"What did you say? A monk wearing a black gauze hat and loose black robe entered that shop?"
On the second floor of a shop in Fangfang City, Changsun Zhenwei thought for a moment after listening to the report of the early-stage foundation-building monk in front of him. His face immediately showed an extremely compelling anger.
Turning around suddenly, Changsun Zhenwei suppressed the raging anger in his heart and said urgently to the middle-aged man who had been calm and meditative in the main seat: "Headmaster, that monk must be that boy Zhou Zheng. Please ask the headmaster to be Changsun." The tribe decides! He"
Although he held back his overwhelming anger, due to his eagerness, his tone of voice did not seem to be so respectful. Therefore, before he could finish speaking, the middle-aged man who had been calm and composed suddenly let out a sinister snort.
Opening his eyes, the middle-aged man's entire aura suddenly changed. Not to mention the cold aura that permeated the whole body, the viciousness reflected in the opened eyes made people feel timid. Even the eldest grandson Zhenwei, who was in the early stage of Jindan, quickly lowered his eyes in shock under the middle-aged man's gaze.
"Really, you are a dignified ancestor in the early stage of Jindan, but you are so easily angered by a minor cultivator. I think you have given away all your realm in vain!"
The middle-aged man's tone was very serious. This seriousness was not only reflected in his tone, but also made Changsun Zhenwei feel as if a huge mountain was weighing on his heart. He felt like he couldn't breathe, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. .
"The Master has taught me a lesson. I will definitely remember the Master's warning in the future!"
Seeing Changsun Zhen lowered his head in panic, the middle-aged man just restrained his cold and formidable aura.
"I am now in the critical period of entering the Great Consummation. If there were no major reasons, do you think I would appear here at this time?" He raised his eyes and glanced at Changsun Zhenwei, who was respectfully lowering his head. , while the middle-aged man slowly closed his eyes, he said lightly: "The ancestor sent a message, asking me to do my best to recruit Zhou Zheng into my Blood Demon Sect! If not, kill him!"
What!
Huoran raised his head, and Changsun Zhenwei looked at the middle-aged man who had closed his eyes again in disbelief.
"This is my decree, Blood Demon Zong will wait quietly for three days. After three days, if Zhou Zheng still hasn't walked out of the shop, please leave the rest of the city and wait!"
"yes!"
The foundation-building monk who was standing respectfully at the entrance of the stairs, after responding respectfully, maintained his respectful posture, slowly took three steps back, and then turned around and went downstairs. As for Changsun Zhenwei, he turned around and looked at the backs of the retreating Blood Demon Sect disciples. It can be said that his heart was extremely complicated. He never expected that the head of the Blood Demon Sect, Bao Guangjin, would actually receive a summons from the Blood Demon Sect¡¯s true supreme being, and the content of the summons was actually to recruit first, and then kill him after the recruitment failed!
Not only the Blood Demon Sect, but also similar situations are happening in other places in Fang City.
"You said Zhou Zheng has already entered that store?"
A faint voice echoed on the second floor. This voice sounded like it didn't want to care about the world.
"Teacher, the disciple was not sure at first, but later the disciple saw him entering but did not leave, so the disciple boldly guessed that he should be Zhou Zheng."
Listening to the report of the female disciple behind him, Lin Ziyin, the current headmaster of Tianyin Sect, stood silently at the window. A white gauze hat covered her appearance, making it impossible to tell whether she was thinking or looking at the scenery outside the window. But the figure standing quietly gave people an ethereal and spotless feeling.
After a while, Lin Ziyin's calm voice sounded again on the second floor: "I'm telling you, if Zhou Zheng doesn't step out of the shop within three days, he will advise other monks in Lifang City."
"yes!"
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"This is my decree. In three days, all irrelevant people in the city will be asked to leave!"
"yes!"
After the disciples in front of him retreated, Li Tianzhong slowly raised his hands and exhaled a deep breath.
"The ancestor sent a message asking him to bring people here. He only told him not to let other sects kidnap or harm Zhou Zheng, but he didn't say why. It's really a headache!"
Li Tianzhong is really helpless towards his ancestor.
If you want to recruit an invincible person with a foundation, you don¡¯t need him, the headmaster, to come forward in person, right? The opportunity in the unknown space under the Death Plain doesn't seem to require him to make this trip, right? He is not the only Jindan Patriarch in the sect!
With a deep sigh, Li Tianzhong couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his aching temples. After rubbing it, he suddenly stopped his hand as he realized something.
"Could it be"
??A gleam of surprise flashed across Li Tianzhong's eyes for an instant, and then he raised his head and said in a deep voice to the stairs: "Pass this order to revoke the previous oral order. All personnel immediately rushed to the surroundings of the store to guard against anyone else. Come close and kill them all!"
