Wu Yan had no intention of keeping Ding Chongguang from entering.
Ding Yu and others were investigating the specific things in the trough hall, but Wu Zhi and others were not investigating the pig farm.
No one believes in the pig farm. The Blackstone pigs that are very close to spiritual pigs were created by Ding Chongguang alone. They all suspect that this may be the accumulation of hundreds of years of the Blackstone Ding family. Maybe the Blackstone Ding family is the Ding family in Qinghe City who want to cultivate
It was specially divided for the spiritual pigs.
As for why the Blackstone Ding family regarded this as Ding Chongguang's achievement, it was probably because they wanted to pool their resources to cultivate a pillar, while the Qinghe City Ding family saw their contribution and acquiesced in their cooperation.
Unfortunately, all their hard work was in vain. Ding Chongguang was not enthusiastic about practice. Even though he had many enviable resources, he could only practice at the third level of Qi.
Wu Yan felt ridiculous when he learned the information about Ding Chongguang's cultivation level.
Even if you have a solid foundation, it doesn’t take so long. You can’t be running a pig farm, right?
Wu Yan had never taken Ding Chongguang seriously. Even if the latter's performance just now surprised him a little, he didn't care. It was just the usual scheming and money-splitting of big families.
How much money can you spend?
The world of spiritual cultivation still values strength, so even if he saw his subordinates' hearts trembling because of those clay pots, Wu Zhen did not do anything until this moment.
"I wonder how powerful the executive is?"
Wu Yan said, looking at Ding Chongguang with a little ridicule. He hated this kind of waste that took up a huge amount of resources.
Who doesn’t know that Ding Chongguang was practicing Qi at the third level before?
"Tang, only the most senior members of the family are qualified to be called, such as the Weapon Refining Hall, the Alchemy Hall, and the Kung Fu Hall."
"I remember that when Yu Xing first took over, the Zaozhutang was not yet qualified to be called a Tang. It was just a small and inconspicuous department, and no one wanted to manage these mundane things.
It was his arrival and in his hands that the clutter was confirmed as a church."
Ding Chongguang saw the other party's ridicule and contempt, so he was not angry. Instead, he talked to himself and recalled what happened back then.
Wu Zhen frowned slightly, feeling that Ding Chongguang was impolite, and anger arose in his heart. However, despite his rough appearance, he was quite thoughtful and knew the word "forbearance". He did not get angry immediately, just watching a show.
Anyway, chatting like this and not facing the issue of strength head-on will only make the people below him despise him even more.
This was also true. The rest of the Zagtang, who had been quite quiet and solemn at first and who valued this meeting, began to whisper.
"Isn't he afraid?"
Some people said in disbelief.
"Definitely, how can he do it with his silver gun wax head?"
"Hey, you look like a bitch, not even a man."
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"It sounds like he admires that sideshow very much?"
"Maybe they are all the same. Hey, if we really let him take power, we might not be as miserable as before!"
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It was very quiet at first, but after a second or two, they didn't see any reaction from Ding Chongguang or his people, so they had no worries.
Even if they know that there are many innate masters and practitioners present, they no longer care about it. After all, the law does not punish everyone, right?
Ding Chongguang, like those parachuted leaders in his previous life, reviewed the decades of changes in the Zagtang and reviewed the pros and cons of Yu Xing's reforms. After four or five minutes, he changed his subject and said:
"But it wasn't very smooth at first."
"His cultivation level is only at the ninth level of qi training. He has been provoked by others for three or four years in a row, and was defeated by the people who were supposed to be his subordinates in front of everyone. He has always been ignored. It is so miserable."
Ding Chongguang actually felt a bit regretful when talking about his miserable after-life.
"Oh? This kind of thing actually happened decades ago. It's really unbelievable that a person like Yu Xing could have such a time."
Wu Yan and the green-robed monk Yuan Jian were also a little surprised when they heard this. This was the first time they heard that the cunning Yuxing had such a thing, and what happened today was somewhat similar to that of the past.
He took over at a young age, and he accepted the position when his cultivation level was low, but the person in front of him was younger and his cultivation level was also lower.
Ding Chongguang nodded and said: "It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Yu Xing had a firm control of the Zaozhutang forty years ago. He couldn't let people publicize such scandals, and most of you are in your twenties or thirties."
It is naturally impossible for a foreigner who has only come here ten years to know."
Ding Chongguang had taken a liking to the Zaozhutang early, and naturally he had many secrets in his hands.
Then he looked at Wu Zhen and the people behind Wu Zhen with amusement: "Do you know what happened to the people who humiliated Yu Xing several times in the past?"
"It seems that they participated in some conspiracies that they should not have participated in, and offended the master's family. They were made into human pigs, stuffed in jars, and tortured to death. Their blood relatives are now engaged in the skin and meat business, or mining, and collecting food along the street.
Toilet empty toilet."
"Hey, it's a pity. Back then, most of the old people in the utility room had accidents, so no one could learn a lesson from them."
Ding Chongguang was talking to himself, with a bright smile as bright as the sun on his handsome face, which made everyone around him suddenly feel chilly, as if they were in a thousand-year-old ice cave, and their blood was frozen.
These words seem to be recalling the mess hall back then, but in fact they are a naked threat!
To say that he participated in a conspiracy that he shouldn't have participated in, he must have been framed by Yu Xing to end up like that!
Doesn't this mean that anyone who dares to block Ding Chongguang's way will become a human pig in the future?
No one present in the Zathu Hall has heard of these things, but there is indeed no old man from forty or fifty years ago in the Zagtang.
There is indeed one among the mainline deacons who likes to torture sinners into human beings.
In addition, the person who did these things was the notorious and notorious amateur.
All kinds of specious information revived the imprint left on their hearts by Yu Xing, making them unconsciously believe and fear.
This is the cruel imprint left by Yu Xing on people's hearts, and it is also the imprint left by the main line of the Ding family on people for generations. It is also the instinctive fear that one's destiny is controlled by one's fate and life and death cannot be controlled.
Even Qingyue and Ding Yu, who collected information for Ding Chongguang and already knew a lot of things, felt quite scared when they heard what Ding Chongguang had summarized.
Not to mention everyone in the mess hall, their legs and feet began to shake, especially those who had just said bad things about Ding Chongguang, they felt that they were not far away from turning into human pigs.
People in the world of cultivation can still live for a long time, and there are more torture methods that can be used. No one wants to be like that in the future.
A few people further away secretly retreated, not even wanting the clay pots.
Ding Chongguang observed the changes in the destiny in the fortune book and knew that his speech was not in vain.
Compared with money, verbal intimidation combined with status can make others value you more and increase the amount of controllable luck.
This is also thanks to Yu Xing's prestige in the sundry hall in the past, otherwise it really wouldn't have such a good effect.
Of course, using strength, or force blessed by luck, can convince everyone more simply and quickly, but he is not a casual cultivator who can defy heaven alone.
In order to better play the role of the destiny book, he is farming and raising his family. These people will be his foundation in the future. He still has to be a little more serious and put in some effort to achieve better results in the future.
Thinking like this, after the surroundings became cold for nearly a minute, Ding Chongguang said again:
"Hey, who asked me about my strength just now? Do you want to compete with me?"