The confrontation between Wen Bao and Zhu Qin did not last long. Before Zhu Qin could not help but feel angry and was about to speak to worsen the situation, Junior Sister Yue interrupted in time: "What are you saying, why don't you...?"

Zhu Qin was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "Yes, this is not a place to talk, go in and talk."

After saying that, he turned around and left without asking Wen Bao for advice.

Wen Bao was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "Go in and say, "Okay, I'll approve it, Junior Brother Zhu, please leave first."

Zhu Qin's steps suddenly stopped.

"I haven't seen each other for a few months. Brother Wen, your changes are really big... However, not all changes are good things. As a fellow disciple, I will give you a piece of advice. Our Lingjian Sect is one of the five wise masters of the Wanxian League.

The disciples are more powerful than others in the same realm, so you may have an illusion after going down the mountain that you are much stronger than on the mountain, but this kind of power is only relative to those third-rate cultivators, you..."

However, before he finished speaking, Wen Bao interrupted impatiently: "I asked you to go in and say, "You didn't hear it? If you don't want to say it, just go away and don't block the door."

Then he strode forward and tried to walk into the room. Zhu Qin looked at him in surprise, stood there without moving, trying to give him a try.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Zhu Qin could naturally see that Wen Bao's cultivation had made great progress. However, any cultivator from the Spirit Sword Sect understands that the cultivation level is not the same as his real strength.

A few months ago, the fifth elder of the sect easily defeated the old Yuanying monster of Shengjing Immortal Sect with the Golden Pill Realm, which many people still remember.

Wen Bao's cultivation level is at the peak of the seventh grade of Qi training, and Zhu Qin also happens to be at the peak of the seventh grade. His experience in the past eight months is richer and more bizarre than Yue Xinyao. His accumulation in the sect over the past two years has suddenly exploded, not only his cultivation level is great.

The rise has been made, and the sect swordsmanship and soul cultivation have made great progress, and their strength has increased more than eight months ago. He really doesn't believe that the fat man who is like a waste can surpass him in eight months.

Even if Wen Bao’s spiritual root grade is indeed better.

So he stood still, and at the same time, his little finger and thumb touched each other with each other, a ripple of magic spread throughout his body, making his skin as hard as steel, and at the same time, his feet were connected to the earth, as stable as a rock.

At this time, even if you use a siege hammer that requires dozens of strong men to push together, you will be confident that you will not move half a step. Nowadays, many people have the impression of monks that they are flying immortals when they are sword-ridden, and high to high

Go, in fact, if needed, monks can stand more steadily than anyone else.

"Senior Brother Zhu Qin, Senior Brother Wen Bao, you..." Yue Xinyao wanted to stop this meaningless collision, but unfortunately, just before she had time to take action, Wen Bao rushed forward and collided with Zhu Qin head-on

Bang

After a dull sound, Zhu Qin staggered back with an incredible gaze, and his last step happened to step on the threshold. With a click, the thick threshold was directly trampled.

"You... cough"

Zhu Qin was going to say something, but he felt a stinging pain in his chest, which made him cough and couldn't say anything. The violent collision just now not only dispersed his magic power, but also caused his breath to go apart and hurt him.

Lungs.

The injury was not serious and he could heal with just one turn of magic power. However, this was a real loss, and it was not a loss to others, but it was a loss to Wen Bao. Zhu Qin's expression changed a lot, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Wen Bao took the opportunity to enter the door quickly, and the afterglow glanced at the surprised gaze of Junior Sister Yue beside him, and a sea of ​​joy arose in his heart.

Hahahaha, Zhu Qin, you stupid, you are a fool. What's wrong with me? You have to compare this brute force. I have been the director of the Infrastructure Department for eight months. I'm almost moving out the golden elixir. Is it good to compete for magic?

Or you can compete with me one-on-one in the ring, maybe I don’t have a high chance of winning yet, but if you want to compete with me for brute force, even the directors in the foundation-building stage in the game can’t beat me. You practice

A low-key person is definitely seeking death, haha, I'm sorry, although Senior Brother Wang Lu always says that pretending to be slapped in the face is the most vulgar plot in the world, but I just like it

The confrontation at the main entrance made Zhu Qin's momentum suddenly weaken. Then the three of them entered the house and sat down separately, and the dominance was completely in Wen Bao's hands.

Regardless of Zhu Qin's eyes that were trying to stop them, Wen Bao sat openly in the hall, and said with an old-fashioned voice: "Haha, I thought our brothers and sisters would meet again, at least a few months later when we returned to the mountain, but I didn't expect Cangxizhou

It’s such a big deal, but I can meet in the Ming Dynasty.”

Zhu Qin snorted coldly, looked at the back hall, and said nothing. Yue Xinyao smiled faintly: "It's indeed a coincidence, unexpected."

Wen Bao said again: "It is rare that the three of us can get together. Why not talk about what we have experienced in the past eight months? I heard that Junior Sister Yue, you have explored an ancient tomb. Have you encountered danger?"

Yue Xinyao was stunned for a moment, not adapting to the active and cheerful Wen Bao, but after hearing his question, he answered honestly, "No danger... Is there any danger?"

"Your junior sister is too modest. If you are really shocked, your soul will not be able to be so stable. Although your cultivation is only seventh grade, your soul is not weaker than an average sixth grade cultivator.

”

Junior Sister Yue shook her head: "Senior Brother can judge my soul so accurately, which means that my soul's power can be released or not, and it remains to be considered.

