jueyu decided to get up and leave, and he told Ban Cong that he was leaving for retreat.
Yes, if you tell Ban Cong that he is going back to Abandoned Star and does not know when he will return, Mr. Ban will definitely be depressed to death. After all, his investment is Feng Jueyu, and he will have to rely more on Feng Jueyu in the future.
My partners do a lot of things.
But this time, Ban Cong did not try his best to persuade Feng Jueyu to stay. Instead, he supported Feng Jueyu's retreat: "It's okay for Mr. Feng to retreat for a while. The battle at Black Spring Mountain really caused too much trouble for Mr. Feng. For safety reasons, Mr.
Hiding for a while is the best way." He was afraid that Feng Jueyu would offend too many people at once, plus he was carrying countless Yuan stones and other treasures, which would attract the red eyes of cultivators all over the world, and then they would attack in groups.
It won't be good.
Feng Jueyu smiled and nodded and said: "If you have anything to say, please send it to me. As long as I see it, I will definitely respond." His words were purely to deceive the fool. Although the jade talisman can travel a long distance, who knows?
I don’t know if I can still receive news after returning to Hongtu Star. After saying that, Feng Jueyu asked: "There is one more thing that Mr. Tonglu, your father, promised me."
Feng Jueyu spoke a little louder, and Ban Cong smiled, showing a very frank smile: "Sir, please rest assured that my father values his promises most and will never let you down. If you don't believe me, you can go out and have a look."
"What are you looking at?" Feng Jueyu was stunned. He was talking about the change of ownership of Bazhilu.
According to the conditions negotiated at the beginning, Ban Tonglu must confess to the world that he bought the Eight-Finger Record from Feng Jueyu. Through this matter, Feng Jueyu and Ba
The references are completely irrelevant in order to achieve the purpose of being targeted.
I saw Ban Cong confidently leading Feng Jueyu through the secret passage to the front hall of the Ziguang Pavilion branch. This is a very dense exchange. Since Ziguang Pavilion is engaged in the business of natural materials and earthly treasures, what is it?
They can get it all, so that the business is very booming, and there are dense crowds of people everywhere, asking the waiters in the pavilion who are walking in the crowd about what they want to buy.
And when there are more people, gossip from all sides can’t stop pouring in.
Soon, Feng Jueyu heard the chattering among the crowd, and there were even two practitioners who seemed to have a good reputation and were covered in brocade robes and covered with fine magic weapons.
The cabinet minister asked.
"Brother Chunyu, congratulations. I heard that your pavilion has successfully obtained the Eight Finger Record from Feng Jueyu. This time, your pavilion is in great glory."
"Yes, yes, after the news came out, my brothers and I still didn't believe it. We didn't expect to actually buy it. That Feng Jueyu was really smart. He knew that Bazhilu was a hot potato, so he took action so quickly."
The headmaster said with a smile on his face: "Haha, I don't even know about this matter. It's all the idea of the headmaster and the elders. I'm just following orders."
These words felt like fishing in troubled waters, but when everyone around them heard it, they did not miss any opportunity to inquire about the information, and pressed forward step by step: "So is it true?"
The head of Ziguang Pavilion had a secretive look on his face, and said insincerely: "Well, this matter has not been made public yet, but it should be almost done."
"What do you mean it's almost done?" When everyone heard this, they were not happy.
The manager of Ziguang Pavilion looked around, and when he saw his words, countless people stretched their necks to listen, pretending to be silent and said in a low voice: "Oh, this is such a thing, everyone should wait for news."
"News? What news? Brother Chunyu, you are not being honest. Can't you finish what you have to say?"
"Yes, tell me, tell me"
"Speak quickly, otherwise we will go to other places."
The crowd was noisily urging the head of Ziguang Pavilion to reveal the latest news. It seemed that he would not let go until the details were revealed. At this moment, more and more people gathered around, and in the end almost everyone in the hall
All the guests gathered around.
The person in charge was so overwhelmed that his robes were torn to pieces. As if he was extremely helpless, he waved his hands and said: "Okay, okay, actually."
As soon as he started talking, the hall became so quiet that you could almost hear a pin drop.
