There was a trace of panic on his withered face, and Kobe Mudao's body was tainted with a little human smoke.

Walking back to the sculpture at the entrance of Heifeng Alley, he looked around, and his eyes finally settled on Sun Lutang's face.

"I can say it, but I must only tell you."

"There are many problems." Sun Lutang shrugged his shoulders and curled his fingers.

Kobe Wudao glanced at the handle of the demon sword without any trace, with a trace of humiliation hidden in his eyes.

Over the years, the symbol of the Kobe family has never fallen into other hands.

Sun Lutang took a good rest, folded his hands around his chest, and there seemed to be four words written on his face - he was confident and confident.

Kobe Mudao quietly clenched his fists, then unclenched them, unclenched them again, and repeated them many times before taking steps.

One step, two steps, three steps...

His feet seemed to be filled with lead and mercury, and lifting them seemed to require a huge amount of force.

In front of everyone, the symbol of being the head of the Kobe family was taken away, and he had no choice but to accept the consequences.

Such deeds are stains that cannot be washed away. If he could, he would kill everyone present to keep it top secret.

Unfortunately, he couldn't handle Sun Lutang, nor could he handle the other four demigods. The huge force behind him also made it impossible for him to handle them.

A total of 5 demigods came to the scene, but there were direct descendants of the other eight chaebols hiding around them. They took good positions early to ensure their own safety and to be able to immediately spy on what was happening at the Black Front Alley.

Kobe Mudao is moving forward while doing a good job of psychological construction.

He dropped his left foot and stopped moving forward. At this moment, he and Sun Lutang were less than 1 meter apart.

The dark wind swirled around, forming a spherical shield that enveloped the two of them.

Kobe Mudao opened his mouth and said something.

About two or three minutes later, Sun Lutang looked slightly surprised and nodded slightly, as if he agreed to Kobe Mudo's proposal.

The sinister wind distorted his vision, and he could not accurately read the lip language... Wang Jun frowned, feeling as if there was a dog's tail grass swaying in the wind in his heart, which was strangely itchy.

When the dark wind shield dissipated, Sun Lutang took back the sole of his foot that was stepping on the hilt of the sword, and slightly grasped it with the five fingers of his left hand.

Yaodao Cunzheng was pulled, flew up with a loud noise, crossed a parabola, and fell towards Ye Zhen.

Kobe Mudao raised his eyebrows upward, like the scythe of the god of death, ready to harvest human lives at any time.

Sun Lutang raised a finger and smiled.

"If you want me to go to the banquet, there's no problem, but you can't take this broken knife back right away."

Kobe Mudao took a deep breath, his chest and abdomen were rising and falling, and it was obvious that his inner emotions were extremely unstable.

After half a second of silence, he smiled for the first time. His withered face was already disgusting and ugly, and it became even more distorted when paired with the inconsistent expression.

"Okay, as long as you are willing to attend the banquet, this knife will be used as a bargaining chip for you."

His voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it was filled with a cold and strange sound that reached the ears of everyone around the alley.

Perhaps it was the stubborn reserve of the head of the Kobe family, or perhaps it was to announce to the people around him that the purpose of this trip had been achieved.

People around him didn't understand, but they were greatly shocked, especially those of the older generation. They knew what Demon Sword Muramasa meant.

It is not only a symbol of a family, but also represents nearly 50% of Kobe Mudao's strength.

This sword is at least a forbidden item of double S level or above, and its attributes are extremely suitable for Kobe Mudao's extraordinary ability.

The two are added together to produce a wonderful chemical reaction, which allows Kobe Mudao's strength to rise a small level to the lv5 stage.

Without the demon sword Muramasa, if he faced Sun Lutang's fist again, there would only be one consequence: death!

Kobe Mudao asked: "How long do you want to keep it for?"

"It depends on when the banquet ends," Sun Lutang shrugged his shoulders slightly, "If it doesn't end soon, then I will keep it forever. If it ends quickly, then I will keep it for you for a week."

Kobe Mudao closed his eyes and thought. After a long time, he turned around and said: "Send someone to pick it up after seven days."

The cynicism on DJ Max's face froze for a moment. He didn't quite believe in old Yin coins like Kobe Mudao, but he was willing to pledge the demon sword Muramasa, which was more precious than the precious pimple.

Elizabeth Lyon's eyes were slightly narrowed, with golden light flowing in them, reflecting the true inner corner of Kobe Mudo's heart.

The people of the Kobe family are famous for being cunning and cunning, and Kobe Mudao is the best among them.

He was willing to agree to a condition that would have been absolutely impossible to accept, and the reason could only be greater interests.

