Looking at the thin figure patrolling back and forth among the treasures, picking out treasures that can make any innate or even a strong master's heart flutter, I felt sighs, fears, admiration, and all kinds of complicated emotions. Summit 23S.
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Once upon a time, a mere artistic conception warrior was able to fight against the envoys of the temples in this way. Not only did he do it, but he also made the other party give in.
While silently observing, all acquaintances secretly exchanged various information about Wu Ming, and finally came to the conclusion that this was an unscrupulous lunatic!
Only a madman can scold the Holy Envoy for using chicken feathers as arrows, and even dare to shout and beat the drum at every turn.
If this is not the case, is it possible to regard the saints as servants who can come and go at a moment's notice, and can be summoned by just beating the drum?
But Wu Ming was different. Apart from the identity of King Wu of the Song Dynasty, and the mysterious veil that everyone could not figure out, just being protected by the Xuansheng Ancestor was enough to make anyone afraid.
Inferring from this, beating the Dengwen drum may really attract inquiries from the saints!
The saint has a heavenly body and a peaceful mind below, and An Ruyu and others have selfish motives, which cannot be hidden from the saints who are like fire-seeers and can see everything clearly.
If this kind of thing gets too big, no one will look good on it, and the saints can't afford to lose face, so it's a foregone conclusion that An Ruyu will give in.
If you don't borrow the donkey from Poxia, you can imagine the consequences!
Of course, for Wu Ming, working for the Xuansheng Ancestor for this matter is also not worth the gain. In the eyes of such beings, these are just trivial side issues. Who can guarantee that the ancestor will not be dissatisfied because of this?
"Little friend Wu Wang, can you help me keep that Ganlan sacred herb? If the Hunyuan Sect causes trouble, I can mediate between them!"
"My disciple is in urgent need of Qingyang Longhua to stabilize the power of the cauldron. If King Wu is willing to help, I can work hard for you!"
"The golden gall and thorn fruit is the top foundation elixir. King Wu no longer needs it. Can you sell it to me? I owe you a favor!"
While Wu Ming was picking and choosing, more than a dozen messages came to his ears, which were all about a certain important treasure, elixir, refined material, mysterious weapon, treasure weapon, etc. in this batch of treasures.
Either implicit threats, hidden good intentions, coercion or inducements, etc., these beings say it seems to be a matter of course.
Wu Ming was looked after by the ancestor Xuan Sheng, so it was true that people were afraid of him. However, he had provoked the four great sects of the earth and had enmity with the envoys of the temple. While people were afraid of his madness, some people naturally thought he was arrogant and ignorant.
Of course, more people think they have seen through Wu Ming. If he is smarter, he should put down his arrogance at this time and accept these "good intentions". Only in this way can he protect himself in the subsequent revenge.
Wu Ming ignored this and even sneered at it. With his experience, how could he not know what these people were planning?
Nothing more than a white wolf with empty gloves!
Helping to mediate, owing favors, and talking about conciliation are all empty promises, treating him as a soft persimmon!
Being kind to others and accepting good karma can certainly provide temporary relief, but if something really happens, will these people come forward?
As a result, Wu Ming completely turned a deaf ear to the humiliating and angry snorts, and turned a deaf ear to them. In the end, he didn't even bother to do anything anymore and just let Wu Fu choose. He closed his five senses and closed his eyes to rest.
In fact, Wu Ming had made a plan about what treasures to leave behind when he was in Youxia Ridge, but he was still a little unsure. After picking out the ones he believed to be worth, Wu Fu would choose the rest.
When they saw each piece of valuable treasure being put into Wu Ming's pocket, the faces of An Ruyu and the others could no longer be described as ugly, especially the rare treasure from heaven and earth, the Ancient Rhyme Sword Stone, and they almost couldn't help but scold them again.
If he knew that Wu Ming only took out two pieces, including the five-color fire orchid, there were four pieces of heaven and earth spiritual roots in his hand, who knows how angry he would be.
What makes him even more unbearable is that this time the saints showed mercy and made an exception to allow the first place to get 50%. It fell into the hands of a "waste" like Wu Ming. It was a waste of natural resources.
When the value was close to half, An Ruyu finally couldn't help but jump out and arbitrarily took away all the treasures. Of course, he did not forget to focus on the few warriors who hid the treasures secretly.
Perhaps in order to vent his anger, but also to restore his dignity, he directly killed the three of them in front of everyone and confiscated the proceeds.
These people didn't have much background, or their background wasn't enough to make An Ruyu change her mind. They could only watch with helpless eyes, afraid to speak out when they were angry, and they had to be obedient and careful.
"Hmph, a useless person dares to secretly hide a holy medicine like Golden Horned Lotus. The saints have devoted themselves and devoted themselves to the human race. If your conscience is still intact, you should dedicate it to the saints! I also respect you as a man, and I will treat you with all my heart.
The crimes committed in Youxialing should be treated with a wide margin!"
When everyone was about to leave the side hall, Zhu Zhenming couldn't help but threaten.
An Ruyu's eyes lit up, and she was about to stop and see how Wu Ming expressed his stance, but when she saw Wu Ming's expression, her heart skipped a beat.
"The Xuanjian Sect's martial arts is profound and profound, why not dedicate it to the entire human race and enhance the strength of the human race? This is a great achievement, why not do it?
Come to think of it, not only the warriors of the entire human race are grateful for the martial arts of the Xuanjian Sect, but the saints will also be rewarded heavily!"
Wu Ming's cold expression made Zhu Zhenming's expression stagnant, as if he had eaten a fly and felt sick.
