The middle-aged man and the young man glanced at each other, and then the old god sat still on the ground without saying a word.

Feng Lian said angrily: "Damn, don't talk about pulling a few downs, Lao Tzu doesn't want to hear it yet." ”

"I just went away, and it didn't seem like there was anything to say. Seeing Feng Lian getting up, the middle-aged man hurriedly said, "What I can say is that I was plotted by this kid's old man when I was promoted, so I was locked up here by him." ”

"Bah, you don't do anything bad, my father...... What the hell did you do to my father?" the young man finally opened his eyes. The eyes are clear and bright, and they are not stained with dust.

"What do you say?" the middle-aged man asked rhetorically, instead of answering.

"Brother, you help me kill him, I can give you a lot of cultivation materials. ”

"Young man, you better think about how you can go out and talk big. As he spoke, he shook the chain in his hand, and the pain made the young man's face pale.

The two of you come and go, a war of words, and they don't give in to each other. Feng Lian didn't want to listen to their nonsense, so he asked the young man, "What's your name?"

The young man gave him a blank look and said, "Why tell you!"

Feng Lian wanted to scare him, but after thinking about it, the two of them didn't know how long they had been trapped here, but they were afraid that they would have no love for a long time, and there was little point in scaring him. He asked again, "What is your relationship with Qiao Liangrui?"

The young man replied, "I don't know!"

Feng Lian sighed and said, "Since you don't know each other, forget it." He said let me come in and help him save someone. ”

Feng Lian never believed what Qiao Liangrui said, it was his son who was trapped underground. Although he only has a one-sided relationship with him, Feng Lian trusts his own judgment. If the young man in front of him was really Qiao Liangrui's son, with his character, I am afraid that he would have rushed in to save people a long time ago.

Feng Lian said to the middle-aged man: "If he doesn't want to say it, forget it, then you say." You'd better tell the lie a little more satisfactorily, so that I can find the flaw, and then activate the magic circle and slowly drain your aura and blood. ”

Maybe it was because the pessimism had been too long, the middle-aged man was pondering and brewing emotions, and the young man seemed to say to himself: "I didn't expect that after so many years, he still remembers me, but this kindness is difficult to repay." ”

Looking at the young man's face, a rare trace of emotion appeared. Feng Lian stroked the furry head of the three-legged blind beast and said, "You tell the truth, maybe I'll take you out if I'm in a good mood." ”

The young man said indifferently, "If you have the ability, let that bastard take the chain out of me first." ”

Feng Lian looked at the middle-aged man and said, "If you remove the chain, I may take you out too." ”

The middle-aged man said indifferently: "I have been banned for decades, and there have already been vicissitudes outside." It's just a bigger prison for me. ”

Feng Lian said helplessly: "Since this is the case, then say goodbye forever." ”

After Feng Lian finished speaking, he released the hottest spiritual flame and lit up the eyes of the magic circle under his feet. The blazing flame is the hedron of the Eye of the Array, and it absorbs the aura to ensure that it does not extinguish.

The two men didn't let him light the so-called holy lamp, he preferred to light it and see what was going on. Moreover, he had consulted the three-legged blind beast, and the other party wanted him to set it on fire. The three-legged blind beast can now be said to be his pet and will not harm him.

Suddenly, the entire underground circle was activated. Feng Lian's divine consciousness was involuntarily dragged by the magic circle, extending along dozens of major veins.

Feng Lian felt that he was the central eye of the entire circle, and he could control the entire circle.

After several attempts, Feng Lian confirmed that he was the eye of the entire magic circle, and he could control tens of thousands of magic circles, large and small. This discovery made him ecstatic, because the circle not only covered the entire city of Jile, but also stretched out for hundreds of miles.

In Jile City, the already strong aura suddenly became more and more intense, forming layers of milky white mist. It wasn't until half a month later that Feng Lian realized the subtleties of the magic circle and absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy to nourish the secret realm. The fog had just lifted, but the aura was still strong.

Feng Lian sensed that the middle-aged man was locked here, and he was also equivalent to an array eye, speeding up the operation of the magic circle.

"Stay, young man. Feng Lian got up and walked towards the door of the cage, and the middle-aged man shouted.

"What joy is life, and what sorrow is life. You have nothing to love, what can you do?" Feng Lian asked with an unhappy gesture.

"If you can let me out, you will be rewarded. I can ......."

Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, the young man immediately shouted, "Don't listen to him, he is a loose cultivator."

What can be for you. You saved me, and I can make you the general of Nanxi and lead the whole country. ”

Feng Lian looked at the young man and asked, "What is your identity to dare to say such a big thing?"