As if sensing prying eyes, Kobe Mudao turned his eyes and nodded slightly.

"Ms. Elizabeth, you have just arrived in City 36 not long ago, and you still don't know what has been unearthed in the Lost City. After hearing about it, your doubts will dissipate."

The implication is that he will say it later, and there is no need to use extraordinary powers to pry into his heart.

"Okay, I'll wait." Elizabeth Lyon responded with a polite smile.

Sun Lutang walked back to the people in Heifeng Lane and briefly explained a few words.

The details can be omitted, but the key news is particularly shocking - a method to advance to level 6 is suspected to have been discovered in the Lost City.

Wang Jun frowned, recalling some of the information he heard from Chen Qiaoqiao, the last Tianqiao star in One Hundred and Eight Tiangang Disha.

The Lost City underground refers to the main city protected by Guard Town No. 3. It is called "Western Capital" in the course of the day.

According to the ranking of cities in that long-ago era, it was only below Zhongdu and ranked in the second echelon alongside Dongdu, Beidu and Nandu.

During the rule of human kings, any city named after the capital was a rare city in the world, and its scale was far beyond the imagination of people of this era.

Wang Jun was not surprised that there was a way to advance to level 6, but he felt that this was the only way to make sense.

He frowned, remembering that Chen Qiaoqiao once said that there were three treasures inside the Western Capital.

First, the Western Capital Governor's Mansion.

Second, the Treasure House of Xidu.

Third, Xidu Buyi Alley.

Among the three treasures, Buyi Alley is the most important. The last king lived there for half a year before disappearing. It is likely that there are some secrets hidden in it that are unknown to outsiders.

At this time, Wang Jun was full of curiosity and doubt.

What is curious is whether the chaebol discovered one of the three treasures, or whether they discovered the method to advance to level 6 elsewhere.

The doubt is very straightforward. According to the plutocratic nature, no, it should be said that according to human nature, no matter what form of interest, only the formation of a monopoly is the best answer.

Wang Jun didn't believe that someone would be kind enough to make the method of advancing to level 6 public. There must be some unsolvable problem.

No, it's not enough to be an unsolvable problem.

It should reach the point where it is possible to reach it only with the help of Mr. Sun's power or knowledge.

Or maybe the Zhao family, the Kobe family, other chaebols, and the two demigods with no obvious affiliations were all attracted by this common condition.

Even if the Metal Heart is really an SSS-level extraordinary material, it will not make many demigods willing to rush there. They even invited Mr. Sun to the banquet as a joint effort of the five of them.

"What are you thinking about?" Wang Jun heard Sun Lutang's teasing.

He shook his head slightly, came to his senses, and said, "It just feels a bit sudden."

"Since the establishment of the Federation, we have been exploring ways to advance to level 6."

There was a hint of sadness hidden in Sun Lutang's eyes.

"Even the Lingyun Ecology researched by Chen Yangmei has received widespread support from the chaebol. The biggest reason is that the Lingyun Ecology project itself may be one of the methods."

Wang Jun briefly understood and echoed: "Although the possibility is weak, it is possible after all."

"Yes, after all, there is." Sun Lutang grinned, "All the strong men in the world are unwilling to accept that the road is cut off if they are above level 5."

Wang Jun took a deep look at Sun Lutang and said, "You are different."

"Maybe." Mr. Sun stroked his beard, his brows showing his good mood of being understood.

Wang Jun opened his mouth, and a little sound came out of his throat.

Sun Lutang suddenly stretched out his hand and used invisible energy to block Wang Jun's voice.

"Okay, there are some things that are not suitable to ask now. I am looking for you to ask you to help contact Lao Cao and ask him to come with me."

"Crack the runes?" Wang Jun raised his eyebrows and slightly changed his mouth shape, but did not make a single sound.

Sun Lutang condensed his voice into a line: "You are indeed smart. It's a pity that you should have been the one who really should have gone."

The corners of his mouth curved, Wang Jun shook his head and mouthed: "It doesn't matter, I have already taught him everything that should be taught to Master."

After staring for a while, Sun Lutang finally realized the meaning of Wang Jun's lips. He froze on the spot for a moment.

The facial expressions are wonderful and weird, hiding smiles, joy, emotion, regret... in short, they are very complex.

Sun Lutang patted Wang Jun on the shoulder and laughed loudly: "My little friend, you really don't know how to be humble at all."

Hahahahahaha~~~~

His laughter rolled like thunder, like a giant bell in the morning ringing the sleeping soul of a lazy man.

A moment later, Sun Lutang slapped Wang Jun on the shoulder, at least three times as hard as before.

Wang Jun's bones were almost falling apart, and then he heard the old man say:
To be continued...