After a long time of fussing, the old man in front of me suddenly staged this drama for himself?
Not only Chen Tian couldn't hold himself any longer, but everyone also looked at each other, what's going on?
Is there anyone who talks like this?
There was an awkward silence in the middle hall.
"...Zongzhu Meng's temperament is indeed upright. He said it very well. Don't say it next time."
Chen Tian held back a sentence for a long time.
After hearing this, Tong Ruoran burst into laughter. After everyone calmed down, they also burst into laughter.
The chaotic play caused the green tiles to rustle, followed by laughter.
Meng Liangjun knelt in the hall, his face flushed, and he wanted to slap himself in the face. What he did just now was too stupid! "Holy Lord..." "It's not that I'm not trying to live up to my duty, but the green dragon rune pattern is really too complicated.
, there is no such outstanding pattern maker in Fenjin Villa!"
Meng Liangjun complained ramblingly, peeking at Chen Tian's face, which showed no anger, and then said: "If we only make elm spears, Fenjin Villa can produce hundreds of pieces a day, ah no, thousands of pieces are no problem!"
"What do I need a mortal weapon for?"
Chen Tian smiled and waved his hand, telling him to get up and not to be extremely frightened.
In fact, Chen Tian had seen Fan Changxiang's Coiling Dragon Spear technique in detail, and felt that the martial arts was quite exquisite, but it would be okay for disciples with natural talents to learn it, but it would take at least ten years for disciples with lower qualifications to see results.
But do you have ten years?
He didn't want to wait until October! So he thought it would be better to practice a simpler and fastest-effective weapon based on the Panlong Sect's military formation - Mo Dao.
This thing can reduce ten levels with one force. As long as the strength is strong enough and combined with the military formation, it will definitely be astonishingly powerful.
The spear is like a dragon and the sword is like a tiger.
The dragon follows the clouds, the tiger follows the wind.
If another white tiger talisman is drawn for Mo Dao, combined with the martial spirit, and thousands of people work together to cast it, the monks in the Lingtai realm must also weigh the power of the sword wind tigers, right?
At the same time, the forging of the Mo Dao and the carving of the White Tiger Rune are much simpler than the Azure Dragon Spear.
As long as Fenjin Villa puts more thought into forging two or three hundred more handles, it will be time to become familiar with the process and mass-produce it.
Chen Tian made up his mind, but was not in a hurry to make arrangements immediately because the banquet was not over yet and he had important things to announce.
So he stood up and pressed his palms softly.
The hall then fell silent.
"Everyone, I intend to build a large city near Xianyin Pavilion, at the foot of Luwu Mountain, to accommodate common people."
"Jie Shi, you can also set up the sect branch here to save yourself from running back and forth and wasting your legs."
Chen Tian's move was not a sudden whim.
Arranging the civilians was one thing, but more importantly, he just felt that although there was no obstacle to ordering everyone now, it was still not going well in name. An organization was needed to integrate the thirty sects of the Northern Territory.
Even though this city has not been officially completed, it will be much more convenient in the future if its name is placed here.
Everyone is not a fool. Of course they know the significance of setting up the branch in the new city. This time, Fan Sheng does not need to take the lead. Everyone immediately knelt down and paid homage: "I have met the Lord of the City!"
"I've met the city lord!"
After the roaring tsunami, Li Jie suddenly realized something was wrong and shouted loudly: "May I ask the city lord, what is the name of the new city?"
Chen Tian was startled.
He only planned the general direction, but he really didn't think about these details in detail.
Chen Tian turned to look at Tong Ruoran beside him: "What do you think is a good name?
Let’s talk about it.”
"Yongkang is prosperous, Taiji and the people are safe."
Tong Ruoran pondered for a moment and then blurted out: "Let's call the new city Yongtai, how about it?"
"very good."
Chen Tian smiled slightly, feeling that the sect master of Xianyin Pavilion was becoming more and more like him, and in just two or three hours, he was already in step with him.
Whether she is sincere or just trying to please herself, as long as she has the people in mind, it is a very good sign.
Chen Tian nodded slightly.
