Ningxia held the freshly baked "hot potato" and escaped from all kinds of unclear looks. Everyone in the formation hall left the dull hall with the hot "upstart", leaving only the Wuhua sect disciples who were still out of shape to discuss on the spot. One after another.
On this day, the inner circle of Fengming City was filled with restlessness and violence, jealousy and unwillingness, doubts and suspicions... The entire inner circle was in panic. People with evil intentions harbored evil intentions, people with ulterior motives gnashed their teeth, and those who didn't know the situation became more and more confused. Overnight, the storm surged and the rain was about to come.
The most luxurious inn in Fengming City, inside Wantingju
The atmosphere in the elegantly decorated hall was tense and on the verge of breaking out. Especially the two tables in the middle are so tense that the whole lobby's weird atmosphere comes from this.
"Junior Brother Yang, what a trick! This time the carp leaped over the dragon gate, which shocked the world, and the sect gained a lot of face. But for so many years of operation, Junior Brother has managed to keep it a secret, and actually made us mistakenly think that Junior Brother Yang, you are really You've fallen. Fortunately, I was thinking about how to help you before. I didn't want Junior Brother Yang to be so capable, so he just hid it from us. It's really chilling to my heart."
Jiang Zheng picked up the green gourd silk carelessly, glanced sideways at the table behind him, and vaguely saw a strand of dark hair. A tall and thin young man was sitting there eating alone with his back to him. For some reason, there was only one person sitting at his table, which was different from the other tables that were full and quite bleak.
The atmosphere in the room was strange and harmonious. The dozens of people sitting there were silent. Everyone looked at the shelling scene. No one dared to look at the bombardment scene over there. They all lowered their heads and ate hard, chewing something rare in the world over and over again. The delicacies were so delicious that I only dared to quietly prick up my ears and pay attention to the movements over there.
The tall and thin man who had been silent all this time paused, put down the jade chopsticks in his hands, and struck the dishes with a crisp sound. The already quiet room became dead silent, and even the slightest breath could not be heard. They disappeared completely, as if only the two people in the middle were left here.
"I don't dare to accept the help from my Taoist friends. If I were careless, I might die somewhere. I am here today only because of your great kindness. Without your care, this poor Taoist would not be where he is today." Yang Xiuran said softly. There was a lingering resentment hidden in his words. He emphasized the word "care", which made some monks in the hall shrink with guilt.
You know, many of them had followed Uncle Jiang's instructions to "take care" of the newly minted Jindan Master. Now that the other party has gained the upper hand, they will not be able to take revenge on Uncle Jiang in the short term, and may take out their anger on these little minions. They don’t want to be the chicken that gets killed!
He didn't pay attention to these cowards who wished he didn't exist. Jiang Zheng was not afraid of Yang Xiuran. Never afraid! It doesn't matter if you have talent, I wasn't suppressed by him before. If he can suppress him for so many years, he can continue to suppress him. It’s just a real Jindan person!
"Junior Brother Yang, your tone is really loud. You mean you don't take the care of the sect seriously. No matter what, you grew up eating the food of the sect and bathed in the glory of the sect. Today..." So you can never get rid of Tianxing Pavilion, and as long as your uncle is still here, you can never get rid of me. "You can never betray the sect."
Yang Xiuran stood up with a sigh, his white jade chopsticks banged against the edge of the bowl, broke into several pieces and fell on the table, and then left the hall without looking back.
Jiang Zheng was stunned for a moment and said angrily: "What are you doing? Are there any rules?"
The tall and thin man stopped when he was about to step over the threshold, tilted his head and said to the angry man: "What does it have to do with you?" This man has always been so boring. Instead of getting entangled, he might as well think about the next trial when he has time. Refining. He doesn't have much time and must improve his strength as soon as possible. When he returned to the sect, it was another fierce battle. I was afraid that this time neither the person in front of him nor the aloof True Lord would let him go.
"I won't let you go, you traitor, traitor! I will never forgive you!" Jiang Zheng leaned forward and let out a hoarse roar from his throat. His eyes were red, looking like a trapped beast.
The young man who had been turning his back slowly turned around and looked at the slightly excited person. He looked at the other person carefully as if he had never known him before, looking at this former friend and the person who had given him humiliation all these years. He lowered his eyes and sneered: "Who... is the traitor?" It's you.
Jiang Zheng glared hard at that nostalgic figure, opened his lips slightly, and made a loud hissing sound. It was you who betrayed me and trampled on me who trusted you so much. I want you to pay the price. Forever!
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At the other end of the inner circle, in a certain splendid inn.
The disciples of Guiyi Sect are all gathered together now. Although they are surrounded by the real leader and are sitting in two rows on both sides, they are also lazily nestled in their respective positions, with stretched postures, listening casually to the spies' reports. , a strange sense of harmony filled the room.
"Senior Brother Haisheng, I heard that the city lord of Fengming City sent an invitation letter and invited some of the selected disciples to attend his Shilaozi Discussion Party. We are not among the invitations. Those unknown disciples of the small sect who don’t know what they are called A yellow-haired girl, a mediocre person has received an invitation letter. Do you think this is strange or not?" Qi Weirui was leaning on the only beauty couch in the room, looking at Shi Haisheng at the front on her left hand side. , raised his eyebrows.
"This is strange. I heard that a disciple from a small sect was also invited. He said he came to see the world and had no skills. Maybe the city lord chose it at will, so don't worry about it." Shi Haisheng didn't care about these details. . Now that you have accomplished your goal and successfully qualified, there is no need to pay attention to other false claims. You just need to participate in the next round of the Tower of Heritage trial.
He was more concerned about the phoenix that had reappeared in the sky.
"That's not necessarily true!" Qi Weirui closed her eyes and fell asleep, not wanting to look at this group of stupid men who never seemed to be able to grasp the point.
Master Wenxiu looked at the noisy disciples below and remained silent.
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"San'er, are you okay? But you're still not feeling well? Father, can you give me some spiritual energy?" Lingche Zhenjun was worried when he saw that his youngest son was not in his right mind.
"...Oh, I'm fine, father. I'm just a little tired." Xie Shi muttered, not daring to look into his father's eyes. He did have something on his mind, but he was hesitant to tell his father.
"It's okay. Just take a good rest and prepare for the next trial with peace of mind. This is a rare opportunity. Look, a fringe sect like ours has become a hot topic now, and it's all thanks to you."
Although Lingche Zhenjun complained that those who came to inquire for information were very annoying, there was a faint light of hope on his face, just like a dying person who had hope of living. The Huyang Sect has been in decline for too long, so long that even a little attention is enough to drive them crazy.
Looking at his excited father, Xie Shi stopped thinking and swallowed his words.
He clenched his fist and accidentally touched the bright red totem on the back of his hand. Father...can't you see it either?
So what exactly is this thing?
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