Chapter 1862 You kneel down and kowtow a few times
Zhang Shanjiu saw Li Mingye at a glance, saw the senior executives of Dongchang next to Li Mingye, and saw faces that were both familiar and unfamiliar.
During his ten thousand years, these faces would flash back in his dreams from time to time, but some of them had gradually become blurred. Only Li Mingye and Zhang Shanjiu would never forget them.
He was able to survive, and now he was able to become the Holy Master. Li Mingye played an extremely crucial role in his life.
"Commander He, where are they from?"
Li Mingye walked to He Baiyan and stopped. While looking at He Dongcheng and others, he asked lightly.
"That's right. Do you remember my nephew?"
He Baiyan nodded slightly.
Nephew?
Li Mingye looked at He Dongcheng for a while, then shook his head, he really had no impression.
There were so many geniuses in the Su Kingdom back then, and only the few who stood out in particular could be remembered by him. He Dongcheng was once just an ordinary person.
"Dong Cheng, I have met my second uncle."
He Dongcheng slowly took a step forward, cupped his fists and saluted He Baiyan.
"Second uncle?"
Kong Haoran was stunned.
This powerful man who is suspected of being the Holy Lord is actually He Baiyan’s nephew?
What's going on?
Kong Haoran didn't know the situation in the Holy Land, so naturally he couldn't guess what the current situation was.
"No need to be polite."
He Baiyan said calmly: "The Holy Emperor told me something about your stay in the Land of the Holy Fall. Your wings are hard and you can betray the Holy Lord. Naturally, I am not worthy of being your second uncle. I, the He family,
Nor is it worthy of you, a disciple of the Holy Master."
He Dongcheng's expression changed several times.
The Sun-Eating Saint had been standing aside, and he finally guessed something based on the clues.
"The speed of time in the Land of Holy Fall is actually different from that in the outside world! No wonder when the Land of Holy Fall opens, the landscape of the mountains and rivers will undergo such a huge change..." The Sun-Swallowing Saint was filled with surprise and uncertainty.
He deduced that He Dongcheng and others must have accidentally entered the Land of the Holy Fall. Due to the different speed of time on both sides, the Su Kingdom in the Land of the Holy Fall had developed for countless years, so there were seven saints with such power.
A prosperous scene! "What the hell is going on..." Kong Haoran muttered secretly in his heart.
Kong Xuewen, Li Xuanji and other quasi-sages looked at each other in confusion. The current situation really made their hearts beat secretly.
"Second uncle, when you are in the court, sometimes you can't help yourself. You should also know that I stayed in that ghost place for tens of thousands of years."
He Dongcheng sighed softly, "In terms of years, I am much older than you."
"Even a hundred thousand years is not the reason for you to betray the Holy One. You have only ignited a third-level martial arts fire, and you have no connection with martial arts. Even if I give you various training resources, you will only be a Nirvana and Yuandan at best.
That’s already something to be thankful for.
It is the Holy One who has ignited the fire of ninth-level martial arts for you, so that you can walk more smoothly and farther on the road of martial arts. I do not ask you to repay the kindness of a drop of water, but at least you cannot be ungrateful."
He Baiyan said calmly.
After a pause, "Tell me straight to the point why you are here today."
He Dongcheng's subordinates saw their commander being pointed at the nose and reprimanded. In the past, they would have come forward long ago, but the one who reprimanded He Dongcheng was He Baiyan, the commander of the Black Cavalry when it rose. This identity was important to them.
The weight in my mind is not light, so naturally I dare not interrupt.
"We want to meet the First Emperor."
He Dongcheng was silent for a few moments and then said.
"you?
Let the rest of the people come out, and what do you want to do with your head hidden?"
He Baiyan said coldly.
On the other two battleships, Zhang Shanjiu and Zhang Yi also walked off the battleship with their men.
Lei Jingzhou, his niece, and Wen Wulin did not show up, they were waiting for the dragon bat to show up.
As soon as Zhang Shanjiu appeared, the clothes on his body and the men behind him shocked the human warriors near the Holy City.
It’s fine if the black knight is similar.
Now, another batch of Dongchang fans have arrived?
Li Mingye narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Shanjiu.
The senior executives of Dongchang behind him looked at these ‘comrades’ one by one.
The other party's aura is obviously stronger than theirs. Even any one person's aura is higher than that of their factory supervisor Li Mingye.
This made Dongchang Fanzi who was present secretly feel a little pressure, but this was Kunlun and the territory of Su State, so they were not very nervous.
At the beginning, the four major saint clans including the God Clan suffered a lot here, and three saint masters died. Now Kunlun is not afraid of anyone at all! "Jie Jie Jie..." Li Mingye suddenly laughed strangely, "Who am I?
"It turns out to be Shanjiu..." "Zhang Shanjiu?"
"Hey, it seems to be him."
"He looks much older. Well, he's still wearing similar clothes to the factory supervisor?"
The senior executives of Dongchang behind Li Mingye also recognized Zhang Shanjiu.
They were all Zhang Shanjiu's seniors and superiors, and they all recognized this junior who had a good reputation in Dongchang.
Zhang Shanjiu's steps suddenly stopped.
The strong man from Dongchang behind him also stood there, staring at Li Mingye with a strange look on his face.
These are all their predecessors.
Even the punishment techniques they learned when they first entered this way were inherited from the group of seniors in front of them.
"Mr. Factory Supervisor..." Zhang Shanjiu showed a wry smile and cupped his fists towards Li Mingye.
"I heard from the Holy Master that you, Shanjiu, have done very well in the Land of Holy Fall. You are already the director of the Dongchang Factory over there, and you are also a strong Holy Lord. In terms of status and cultivation methods, today
You are above me, why do you still call me "sir"?
I should call you "sir."
Li Mingye said with a strange smile.
Zhang Shanjiu fell silent for a long time.
"Why didn't you say anything?"
Li Mingye smiled and said, "You have indeed lived a long, long time. After all, I passed on the supreme bloodline to you, which greatly increased your lifespan. However, you are still showing your age. It seems that your lifespan is about to come.
Do you know what risks I took by passing on this bloodline to you?
This was passed down to our family by the Holy Spirit in order to save our limbs from being amputated."
Bloodline?
None of Li Mingye's men knew this, and they all had strange looks in their eyes.
They knew that Li Mingye valued Zhang Shanjiu very much at the beginning, but now it seemed that he valued Zhang Shanjiu more than they imagined. Li Mingye secretly gave Zhang Shanjiu a 'thing' that none of them had ever had.
"Factory Supervisor..." "I haven't seen you kneeling in front of me for a long time.
How about you kneel down and kowtow a few times, and let me take a look?"
Li Mingye smiled again.
The expressions of He Dongcheng and Zhang Yi changed slightly, and when they were about to speak, they saw Zhang Shanjiu bending his knees slightly, slowly kneeling on the ground, and kowtowed three times in the direction of Li Mingye.