"I am Ran Junwu, the prince of Nanxi Kingdom. I didn't believe it, I opened the Ethereal Ring, and it contained my identity certificate, as well as my father's succession book. As he spoke, he really opened the Ethereal Ring, and said, "You can also ask Qiao Liangrui, he can become the general of Jile City, and I recommended him." ”

Feng Lian looked at his ethereal ring, which contained the seal of the crown prince, the emperor's edict, and a large number of gold and silver treasures that were treasures to others and waste to cultivators.

Feng Lian didn't doubt his identity very much, at the beginning he felt that the temperament exuded by this young man was not something ordinary people could have, it was an innate and naturally formed noble temperament.

Under Feng Lian's questioning, he revealed how he was imprisoned here.

Twenty years ago, the Emperor of Nanxi suddenly disappeared. The minister of the country took out his edict and let the crown prince Ran Junwu succeed him.

Ran Junwu is a filial son and a person who is very suspicious. Seeing his father's inexplicable disappearance, he thought it must be a conspiracy, maybe this group of ministers plotted to kill his father, and then helped him ascend the throne as a puppet emperor. So on the eve of the enthronement ceremony, he slipped out, and he swore that he would never ascend the throne until he investigated his father's life and death.

Eight years later, in order to find out the truth, he exhausted the treasury, which was already close to emptiness, before finding out that his father had last appeared in the city of Jile. So they tracked it down.

Without funds, he could only reach out to Qiao Liangrui to ask. How dare Qiao Liangrui mess with the money of the treasury. So let Ran Junwu go to the underground treasury to get it by himself.

Ran Junwu accidentally learned through the murals in the treasury that there was a dungeon under the basement. But he didn't know how to enter the dungeon, and he forgot what mechanism he had touched, so he was pulled down from the dungeon by the three-legged blind beast.

As a result, as soon as he entered the dungeon, before he could figure out what was going on, he was hit by a middle-aged man, trapped his spirit crystal with a chain, and constantly absorbed his spiritual energy to nourish himself. 、

"That eunuch is the emperor of the Nanxi Kingdom?" After hearing this, the middle-aged man shouted incredulously, "The king of a country has done such a dirty thing, and he is innocent of death!"

"You're a eunuch, an old eunuch!" Ran Junwu saw him scolding his father, and immediately scolded back.

"Okay, you should have been scolding for five or six years, aren't you annoyed?" Feng Lian couldn't stand their quarrel, looked at the middle-aged man, and said, "It's your turn, do you want to say anything? ”

The middle-aged man shook the chain in his hand and said, "Can you save him?"

Feng Lian looked at the middle-aged man with mocking eyes and said, "The entire magic circle is under my control, do you think I can save him?"

Feng Lian was a little weak-hearted, he really couldn't leave Ran Junwu without the consent of the middle-aged man. After all, he is also one of the eyes of the formation now, and within half an hour of Feng Lian untying the chain array, he has a chance to kill Ran Junwu.

After learning Ran Junwu's identity, Feng Lian had an idea and asked him to cede the entire Jile City to himself.

The geographical location of Jile City is excellent, with water and land routes extending in all directions, and there are teleportation arrays and various workshops in the city. The scenery inside and outside the city is beautiful and the aura is strong. Moreover, he also holds this Ten Thousand Streams Returning Sect Array, which is the best position to establish Amen.

As for those dilapidated buildings, they were directly ignored by him, and when the time came, he spent money to ask Ye Kunchu to help build them, less than a hundred years, and it was a brand new city.

Feng Lian was afraid that the middle-aged man would really kill Ran Junwu, and his plan would be in vain. He also said: "Actually, I have no interest in those false names, but if there is a heavy reward, I can consider rescuing you too." ”

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and asked, "What kind of reward do you want?"

Feng Lian smiled: "Can you give me whatever I want?" ”

The middle-aged man said casually: "You don't say how I know what you want, I know if I can give it to you after you say it." ”

Feng Lian sighed secretly, to deal with a cunning person like a middle-aged man, you have to make a golden shot, and you really are not that material. So the lion opened his mouth and said, "What do you want me to say, I need money now, if you can give me a few million divine crystals, I think I can consider it." ”

"Millions of Divine Crystals?" Ran Junwu swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. Nan Xiguo was already so poor that he couldn't even take out tens of thousands of immortal crystals in order to find his father.

"Are you sure?" said the middle-aged man

Zi asked with a strange expression.

Ran Junwu sneered: "As soon as he scatters his cultivation, he is an absolute poor ghost, how can he have so much money." And his life wasn't worth that much. ”

Feng Lian also felt that he had made a big joke, and he was about to change his words. The middle-aged man said, "How many millions?"

