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The Holy King of Longhumen rested in a secret cave for seven days. He waited for his injuries to recover before leaving here. His body turned into a blurry afterimage, as if he had merged with the space. Moved away silently at an incredible speed.
Half a day later, the Holy King of Longhumen had appeared thousands of miles away, and finally entered the depths of a primitive mountain range.
And deep in this primitive mountain range, in that untouched area, there is a mountain villa that few people know about. The villa is completely silent, not a single sound comes out, and not a single person can be seen for a long time, but the ground is... The floor that was swept was stain-free.
The Holy King of Longhumen descended from the sky, suspended ten meters above the ground outside the gate of the villa, and said: "Longhumen, come and visit Sihezhuang!" The voice of the Holy King of Longhumen was very soft, but it seemed to have a certain meaning. An infinite magic sound resounded throughout the entire world, echoing in every corner of the villa.
Not many outsiders know about Sihe Village, because it is a hermit sect that has been closed in the mountains for many years, almost never leaving the house. For thousands of years, it has never interfered with the affairs of the outside world. When recruiting disciples, people from Sihe Village will go out to look for suitable people with good qualifications to join the sect, so as to continue the sect's incense.
As for the existence of Sihe Village, only a few powerful sects in Tianyuan Continent know about it, and the Holy King of Longhumen is one of them.
"It's great to have friends from far away, Situ Qing, but you haven't been here for nearly a hundred years. Come in quickly, it's time for us to talk." The villa was still quiet, but there was a strong and powerful sound. The sound came from inside.
The Holy King of Longhumen laughed three times, flew into the air, and finally stopped outside the magnificent hall in the center of the villa. In front of the hall, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe Already waiting there.
"Senior, the master is already waiting inside. Please come in, senior!" the middle-aged man whispered to the Holy King of Longhumen, showing great respect.
This middle-aged man only used the strength of the Sky Saint Master and was nothing in the eyes of the Holy King. The Holy King of Longhumen didn't even look at him and just strode in with his head high and his chest high.
This is a very simple hall. The walls made of wooden boards around it have been there for who knows how many years. They are simple and old, leaving traces of time. It looks like a humble farmhouse. In the center of the hall, there is a very old round wooden table. An old man wearing linen clothes is sitting there and drinking tea leisurely. The fragrant tea fragrance permeates the entire hall. One sip makes people feel relaxed and happy, and it is obvious at first glance that it is not ordinary. The scent of tea seems to be the only precious thing here.
The Holy King of Longhumen came in from the outside and sat down opposite the old man in linen clothes unceremoniously. Looking at the old man opposite who was slowly sipping tea, he said: "You really know how to enjoy it. I haven't seen you for so many years. You are still the best." It’s still like this.”
"I've always been like this. I don't touch dust or soil. I live the life I want to live. I stay away from the conflicts of the world and just pursue the peak in my heart." The old man in linen clothes laughed.
The Holy King of Longhumen stared closely at the old man in linen clothes for a short moment before sighing: "I can't see through you at all. Your strength has far surpassed mine."
"Only by letting go of your heart can you transcend yourself and break through the many obstacles and shackles set up by heaven and earth. Situ Qing, a hundred years have passed, and your strength is still at the original level. In my opinion, you will still be the leader of Longhumen. Be a complete hermit and ignore the external affairs. It doesn't matter who lives or dies, who wins or loses. Everything has nothing to do with you. What's the difference between your semi-addicted state and joining the world." The old man in linen clothes said in a calm tone. .
The Holy King of Longhumen was silent for a while and said: "We will mention this matter later, Ge Qiu. Actually, I am going to the Three Treasures Hall this time for no reason. I came here to ask for something."
The old man in linen clothes slowly drank all the tea in the cup, then gently placed the empty cup on the table and said: "I know, I have seen that you were severely injured not long ago, and you must have been outside again. Causing trouble.”
The Holy King of Longhumen nodded, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and said: "Ge Qiu, I hope you can help me this time, because my enemy is too terrifying, and I dare not give him more. It’s time, otherwise, I will not be able to escape death in the future.”
"Alas!" The old man in linen clothes sighed and said: "Situ Qing, you have too much resentment in your heart. It will be very bad for you if this continues. Let this matter be resolved if it can be resolved. There is no need to fight to the death."
