At this point, even if Xiang Liu and Zhong Hongye's errands were completed, they could find a quiet place to report back to the sect, or simply run back in person to have an interview.
But when Shen Hao put down his tea cup and got up to see off the guests, Zhong Hongye and Xiang Liu were sitting on the chairs opposite with no intention of getting up and leaving.
"Two seniors, are there any unfinished business?" Shen Hao smiled. He realized that these two people came here for more than just hiring low-level monks.
Xiang Liu and Zhong Hongye looked at each other, and finally Xiang Liu said: "Master Shen, after we have finished talking about the official business, there are still some private matters, please forgive me for your confusion."
Private matter? I have nothing to do with you two, Shen Hao thought in his heart. But there was a smile on his face, waiting for the other person to continue talking.
"I heard that Mr. Shen has had incredible luck in the underground palace of Wushou City in the past two years. Not only was he safe when the poisonous miasma in the underground palace was abundant, but his cultivation level also improved by leaps and bounds. He broke into the Xuanhai realm in one fell swoop and conquered three cities in a row. Such strange things It has never been heard of in ages. Even at such a calm age, the two of us cannot resist curiosity." Zhong Hongye continued to Xiang Liu's words.
"Elder Zhong is right. I'm quite old now, and I claim to have seen a lot of things in the world, but this is the first time I've heard of such an adventure as Mr. Shen. The rumors outside are becoming more and more outrageous, and it's not I know how much is true and how much is false. Since I have the opportunity to meet Master Shen this time, I thought I could ask Master Shen the truth face to face.
If there is anything abrupt, please don't blame Mr. Shen. It's really unbearable curiosity! Hahaha. "
In a few words, these two people made the matter of exploring Shen Hao's details seem to have become a private matter to satisfy their curiosity. Shen Hao didn't believe that the higher-ups of Mingshan Sect and Wanjuan Shushan asked them to investigate this kind of thing.
But Shen Hao didn't have anything bad to say. He even prepared his rhetoric from the beginning, eager to spread it out more. So he laughed and told again the "stories" that he had told Yang Shan and Yang Qingzhi before at Fenghong Villa, which were true and false.
So far, Shen Hao has only told these "stories" to a limited number of people, his two masters, his friend Nie Yun, and the two people in front of him.
"Is the underground palace real?"
"Is that blood-red crystal stone real too?"
Don't underestimate the intelligence channels of the dignified super sects. At least within the sect circle, Wanjuan Shushan and Mingshan Sect are very well-informed about the information. They even heard similar content the day after Nie Yun brought the news back to Guishan Monastery. It's just that the content is too shocking, and people subconsciously feel that it is exaggerated.
Now that they heard Shen Hao say it with their own ears, both Xiang Liu and Zhong Hongye couldn't help but stir up huge waves in their hearts.
"Yes, this is how Shen spent the past two years in the underground palace of Wushou City. Although he encountered an incredible opportunity, many of the details have not been understood until now. Perhaps all the answers have to be found in the underground palace. Only then can we find the solution." Shen Hao's face was also full of depression, as if he felt uncomfortable because he could not understand what happened to him.
The corner of Xiang Liu's mouth twitched, and he suppressed the urge in his heart to scold Shen, "Don't be ignorant." He stiffly enlightened: "Master Shen, don't worry about it, time is your destiny. Now that you step into the Xuanhai, you are really It’s a great blessing, so what’s the point of having some regrets?”
"Well, it would have been nice if I could have found a few more blood-red crystal stones at that time."
Xiang Liu and Zhong Hongye: "..."
At this point in the conversation, Xiang Liu and Zhong Hongye could no longer continue chatting with Shen. This kind of behavior of being obedient while getting an advantage was really annoying. In order not to lose their composure, the two of them quickly stood up and left, saying that they wanted to leave as soon as possible. What Shen Hao said about hiring low-level sect monks was reported back to the sect.
Before leaving, Xiang Liu took out an exquisite copper post from his storage bag and handed it to Shen Hao's hand.
"This is a post specially asked by me to be sent to Master Shen by the sect leader of the Bizong. I also ask Master Shen to come to Mingshan on the ninth day of September to support you. Everyone in the Mingshan Sect will be waiting for you!"
After saying that, he turned around and left, not giving Shen Hao a chance to refuse or say a polite word. Shen Hao was left holding the heavy copper post at the door of the public house for a while before he came to his senses.
What is this? What is this? Yang Wanli, the leader of the Mingshan Sect, personally sent it to him?
The copper post in his hand weighs at least three kilograms, and it is quite heavy in the hand. It has exquisite carvings and faint mana fluctuations lingering on it.
If you look carefully, you can see that some animist stones as big as sesame seeds are inlaid on the surface of the copper posts to form a weak magic circle.
There are two large characters written on the front and a few small characters in the lower right corner.
Big words: Invitation.
Small print: Yours sincerely, Mingshan Zong.
This is considered an extremely formal invitation. Shen Hao turned his hand, touching the weak magic circle, which instantly matched the fluctuation of Shen Hao's soul, and then released the buckle on the copper post.
After opening it, the content inside was less than a hundred words, and it was really an invitation.
"...On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, I will try my sword in the open mountain. I will prepare a little wine. Please go up the mountain and show what you have learned..." The last signature is "Yang Wanli".
After reading it, Shen Hao suddenly remembered that this year happened to be the beginning of the Sword Trial Conference, one of the two major events in the cultivation world. He had attended the last book tasting conference at Wanjuanshu Mountain, and he had also heard people mention the sword test conference that was held in conjunction with the book tasting conference. Later, Feng Yu, the second elder of the Mingshan Sect, invited him, but it was in vain that he was trapped in the underground palace and his entourage for two years. Now he has almost forgotten about it.
Putting the copper sticker on the table, Shen Hao secretly wondered, what does Mingshan Sect, or these two super sects, mean?
According to past practice, if there is any big celebration or grand ceremony in the cultivation world sect circle, Fenghong Villa will receive invitations. The people present are usually the owner of the villa and a few elders, plus the deacon who handles external matters. There are also cases where foreign affairs deacons are separately appointed to participate, and there are quite a few. For example, in the previous book tasting conference held by Wanjuan Shushan, Fenghong Villa only sent Shen Hao, the chief deacon of foreign affairs, to participate, and Yang Xiu Sheng, the owner of the village, did not go at all.
So Shen Hao had to go to Mingshan Sect to participate in the sword trial competition no matter what. But his identity should be as the "Grand Deacon of Foreign Affairs of Fenghong Villa". The invitations from the Mingshan Sect should also be sent directly to Fenghong Villa, and then the owner of Fenghong Villa, Yang Xiusheng, would delegate the trip to Shen Hao, instead of handing the invitation directly to Shen Hao.
"You want me to participate in the sword trial in a private capacity?" Shen Hao seemed to have figured out the reason why the Mingshan Sect sent him such an invitation. And because he was worried that he would refuse, Xiang Liucai forced the copper post into Shen Hao's hand and ran away.
"Do you want to treat me like a baby to Fenghong Villa and Jingjiu Dynasty? Are you planning to trick me?" Shen Hao's lips gradually raised a smile, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