After giving the order in a deep voice, Li Tianzhong turned his hand, and a jade slip was already attached to his forehead.
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Zhou Zheng knew nothing about the undercurrent happening in Fang City at this time.
In the shop, Zhou Zheng wore a vague smile, his eyes gently slid behind the wicker chair in the corner, raised his feet and passed the old man's side, walking towards the alchemy.
"Old man, how dare I curse you? Now I have to rely on you to save my life!"
The old man was very aware of Zhou Zheng's seemingly unintentional brushing against the wicker chair, but he didn't take it to heart at all. He even didn't take Zhou Zheng's actions of ignoring him seriously, and instead turned around happily. He shouted to Zhou Zheng: "Haha, you brat, hire me as a thug, the commission is very expensive!"
Zhou Zheng paused and smiled without looking back: "Old man, I know it's expensive to hire you, but I owe it to you first."
After saying that, he smiled again, then no longer stopped, stretched out his hand to push open the door of the alchemy, and stepped in.
Seeing Zhou Zheng closing the door, the smile on the old man's face made him as happy as he wanted.
"Hehehe! It's fate, it's fate! The brat is really good enough to be on the road and knows how to come here! Hehe!!"
Rubbing his hands together excitedly, the old man suddenly returned to the wicker chair as if teleporting, then lay back on the wicker chair with a smile and closed his eyes. However, the difference this time was that when the old man closed his eyes, this small shop was enveloped by a vague spiritual will.
Feeling the emergence of this spiritual thought, Zhou Zheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon in the alchemy shop, had a faint smile on his lips.
After laughing, Zhou Zheng put away all his distracting thoughts and began to quietly reconsider his situation.
Originally, he thought he would only have to face the Changsun tribe, but now that he stepped into this city again, he found that more than one force seemed to be paying attention to him. This can be guessed from the fact that as soon as he stepped within a hundred meters of this place, he was simultaneously probed by six spiritual consciousnesses coming from different directions. Not only that, from the different actions of these six people from the previous ones who just secretly observed him with their eyes, he had a faint feeling that besides the six forces, there were other people who were also plotting against him.
The six forces should be the six major immortal cultivating sects in the central region. But why would they look for me? Also, except for the six great Immortal Cultivation Sects, are all the others because of the reward offered by the Changsun Tribe?
Thinking of this, Zhou Zheng couldn't help but frown deeply.
Others are spying on him because of the reward offered by the Changsun tribe. He can completely understand that after all, not everyone can resist the huge reward of five thousand low-grade spiritual stones. But as the six major immortal cultivating sects in the central region, with their strength, they would not take a mere five thousand low-grade spiritual stones seriously. Since they looked down on five thousand low-grade spiritual stones, they would not let their disciples confront themselves who had soul flags for no reason. So what is their purpose?
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Just like the old man, he targets himself because he needs to be used somewhere. What about these sects? Is it possible that you also seek something from yourself?
No matter how arrogant Zhou Zheng is, he would not think that the six major immortal cultivating sects in the central region would ask for their help from him at the same time. So Zhou Zheng shook his head a little unrealistically, and Zhou Zheng immediately denied his guess.
¡°If you¡¯re not asking for something from him, then you have something to do with him!¡±
Is there anything that would make the six great Immortal Cultivation Sects worried about each other at the same time?
A sudden flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and Zhou Zheng suddenly stiffened.
Is it for the opportunity in the netherworld?
Zhou Zheng almost exclaimed.
After the shock, Zhou Zheng quickly calmed down the violent fluctuations in his heart.
The existence of the Nether Space is obviously not a secret in this central region. And when he fell from the void space channel, it happened in full view of everyone. In this way, wouldn't everyone know that he Zhou Zheng had entered the Nether Space and successfully came out of the Nether Space alive? In other words, he, Zhou Zheng, successfully obtained the opportunity in the Netherworld!
In the world of cultivating immortals, it is impossible to hide secrets. What's more, he was very high-profile at that time and turned nearly a hundred monks into bones.
One month is enough time to spread the information throughout most of the central region. Therefore, no matter it is the six great immortal cultivating sects,, or others, are now coming for the opportunities in the Nether Space!
Thinking of this, Zhou Zheng finally understood. But at the same time, he also realized more clearly how dangerous his situation was.
Unknowingly, he has been noticed by the monks throughout the central region!
"I didn't expect that I, Zhou Zheng, was only at the early stage of foundation building, and that I had already become the object of attention in the entire central region!"
Zhou Zheng smiled helplessly. The old man who seemed to be sleeping outside seemed to be sleeping deeply. When he heard Zhou Zheng's words because of his spiritual consciousness, he couldn't help but close his eyes and muttered: "You brat, you think too simplistically."
After a moment of pause, the old man¡¯s slow whisper sounded again in the store: ¡°Well, the reaction is not bad.¡±