"I'm not going in." Fang Wenjun shook his head firmly.
"Why?"
"I didn't bring a meeting gift."
"Tch, will I believe it?" Zhao Fengjiao rolled her eyes at Fang Wenjun.
Fang Wenjun laughed dryly and said: "That kid may have to settle old scores with me after we meet him."
"What have you done? Will that brat Fang Hao still want to settle a score with you?" Zhao Fengjiao asked in surprise.
Fang Wenjun laughed dryly and said: "Actually, it doesn't matter. He had to face strong enemies before, so I gave him a bag of tips to open when he had no choice but to save his life."
Zhao Fengjiao intuitively felt that this matter was not that simple, and stared at Fang Wenjun: "What then?"
"It's nothing. I just wrote one word in the bag."
"What word?"
"run!"
"..." Zhao Fengjiao was speechless for a moment, then put herself in Fang Hao's shoes and said angrily: "If it's me, I'll destroy your three legs!"
"..." This time it was Fang Wenjun's turn to be speechless, and couldn't help but stay away from this bitch.
But after a while, he still explained: "Isn't this the last of the thirty-six strategies? I am doing this for his own good."
"It's so good. If we get into a desperate situation, that kid thought he had a trump card. If he dies then, I think you'll regret it!"
Zhao Fengjiao fought for Fang Hao.
Fang Wenjun became serious: "If you don't give him some confidence, then the boy will not have the confidence to see the masters and dare not fight, which will be extremely detrimental to his growth. Then the boy will only grow up in adversity in the battle. You don't know what the stinker is?"
Boy, once your life is good, you have no ambition and only want to have fun and win over your sister. I am doing this for his own good!"
Although Zhao Fengjiao also felt that Fang Wenjun was somewhat reasonable, she frowned and said, "What if he dies?"
"I can't die!" Fang Wenjun said bluntly.
Zhao Fengjiao was suddenly a little surprised: "How can you be so sure? That kid is not immortal, so why can't he die?"
"If that kid was going to die, he would have died a long time ago. He wasn't dead before, and he won't be dead now."
"What do you mean?" Zhao Fengjiao stared at Fang Wenjun with burning eyes.
Fang Wenjun shook his head and said: "Intuition!"
When Zhao Fengjiao heard this, her face was stunned, and then there was an evil aura coming out of her body. She stretched out her right hand and raised her middle finger towards Fang Wenjun.
Fang Wenjun looked at it, immediately blew his beard and glared, and said angrily: "You said that you are a woman after all, so you can't do that...be gentle!"
"This is how I am, and I have been like this all my life. What? I dislike it?!"
As Zhao Fengjiao spoke, she put one hand on her hip and pointed at Fang Wenjun with the other, quite like a tough stance like "I'll beat you if you say one more thing."
Fang Wenjun, who was still a powerful person in the lower world, lost his temper in an instant, smiled brightly, nodded and bowed and said: "Fengjiao, look at you, don't get angry, anger will hurt your body."
"Huh!" Zhao Fengjiao didn't use force, but looked sideways at Fang Wenjun: "Then what are we doing?"
Fang Wenjun narrowed his eyes: "Let's pave a way for that brat."
"Now that the boy has his back to Sanqing Mountain, what kind of road does he need to pave?" Zhao Fengjiao was puzzled.
Fang Wenjun shook his head and said: "Sanqingshan's attitude is ambiguous. Who knows who it will help in the end."
"Then who to look for?"
"Not looking for anyone."
"...You old fool, I'm really going to be angry!" Zhao Fengjiao suddenly became furious.
Fang Wenjun rolled his eyes: "You said you are too impatient with your hot temper, then no, just in front!"
As they were talking, in front of them, there was an old man who looked very senior, with white beard and hair.
The old man stood at one end of the street, leaning on his cane and drooping his eyelids, as if he was dozing off.
Zhao Fengjiao looked over and said with some suspicion: "He? He doesn't have any energy in him. Who is this?"
"A guy who never dies."
Fang Wenjun looked deeply at the old man.
As if aware of Fang Wenjun's eyes, the old man raised his eyelids and looked at Fang Wenjun and Zhao Fengjiao.
In an instant, as if they were transformed, the surrounding streets, pedestrians, and scenes disappeared in an instant, leaving nothing behind.
The three of them suddenly stood in a mountain range.
It's just that there is black air lingering on this mountain range, and the black air contains poison. However, Fang Wenjun and Zhao Fengjiao are masters of the lower realm and have extremely strong bodies, so they don't care about the poison in the black air that corrodes spiritual power.
The old man looked amiable and said with a smile: "The Nilin Alliance has been silent for many years. Why do you see me now?"
Fang Wenjun and Zhao Fengjiao looked at the surrounding scene. Fang Wenjun frowned and said: "Teleport hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant. I didn't expect that even the Holy City has such a powerful teleportation method. Qu Banxian, are you trying to scare us by showing your hand?"
"That's not the case, it's just that your conversation with me is definitely not a trivial matter. If someone with a heart hears it, it's nothing wrong with me. I'm just afraid that you will reveal your identity." Qu Banxian showed a gentle smile, and then suddenly said with emotion: "It's been many years.
, I have almost forgotten my nickname, Qu Banxian..."
Fang Wenjun frowned and said, "Is this Fengming Mountain?"
"That's right, my place is the safest." Qu Banxian walked inside with an indifferent expression.
Fang Wenjun and Zhao Fengjiao looked at each other and followed.
…
In the Holy City, Fang Hao was wearing a dragon robe, and he looked a bit like an emperor, but when he opened his mouth, he was a rough and arrogant guy. Naturally, he had nothing to do with those so-called emperors.
But this is of course just an appearance. The entire Qin Dynasty not only regarded Fang Hao as the emperor, but also regarded him as a god-like existence.
After the banquet, Fang Hao met a lot of people, including many top masters of the Xuan Realm from the Kyushu Martial Alliance, as well as heads of various sects, heads of aristocratic families, etc.
Nowadays, the Kyushu Martial League is definitely comparable to the largest force in Kyushu. Of course, we must put aside those unfathomable and mysterious forces like Sanqing Mountain.
When you see these people, they don't have any special appearance. It's nothing more than a martial arts gathering where the big guys get together to deal with some disputes within the Kyushu Martial Arts Alliance.
Warriors are all brave and ruthless people, and it is inevitable that there will be grudges between sects.
With Fang Hao here, it is natural to mediate and not allow this situation to continue to deteriorate.
In addition, there are countless cultivation resources gathered by Da Qin, such as Linquan, elixirs, and some genius treasures. Fang Hao took some of them as rewards and gave them to the member sects and families of the Kyushu Martial Alliance.
As the leader of the alliance, he naturally wants to let those who follow him know that it is worth it and that there is a future, otherwise no one will follow him willingly.
In addition, Jianghu cultivators consume a huge amount of money, not only the cultivation resources, but also ordinary expenses, which also require a lot of money.
These people concentrate on cultivation and do not do anything, so they naturally have no source of income. Fang Hao, as the emperor, naturally has the obligation to solve it. (To be continued)