Chapter 537 The Treasure Is Gone

Although Meng Zhanbo is a disciple of the four major sects, there is a reason why Wutai and Two Peaks and One Valley can be independent from the four major sects.

The status of the four major factions is slightly higher than that of the eight major forces, but it is only slightly higher and cannot be compared to a bucket of paste.

Meng Zhanbo's arrogance and conscientiousness made Pan Renjie lose his temper - the Qinggang sect is not the most difficult to deal with among the four major sects, but they are the most arrogant towards casual cultivators and small forces, which is what Shangguan Yunjin said, " Megalomaniac”.

The Qinggang sect focuses on sword cultivation, emphasizing bravery and diligence, "treating the enemy as ruthlessly as the Gang wind."

Pan Renjie was already proud of being able to subdue such an opponent.

What's more, people mentioned his father.

Pan Renjie does have more than a hundred brothers and sisters. For him, this is... a very helpless thing. In fact, his father is very proud of this and feels that he has made a great contribution to the continuation of the Pan family. .

Pan Renjie's mother was the maid of his principal wife and could be considered a direct descendant of the palace, but in the end he chose to leave Guanquan Valley and enter Wuyou Terrace.

His qualifications are not as amazing as Zhang Caixin in the Earth world, but he is still ranked in the top three among more than a hundred brothers and sisters, and he meets the requirements of Wuyoutai. Coupled with some resources funded by his family, his entry into the country is quite amazing. .

He also has very conflicting feelings towards his father, admiring and complaining at the same time.

As his cultivation level improved, his mother's status in the family also increased, but... after all, she was just a maid.

The key is that when he was growing up, his father's reputation still brought him a lot of convenience.

Hearing what Meng Zhanbo said, he hesitated for a long time before snorting coldly, "Wuyoutai will not wrongly accuse a good person."

"But...why go through Wuyou Terrace?" Meng Zhanbo said with a bitter face, "There is a difference between immortals and mortals. I have approved what Daoyou Feng has done, but there is nothing incomprehensible between Daoyou Ye and Daoyou Feng. It’s a big deal.”

Strictly speaking, this is indeed the case. Ye Tiannan doesn't even know that Feng Jun is an immortal cultivator. As a protector, he is aloof and doesn't care about trivial matters at all.

So Pan Renjie could only turn his head and look at Feng Jun, "Fellow Daoist Feng, Fellow Daoist Meng is willing to testify for you, what do you think?"

In good conscience, Feng Jun had no intention of causing trouble for Ye Tiannan today. He didn't even make any relevant plans. It was Pan Renjie and Shangguan Yunjin who wanted to take Ye Tiannan away for questioning.

Feng Jun can completely accept their ideas, and he can even feel that this may involve some entanglements between the four major sects and other forces - there are not only four major sects in the world of immortality, why are you so active?

He could understand why the other party gave up. Feng Jun was a very proud person at heart and didn't like to rely on external forces, so he thought: I didn't intend to win this, and I don't have the ability.

Although I dislike this guy very much, if I miss today... I will talk to him myself, without your help.

Seeing Pan Renjie's intention to back down, he smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist Ye said before that I killed people to seize treasures. To be honest, I really have this intention now, but for the sake of fellow Taoist Meng, let's leave it like this for the time being... After today, where can I go?" It doesn’t matter where you encounter it.”

Speaking like this seems a bit arrogant, but if you can't express your feelings directly, how can you become an immortal?

Meng Zhanbo glanced at him, said nothing, and felt nothing in his heart: Anyway, Pan Jinxiang's son is here, you can just say whatever you want.

Ye Tiannan remained silent. Although he was a cultivator of immortality, his future was already over and he no longer had that arrogance. Even when facing ordinary people, he could still show off. He said in his heart that it is up to you to be arrogant today.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Feng Jun nodded slightly and said, "Then you go. The loot here is what I left to mortals. If you have any dissatisfaction... just come to me."

"That's right," Pan Renjie nodded, and he automatically switched to the "Refining the Heart in the Mortal World" state again, because he felt that Feng Jun could actually consider so much for mortals. He was obviously practicing the way of the mortal world in his body, and he himself felt rewarded. Very beneficial.

Therefore, he had to keep up with Feng Jun's thinking and learn from some of his character and insights. "Of course there are differences between immortals and mortals, but now, they are working for Fellow Daoist Feng, so don't make things difficult for these common people."

Ye Tiannan still didn't say anything, but he was humming in his heart. Using Miaoshou Pavilion's personal belongings to buy people, and not allowing me to interfere, was really deceiving them.

Meng Zhanbo nodded without hesitation, "This is natural, that thing... we don't take it seriously yet."

After a pause, he spoke again, "But as Daoist Fellow Ye, as the protector of Miaoshou Pavilion, we need to find out how many people have been lost. We'll come back tomorrow morning."

Pan Renjie glanced at him and nodded slightly, "Well, it's rare for you to be so loyal."

Having said this, he turned his head and glanced at Feng Jun, "Fellow Daoist Feng...how did I do?"

He took this opportunity to ask for advice on how to refine the heart. Feng Jun nodded, "What Taoist Pan said is true."

But this phenomenon was quite shocking when he saw it in Meng Zhanbo's eyes. He winked at Ye Tiannan and turned around to leave.