"Our Xuanjian Sect is originally open to all human races in China and recruits disciples. The martial arts in the sect has always been open to all disciples. Anyone who has the ability can acquire it. Unlike some people, who are narrow-minded, selfish, and have a human face and an animal heart!"
A tall old man beside him said coldly.
"Oh, if the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, I have learned a lot!"
Wu Ming grinned and followed Wu Fu away without looking back, but he was worried in his heart. After all, Jiang is still too old!
Zhu Zhenming's thoughts were unreasonable, but the elder of the Xuanjian Sect was not able to do so. He easily reversed the situation and counterattacked.
"Huh, sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"
The tall old man's eyes flashed coldly, and he left with a puff of his sleeves.
"Wu Ming, if you kill my inner disciple of Hunyuan Sect, we will not let it go!"
Qiu Tianpu threatened in a cold voice.
"Oh, then let Qiu Qianfeng come to me!"
Wu Minghun said indifferently.
"snort!"
Qiu Tianpu's face was livid with anger, but knowing that there was nothing he could do about it at this time, Wu Ming left angrily.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for taking care of me in Youxia Ridge!"
Yang Bingnian led several people to come closer and thanked him.
"Shibo, you're so polite. It's just a little effort. Besides, Brother Yang and I hit it off immediately, so we should take care of each other!"
Different from his previous arrogance, Wu Ming at this time was quite shy and respectful.
"Haha, okay, okay, when you have time in the future, come to Tangyin City as a guest!"
Yang Bingnian laughed and said.
"Hu'er said that you must be the first in a battle. You are unparalleled in bravery and resourcefulness. I hope that one day, I can join hands with you to fight against the demons and barbarians!"
Wang Peng praised.
"I have never had the chance to thank Uncle Shi for saving my life back then. These are all things I should do!"
Wu Ming said sincerely.
"We are waiting for you in the army!"
Wang Peng nodded, his smile faded, he patted Wu Ming's shoulder in various ways, and he and Yang Bingnian took the lead, leaving everyone alone time.
"Go to my house later and take the things away!"
Wu Ming whispered.
With many powerful people around, he is not afraid of being spied on or overheard. Even if he hears it, it doesn't matter. No one knows what he is going to give, as long as he is not caught with evidence.
Yang and Wang opened their mouths, and their thousands of words turned into a word of thanks.
The group went straight to Prince Wu's Mansion. Since Wu Ming was seriously injured, they did not stay any longer. They chatted for a few words, thanked him and left.
As for Chen Yuehua and Shen Xiaolan, they never had a chance to get close to each other, and when they came out, Liu Yixue had long disappeared!
"How is the young master injured?"
Once the outsiders left, Wu Fu could no longer hold back his worries.
"Uncle Fu, don't worry. Although the injury is so serious, it is a bit unexpected, but it is also expected. I did it on purpose!"
Wu Ming did not hide anything, and went straight to tell him one by one what he had learned during his several months of traveling to Youxia Ridge.
"So, the young master is confident that he can reach the second level of Fudozon?"
Although Wu Fu breathed a sigh of relief, he still asked.
He had also read "Fudo Ming Wang Zun" and was sure it was correct, so he dared to let Wu Ming practice it. He was well aware of the profoundness and difficulty of this technique.
"There is indeed no problem, we just need a few more pills and treasures to help!"
Wu Ming smiled.
"Master, Mr. Jia Liushao and Mr. Donghu are here to visit!"
Before Wu Fu could inquire carefully, Sun Shanwu came to report.
"You came to your door so quickly?"
Wu Ming frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows and nodded slightly.
After a short while, the chubby Jia Zhengjing and Li Donghu, who was elegant yet a bit carefree, arrived hand in hand as if they had agreed.
Both of them were regular customers of the palace, so they naturally took their seats without any courtesy.
"I heard that the prince has gained a lot in Youxia Ridge and has achieved great success in alchemy. I hope the prince will give me those elixirs to refine!"
Li Donghu directly explained his intention.
Wu Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at Li Donghu, and his eyes fell behind him on Chai Wei, who had a slightly embarrassed face and was twisting the corner of his clothes uneasily.
"What are you doing? You want to take advantage of my apprentice?"
Li Donghu said fiercely.
"Master!"
Chai Wei said shyly.
"This will never happen again!"
Wu Ming didn't give him any face.
Chai Wei's delicate body trembled, her pretty face turned pale and she lowered her head.
"You little Wu, who are you going to stage the show for? Teacher's destiny is greater than heaven. I asked her to pass on the message. What do you want to do?"
Li Donghu's face darkened and he patted the table, as if he was afraid of whom.
Obviously, he was able to know about Wu Ming's return so quickly. Although he knew the date of Youxia Ridge's closure, he would not have come to the door by such a coincidence without Chai Wei's message.
As for Jia Zhengjing, he had naturally been planning the day and waiting, and someone in the palace had also summoned him, because he provided most of the funds for the activities of the underground forces in Prince Wu's palace.
Whatever good Wu Ming has, I will naturally think of him.
Jia Zhengjingquan pretended not to notice the confrontation between the two, as if they were having a falling out. The old man was drinking tea, and even Honglian smiled and took Chai Wei, who was about to cry, aside to whisper.
I don't know what was said, but the little girl's expression changed continuously, and finally she burst into laughter, and secretly made a face at Wu Ming, quite aggrieved.
"Things are mine, people are mine, what do you want me to do?"
Wu Ming wasn't angry either. He took some time to stretch out his clothes. Although he looked sick, he looked calm and calm.