After announcing the name of the new city, he invited everyone to continue eating, and he took Fan and his son and Meng Liangjun to the post house and school grounds down the mountain.
at the same time.
Thousands of miles away, the Yin family in the Northern Territory was also holding a grand banquet.
The young patriarch Yin Pingxian led all his direct descendants and waited anxiously at the pass of Daigui Mountain. Although the sun was extremely strong, no one dared to hold an umbrella for shade.
There was a sense of impatience in the huge team, and he ordered people to check it from time to time, for fear of missing any information.
Yin Pingxian paced back and forth, beads of sweat soaked his temples, and his heart was trembling.
Originally, the Yin family in the Northern Territory was located in a remote area, and they usually only sent people to pay their respects to their ancestors in the Central Territory during New Years and holidays, and they rarely interacted with each other at other times.
Yin Pingxian was happy to sit firmly as the head of the family and live freely, but this comfortable life was broken half a month ago! Not to mention that the ancestral tomb was found in the Northern Territory, and it damn collapsed. Not to mention, there were also risks in it.
A god of death appeared, and he easily seriously injured two Yin family seniors with just a few moves.
Damn it! These two are the biological brothers of the head of the Yin family! Yin Pingxian doesn’t need to ask, he can also imagine the anger of his ancestors after receiving the news. They will definitely dispatch elites to come to the Beiyu family to regain face! But this is the case
Once there is a commotion, will my stable life last long?
What's more, the disciple sent from the ancestral family this time is a talent that the Yin family has rarely seen in thousands of years - Yin Jianye! He is famous for his ability to do things, the city is quite deep, and the Hai clan army in southern Xinjiang is pressing down, but he is forced to
Just open your mouth to persuade him to retreat.
It can be seen from this that his talent and talent are not in vain.
The more Yin Pingxian thought about it, the more he felt that his good days were over.
As soon as this talented person comes, he will definitely be behind him. Needless to say, he will stand aside, but if he is not as satisfied as he wants, it is extremely possible to be dismissed on the spot.
Moreover, according to the news coming back from the ancestral family, Elder Wuying is very optimistic about Yin Jianye and seems to intend to train him to be the next head of the family.
From this point of view, Yin Jianye must be extremely interested in Chentian's affairs. He will definitely earn this great contribution by exhausting the Yin family's wealth in the Northern Territory! Alas - Yin Pingxian let out a long sigh.
"Has the Young Master's motorcade arrived?"
When Yin Pingxian saw the messenger shaking his head, he waved his hand and looked again, but as soon as he took two or three steps, he called out to the disciple again: "Where is that damn ghost owl?"
Don't let him get close!"
"If we let him interfere with the Jie Feng Banquet, we won't even be able to save our heads!"
Hearing the word "Ghost Owl", the disciple's eyes clearly flashed with fear, and he was obviously frightened by the rumors.
About the day before yesterday, a mysterious killer suddenly appeared in the vast Dai Guishan, specifically targeting the Yin family's children who were out for training.
In just two or three days, hundreds of people were killed, and the end was extremely tragic.
No one had their muscles and bones broken, and twelve meridians were cut. The techniques were as cruel as the hell of Hell.
at the same time.
According to the images returned from the life cards of the murdered children, this man enjoyed the blood-soaked torture and bursts of laughter, which was even more creepy than the night owl's strange screams.
That's why the Yin clan in the Northern Territory called him Ghost Owl, and he was extremely fearful, because all the disciples who were sent to pursue him, even masters in the Lingtai realm, would either die tragically or be seriously injured.
Can this fucking thing not make people scared?
Therefore, Yin Pingxian was extremely worried about this elusive killer, risking his life to break into the reception banquet and attack Yin Jianye who had come from afar.
He was not worried about Yin Jianye being assassinated, because as the young master of the Yin family, he must have top experts around him.
But if he is frightened, he, the little clan leader, will definitely be accused of being incompetent in protecting his land. Who can bear this?
Yin Pingxian is worried.
Another wave of messenger disciples suddenly responded and just finished speaking in his ear.
Yin Pingxian's expression suddenly changed, and he said in shock: "Is this true?"
"Reporting to the master of the family, it is absolutely true!"
