"Junior Brother Cheng, I'm afraid I can't promise you."

A look of embarrassment appeared on Xu Zhen's face: "Before leaving, Master told me not to be disturbed by others."

"I have something very important to report."

Cheng Feng emphasized the words "very important", fearing that Xu Zhen wouldn't believe it, and then added with a serious face: "It may even cause the Wuji Sect to suffer a disaster!"

"Disaster?"

Xu Zhen seemed to be frightened by Cheng Feng. He was stunned for a few seconds before he stopped laughing: "Since our Wuji Sect has been inherited, we have faced countless challenges and dangers, but we still stand among the top sects. No one can shake our foundation.

,So, Junior Brother Cheng, stop sensationalizing."

"I'm not sensationalizing."

Cheng Feng had veins popping out on his forehead and said anxiously: "Senior Brother Xu, although there have been some unpleasantness between the two of us, do you think I am the kind of person who talks nonsense? I guarantee with my personality that nothing I say is false.

Otherwise, I will be struck by five thunderbolts from heaven, and I will not die a good death!"

Xu Zhen slowly put away his smile.

He finally realized that Cheng Feng was not kidding him.

"Can you tell me what exactly is going on?"

Xu Zhen narrowed his eyes and carefully observed Cheng Feng's expression.

"cannot."

Cheng Feng shook his head categorically and rejected Xu Zhen's request: "I can't tell anyone about that matter except the master. Please forgive me, senior brother."

Xu Zhen crossed his arms across his chest and rubbed the beard stubble on his chin with one hand, remaining silent.

In fact, he was weighing things in his heart.

"Okay, I'll take you to see the master."

Without thinking for too long, Xu Zhen quickly made a decision: "However, let me declare in advance that if the master is blamed for this, I will not take the blame for you."

When Cheng Feng heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and solemnly clasped his fists towards Xu Zhen: "Thank you, senior brother."

This is a low, unnamed mountain, about 700 to 800 meters high. A bluestone path twists and turns along the mountain, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

There is a Taoist temple with white walls and black tiles on the top of the mountain. It is located among the trees and exudes a peaceful and distant atmosphere, as if it has gone through the vicissitudes of time.

Although this Taoist temple is very dilapidated and old, and there are no pilgrims, the environment is very clean, and the stone slabs on the ground are spotless, even if there are lush weeds growing between the stone slabs.

After more than three hours of long journey, Cheng Feng and Xu Zhen finally arrived here.

The two of them stood outside the Taoist temple with different moods.

Cheng Feng's heart was full of contradictions and uneasiness. He didn't know where his fate would go.

"What if Master Gong's actions were tacitly approved by Master?"

Suddenly, a terrible thought came into Cheng Feng's mind.

"No, I can't scare myself. Master is not that kind of person. Besides, now that things have happened, I have no way out."

Cheng Feng shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to get rid of all the distracting thoughts.

"Shh!"

Xu Zhen frowned slightly and made a silent gesture towards Cheng Feng with a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "Be quiet, the master is inside, don't disturb his old man."

"sorry."

Cheng Feng quickly apologized.

Xu Zhen glanced at Cheng Feng again and wanted to say something, but finally held back.

He adjusted his collar, put his legs together, straightened his back, and bowed to the ground toward the closed Taoist temple door: "Disciple Xu Zhen, together with his junior brother Cheng Feng, came to pay homage to the master."

Cheng Feng, who was standing nearby, followed suit.

About ten seconds later, a gap opened in the Taoist temple door, and then a tall and thin figure flashed out.

The figure was a middle-aged man with gray hair, wearing a similarly gray training uniform. His face was crisscrossed with scars, and he looked extremely scary.

The middle-aged man looked down at Xu Zhen and Cheng Feng, his lips moved slightly, and he made a harsh sound, like two saws rubbing against each other: "The master is in retreat."

Xu Zhen winked at Cheng Feng. The latter understood, looked up at the middle-aged man, and said respectfully: "Disciple has something important to report that involves the entire Wuji Sect. Please forgive me. If master blames me, I am willing to shoulder the responsibility."

The middle-aged man stared at Cheng Feng's face, his eyes numb and empty, with some inexplicable sense of oppression.

Even though Cheng Feng's strength was not inferior to that of his opponent, he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back.

Because he knew the identity of the middle-aged man. If Gong Yuanlong and Peng Xiangyun were Chen Hanzhou's right-hand men, then this middle-aged man was Chen Hanzhou's shadow.

He is wherever Chen Hanzhou is. He is not only responsible for Chen Hanzhou's daily life, but also handles certain shady affairs for Chen Hanzhou.

"You, come in."

The middle-aged man pointed his finger at Cheng Feng, and then pointed at Xu Zhen: "You, wait outside."

The two of them responded in unison.

Cheng Feng followed the middle-aged man into the Taoist temple, passed through the overgrown square, and finally saw Chen Hanzhou in the Sanqing Hall in the middle.

Chen Hanzhou was sitting cross-legged on a futon with his eyes closed, wearing a dark gray Taoist robe. His clear face was calm and indifferent, his temperament was high and distant, and his breathing was slow and long.

"Plop!"

Cheng Feng knelt down on his knees, bowed to Chen Hanzhou, and said sadly: "Master, please save me! Master, please save Wuji Sect!"

Suddenly there was a strong wind in Sanqing Palace.

"Crash!"

The strong wind that came from nowhere gathered around Chen Hanzhou. It was obviously as fierce as a hurricane, but after touching Chen Hanzhou's body, it became as gentle as a spring breeze.

Surrounded by strong winds, Chen Hanzhou's eyelids moved.

Although he didn't open it, Cheng Feng, who was kneeling on the ground, felt that there was a gaze falling on him from very high and far away.

"Why are you so panicked?"

A voice without joy or sadness sounded in Cheng Feng's ears.

"Uncle Gong Shi, he has disobeyed your order and is preparing to attack Your Excellency Lin Zhong." Cheng Feng put his forehead against the ground and spoke as concisely and clearly as possible.

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong wind suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Chen Hanzhou slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes turned pale gold, somewhat similar to Du Huaizhen, but there were obvious differences.

Chen Hanzhou asked indifferently: "Why did he disobey my order?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

When Cheng Feng heard the voice coming from the front, his body trembled and his head lowered.

"Then what do you know?"

"This morning, Uncle Gong asked his disciple to deliver a letter, asking Mr. Lin Zhong to attend a banquet at Yulouyuan in three days, claiming that he was willing to apologize to him in person, and to resolve the grudges with him on behalf of the Wuji Sect and reunite with him. However, the disciple thought that,

The apology is just an appearance, Master Gong’s real intention is to assassinate His Excellency Lin Zhong at the banquet."

"Is there any evidence?"

Cheng Feng sweated profusely and said hesitantly: "No, no."
Chapter completed!