Zhao Fan appeared in the main city with the Kongwu Sword on his back. He was dressed in an extremely low-key manner, just like an ascetic swordsman who made heaven and earth his home. On the surface, he was an ordinary world leader.
Extremely. No one among the monks coming and going on the street knew that they had unknowingly passed by the being who ranked first on the Hunyuan Earth Ranking.
"Have a pot of fire phoenix wine."
Zhao Fan walked into a tavern, put the empty knife on the table, and shouted in a hoarse voice.
"Here you come, sir."
A woman who was at the peak of the late Heaven Rank brought a jar of the signature Fire Phoenix Wine with a smile, and then asked: "My lord, what else do you need?"
"No more. The rest should be rewarded to you."
Zhao Fan waved his hand, turned his palm, and a Hunyuan gold coin appeared.
Hunyuan gold coins are the universal currency of the Hunyuan world. They are condensed from Hunyuan crystals. The energy contained in Hunyuan crystals can be absorbed during cultivation to improve efficiency.
However, Hunyuan crystals also have different qualities, so there are Hunyuan green coins, Hunyuan purple coins and Hunyuan gold coins, with a value of 10000:100:1.
One Hunyuan gold coin can buy ten jars of Fire Phoenix wine.
"Thank you for the reward, sir. I have some time recently." When the maid of that day saw Zhao Fan making such a generous move, she smiled even more coquettishly. She wished she could lay her soft body on his arm, and then opened the altar seal.
, fill it up.
"Okay, I understand, don't disturb me drinking."
Zhao Fan's body moved slightly, and he shook the heavenly maid half a meter away. He also used the force very accurately to prevent her from losing her balance and standing firmly on the floor.
"Humph, I really don't understand the style. What can a Realm Master do to the extreme? Even the Great Master has slept with me." The maid of that day kept mumbling in her heart, then turned and left.
Zhao Fan picked up the wine glass and while drinking, he glanced at the table not far away.
There were three great masters and a half-step master sitting around, talking, laughing and drinking happily.
"Fengziyi."
Zhao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, then withdrew his gaze. Among the other party's group, there was the target of his first mission, and it was the supreme master named Feng Ziyi!
Feng Ziyi is the standing elder of Fengshen Sect.
The Fengshen Sect is one of the Hunyuan forces in Zhongxing City.
Before entering, Zhao Fan was moved here by Qing Zhizun and was told that Fengzi was also in the tavern at this time.
But Zhao Fan has no plans to take action now. First of all, this is the main city area, and there are so many world masters walking around like dogs. If he is a world master and kills the supreme master, it will be too ostentatious, and it is very likely that he will
If you are targeted, not only will it be difficult to carry out subsequent tasks, but your own safety will also be a problem.
You must know that among the great masters ranked in the Hunyuan Heavenly Ranking in Zhongxing City, there are even those within a thousand.
If... Mu Xiu Yu Lin Feng will destroy it, and a strong man will see the Realm Master and be able to kill the Supreme Master, and he may have murderous intentions.
Although this is Qing Zhizun's territory and Zhao Fan cannot fall, it was agreed in advance that if Qing Zhizun intervened, it would mean that the mission had failed and he would not be able to return to the Hunyuan battlefield.
Therefore, when Zhao Fan came to Zhongxing City, he had to walk on thin ice to have any chance of success.
It is worth mentioning that Zhao Fan is not groping in the dark. The two mission targets and the forces behind them all have intelligence from Qing Zhizun. There are as many as they are at any level, and he has every detail under his control.
In this way, Zhao Fan quietly drank a jar of Fire Phoenix Wine and left, choosing a place to stay nearby.
According to the information, Fengzi would come here every now and then to have a drink with friends.
Zhao Fan's plan was to infiltrate the Feng Shen Sect, but even though he was a supreme realm master, he still couldn't get into Feng Ziyi's eyes. Therefore, the breakthrough point was Feng Ziyi's son, Feng Qianbing.
Feng Qianbing was deeply favored by Feng Ziyi, but due to limited qualifications, he had reached the peak of the late Heaven Rank.
Fengzi also tried his best, but his son could not touch the mystery of the realm, so he had to give up and let him continue to improve, and used his power to hand over a fat industry under the Fengshen Sect to Feng Qianbing.