I heard the head of Ziguang Pavilion whisper: "This matter is indeed true. It is not difficult for everyone to hear the news. If you wait a few days, the elders of the clan will tell the world openly and sincerely invite
Fellow Taoists and clans who have the Eight-Finger Record will gather together."
"Gonghui? So you are planning to put in the effort to find the artifact in the Eight Finger Record?"
The steward's words, as light as a mosquito's fly, caused quite a stir. As soon as he finished speaking, the whole hall was in chaos.
"Of course. Since we have obtained the Eight Finger Record, how can we not find the artifact?" the manager replied.
"Then you know the whereabouts of the other Eight Finger Records?" The Eight Finger Records are divided into eight parts and are distributed in the Tianhe Star Realm. If you want to find the artifact, you must collect all the Eight Finger Records.
The manager chuckled and said: "Brother Tantai, what you said is really embarrassing. I have never seen the Eight Fingers Record. How do I know where the other seven pages are? However, this pavilion is trying to gather those who hold the Eight Finger Record.
Comrades of the Eight Fingers, who conspire together for great things, and I also believe that as soon as the news gets out, those comrades and seniors who have the Eight Finger Record will definitely rush to meet."
Everyone nodded in unison: "Then the Eight Fingers are useless unless they are all in place. If you want to find the artifact, you must work together as one."
After the words were finished, many people clasped their fists in congratulations, and the hall was peaceful and lively.
Standing on the highest floor of the hall, Feng Jueyu looked forward across the platform and caught every word spoken by the crowd.
After listening, Feng Jueyu put his heart in his stomach, looked at Ban Cong and said with a smile: "Brother Cong, I'm afraid this is your handiwork, right?"
Ban Cong smiled: "How dare you, it was my father who came up with the idea and I made the arrangements for the details. How could I have the courage to let the news out without the permission of the tribe?"
"Hmm." Feng Jueyu nodded and thought: After this incident came out, the Bazhilu label on his body was no longer there. It's hard to say anything else. There will definitely be fewer guys who have ulterior motives for him simply because of the Bazhilu.
One half, and the other half, there is no use relying on others, you can only rely on yourself.
After thinking about it, Feng Jueyu gave a very formal salute to Ban Cong and said, "Thank you, Brother Cong, for making it happen."
"No, sir, there is no need to be polite when doing something casually." Ban Cong helped him up, and after the two chatted for a few words, they led him to the secret teleportation array hidden inside Ziguang Pavilion.
, Ban Cong asked Feng Jueyu where he wanted to go, and Feng Jueyu told him that he was going to the Western Region of the Ziyang Star Territory. Ban Cong quickly ordered people to take him and Qu Lingxi to a teleportation array. After saying goodbye, he
Feng Jueyu sent Qingyao Fantasy Ruins away.
After the aura of the teleportation array that exuded a dark black light dispersed, Feng Jueyu and Qu Lingxi appeared in a green field one after another. The two people had just stepped off the teleportation array. In front of the field, there was a medicinal forest full of flowers.
In the center, on a path paved with spar fragments and rain flower stones, stood three men in white robes. The leader was an old man of half a century, who was leaning slightly, as if waiting for something.
Seeing Feng Jueyu and Qu Lingxi walking down from the teleportation array, the old man in white robes gave him a very respectful gift and said in a deep voice: "Junior Xu Lun, by order of Mr. Cong, I am here to greet Mr. Feng and Qu Lingxi.
Great sir, senior."
Feng Jueyu and Qu Lingxi exchanged glances and grinned: "Brother Cong is really polite. We have arranged someone here."
The old man named Xu Lun lowered his head and said: "Sir, you have made great contributions to the master, through life and death. This is what disciples should do."
"Yeah." Since Ban Cong was so polite, Feng Jueyu could only accept it "reluctantly". He walked down slowly, looked at the colorful medicinal forest around him, and couldn't help but sigh: "Where is this? It's like a fairyland.
?”
Xu Lun came over and stood behind Feng Jueyu and said: "This is a medicinal forest called Qianzhi Garden in Ziguang Pavilion in Ziyang Star Territory. It is located in the center of the Western Region. The master ordered his disciples to prepare the Ziluan Jia here.
"Send Sir off, Sir, please, over here." Xu Lun said respectfully, then walked to the front to lead the way.
Feng Jueyu and Qu Lingxi took a look and had no choice but to follow him and have a look.