"Yes, that's the news I got." Fan Mingcheng nodded, looked at Li Qingfeng, and asked, "Has Fellow Daoist Li ever heard of the White Mountain Secret Realm?"
"To be honest, brother, I have never heard of it." Li Qingfeng handed over his hand: "Please give me some advice."
"No, no." Fan Mingcheng waved his hand: "Brother Li, there is no need to be so polite. Now that we are here, we will be friends from now on."
Li Qingfeng smiled bitterly and said yes. This was really a habit left over from his previous life, but Fan Mingcheng was right. The etiquette of his previous life was not popular in this Dongyi land, so he had to remember to restrain himself in the future.
"This secret realm of Baishan is a secret realm of the demon clan discovered by the powerful Shang Zong during the Battle of Pingyi more than a hundred years ago."
When he said this, Fan Mingcheng gestured upward with his left index finger and lowered his voice to show respect.
"Well," Zhang Pengyi nodded, took over his words and said: "When the Baishan Secret Realm was first discovered, our five major sects in Dongyi sent people to explore it with all their strength. It is said that they encountered several demon cultivators in the casting period, but they were all killed. The great masters of the sects have solved it. After that, the five major sects will organize a large-scale secret realm exploration every fifteen years. Any monk can sign up to join. As long as you participate, you will get a reward."
Li Qingfeng nodded and waited for Zhang Pengyi to continue. He didn't believe that Xuantian Sword Sect and other five major sects would be so kind. After eliminating the danger, they would let other monks go in to pick peaches and give them a reward? I'm afraid it's not money to buy your life, right?
Sure enough, Fan Mingcheng sneered lowly: "Don't think they would be so kind. All the monks who participated in the pioneering expedition must obey their orders. If anyone disobeys, they will all be killed on the spot."
This is using the monks from his sect as cannon fodder. Li Qingfeng nodded, this is right.
"That's right." Zhang Pengyi nodded: "In addition, the subordinate sects of the five major sects must send a certain number of people there unconditionally, otherwise they will no longer be protected by the five major sects, and this certain number of people, some It will be allocated to small forces like us."
He sighed: "I once visited the White Mountain Secret Realm when I was young and almost lost my life. That's when I met Brother Fan."
"Yes." Fan Mingcheng also sighed: "Fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye, and you and I have both started a family and started a business. It's really not easy."
In fact, Fan Mingcheng may be more sensitive to this point. After all, not long after the death of his family's foundation-building monk fifteen years ago, the number of people allocated to his family suddenly doubled. It was the most difficult time, and later it was also Because their generation strives to find the "Han Yun Stone" vein, they can finally overcome the difficulties.
Listening to their words, Li Qingfeng understood that this was actually a layer-by-layer game. The top five sects needed cannon fodder, so they apportioned it to their subordinate sects and asked them to send monks to be driven by them. However, the subordinate sects could not resist, so they turned their attention to the lower sects and families, asking them to send monks to drive them. people to reduce their losses.
Judging from Li Qingfeng's knowledge, low-level small families and small sects such as the Zhang family and the Fan family should not be considered at the bottom. After all, they are vassals of the Jinding Sect. If they were replaced by those without backers, such as casual cultivators, then They are the worst group of people.
"Hey, the past is in the past, don't mention this." After Fan Mingcheng sighed, he waved his hand and asked: "Brother, what do you think the reason is? Is it related to the previous Lion's Mane Mountain incident?"
Without waiting for Zhang Pengyi to answer, he continued: "A demon cultivator from the casting stage appeared in the battle of Lion's Mane Mountain. If you say there is nothing strange in it, I don't believe it. I guess the delay in the White Mountain Secret Realm must have something to do with Lion's Mane Mountain. .”
Zhang Pengyi actually didn't know much about the Battle of Lion's Mane Mountain, and he got a lot of it from the Fan family. The Zhang family is not a long-established cultivating immortal family. Their focus is on Jindingshanfang City. Unlike the Fan family, they also have two shops in Da'anfang City. In the world of immortality, the natural spread of information is actually very slow. Even though it has happened for more than a year, the details have not spread.
"Maybe I found something good in it and want to compete with other sects?"
"That's not right." Zhang Pengyi shook his head: "You think, if we really find something good, we can just discuss it among ourselves. Why make such a big fuss? I'm afraid others won't know?"
"Yes." Li Qingfeng agreed: "I think it makes sense. We can think of it. There is no reason why the Shangzong monks can't think of it. If they really discover something, wouldn't it be better to just keep silent and make a fortune?"
"Anyway, there is some connection, right?" Fan Mingcheng's chubby face wrinkled, he raised his glass and took a sip, and exhaled: "The Lion's Mane Mountain incident just happened on the front foot, and the White Mountain Secret Realm has to be postponed on the back foot. I don't believe there is no connection. !”
This was indeed reasonable. Zhang Pengyi didn't believe it was such a coincidence, so he frowned and thought about it.
"Forget it, at least for the moment, it's not a bad thing for us to suspend the opening of the Baishan Secret Realm." After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of any reason. Zhang Pengyi slapped his head, didn't think about it anymore, turned to Fan Mingcheng and asked: "What's going on in your home?" This time, at least five people were supposed to come out, right?"
"Six!" Fan Mingcheng put the wine glass on the table. Fortunately, he didn't attract the attention of everyone in the hall: "There are still three more to go to the middle stage of Qi training. It's really fatal. Where is your family?"
"My family wants ten." Zhang Pengyi smiled bitterly: "Your family has the relationship with the 'Han Yun Stone', but my family is not loved by my grandma and uncle, and I want half of the middle stage of Qi training. Such a share is better than the last time It’s even heavier.”
"Forget it, it's always a good thing not to have to go to the secret realm." Fan Mingcheng waved his hand, poured himself another glass of wine, saluted Li Qingfeng and Zhang Pengyi and said, "Next, let's take it one step at a time."
Both of them raised their glasses to signal, and drank down the glass in one gulp.
Putting down the wine glass, Zhang Pengyi said: "But having said that, it is always right to prepare early. It is impossible for the higher-ups to postpone the opening of the Baishan Secret Realm for no reason. There will probably be some other actions. When the time comes, I am afraid we will have to ask those at the bottom to come. Contribute.”
"Yes." Fan Mingcheng had a bit of anger on his face and muttered a few dirty words without daring to curse. After thinking about it, he turned to Li Qingfeng and said, "Brother Li, if there is really going to be a war, brother I estimate that the prices of various magical instruments and talismans on the market will rise again, so it’s best for your family to save some in advance.”
"Thank you, Brother Fan, for the tip. I understand." Li Qingfeng thanked him, but this time he was not so polite.
Several people picked up their wine glasses and each took a sip. They no longer discussed the secret realm of Baishan Mountain, but turned to topics such as spiritual practice and life. Fan Mingcheng asked about Li Qingfeng's marriage status as expected. Li Qingfeng just said that he was single-minded and had not yet considered the issue as an excuse. Fan Mingcheng did not mention it again. It seemed that he just wanted to find out first.
After three drinks, everyone was satiated. When Zhang Pengyi saw that the time was almost up, he stood up and left, and Li Qingfeng also left with him. Fan Mingcheng and Zhang Pengyi had been friends for more than ten years. Without saying any polite words, he waved goodbye to them and personally sent them to the door of Dagui Building. The children from both families were also sent out. Li Qingfeng saw that their faces were all flushed, so they must have eaten well.
After a banquet, the guests and hosts had a great time, and after chatting at the door for a while, they each went back to their respective places.
