"Zhang Zhi, when you see them later, try to be more polite.
After all, they are all my old friends from the past."
Zuo Qiulong led Gu Zhangzhi to the underground palace where several ancient cultivators were.
However, before entering, Zuo Qiulong specifically reminded Gu Zhangzhi.
He knew that Gu Zhangzhi had a lot of dissatisfaction with his old friends.
Especially last time, some of my old friends accepted the energy liquid, but they did nothing, and they were very unkind.
"Zhang Zhi, after all, my friends don't have long to live.
Fighting fiercely with others will damage your lifespan, so be patient..." Zuo Qiulong sighed.
Gu Zhangzhi said in a low voice: "Master, what happened before is in the past, and I have no intention of pursuing it.
But I came here this time to ask about Mr. Su, and I just hope that the matter has nothing to do with them."
Zuo Qiulong nodded and said, "I will ask about this later."
Later, Zuo Qiulong took Gu Zhangzhi into the underground palace.
In the main hall of the underground palace.
Boss Du, Wu Chunzi and others were all sitting on the ground in a state of silence, as if they were not surprised by the arrival of Zuo Qiulong and Gu Zhangzhi.
"Qiu Long, you are such a rare visitor! In the past two years, you have rarely had time to come to our place."
Mr. Du smiled and asked Zuo Qiulong to take a seat.
When Zuo Qiulong heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Others were unwilling to help Gu Zhangzhi, but as a master, he couldn't just let it go. He had been helping Gu Zhangzhi control the Martial God Army for the past two years, so he naturally spent less time with his old friends.
"Boss Du, I brought Zhang Zhi here today because I have something I want to ask everyone."
Zuo Qiulong said.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his head, Boss Du waved his hand and interrupted: "If there's anything else, we'll talk about it later. It's rare for you to come over today, so let's have a drink together first.
Come here, serve the wine!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful woman walked out carrying a drink.
Not only that, there was also a dancer dressed in light gauze who gracefully walked into the hall and started dancing.
"Qiu Long, don't be stunned, sit down quickly, we have been friends for so many years, why should we be cautious?"
Mr. Du laughed and said.
Zuo Qiulong looked a little helpless. He glanced at Gu Zhangzhi and found that his disciple's face was indeed dark.
"Zhang Zhi, things are not urgent at this moment, so please sit down first."
Zuo Qiulong pulled Gu Zhangzhi.
After all, this is the kindness of old friends, and I can't seem too unkind.
Gu Zhangzhi's eyelids twitched, and then he sat down next to Zuo Qiulong without saying a word.
He was really angry.
These old guys, who previously accepted the energy liquid but did nothing to help the Martial God Army share the pressure and tide over the difficulties together, actually had the leisure to build such a magnificent underground palace, collect beauties and wine, and watch singing and dancing.
However, due to Master's reputation, he couldn't say much.
"Huh!"
Zuo Qiulong watched the dance for a while, and suddenly his face showed surprise.
Because these dancers actually danced the flying fairy dance that was very popular in the ancient cultivation era!
However, this dance requires very high physical fitness of the dancers. The body must be extremely soft and even able to snake like a snake.
There are even some ultra-difficult movements that cannot be performed by normal humans at all. Only female warriors with a certain level of cultivation and physical fitness that have reached at least the level of a master can do it.
But now, these dancers can control them easily and change their postures at will.
"Boss Du, these are ordinary people, why..." Zuo Qiulong felt that he had guessed wrong, but he was not sure.
Wu Chunzi smiled and said: "These are indeed ordinary people. Under normal circumstances, they naturally cannot dance the charm of Feixian Dance. However, a few of us took action to wash and cleanse their bodies with spiritual power and stimulate their physical activity.
It allows them to maintain their bodies in an excellent state within a certain period of time and have the capital to perform the Feixian Dance."
When Zuo Qiulong heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he did not speak.
Gu Zhangzhi couldn't bear it.
I asked a few old guys to help me, pushing and pushing, but now they are willing to spend their spiritual energy to baptize the bodies of several dancers, just hoping that they can dance better.
Absolutely ridiculous!
"Seniors, I have something else to attend to, so I can't accompany you all to enjoy the dance music here.
I came here with Master this time, and I just want to ask you one thing, and I hope some seniors can give me a reply."
Gu Zhangzhi stood up from his seat and spoke in a stiff tone.
"Um?"
Several ancient cultivators frowned slightly.
Wu Chunzi said displeasedly: "Zuo Qiulong, what's going on with your disciple?
Are you talking to us with this attitude?"
"It's really no big or small!"
Several other old men also looked dissatisfied.
On the other hand, Mr. Du, who was sitting in the middle, didn't care too much. He made a gesture of pressing down with his hands. After calming everyone down, he looked at Gu Zhangzhi and asked with a smile: "What do you want to ask, just tell me."
Gu Zhangzhi did not beat around the bush and asked directly: "Junior would like to know whether any of the seniors have taken action against Su Yun's disciple in the past few days?"
"Zhangzhi!"
Zuo Qiulong quickly gave Gu Zhangzhi a warning and told him to pay attention to his attitude.
However, Gu Zhangzhi seemed not to notice, staring straight at Mr. Du and others.
Boss Du glanced at the white-haired old man and said, "Yun Zhongshan, you can speak for yourself."
The old white-haired Taoist shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "That's what happened. I happened to meet that girl when I went out before and had a fight with her."
Hearing his direct admission, not to mention Gu Zhangzhi, even Zuo Qiulong frowned: "Brother Zhongshan, haven't I warned you a long time ago not to provoke that Su Yun person?
To his disciples..."
The old white-haired Taoist curled his lips and interrupted: "Zuo Qiulong, why are you so timid now?
That Su Yun is just a young boy who was lucky enough to get a powerful inheritance. He is not even a fraction of our age, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
Forget about touching his disciples, I want to touch him himself!"
Zuo Qiulong felt angry.
He only thought that this was a momentary lie made by the white-haired old man, and reminded: "Brother Zhongshan, you can just make a joke like this in front of me in private, but never tell it outside."
The white-haired old man sneered and did not respond.
"Boss Du, please advise..." Zuo Qiulong originally wanted Boss Du and others to also give some advice to the white-haired old man, but as soon as he said his words, he saw the others looking at him with a meaningful look.
Look at yourself.
Zuo Qiulong's heart suddenly pounded.
"Boss Du, you, you...could it be..." Zuo Qiulong's eyes widened and he felt his throat was tight, unable to say the rest of the sentence.