Situ Qing, the Holy King of Longhumen, shook his head and said: "It's impossible. The enemy is a ruthless person who will seek revenge. His resentment towards me is so deep that it cannot be resolved. Only one of me and him can survive."
Situ Qing paused for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "And in my capacity, I want to reconcile with a junior, regardless of whether the other party agrees or not. I just can't afford to lose face."
"Situ Qing, you know me. Although we have a deep friendship, I will not help you kill people." The old man in linen sighed.
"I know, Ge Qiu, I don't want to ask you to help me kill people. There are a total of three holy kings in the enemy, and the strongest one is only at the third level of heaven. You only need to help me stop two of them." Situ Qing said, with a bit of pleading in his tone.
The old man in linen clothes hesitated for a while and said: "Okay, Situ Qing, because of the friendship between you and me, I will help you this time, but this time it is completely a private matter between you and me, and has nothing to do with Sihe Village. It doesn’t matter at all, and I won’t help you kill anyone.”
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After negotiating the time with the old man in sackcloth, Situ Qing, the Holy King of Longhumen, left Sihe Village and rushed in the other direction. After several hours of traveling, he finally came to a very hidden cave. middle.
In the cave, a torch was burning, and the beating flame illuminated and dispelled the darkness inside. In front of the fire, there was an old man in green clothes sitting cross-legged on a huge stone with his eyes closed. He seemed to have entered the deep cave. He had gone through a certain level of cultivation, and he didn't realize at all that an outsider had broken in.
Situ Qing did not suppress the sound of footsteps. He walked into the cave step by step. He looked at the old man sitting cross-legged on the boulder and said, "Bi Hai, thirty years have passed. How are you recovering from your injuries?"
"I recovered more than 20 years ago, Situ Qing, tell me, what do you want from me?" The old man in green, sitting cross-legged on the boulder, said in a very calm voice.
"Bi Hai, I, Situ Qing, have taken the initiative to come to you this time. There is something I hope you can help with." Situ Qing said.
"You saved my life more than thirty years ago. At that time, I said that I, Bihai, owed you a favor and could do anything I could for you unconditionally. This time, you are going to use this favor to make me Do you want to do something for you?" The old man in green clothes still closed his eyes, not even looking at Situ Qing.
Situ Qing hesitated for a while. It was not an easy task to make the old man in green clothes owe a favor to him. He pondered in his heart whether it was worth spending this favor to let him deal with Jian Chen.
"That's all, this Jian Chen's talent is too terrifying. We must get rid of it at all costs. We can't delay it any longer." Thinking of this, a stern look flashed in Situ Qing's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, Bi Hai, I Just use this favor you owe me to help me deal with someone."
"What is the opponent's strength and when will he take action?" The old man in green said indifferently.
"He's just a junior. With your ability, it's easy to kill him. The sooner you do it, the better. It's best to go now." Situ Qing said.
"In that case, let's go." The old man in green finally opened his eyes and his body fell to the ground quietly.
"Bi Hai, after what happened this time, why not come to our Dragon Tiger Gate." Situ Qing looked at the old man in green with some hope.
The old man in green shook his head and said expressionlessly: "My enemy is so strong that even I can't deal with it, let alone your Dragon and Tiger Sect. Aren't you afraid that this will cause disaster for your Dragon and Tiger Sect? "
Hearing this, Situ Qing's face changed slightly and he immediately stopped talking. Although he really wanted to win over such a top master, the latter's enemies also made him extremely afraid, and he did not dare to take this risk.
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In the Raging Flame Mercenary Group, Jian Chen, Nubis and Jadetai have been sitting here these days. On the one hand, they are to prevent the Holy King of Longhumen from coming to attack again, and on the other hand, they are also forming a huge deterrent* * The remaining big families and powerful forces should prevent them from causing trouble to the Flame Mercenary Group in the process of mining tungsten alloy ore.
Now that there are three powerful Saint Kings in charge, the Flame Mercenary Group has become extremely confident. It has begun to mine tungsten alloy ore with all its strength and with strong financial support, it has spent a lot of money to hire a large number of craftsmen to start refining tungsten. The alloy mine can harvest massive amounts of tungsten alloy almost every day, making countless people greedy.
