Sun Bianfei looked nonchalant and followed Song Zheng carelessly: "Sir, I would say you are too cautious. We have so many peak ancestors walking sideways across Yuezhou. No matter what Ma Hongsheng's plan is.
Crush him over and capture him. You can do whatever you want with him... Speaking of manipulating people, Zeng Qianhu and Long Yiwei are good at it. I'll give you some advice another day."
He is the pinnacle ancestor of the Liu family. After the incident in Yuzhou, Liu Shiyuan hired him with a lot of money.
Last time he was responsible for protecting Uncle Liu when he went to Huzhou, but was injured by the goddess Jiang on the way. Later Liu Chengfei came to plead for mercy, and Song Zheng took action to cure him.
His name is gentle and elegant, but he is a carefree person, and his Yin Shen cultivation is average. No wonder he was almost killed by the Goddess Jiang Yi's wild god explosion.
Song Zheng needed help for this operation, so he volunteered. But he still had a temperament that cared about food rather than fighting, which made Song Zheng secretly amused: This old man can become the top ancestor because of his unlucky luck.
The carriage was driving slowly on the streets of Yuezhou. It looked very ordinary. It was still some distance away from Qingyue Tower. Song Zheng couldn't help but smile and asked: "Mr. Sun, how did you become the ancestor?"
Sun Bianfei didn't care and said: "I am actually confused myself. When I first started, my master shook his head at me and said that I had a loose temper and was not suitable for practicing Taoism.
I can also see that he actually doesn’t want to accept me as his apprentice, but he has no choice. When he was in trouble three hundred years ago, he happened to pass by our house. At that time, our family was a big family in the local area. My grandfather looked at him.
It was pitiful, so we took him in. He recovered from his injuries and left at our house. When he left, he left a blood oath jade talisman and promised to come back in the future and accept a descendant of our family as a disciple.
As a result, it happened to be my turn, and my father was a prodigal son who ruined all his ancestors' huge family property. He only remembered this before he died, so he used the Blood Oath and Jade Talisman to invite my master.
My master came and took a look and found that my benefactor's house was in such a state of ruin. My father was about to die again and there was no one to take care of me. He couldn't shirk it, so he took me back to the mountain."
Having said this, Patriarch Sun Bianfei not only did not feel embarrassed, but also seemed proud of himself, clearly feeling like "I can't do anything about that, old man."
Song Zheng couldn't help but smile, and Zeng Qianhu and others around him also couldn't laugh or cry.
"But it's strange. My master is Mingtong Tianzun. He has a total of sixteen disciples, and I am the youngest one. Before me, there were many talented people among the senior brothers and sisters, but the master also said,
The mental method we have inherited has some flaws, and the highest level we can reach is Master’s level.
But I am an exception. I have practiced Taoism for forty years and have already reached the same level as Master.
The cultivation barriers that are difficult for brothers and sisters to pass through always pass by me inexplicably, which makes me very helpless.
Later, I don’t know what happened, but I somehow broke through to my ancestor. My master looked at me weirdly at that time, hahaha. He always suspected that I was some kind of old monster who took over my body and was reborn, pretending to be a pig and eating tigers.
Under his sect, he secretly inspected me several times. Unwilling to give up, he went out and invited some friends with higher cultivation levels to test me.
The way my senior brothers and sisters looked at me was even more wrong. They actually took good care of me at first, but later they didn't like to chat with me very much.
In fact, speaking of it, it only took me a hundred years from the time I started practicing Taoism to becoming the pinnacle ancestor. When I became the pinnacle ancestor, Master couldn't bear it anymore and kicked me off the mountain."
It was only then that he seemed a little disappointed: "Well, actually the mountain is quite nice. You don't have to spend money on anything. But when you go down the mountain, you will have to pay two cents for a sip of tea."
Song Zheng's curiosity aroused, and while he still had some time, he asked him one by one about the specific experiences of every time he passed through the cultivation pass and every time he improved his realm. Then he and others in Zeng Qianhu were dumbfounded: Sun Bianfei was definitely lucky.
He is the kind of person who defies nature. He always gets through by accident, or he gets some magical medicine by chance, or the master just happens to have a treasure suitable for him, and no one else can use it, or someone clearly knows that
He had evil intentions, but his bad intentions turned into good deeds, allowing him to break through.
The most outrageous time was the time when he broke through to the Heavenly Lord. He was in seclusion in a cave, trapped in his state of mind, and could not achieve enlightenment for a long time.
Suddenly, the weather in the mountain suddenly changed, with lightning and thunder, and heavy rain pouring down. A bolt of thunder fell, almost collapsing the cave he was in. However, he was shocked by this, and instead of going crazy, he felt like he had been given a wake-up call.
Breakthrough!
To say that the qualifications of a genius are unique, his incredible luck is simply unparalleled.
Song Zheng is a person who has experienced heavenly fire and understands the meaning of luck better than anyone else. He said sincerely: "Sir, if you don't mind it, just follow me in the future."
Sun Bianfei didn't understand what it meant to have Mr. Song personally invite him. He said in a confused manner: "The Liu family has given me money, and I have to work for the Liu family. If that little girl Liu Chengfei keeps following you, I will too."
