"Mr. Chu, I have already placed those two people properly according to your instructions. Lei Lie stood in front of Chu Yun and said respectfully to Chu Yun.

"Hmm. Watch them out, don't let them escape. Chu Yun instructed again, and then waved his hand and let Boss Lei leave.

Before heading to the Western Frontier, Chu Yun had to refine the first level of the Great Sun Thunder God Body.

Since Chu Yun had cultivation experience in his previous life, the Vajra Body of the first volume of the Great Sun Thunder God Body was very easy to get started.

After yesterday's thunder quenching body, Chu Yun's current diamond body is half completed, and the rest, he only needs to digest and absorb the remaining thunder power completely.

In fact, with Chu Yun's strength now, he would definitely not be able to do it, but he still dared to resist the heavenly thunder with his flesh and blood on the top of Jingzhou Mountain last night. It was definitely not Chu Yun looking for death, but that he had something to rely on.

The Great Sun Thunder God Body originally needed to be cultivated with the power of thunder, so Chu Yun could guide the Heavenly Thunder to refine the physical body according to the specific method of the Thunder God Body cultivation at that time. Moreover, even if the power of the thunder exceeded the limit that Chu Yun could bear, don't forget that Chu Yun's Thunder Spirit Jade also had the effect of absorbing the power of the thunder.

Therefore, in fact, most of the thunder power was absorbed by Lei Lingyu, and only a small part of the thunder fell on Chu Yun, at this time, relying on the cultivation method of the Great Sun Thunder God Body to guide a little, Chu Yun would naturally not be injured.

For the next two days, Chu Yun had been sitting quietly in the Lingyu Hot Spring, and the faint aura was misty, but he faintly saw that above Chu Yun's body, bursts of faint golden light bloomed, as if copper was cast in iron.

At this time, Chu Yun is undoubtedly undergoing an extreme transformation.

And when Chu Yun was cultivating the Great Sun Thunder Divine Body, he didn't know that the waves he had set off at the Yellow River Martial Arts Meeting that day were still far from stopping.

Yanjing.

It is one of the largest cities in China, and it is an international metropolis, where all kinds of high power and wealth are almost everywhere. Some people say that throwing a brick from Yanjing Tower can hit several rich people or high-ranking officials.

Although this is a joke, it also shows the great status of Yanjing as the political and economic center of China on the one hand.

At this moment, in a summer resort in the outer ring of Yanjing, the old man who had just finished Tai Chi bathed, wore a loose practice robe, walked on the green grassy path, and enjoyed a rare quiet time.

"Master, someone wants to see you. At this time, the housekeeper chased up from behind, and said with respect to the old man in front of him wearing a practice robe.

"Who wants to see me?" asked the old man lightly as he walked up to a locust tree and raised his hand to pick the locust flowers.

"It's your nephew, Chen Xi. ”

"He's probably here to report to me on the recent situation in Jiangdong, so let him in. The old man was still picking the fragrant locust flowers from the tree, and from time to time he put them in his nose, gently smelling the elegant fragrance of the locust flowers.

"Uncle, after so long, you still miss Aunt Wang so much?" On the path of the bluestone floor, a young man walked slowly, he was wearing a straight suit, and his shiny hair was also very careful.

"Yes, I remember that your Aunt Wang's favorite is the acacia flower, and she has liked it for decades, but it's a pity, but she didn't have the opportunity to see the magnificent scene of the acacia flower blooming all over the manor. When the old man spoke, his eyes never left this locust flower, this majestic old man, at this time, he was as tender as water, kind, like an old man who was old for a long time.

But the young man and the housekeeper all knew how dazzling and domineering the old man in front of him was in Jiangdong, and he was in charge of the ups and downs of the party's power.

Whether it was in the past or now, it can be said that the old man in front of him is the only one who dares to wrestle with Lei Lao Wu's father, Lei Tian, in Jingzhou.

Back then, if it weren't for the fact that his wife was seriously ill, the old man put his whole mind on his wife, and took the initiative to retreat in the wrestling with Lei Lao. Otherwise, there is no doubt that today's Jiangdong forces will be in a different pattern.

