"There is no one in the entire cultivation world who doesn't know this and doesn't approve of what he is doing, but he still insists on going his own way to study those deadly viruses. The key is that he helps outsiders to study.
You said that if this research is successful and people use his research results to attack us, do you think this is the right thing to do?"
At this point, Feng Yuelun paused for a moment, wanting to see his reaction.
He glanced at Zhu Dexing, but still looked at himself expressionlessly, and then continued: "Uncle Zhu, I have told you about Zhu Feng through this method more than once, and you can just leave him alone.
If you had given him some guidance, he wouldn't be in this situation today!"
At this time, Zhu Dexing's good impression of Feng Yuelun had disappeared little by little during his conversation, and he began to become a little impatient.
What Feng Yuelun said was true. He hoped that the person in front of him would know the truth and give up the idea of revenge.
"Yue Lun, I'm asking you, who killed Feng'er? You'd better think clearly before answering. I don't have any patience anymore."
Feng Yuelun could tell that he really had no patience with him anymore and didn't want to cause any trouble, so he said: "Zhu Feng died at the hands of a man named Wang Gensheng, and he also had an assistant named Yang Buwei."
Zhu Dexing said coldly: "Where is the address?"
Feng Yuelun really didn't know Wang Gensheng's address. After all, his business was so big that he didn't have time to care about such things.
"Uncle Zhu, this is all I know. I heard this from others. You also know that I am a businessman. Since I switched to business, I have not cared at all about the affairs of the spiritual world, let alone the home address of a monk.
Already."
Zhu Dexing could tell from his eyes that he was not lying, so he said, "Is there any way you can find his address?"
As a business tycoon, Feng Yuelun naturally knows that doing more is worse than doing less.
So he said directly: "Uncle Zhu, don't blame me. I really don't care about these things. If you really want to know, you can go to Qi's family and ask. His family is still a traditional spiritual family and is relatively active outside.
, they should know.”
As a descendant of the Feng family, although Feng Yuelun is a monk, he never acts recklessly. Over the years, he has been able to go further and further away from other monks.
I just don’t want to do meaningless things like them all day long, fight for a certain artifact, practice all day long and live a boring life.
The life you live now is the life you want, and you are also creating good conditions for your descendants.
The reason why Feng Yuelun's father handed over the Feng family to him was because of his thoughts.
Zhu Dexing sneered.
"The Qi family is worthy of my personal visit. Forget it, I won't embarrass you if you don't want to say it, but you have to do one thing for me."
Feng Yuelun immediately said: "Uncle Zhu, whatever you say, I will do it for you as long as I can do it."
Zhu Dexing stood up and said: "Tell that old man from the Qi family that I am leaving the mountain and ask him to come to Fenghuang Mountain to find me. I will live there temporarily."
After saying that, regardless of whether he agreed or not, he disappeared.
Feng Yuelun shook his head and said to himself: "What is supposed to come has come. I hope the Qi family will not obey his orders."
Now that I have told myself, I have no choice but to do it.
Feng Yuelun took out his cell phone, found a number he had not contacted for many years, and dialed it.
The call was quickly answered.
"Hey, Uncle Qi, I'm Yue Lun."
An old voice came from the other side of the phone, very hoarse.
"Mr. Feng, I haven't contacted you in so many years. It's rare that you still remember me, old man."
Feng Yuelun still looked like a businessman, and said with a sorry smile: "Uncle Qi, judging from what you said, am I not afraid of disturbing you?"
Qi Longshan on the other side of the phone said angrily: "If you have anything to do, just say it. If you don't have anything to do, just hang up. I don't want to have anything to do with your Feng family."
So Feng Yuelun said nothing more: "Uncle Qi, Uncle Zhu came to my place just now."
As soon as these words came out, the phone suddenly became quiet.
After a while, the voice sounded again: "Okay, I understand, is there anything else? If nothing happens, just hang up?"
"He asked me to tell you that he is waiting for you at Phoenix Mountain."
As soon as I finished speaking, the phone heard the sound of "beep, beep,".
After hanging up the phone, Feng Yuelun did not disrupt his life because of Zhu Dexing's appearance. He was still a businessman in Shanghai.
After Zhu Dexing came to Phoenix Mountain, he went directly to the cave where he practiced ten years ago.
All he could think about now was how to find Wang Gensheng and avenge his son's murder.
Soon Qilong Mountain arrived at Phoenix Mountain.
Standing at the entrance of the cave and looking inside, a familiar feeling suddenly arose.
"Come in, why are you standing outside?"
Qi Longshan followed the sound and walked into the cave. When he saw Zhu Dexing, he bowed.
"I've met Uncle Ma."
Zhu Dexing sat on the ground meditating, without even opening his eyes, and said slowly: "You still know that I am your uncle, which is rare."
Qi Longshan stood there and said politely: "I can still remember the friendship between you and the master. How could I forget it? Master, you are joking."
Zhu Dexing opened his eyes suddenly and shouted: "Since you haven't forgotten, why are you indifferent to Feng'er's death? You didn't do anything at all."
The sudden change in his face made Qi Longshan feel a little nervous.
The Qi family was originally a small and unknown family, with no status at all in the spiritual world. Later, Qi Longshan worshiped Zhu Dexing's brother as his master, and the Qi family slowly transformed from a small family into a big family now.
If it weren't for the two brothers Zhu Dexing, I'm afraid the Qi family would have disappeared from the spiritual world long ago.
Hearing this roar, Qi Longshan stuttered a little: "Uncle Ma, I just heard about Feng'er's death, and I was about to inform you."
Zhu Dexing roared again: "Do you want to inform me, or do you want to pretend not to know? I think you want to pretend not to know about this!"
Qi Longshan immediately smiled and said: "Uncle Ma, you misunderstood. I am also very sad about Feng'er's death. I am trying to find out where the person who killed him is. Don't worry, there will be news soon."
Qi Longshan had already thought of his words on the way here, so those who couldn't afford to offend him would simply follow his wishes, and whatever he said would be whatever he said.
In fact, Qi Longshan knew Wang Gensheng's address the day after Zhu Feng's accident. He just didn't want to cause trouble at the time, so he kept pretending not to know.
Now that Zhu Dexing came to trouble him, he naturally found an excuse to excuse himself. After all, he was no match on both sides.