"I love hearing what you say. But don't worry, I'm not a person who doesn't know right from wrong. If Taihua or Taiyue are upsetting people, I won't help them."

"That's it, I should give you a toast."

"Drink?"

"Drink some. Shao Daozi Liquor head, the last gourd on my body, I haven't been willing to drink it."

Gu Qingshan took out an oil paper bag from his arms: "I originally wanted to hide the last half of the roast chicken and eat it."

"I've already smelled it."

…

After sending Gu Qingshan away, Jiang Fan tapped the wine gourd with his fingers, thinking about today's events.

In fact, there are only four people who need to pay attention.

Zhang Yi, Zeng Jing, Gu Qingshan, and the unknown Taihua powerhouse.

Zhang Yi is his old enemy. He narrowly won the last fight, but because of Yun Fuyao's sudden incident, he was given the opportunity to escape many things.

But Zhang Yi's ideas are fundamentally different from his own, and this opposition is difficult to change. As long as there is a chance, he will definitely kill himself.

When he comes this time, he will probably have two thoughts in mind. The first is to plan how to kill him, and the second is to conquer the tens of thousands of forces in the Demon-Slaying Alliance.

But he probably didn't expect that not only did he not return to Qin, but he had been hanging out in the Demon-Slaying League and was prospering. And he also dug some pits and stumbling blocks for him.

Now that he comes, Sima Linfeng and others will definitely introduce him to him. He has to go. After all, he wants to find out what is going on behind the Demon-Slaying Alliance, but how to hide his identity in front of this old fox has become a key issue.

Fortunately, he absolutely believed in his uncle's ability to look at his qi. If he tried to cover up his qi, it would be difficult for Zhang Yi to find him. However, he had to make some preparations, not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case.

The second one is Zeng Jing. Jiang Fan has always had an inexplicable feeling about this person.

When he was in Paradise City, the Emperor Taisun's pamphlet was circulated everywhere, and he actually brought this matter up intentionally or unintentionally when he was a notary public.

Later, I don’t know whether I went to Taihua to meet Ling Yun on behalf of Taiyue or the Zhou royal family, and I don’t know what they talked about.

Now I have come to Dafo Mountain again. What is your identity this time? Are you from Taiyue? Or do you represent the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty?

The two have completely different meanings.

And what exactly does he want to do?

The third person is the most outstanding disciple of this young generation from Taihua, Gu Qingshan.

The only thing Jiang Fan didn't expect was that he turned out to be Tai

Hua enters the world and walks.

You must know that walking in the world means that you have the authority to handle many worldly affairs on behalf of the Holy Land. You have a very high status and even more power. It can be said that wherever you go in the world, you are like an imperial envoy.

And since he came here on behalf of Taihua, he must also have Taihua's attitude, but he just couldn't tell himself.

It's just that Taihua's attitude is quite interesting. He actually sent another person to take charge of the Demon-Slaying Alliance. Is it because he is worried about Gu Qingshan, or does he have some ulterior motives in this matter?

However, everything has to wait until everyone is gathered to see the clues.

But Jiang Fan knows that these people are all old foxes, and their words and deeds may not always be consistent. Maybe seeing them with their own eyes will help them judge.

For the next three days, he did nothing. He announced to the outside world that he would be silent for three days and would not see any guests.

Now that he also has die-hard fans, he doesn't have to worry about many things outside. The top ten masters will naturally shut out a lot of people.

Three days later, a young novice came to announce that the leader of the alliance, Master Cihang, had invited me.

Jiang Fan stretched himself and smiled: It's time to come.

The next moment, he rubbed his face and put on a weird look.

Surprisingly, before the people from Taihua arrived, the first ones to arrive were Zhang Yi and the great bachelor Zeng Jing.

Zhang Yi is still wearing a brocade robe, his eyes are calm, and he has the majesty of a country's prime minister.

Behind him, standing was none other than the current head of the farm family, Tian Mole.

Apart from that, there is only one young boy in Tsing Yi.

The three alliance leaders were all present, Master Cihang was smiling, and Huang Sanqi had the right amount of respect on his face. Only Sima Linfeng showed a hint of embarrassment in his respect.

In fact, he didn't expect that Taiyue would be the Qilin Prime Minister of Xia State when he entered the world, and he didn't expect that Tian Mol, whom he vowed to recommend to others, would turn out to be Zhang Yi's man.

Seeing Jiang Fan come in, Sima Linfeng quickly stood up and introduced him: "Prime Minister Zhang, this is the young Master Huiming of the Celestial Master Taoist Sect of Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Yi smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Little Master Huiming, he is indeed an immortal."

Jiang Fan stared at him with wide eyes, looking strange.

"You are a very imposing old man, who are you?"

Sima Linfeng coughed quickly and said: "Young master, please don't be rude. This is the Holy Land Taiyue, the Great Xia Prime Minister Zhang Yi. Please come forward and see me."

Jiang Fan did not come forward, but tilted his head and glanced at him: "Hey

Ah, no wonder your pillar of destiny is so high. It turns out you are walking in the holy land and you are also the prime minister of a country. It is so amazing. But..."

He seemed to be a little distressed and scratched his head: "I am a disciple of the Taoist sect. Taoist Sanqing once told me in a dream that I cannot worship anyone except the contemporary Taoist."

Sima Linfeng was stunned. He didn't expect there to be such a reason, but speaking of it, this young master might be the reincarnation of a Taoist master, so it would make sense not to worship him.

He looked at Master Cihang and then at Zhang Yi, a little confused as to what to do.

At this time, Zhang Yi laughed and said: "Zhang Yi is a layman when he comes into the world. He is a disciple of the Sanqing Dynasty and is a pure cultivator in the world. There is no need to care whether he worships or not. The little real person is the reincarnation of Dao Zong. Speaking of which, Zhang Yi may have to meet him."

Come, little master, please sit down."

He has a graceful demeanor and a candid smile, which makes it easy for people to feel good and respect him.

Jiang Fan was not polite and nodded immediately: "Yeah, you are a good person. It makes sense that you have good luck."

Zhang Yi said: "Since Xiao Zhenren came in, he has been talking about luck. Does Xiao Zhenren know how to look at luck?"

Jiang Fan seemed a little discouraged and said: "Yeah, I can't do anything. I can only look at the energy, and I can't see well. My senior brother always said that my vision is sometimes good and sometimes not good. But... I also have other abilities.

Woolen cloth."

He pointed at his forehead and between his eyebrows: "Sometimes I can see things that others can't see. Senior brother said that he can't see clearly today."

Zhang Yi brushed his beard and said: "So, how is my luck? Can you tell me, little master?"

Jiang Fan sniffed: "Well, ordinary people have three inches of luck, famous nobles can have more than one foot, princes and generals have more than three feet, powerful sages have more than seven feet, and the emperor and saint have more than nine feet. The five feet above your head are still there

When it rises, there is also Qilin occupying it, which is such a strong luck." Biquku

Zhang Yi chuckled: "What the young master said is interesting, but ordinary people like us can't see it. It's a pity."

Jiang Fan said: "I can't do it either. It's just because I was born with open eyes. Alas...it's just that my eyes haven't been fully developed yet, so everything I see is blurry."

Zhang Yi saw that he was a little depressed and seemed to find something interesting.

"I heard that the young master has three eyes open and he has to offer incense and candles to offer sacrifices and offer blood from his heart. Is this true?"
Chapter completed!