Meng Zhi, who rushed back from the branch hall, was about to step into Yuzhen Temple when he saw Feng Zhu, the only golden elixir monk, rushing towards him with fear on his face. He lowered his voice, but he couldn't stop the emotion in his voice at all.
Trembling, he saluted and said: "Master, there are many people here, many people, and these people put down their things and left."
With that said, he respectfully presented the list.
Meng Zhi took the jade slip, glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness, and said with a smile: "It's so fast."
In less than half a day after he walked out from Chen Jinding, these people had already gotten the news and sent over all the things they owed him or what they had thought of as gifts.
The effect of killing chickens and frightening monkeys was so great that even Mengzhi himself had not thought of it.
This is also being cleaned up.
A venerable person died in an understatement.
However, Chen Jinding remained silent.
It even made Meng Zhi walk out of the third hall safely.
If you think about it, you will know that it is unusual.
No matter what kind of psychology they have, they will quickly deliver the things from Hall 16.
The other hall masters don't want to be like Chen Jinding and lose their men and lose face.
Meng Zhi passed the jade slip in Mosuo's hand, holding it behind his back, and stepped into the Yuzhen Temple with four square steps.
He said calmly: "Since it was sent from each hall, all of them will be accepted according to the order. Who doesn't know that my sixteenth hall is short of money and food, and there is no available manpower."
"Lord."
"In the opinion of my subordinates, the spiritual and earth resources as well as the heavenly materials and earthly treasures can be accepted. At this time, the manpower sent by the hall, are they..." Chen Zhizai said with cupped hands.
He was afraid that those people would come with various tasks. In this case, the Sixteenth Hall would become a big colander if used even slightly, and no information could be stored.
Meng Zhi raised his hand, stopped Chen Zhizai's words, and said calmly: "Don't trust the people you employ, and don't use the people you doubt. Since it's the good intentions of the various ministers, I will naturally take them, not to mention they are brothers from our Yujin Gang, not outsiders."
, it is their right to let brothers know what they should know."
"Don't worry, I won't treat you two badly."
Meng Zhi patted Chen Zhizai on the shoulder, glanced slightly sideways and said: "There is still a big gap between the two in terms of strength."
"Let's see. Next, I will focus on the cultivation of the two of you, and strive to reach the peak within ten or twenty years. When the time comes, I will take the Jieying Dan and strive for the second step of the realm."
"Tangkou Caochuang, I still need the two of you to help me."
Chen Zhizai and Feng Zhu did not expect that they would have such benefits, so they immediately bowed their hands and said, "I will obey my lord's orders."
"good."
"Let's take a walk and take a look at our fourth-level spiritual veins!"
Meng Zhi helped the two of them up and stepped into the Taoist temple laughing.
Feng Zhu put away his uneasiness. He didn't know how Meng Zhi did it, but he thought of one person, and that was Chen Zhizai who accompanied Hall Master Meng.
Therefore, he observed Chen Zhizai's attitude.
Only now did he finally look at his colleague Chen Zhizai with a puzzled expression.
He seemed to be asking him why the other hall masters gave him face like this.
Seeing Feng Zhu's eyes, Chen Zhizai shook his head slightly.
Of course he knew what the other party meant, but it was hard to explain in words.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
…
His long dark gold hair was tied up, and even his eyebrows had a hint of gold. Meng Zhi was walking like a dragon, but he looked at the fourth person, the red-haired monk who existed in the form of magic.
He felt more and more the convenience brought by strong cultivation.
It's like whatever he wants, he can get his wish.
Even other hall masters are not willing to offend him.
"Do you always think that after I have these resources, how long will it take to completely transform them?" Meng Zhi's eyes flickered, and he had his own little calculation in his heart.
He is not here to make Yu Haofeng's sword, nor is he here to strengthen and stabilize the Yujin Gang, but to use the fame and fortune of the Yujin Gang to help himself.
He also has no sense of belonging to the Yujin Gang.
Tu Shanjun frowned slightly. This child seemed a little too obsessed with power and a little impatient.
Monks with a Taoist heart will pursue the realm and Taoism, so Tushanjun did not give any advice.
He doesn't need to say much.
With Meng Zhi's current state, the only thing left is the huge spiritual stone from the Ancient Immortal Tower to run the magic elixir.
After that, Tushanjun can be asked to refine the elixir.
If it is ordinary people, it is indeed difficult to operate, but they are different.
With Yu Haofeng's relationship, the issue of materials becomes easier to deal with.
"not enough."
"To build something from scratch, you need at least one Jiazi."
Meng Zhi pondered and said: "One Jiazi is too slow."
"I don't need a force, I just need the spiritual stones of the Yujin Gang."
"as you said."
"borrow."
"Use the strength of the Yujin Gang to do your own thing."
"Earn spiritual stones with spiritual stones." After all, Tu Shanjun was also an elder of the sect. Even though he didn't take care of things, he could still see how the original sect made money.
However, he has no interest in any of these. Instead, he likes to use various arts to earn spiritual stones for himself.
In fact, no matter how much Tushanjun earns, it is still at the level of labor in exchange for spiritual stones.