I have to follow you all the time."
Zeng Qianhu sighed: Although he is not an ancestor, his heart is as simple as the long-term workers in my family manor.
Qi Bingchen stared at Sun Bianfei for a while and asked, "How many years has it been since Mr. Sun came down the mountain?"
"A few years ago," he said with embarrassment, "Master was not very happy when I came down the mountain. He forgot to prepare some money for me. I told people that I was the peak ancestor, but no one believed me. I can't be just with everyone.
The explosion of aura proved it to others, so... Hehe, the first few years were actually quite miserable, but luckily I met Liu Shiyuan. Let me calculate, this is the third year."
"How old were you when you started practicing Buddhism?"
"Nine years old."
"It took a hundred years to become the peak ancestor, and it took three years to come down the mountain. So you are not yet one hundred and twenty years old this year?"
Sun Bianfei nodded: "Yes."
Qi Bingchen laughed dryly and finally found a psychological balance: "Your Excellency, you look older than me. I am nine hundred and ninety-nine years old."
Sun Bianfei touched the wrinkles on his face and said helplessly: "I'm also very surprised, why do I look so much older than others..."
Li Sanyan, who was acting as a driver outside, said softly: "Sir, we are here."
Qingyue Tower is seven stories high, and the three main buildings are connected by a 30-foot-spanning wooden corridor. Only cultivation methods can create such a wonder.
It was the time when the lanterns were first turned on, and the restaurant's business was booming. There was a lot of traffic outside, and there were singing and dancing birds to greet guests. But the central main building seemed very leisurely. On the contrary, the carriages parked in front of the door were more luxurious than the other, which showed the wealth of the owner.
When Ma Hongsheng wanted to treat a guest, Qingyue Tower did not dare to neglect it, and specially cleared out the most noble main building. There were government soldiers guarding it inside and outside, and the defense was tight.
Someone from the Long Yi Guard was secretly watching, and came up to report: "Sir, Ma Hongsheng has already entered, and the banquet is in progress."
Song Zheng ordered: "Find a secluded alley nearby."
"Yes." Li Sanyan agreed and drove the carriage into a deep alley. There was no one here.
Song Zheng stood up and looked up at Qingyue Tower.
boom……
In the dark, the Yin God's thunder was launched, but there was no ripple. Song Zheng looked at the entire Qingyue Tower with the Void Divine Town, and clearly saw that there were three peak ancestors in the entire Qingyue Tower.
One of them is in the main building in the center and should be Ma Hongsheng's personal bodyguard. The other two are drinking in the main buildings on both sides. It is impossible to tell whether they are deliberately ambush and waiting for someone to come.
On the contrary, among the carriages outside the building, there were actually two peak ancestors, who should be the powerful men invited by the wealthy businessmen.
Ma Hongsheng was surrounded by people, socializing with each other, and nothing seemed suspicious.
Song Zheng closed his eyes and sat back. Sun Bianfei was impatient and asked, "Sir, when will we take action?" Song Zheng opened his eyes again and smiled: "Sir, please be patient, now is not the time."
This banquet did not last long. After about an hour, Ma Hongsheng found an excuse to leave. Although the wealthy businessmen felt cold in their hearts: they bought Mr. Zhou Mu for several hundred million yuan in jade, but on the surface they were still human beings.
The man was enthusiastic and sent Ma Hongsheng off with a smile.
When he went downstairs, the shopkeeper of Qingyue Building followed him step by step until he was delivered to the door. Ma Hongsheng got on the carriage, and the two other peak ancestors who were having drinks in the other two main buildings also left with him, secretly protecting the carriage.
The five hundred soldiers he brought scattered around and cleared the streets to clear the way for Lord Zhou Mu.
Song Zheng nodded and said, "Follow me."
Master Zhou Mu lives in the government office. The street in front of the government office is wide and empty. No one dares to come there during the day, and not even a ghost is seen at night.
Song Zheng suddenly stood up, his spirit overflowed, and his strength exploded.
boom
He punched out in the air, and the dark power rolling behind him was hidden in the dark night. Under the explosion of the wild god, the bodies of the three peak ancestors around Ma Hongsheng were shaken, and they fell into chaos and couldn't move for a while. Ma Hongsheng was only in the Fate Realm.
Even though he was at the peak of his cultivation, he had not yet reached the Yin Shen level, and his soul was shattered by this punch. Before he died, he only had time to think of one thought: The Marquis didn't tell me that Song Zheng still had this skill.
The soldiers were lying crumpled, and the whole street was eerily quiet.
This scene is actually very strange, because the wild god explosion directly targets the soul and the Yin God, and the violent explosion sound at the Yin God level is actually silent in the real world.
Looking from a distance, on the empty long street, five hundred soldiers suddenly fell down uniformly, and several horses pulling the cart also collapsed on the ground, foaming at the mouth.
Song Zheng walked out of the carriage, and the other peak ancestors flew out, each controlling the three peak ancestors who were protecting Ma Hongsheng.
Song Zheng took his hand, caught Ma Hongsheng and went back, got into his carriage, held up a ball of sapphire blue distraction in his hands, like a burning blue lotus fire, and slowly fell towards Ma Hongsheng's eyebrows.