Seeing that Feng Lian didn't answer, the middle-aged man was not in a hurry, and looked at Feng Lian playfully.

Feng Lian looked at his expression and said angrily: "Nine million nine hundred and ninety-thousand." ”

The middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why don't you say 10 million?"

Feng Lian gritted his teeth and said: "It's nine million .99 million." Don't pull it down!"

"Three million! to be paid in 50 years"

"Eight million! Ten years to pay. The other party opened his mouth, Feng Lian had a bottom in his heart, and bargained with him.

The two bargained for half an hour, and finally the middle-aged man bid five million and a half million divine crystals, which would be paid off in thirty years. The first payment of one million is made over three years. The two immediately signed the agreement, and each left a drop of oath blood in the jade slip of the agreement. Feng Lian only learned at this time that the middle-aged man's name was Yichen.

As soon as the agreement was signed, the middle-aged man was very happy, and after letting Feng Lian let go of the chains in his hands, he immediately took out a black card and threw it to Feng Lian, saying: "This is the black card of the Sun and Moon Chamber of Commerce, worth 500,000 divine crystals. You can cash in at any of their stores. ”

Feng Lian was so happy in his heart. The treasure that Lezhai said is really too big, five and a half million divine crystals, which is equivalent to 150 million immortal crystals.

I think that in Muyun Academy, for the competition fund of one million immortal crystals, the three universities fought hard, and now I have so much at once. With the funds for the creation of Amen in place, can he not be happy?

After putting away the jade card, Feng Lian said to Ran Junwu: "It's your turn, let you go back to be the emperor, what price?"

Ran Junwu's head was full of black lines. Money, he really doesn't have it. Treasures, three generations of their family, one is more than a loser, even the treasury has been emptied, what treasures do they have. What treasures are worth millions of divine crystals? All he can give Feng Lian is power, but Feng Lian doesn't accept it.

After some bargaining, when Ran Junwu was about to give up hope of escaping, Feng Lian said: "Why don't you cede the entire Jile City to me, and replace you with going back to be the emperor and reorganizing the rivers and mountains?"

Ran Junwu didn't answer for a long time. An inch of rivers and mountains, an inch of blood, this is the country that the ancestors have beaten down little by little, just ceded out like this, what face does he have to see the ancestors and the ancestors? Moreover, he also thinks about ascending the throne in the future, and wants to build Jile City into the most prosperous commercial border city in the Nanxi Kingdom, and regain its former style. Cession of the city of Jile, his heart is incomparably painful. But if you don't agree, do you still have any hope of life?

Yichen looked at Ran Junwu, who was in a dilemma, and said: "Nanxi Kingdom has been broken into this, what is the difference between ceding and not ceding? Cession, you still have the opportunity to go out and reorganize the rivers and mountains." If you don't cede it, the country laid down by your ancestors will be divided, and your people will become slaves of others, think for yourself. I'm not trying to save you, but I'm optimistic that you have the ability to govern the country. When you get the rivers and mountains in order, if your eunuch father comes back, I can settle accounts with him. ”

Ran Junwu glared at Yichen angrily and said, "You are the eunuch...... What do you say, my father is not dead?"

Yichen snorted: "It's better to die, otherwise I'll let him taste the taste of the Spirit Devouring Soul Refining Array!"

Ran Junwu still didn't dare to agree, this is not a matter of land, but the fate of the entire country.

Feng Lian saw that he couldn't make up his mind, and asked, "What level of cultivation is yours?"

Ran Junwu said weakly: "Martial Emperor is low-level. ”

Feng Lian thought for a moment and said, "Well, let's make a bet." It is based on the normal lifespan of two thousand years for martial immortals. In two thousand years, if Jile City can't become the richest and most beautiful city in the Nanxi Kingdom, how can you take it back?"

Feng Lian's bet is also to put pressure on himself, since he wants to become an Amen, he will build it into the most beautiful, richest, and most powerful sect. Otherwise, he might as well go out immediately to find Mengjie, cultivate with peace of mind, and live in seclusion in the mountains.

Ran Junwu ignited hope, gritted his teeth and said: "A word is a deal, a deal!"

The two signed the agreement.

The cession of Jile City is not just a city, but more than 6 million square miles of land under the jurisdiction of Jile City. Including the army, including the people. Everything above and below the ground will belong to the wind and integrity.

Feng Lian accepted the jade slip, and an ambition arose. From this moment on, he has a place that truly belongs to him, and he can finally sprint towards the dream in his heart.