At this moment, the two martial arts masters from the magistrate's office exchanged glances, and a mid-level martial master walked up and knelt down on one leg, "I have seen three immortals."

Feng Jun raised his chin and uttered one word coldly, "Speak!"

"I'm on official business at Fu Zun's Yamen," the man said tremblingly, "May I ask if Feng Shangxian is related to Hu Yuandao?"

This problem is almost courting death, but there is no way. A bloodless warrior who uses money to help others eliminate disasters will be looked down upon.

Meng Zhanbo and Ye Tiannan, who were about to mount their horses and leave, slowed down when they heard this.

"I have no connection with him. I just want to find someone to inquire about the Miaoshou Pavilion's split helm." Feng Jun did not hide his intention. The matter was already done, so of course he could make it clear.

Then, he remembered another awkward thing, "But you guys are really arrogant... I know Hu Yuandao, but you actually sent people to arrest me, haha."

This one was so frightened that he knelt down on the other leg. When the other martial artist saw this, he also knelt down on both knees and said, "Exalted Immortal, please forgive me. The Palace Master has already regretted his offense and is willing to compensate the Immortal."

"Compensation?" Feng Jun heard a sneer, "If I were not an immortal, I might not be able to save my life, right?"

It’s not necessarily a guarantee, but it’s inevitable to suffer some hardships. This person knows this very well and dare not deny it. He can only defend himself, “The people of the Hu family have been suffering for a long time in the countryside, and so has the prince... It’s a last resort.”

"It's useless for you to tell me this," Feng Jun snorted coldly, "I have no interest in going to him again. I just want to remind you that when I go to find Hu Yuandao, there must be a matchmaker in the middle. Let your family think about it. …What kind of person will this middleman be?”

The mid-level martial artist actually knew the person in the middle. He paused and asked tremblingly, "I dare not ask the immortal... is he an old friend of Hanshan?"

Feng Jun frowned and spoke impatiently, "Are you interrogating me?"

"Don't dare!" The martial artist immediately kowtowed to the ground. When the other martial artist saw this, he also followed suit.

"Just back down if you don't dare," Feng Jun waved his hand, then waved to the one-eyed Pixiu in the distance, "Come here and share the spoils!"

What he didn't expect was that among One-Eyed Pixiu's group, there was actually someone who was good at lip-reading. It showed that there would never be a shortage of strange people in this world. After a group of gangsters came over, they picked up their trophies and left without saying a word.

Only the one-eyed Pixiu walked up to Feng Jun and bowed deeply, "Thank you to the Immortal for saving your life. We brothers will travel for two months... to repay the Immortal for his love and care."

When Feng Jun saw that they suddenly dispersed, taking the seven prisoners with them, they had to exchange glances.

Pan Renjie hesitated for a moment and then spoke, "Let's escort them. If these seven people can leave alive, our busy work will be worthwhile... Miaoshou Pavilion will also be more passive."

Huh? Feng Jun looked at him in surprise and asked, "When did you have this awareness?"

In fact, it is normal for ordinary people to have this kind of reaction, but from the perspective of an immortal cultivator, they usually don’t think about it this way - it’s none of my business whether Miaoshou Pavilion is passive or not. If you dare to show your teeth to me, I will destroy you. Got it!

Then, Feng Jun nodded thoughtfully, "Fellow Daoist Pan, training your heart in the red world... seems to have gained a lot."

Pan Renjie's mouth curled up, and he couldn't stop the smile on his face. "My humble opinion makes Fellow Daoist Feng laugh."

The three of them discussed it, mounted their horses and chased those people. Not long after, two more black figures appeared on the ruins of the Dong family manor. UU Readingｗｗｗ.uukanshu.net It was Meng Zhanbo and Ye Tiannan who had returned. .

Talking about coming tomorrow morning was just a false suggestion. The two of them were sure that Feng Jun and others had left, so they turned around and came back - don't underestimate one night, there may be many thieves coming.

Ye Tiannan was carrying a large emergency light in his hand - this was also goods from Zhige Mountain. Miaoshou Pavilion had been staring there for so long. Although he didn't succeed, he bought a lot of corresponding goods.

The two of them chatted casually while inspecting the miserable state of the manor.

"This guy is really bullying people," Ye Tiannan sighed and said, "Killing so many people, even stripping off all their clothes... Even if Miaoshou Pavilion offended him, would he be so ruthless?"

Meng Zhanbo was open-minded, "Who told them to offend the immortal cultivators? Without thunderous means, they can't deter Xiao Xiao... I said Fellow Daoist Ye, don't you sympathize with them?"

In his eyes, although Ye Tiannan is the protector of Miaoshou Pavilion, he is still an immortal cultivator and cannot be compared with the mortals of Miaoshou Pavilion - the superiority of immortal cultivators is all-round.

After walking for a while, Ye Tiannan roared angrily, "Asshole... I really found the treasure room!"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a few weakly, and a pit appeared, which was filled with temporary stones and even rubble and branches.

Ye Tiannan grabbed a few more handfuls, and then dug faster and faster.

When the empty treasure room appeared in front of the two of them, he couldn't help but jump to his feet and shout, "It's okay if you insult me, but you dare to dig up the treasure room in the helm... This matter is not over yet!"

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