Leng Wuqing said what he said and did what he said. After the battle, all the eliminated people received 10,000 low-grade Yuanshi. Leng Wuqing even ordered people to hold a banquet on the sixth floor of the Dragon Palace to entertain him.
As for Tang Mang, Tang Wanqing and other fifteen people who received the Martial Arts Association quota stayed at Lengjia Manor.
Lengjia Manor is not so much a manor, but rather a huge royal garden. The manor has many buildings, either magnificent, majestic, or simple and elegant, and majestic.
In addition to various ingenious buildings, the garden has beautiful environment, with breezes of green bamboo forests, rippling lakes and springs, green grassy plains, towering ancient trees and forests. Looking down from the sky, the entire manor is surrounded by rolling mountains, quiet and beautiful.
Of course, there are many masters hidden in the manor. Some important places, such as the Leng family treasure house, are even more whistle and five steps, with strict guards. Ordinary people take half a step and kill without mercy.
Bibo Pavilion, this is a pavilion near the lake deep in Lengjia Manor.
At this moment, Leng Yuer, Tang Mang, Tang Wanqing and others were sitting in the pavilion. There were jade tables in front of each person, and there were various delicacies, spiritual fruits, and pastries, which were dazzling and fragrant. There was even a small pot of nectar and jade dew on each person’s table.
The people here are drinking the best wine, eating all kinds of delicacies, chatting with each other and getting along. A few of them even get along with each other when they drink high, and they even get along with each other, playing stick-scissors and making wine, calling them brothers and brothers.
Tang Mang drank fine wine but rarely spoke, but occasionally chatted with Wang Chen and Luo Xinglie beside him.
Although Luo Xinglie and Wang Chen lost to Tang Mang in the ring, it does not mean that the two are not strong enough.
Shortly after Tang Mang stepped down, both of them regained their power and took the stage to defend the show one after another, defeating many people one after another, and obtained a martial arts meeting place at the physical level.
Not to mention Wang Chen and Luo Xinglie, there was another person who was paying attention to Tang Mang in the field.
Lin Han!
This person is also powerful, but he is not discouraged by the defeat at Yang Zheng. Later, he reappeared on stage regardless of his injuries, defeating many people in one fell swoop, and even defeating two young talents in the late stage of the True Gang Realm.
Lin Hancai was just a middle-stage Zhengang Realm cultivation, and even had injuries, but he could defeat two young talents in the late-stage Zhengang Realm. His strength was evident.
As for the others, Tang Mang didn't pay much attention, even though two of them were masters in the late stage of the True Gang Realm.
It is similar to Tang Mang, and Tang Wanqing rarely talks, just occasionally chats with Leng Yu'er beside her.
Leng Yuer has a lively personality and talks the most, and is very curious about everything.
Now, when I heard someone say that several martial arts families in Qianzhou have been destroyed recently, she was curious and looked up at the person opposite and asked, "Wang Lihai, are you real or false?"
Wang Lihai, 25 or 26 years old, is thin and has a poor appearance, but his cultivation has reached the late stage of the True Gang Realm. He is a core disciple of the inner sect of the Wangyue Sect and is ranked on the Tianlist.
He picked up his glass, drank the nectar and jade dew with a taste, nodded and said, "This matter is absolutely true. It is estimated that the news will spread in a few days."
As he said that, Wang Lihai couldn't stop and kept talking: "I heard that those martial arts families were not only destroyed, but the corpses of masters in the clan disappeared mysteriously. Are you wondering if this matter is strange?"
"All the corpses of the master disappeared?" Everyone present was surprised.
Tang Mang's eyes were slightly stern and he thought to himself: "It's not that the Jiuyou Sect has reappeared, right?"
Jiuyou Sect is an evil sect in the mainland. It is best at using the corpses of masters to refine combat puppets and killing tools. In Tang Mang's opinion, this matter is probably inseparable from Jiuyou Sect.
Tang Wanqing frowned slightly when she heard Wang Lihai's words, obviously she guessed something.
Leng Yu'er should not know about the Jiuyou Sect and frowned and said, "So many martial arts families have not been destroyed, and the corpses of masters have disappeared. What kind of forces do it?"
Hearing this, the others also looked at Wang Lihai.
Wang Lihai didn't say nonsense either: "I know a little about this. I heard that the cult is doing it, but I don't know what cult is. I'm afraid only the top leaders of our three major sects will know it."
"Okay, don't worry about who did it."
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little depressed, Wang Chen raised his glass and said to everyone: "As the saying goes, there are brothers in the world. Now we have the fate to get together, so we will be friends in the future. Come and cheers."
"Haha, do it!"
Everyone didn't say nonsense, and raised their glasses and drank them all.
...
While Tang Mang and others were drinking and chatting in Bibo Pavilion, the city of chaos, the North City, the city lord's mansion, and a magnificent palace were decorated with luxurious decorations, with huge crystal rotating chandeliers shining brightly.
There was a long red carpet on the ground, and there were many soft seats and wine tables on both sides of the carpet. A young maid, dressed in cool and beautiful face, shuttled back and forth, serving various spiritual fruits, fine wines and delicacies to the twelve young people present.
Twelve young people, the younger ones were fifteen or sixteen years old, and the older ones were twenty-five or sixteen years old, some were dressed in brocade clothes and some were simple in costumes. Many of them exuded strong fluctuations in vitality.
At this moment, their eyes were all focused on the front.
In front of the red carpet, a huge stage was built. On the stage, there were many beautiful and charming women dancing gracefully.
Some women were wearing tulle, while others were not wearing tulle. They only had a few thin sheets of cloth on top and bottom. They were wearing very little clothes, and many people here looked at them with their eyes shining.
Fengxingyun is also among them, and as the boss is entertaining the people present.
After a glass of fine wine, he strode onto the stage and shouted: "Everyone, you are all young heroes from our Qianzhou. Here, I wish you all the best in the martial arts fair."
"Haha, Mr. Feng is polite. We will do our best to help the Feng family win the throne of the city lord forever."
"Yes, we use people's money to eliminate disasters. Since we have received the Feng family's reward, we naturally have to show our skills."
"Young Master Feng, please rest assured. With us here, we will definitely defeat the other four major forces this time."
...
The people here said one after another.
Feng Xingyun smiled and nodded, picked up the wine glass, and said loudly: "Come on, let's have a drink, and we won't go home until we get drunk tonight."
After saying that, he laughed and said, "By the way, when the banquet is over, you can choose a few dancers to go back to bed."
"Haha, then thank you Feng Shao." Everyone here laughed.
...
After a long time, Feng Xingyun also drank high, hugged the two maids and rubbed them hard for a while. Then he remembered something, and quickly got up and left the palace, and went all the way to the deepest part of the mansion, outside a study room.
Dongdongdongdongdong...
Standing outside the study, Feng Xingyun tidied up his clothes and knocked on the door gently.
"Come in."
A sound came from the room. Feng Xingyun took a deep breath, pushed the door and walked in, stepped forward a few steps, and bowed, "I have seen my father."
"Um."
Behind a desk in the study, a middle-aged man in his forties, with a handsome and majestic figure leaned on the Grand Master's chair and responded lightly.