…
"How about it?"
The middle-aged man in a platinum robe picked up a tea bowl.
Take a sip.
Then he smiled and looked at the person across the table.
The man was tall and slender, with a somewhat gloomy face.
Brother Yinyi held his hands, then shook his head and said: "I didn't see him, but sent him away directly. I didn't expect that he would do such a big thing to Chen Jinding. Not only did he kill Chen Jinding's venerable men, but he also left calmly.
, it is said that Chen Jinding blocked the news afterwards and did not allow anyone to talk about it."
"My subordinate's intention is to do the same thing as everyone else."
"I see."
The middle-aged man in the platinum robe put down his tea cup.
Show your face.
It is Yu Haofeng.
"I also found out about that later." Yu Haofeng nodded slightly.
He originally wanted Mengzhi to open up the Yujin Gang, but he didn't expect Mengzhi to go to war.
What surprised him the most was why Chen Jinding let Meng Zhi leave so easily given his strength in the late stages of becoming a god.
According to the tip, it was Meng Zhi who invited a supernatural figure to cut off Qi Yueshu's head with a black gold blood knife. That was all, the head was cut off, and the yin and yang gods were taken away as well.
"What do you think?"
Yu Haofeng recalled how he saw ‘Old Long’.
In his eyes, it was just a wonderful magical means. It looked miraculous, but in fact it was just the aura fluctuations in the early stages of becoming a god.
Now it seems that is not the case.
Brother Yinyi cupped his hands and said, "Although Fatty Chen is greedy, based on his strength and temper, he shouldn't be like this."
"My subordinates think that Fatty Chen is not sure of taking action to capture this person."
"A magical power that makes Chen Jinding fearful?"
If Yu Haofeng didn't care about Meng Zhi's opportunity before, now he is a little interested.
Because during his investigation, he found that Meng Zhi thirty years ago was just a mediocre Jindan master who could only make a living by doing odd jobs.
Thirty years later, he transformed into a Taoist genius. He has cultivated to the late Nascent Soul stage and may even be at the peak. He possesses the best Taoist weapons, carries a great inheritance, and possesses unpredictable supernatural powers.
Yu Haofeng suddenly frowned.
He always felt that Meng Zhi's appearance was a conspiracy.
The manipulator behind the scenes must be coveting something.
"After this incident, you can go directly to him, tell him your identity, and frankly help him advance to the realm of the Venerable." Yu Haofeng looked at the Yinyi monk.
Monk Yinyi said in surprise: "Master, you want to train him?"
Yu Haofeng continued noncommittally: "I will find someone to break the news to Chen Jinding and tell him that Meng Zhi is about to be promoted to a Venerable. Once the Taoist genius is promoted to a Venerable, Chen Jinding will eventually become the loser in this fight.
, so he must take action while Meng Zhi has not been promoted or is on the way to promotion."
"He has to believe it even if he doesn't believe it."
"What if something happens to Hall Master Meng..."
Yu Haofeng said with a gloomy face: "As long as his background is clean enough, I will keep him safe."
He wanted to see who this kid who suddenly took off was.
And why did it happen that he appeared in the Sea Whale Gang?
If Meng Zhi couldn't explain clearly, Yu Haofeng didn't mind taking action.
"Go and do it."
"Here."
…
After three months.
Bada.
There was a muffled sound.
The monk hiding in the shadow leaned out, looked coldly at the monk wearing a mask and standing in the stone hall, and said, "What is the purpose of fellow Taoist coming here?"
"Please kill someone."
"Who to kill?"
"This person."
The monk wearing a mask threw a jade slip.
Being held by a big hand.
The owner of the big hand glanced at it and sneered: "Later stage of Nascent Soul?"
"There is a Taoist body."
"The Taoist body in the late Nascent Soul is still very weak. Do fellow Taoists really want to put a bounty on this person's head at such an astonishing price?"
The owner of the big hand took another look at the jade slip. Such a price was enough to kill a real god-incarnation master, and it had to be a genius master who understood the virtual world.
The masked monk shook his head slightly: "Don't blame me for not reminding you."
"This person has magical powers that can at least threaten the mid-term venerable."
"oh?"
The owner of the big hand looked serious.
As the most rigorous and large organization, they have always been serious about intelligence and will not take it lightly just because their employer raises it.
On the contrary, they will pay more attention to this person's strength. After all, although the organization needs spiritual stones to operate, they cannot let the organization's monks die in vain.
"We took it."
The masked monk asked urgently: "How long will it take?"
"Ten-year layout."
"Ten years to close the net."
"Twenty years is too long!"
The master of the big hand looked at the masked monk, and said with a troubled expression: "This is our style of doing things. Only when we have a long layout, we rarely make mistakes. In the file, the few mistakes are mostly due to problems with the intelligence, or
There was an unexpected error."
"If fellow Taoist is really urgent, you can also ask the later Venerable to take action directly, but..."
"But what?"
"But the later Venerables are very expensive!"
"How long does it take to become a late-stage venerable?"
"It can take as long as two years, or as short as half a year."