"Yes! My master is the cultivator you are looking for!"
Zhuge Wanyu put her hands on her hips and stared at Meng Chuan with a bit of pride and pride on her face.
"I am the master's personal maid! And you are the minions who have to obey his orders from now on. Speaking of which, my identity is still higher than yours. Humph! What an air of pride. When the master comes out of seclusion, I will tell him,
You secretly say bad things about him behind his back!"
These few simple words were like thunder, causing everyone present to have their minds buzzing.
Zhuge Yunshan looked surprised and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yu'er, don't talk nonsense! Your master...that guy from outside, I heard Yunfeng said he was just a young man in his twenties.
, his strength is at the level of a second-grade ancient warrior, how could he be the cultivator we are looking for."
"That's right! Even dad, you don't believe me! Forget it, you will know if I am talking nonsense after the master comes out of seclusion."
Many powerful men from the seven major forces all looked at him, which caused a lot of pressure in Zhuge Wanyu's heart. She became a little nervous and her voice became smaller and smaller.
Zhuge Yunshan saw that his daughter was nervous, so he took her hand and walked outside: "Come here with me and tell me in detail what is going on! Tell me all your experiences along the way, no matter how small or small.
Tell daddy."
The rest of the Zhuge family quickly followed.
The remaining people stood there with different expressions. They obviously had many thoughts in their minds, but all of them were old Jianghu and had deep thoughts. For a while, no one spoke.
When we arrived at the residence arranged by Tianding Sect, night had fallen.
The group of people in Yinxian Tower did not return to their respective houses, but followed Zhao Fengchen in a tacit understanding. When they entered the house and closed the door, they immediately started talking to each other, vying to speak.
"Are you kidding me? After doing this for a long time, it turns out that he is just a young boy in his twenties. Even if he is a cultivator, how much ability can he have? It is a joke for us to obey the orders of such a little brat!" Someone said!
He said with a sneer on his face.
"Didn't you hear what Zhuge Yunshan said? That kid's strength is only at the level of a second-grade ancient warrior, not even as good as a second-grade heavenly warrior. No matter who among us takes action, he can easily take care of that kid! For ordinary people,
, he can barely be called a strong man, but to us, he is like a waste!"
"Now it seems that Yan Boyang really deliberately lost to the opponent. Otherwise, whether it is a martial arts competition or a pill-making competition, he would never be able to lose to a kid in his twenties!"
"What should we do now? After that guy comes out of seclusion, according to his promise back then, he will fight against the heads of the seven major forces, including the original poster.
Naturally, it is impossible for him to have the ability to defeat the Forbidden Martial God. The problem is, if he cannot win, we will not be able to get the last part of "Yun Ge Jue" from him!"
"In my opinion, when the time comes, will we force him to hand it over? With his little ability, I don't believe he dares to say 'no'!"
As everyone said this, they all looked at Zhao Fengchen.
Ultimately, the number one figure in Yinxian Tower has the final say.
The reason why they have such a clear attitude and their intention to use force against Yang Mu is because they have known for a long time that it is impossible for their landlord to have a young man as their leader!
Zhao Fengchen pondered for a moment and said slowly: "If we come by force, Yan Boyang will definitely stop him. Although that kid can't resist us, it will still be difficult to deal with the group of alchemists from the Tianding Sect standing behind him!"
Someone suggested: "We can unite with several other forces, but don't you believe that Tianding Sect can fight against our seven forces on its own?"
After he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Fengchen looking at him like he was an idiot.
"Among the eight major forces in Kowloon Market, Yan Boyang is not the only one who is old-fashioned and stupid! If there weren't too many stupid and old-fashioned old guys, they wouldn't have stayed here in Kowloon Market for so many years without going to the outside world!
Do you think that if we tell them our plan, the Tianding Sect will eventually fight against the seven forces on its own? Huh! Maybe on the other hand, we will be encircled and suppressed! Furthermore..."
Zhao Fengchen's eyes were full of greed: "Joining forces with other forces means that we will eventually share what we get. If other forces also gain huge gains from that kid, how can I unify the entire Kowloon Market in the future?"
Everyone in the Yinxian Tower looked at each other in shock. They did not expect that Zhao Fengchen would have such great ambitions.
Not only do they want to obtain the complete "Yun Ge Jue", but they also want to unify the entire Kowloon Market!
If you think about it carefully, if Zhao Fengchen can unify Jiulong Market, then the status of the elders of Yinxian Tower will naturally rise.
At that time, the self-righteous alchemists of Tianding Sect can be made to refine elixirs for Yinxian Tower like slaves!
Thinking of the benefits that Zhao Fengchen could bring to him by unifying Jiulong Ruins, everyone in Yinxian Tower was very excited. One of the old men said respectfully:
"Then I don't know what you want, landlord?"
The corners of Zhao Fengchen's mouth curled up, like a cunning fox.
"Isn't that guy in retreat and hasn't come out yet? In that case, I will go and talk to him in person tonight! If he understands the interests, everything will be easy to talk about. If he doesn't understand the interests..."
………
The night is deep and everything is silent.
A figure dressed in black swept into an independent courtyard and finally stopped in front of the old door.
If you look closely, you will see that this figure is not one person, but two people.
Among them, the short middle-aged man was held in the hands of another person. His arms and legs seemed to be broken, and his whole body was unable to move. Therefore, from a distance, he seemed to be in one piece.
"In here? If you dare to lie, I will break your neck immediately!"
Zhao Fengchen looked at the short middle-aged man he was holding in his hand, his eyes full of threats.
He used his original voice without much disguise, just because he had no intention of letting the inner deacon of Tianding Sect in his hands survive until tomorrow morning.
The short middle-aged man had his limbs twisted and his face was full of pain. When he met Zhao Fengchen's cold eyes, he nodded quickly.
Zhao Fengchen carried the middle-aged man and carefully opened the door. When he looked inside, he saw a staircase leading to the basement. Candles were lit on the candlesticks on both sides of the staircase, which was much brighter than outside.
"Only those idiots think that I want the complete "Yun Ge Jue". Even if I get the complete "Yun Ge Jue", I am still a heavenly warrior after all, and at most a powerful ordinary person. What I really want is enough to
I have become a classic for cultivators!"
Zhao Fengchen sneered in his heart, thinking that Yan Boyang, people from other forces, and the elders of Yinxian Tower were all idiots.
In his opinion, it is meaningless to obtain the complete martial arts classics from the other party!
His real pursuit is not to complete the "Yun Ge Jue" at all, but to become the cultivator who is rumored to be like a god!
Carrying another person and walking on the stairs to the basement, Zhao Fengchen didn't blush or breath, and didn't make the slightest sound.
After a while, he finally came to the basement door. He carefully pushed the door open and looked inside.
In his imagination, in the secret room at this time, there should be a young man in his twenties who was practicing in seclusion. According to his plan, he wanted to capture the other party before he made a sound!
At that time, the other party will have no choice but to be slaughtered by himself!
However, when he saw the scene in the secret room clearly, he stayed in place for an instant, with his hair standing on end!
Bang!
He was so shocked that the deacon of the inner sect of Tianding Sect who was held in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
"Look, I said, someone should come to visit tonight!"
A ridiculing voice came from the secret room. It seemed that Zhao Fengchen had expected that Zhao Fengchen would come here, and there was no trace of nervousness at all.