The old man, like Lei Lao, has withdrawn from the Jiangdong sphere of influence for many years, is obsessed with martial arts, ignores power disputes, and lives in seclusion in the suburbs of Yanjing.

But even so, the name of the richest man in Jiangdong is still known to everyone in the entire Jiangdong. And after so many years, although the old man has been hidden for many years, the energy and wealth under his hands have not decreased but increased.

It can be said that there are big forces with heads and faces in the entire Jiangdong, and their Song family can be seen more or less.

"Uncle, there's a piece of news that I don't know if I want to tell you or not. ”

"Let's say, I'm an antique that has passed almost a century, is there anything in this world that I can't accept?" the old man smiled faintly, but there was a kind of vicissitudes and indifference in his tone.

Forty is not confused, fifty knows the destiny of heaven, sixty is second-hand, and seventy is from the heart.

Maybe today's old man is in such a state, after going through the vicissitudes of the world, when facing anything again, it is enough to be pampered and not shocked, and do what he wants.

However, the old man still overestimated his own mentality, or underestimated the seriousness of the matter.

"One-eyed, dead. ”

The young man's words made the old man, who had already been doing what he wanted, shake violently. The young man clearly saw the sadness in the old man's cloudy pupils.

"Xiao Ming, really... Is it really dead?"

"Hmm. The young man's face was full of sorrow, and he nodded heavily. "Died at the hands of a man known as Mr. Chu. ”

"Mr. Chu?" the old man slowly muttered the name, as if recalling that when he was crisscrossing the Jiangdong, there was a character called Mr. Chu.

"Uncle, this Mr. Chu is a young man. When you were in Jiangdong, he probably just knew how to walk. Recently, he killed Ye Qinglong at the Yellow River Martial Arts Conference, and for a while, his momentum was like a rainbow, and the scenery was incomparable, and he faintly had the posture of becoming the honor of Jiangdong. ”

Now Jianghai, Nanquan City and other big cities have been controlled by him. ”

"What about the Litian we raised?" the old man asked again, frowning.

The young man smiled bitterly: "Uncle, because Li Tian offended that Mr. Chu, if he has almost become a lost dog, his power and industries have all changed hands. It fell into the hands of Mr. Chu. ”

"A few days ago, I heard that Li Tian had quietly left Jiangdong, and I didn't know where to go. I guess I don't have the face to see you. ”

The young man thought carefully and the old man reported the situation in Jiangdong in the past few days.

After a long time, the old man sighed: "I didn't expect that in just a few days, there has been such a big turmoil in Jiangdong." ”

"Okay, Xiaoxi, I know, you go back, just do your thing. ”

The young man looked at the old man who was full of depression at the moment, his mouth moved, and he wanted to persuade the old man to say a few words. But the old man had already turned around, and it seemed that he did not want to talk to him anymore.

"Uncle, the deceased is gone, don't grieve too much. Take care of your body. ”

The young man said worriedly, but the old man did not answer. After that, the young man did not stay long, turned around and went back.

In the past ten years, every time the situation in Jiangdong changed, the young people would personally rush to report to the elderly.

Chen Xi, who is now in a high position in the Wu family at a young age, there are few people he can admire in his life. One is the founder of China, and the other is his uncle. There is a strategy and domineering that is decisive thousands of miles away and strategized in the midst of the battle.

Just relying on his report, the old man's many secret layouts in Jiangdong in recent years are almost every step of the way. Maybe no one knows that most of the forces in Jiangdong today are actually working for them, and in just ten years, they have almost controlled the entire Jiangdong, but they are all in the dark, and everything has not yet appeared.

He understands his uncle, if he doesn't move, he is just a thunderbolt, and he kills with one blow.

The young man was gone, and only the old man himself was left, and the locust tree in front of the river.

"Ah Huai, I'm sorry, I didn't protect Xiao Ming......"

The old man sat under the tree, looking affectionately at the locust flowers on the tree, a little crystalline, but it was slowly falling.

The seeds of hatred are faintly sprouting from the heart.

"Mr. Chu?"

A faint voice sounded quietly.