Feng Qianbing lost motivation in cultivation, so she became more frivolous and indulged in eating, drinking, having fun and fawning over the second-generation people with higher status and background all day long.
The next day.
Zhao Fan carried the Kong Wu Dao on his back and came to a large building similar to a pawn shop in the next street. This was the business managed by Feng Qianbing.
He lifted his steps and walked into the door.
A heaven-level woman with a half-covered dress came forward with a smile, "I wonder if this gentleman is in urgent need of money?"
"no."
Zhao Fan shook his head and said calmly: "Is Feng Qianbing here?"
"Are you looking for Deacon Feng?" the heaven-level woman asked doubtfully.
"I heard that in order to prepare for the expedition, he wants to hire ten world masters to form a guard team." Zhao Fan said, "I want to give it a try. There should be places available."
"ah?"
The heaven-level woman nodded repeatedly and said, "There is only one spot left. Are you really here to apply?"
The Jie Zun who came before were all elementary or middle-level, and not even a high-level one was willing to come. After all, those who have reached the high level of Jie Zun and above would not bother to do such a low-priced thing. Moreover, employment money cannot make people at that level
The world lord was moved.
Zhao Fan nodded.
The heaven-level woman immediately served him tea, then smiled and said: "Wait a moment, I will inform Deacon Feng."
As soon as she finished speaking, she triggered the message mark.
Not long after, Feng Qianbing, smelling of perfume and disheveled, pushed in through the door. His eyes fell on the shabby-looking Jie Zun, and he sensed the fluctuations in his aura. He was indeed the ultimate Jie Zun.
Then he pretended to be very serious and stepped forward and said: "Senior, I heard her say that you are here to join my escort group?"
"Yes." Zhao Fan nodded.
"But... for my commission, I can only hire Dong Jie Zun to be of average rank." Feng Qianbing said with a troubled expression: "Even if I fire all the other Jie Zun, I'm afraid I won't be able to satisfy you."
"I don't want money."
Zhao Fan shook his head and said: "I would like to ask Mr. Feng to introduce me to your sect. I will not only be your bodyguard temporarily, but if you need any help in the future, please feel free to ask and I will never refuse."
"this……"
Feng Qianbing was tempted. A supreme realm master could at least get the position of the Wind God Envoy. However, the conditions for joining the Wind God Sect were very stringent. He, the son of a standing elder, did not have that much power to open a back door for the other party.
After a while, Feng Qianbing had an idea, "Senior, what do you think about this? I will introduce you to my father first and become a retainer. You usually follow me and show your face in front of my fellow disciples, and you will work around your qualifications. When the time comes, you will
Participate in the battle between the Wind God Envoys."
"The fight between the Wind God Envoys?"
Zhao Fan asked pretending to be confused.
"Wind God Envoys, all World Masters can serve as Ultimate World Masters." Feng Qianbing introduced: "But the number is fixed, there will be a competition every thousand years, but no matter whether they were Wind God Envoys before or not, World Master Ultimate can participate.
Survival of the fittest and signing a double source
I swear to be loyal to the God of Wind. The next fight between the God of Wind will be ninety-seven years later. You will become a retainer. Although you follow me, you will have many opportunities to contact my father, and you will gradually be appreciated by him. During this period, I promise to make you a retainer.
You are approved to participate in the Battle of the Wind God Envoy."
"Ninety-seven years..." Zhao Fan pondered for a moment and then said: "I'll wait."
"I haven't asked my senior for his name yet." Feng Qianbing couldn't hide his excitement. With just a few words, he deceived him into a powerful follower. In the future, he would be able to stand tall in front of those second generations.
"Zhao Zun."
Zhao Fan said: "I have been practicing hard all the way from the Southern Star District, and Zhongxing City is the end of my journey, and I plan to settle down here."
"Well, I admire the ascetics the most."
Feng Qianbing smiled sincerely and said: "Tomorrow, I will set off with the escort group, and Senior Zhao will also go with me, right?"
"Um."
Zhao Fan had no objections.
"In addition, the people who are going with me are all young masters and daughters with different identities and backgrounds." Feng Qianbing warned: "Don't collide with them, otherwise, I will follow them."
After finishing speaking, he took out a contract scroll, handed it to Zhao Fan and said: "Senior Zhao, this is the contract. Please take a look at it. If there is no problem, then sign it. Even if I believe you, everything must be as per
Please behave yourself and I hope you will forgive me."