Wen Bao said: "The primordial spirit and Qi training must be practiced simultaneously to achieve the best results. The junior sister should not focus on the primordial spirit's practice."

"Well, Senior Brother Xie reminds me that I will pay attention."

In just a few short conversations, Wen Bao looked calm and composed. In fact, he was so happy that he was about to faint. He had never had such a conversation with Yue Xinyao on Lingjian Mountain in the past two years. Now he is like a great senior brother.

It's so cool and enjoyable

Awakening Wenbao is so awesome

At the same time, Zhu Qin, who was suppressed, looked at Wen Bao in confusion, thinking that this sect's experience in going out is so magical, which can transform a waste? It's really... it's really strange.

The three of them were talking nonsense in the main hall of Guangming Mansion. Time quickly slipped away. During this period, only Yue Xinyao asked slightly uneasy whether it would be bad if it would be bad for private chats in the place where others handled official business.

Wen Baoze said openly: Guangming Mansion is the place to deal with the affairs of monks. The three of us are all monks. Isn’t our conversation the affairs of monks? It’s natural to talk about it here.

With the heroic spirit of not being a qi-training monk, Wen Bao became happier when he sat on the main hall master. Next, as long as he dominated the topic, he guided the two of them to a completely irrelevant place, and forgot about the damn wisdom sect.

Just victory

After a while, Wen Bao said something and picked up the teacup next to him and took a sip: "Although it's cold, it's really good tea."

Turning back, he saw Junior Sister Yue looking embarrassed. Zhu Qin looked sarcastic: "It's indeed a good tea. I don't know it after drinking other people's saliva tea. Master Wen Bao... Brother, your cultivation has increased greatly, and he is also ashamed.

Entering the country.”

Wen Bao was stunned. At this moment, a cold woman's voice came from behind the hall: "Your Highness, is the tea I have drunk so dirty?"

While speaking, a luxuriously dressed woman walked out slowly. The woman was about twenty-four or twenty-five, tall and tall, with beautiful eyebrows, but her face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, which was daunting.

The woman came out from behind the hall and looked at Wen Bao. The awakened Wen Bao could be at ease when facing Zhu Qin. But when the woman stared at him, she felt cold in her heart for no reason, and her awakened personality shrank a little.

The woman then looked at the teacup beside Wen Bao's hand, her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned, but she didn't say much, but just handed a thick stack of letters in her hand to Zhu Qin.

"Your Highness, this is what you are looking for. The various letters you have received in Guangming Mansion recently..."

Before he finished speaking, the Crown Prince Zhu Qin frowned: "It's not much. Can't you even deal with this in your mansion? You have to let Junior Sister Yue wait for ten days?"

The woman sneered: "It's better for the prince to finish his words. These are just letter catalogs. The rest of the letters are stored in the warehouse. There are about 2,000 letters. Do your Highness need to read them carefully?"

Zhu Qin was surprised: "So much?"

"The affairs related to monks in the Ming Dynasty are all concentrated here, how can there be no more? The court is afraid of Guangming Mansion and does not allow us to set up branches in various places, ranging from the Wanxian Alliance to the smallest pheasant sects that have never heard of the name before.

It will be handled by the people of this mansion one by one. Then delays are inevitable.”

Zhu Qin frowned: "Master Qianhu, what do you mean by this..."

"Oh? Your Highness the Crown Prince doesn't understand? Then I'll explain it clearly. The current Guangming Mansion is not enough to meet the various requirements put forward by Your Highness. Moreover, if the court allows the situation to deteriorate, then the Guangming Mansion will collapse and be in charge of the Wanxian Alliance.

It is not uncommon to replace the hall.”

Zhu Qin was a little embarrassed: "You don't have to talk about these things here, right?"

Lord Qianhu asked without any weakness: "You three can be said here just now, why can't I say anything about Guangming Mansion itself?"

"this"

Seeing Zhu Qin's face turned red when he was asked, the woman sighed: "Your Highness, I have no intention of embarrassing you. I just want to use these questions to let you understand a simple fact: the current Guangming Mansion is no longer able to deal with the Ming Dynasty.

At least the Light House built here is powerless to do anything about it. If I don’t believe it, I can give a simple example now. If I hadn’t ended my retreat early this time, I would probably not have discovered an interesting thing."

"Yes, something interesting?"

Zhu Qin asked subconsciously, but found that his voice was nervous and ridiculous.

The aura of this Qianhu Lord of Guangming Mansion is too strong. He just sat in the main sitting and drinking tea without experiencing it. At this time, the aura was fully opened, making people speechless.

Qianhu smiled, stretched out his right hand, and two letters appeared out of thin air in his white palm.

"This letter was submitted by fellow Taoist Yue Xinyao thirteen days ago, which mentioned her cultivation level, her sect, and why she came to the Ming Kingdom... for the sake of the wisdom sect, right?"

Yue Xinyao nodded.

Qianhu smiled and said, "Thank you for your cooperation. As far as I am famous and upright disciples are often unwilling to abide by these tedious rules... On the other hand, three days ago, I received another interesting letter here."

While speaking, he put up two fingers and raised a letter: "It was the letter of introduction submitted by the Zhisect. The letter mentioned that they sent three diplomatic envoys, the person who was the leader..."

As he spoke, the woman's eyes turned and she was just staring at Wen Bao's already turned pale face.

"It's called Wen Bao, right?"

The fat man used all his strength to squeeze out a smile on the corner of his mouth, and only a sound was left in his heart.
Chapter completed!