Chapter 884: Asking for a Secret Meeting
Time passed gradually, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye.
After leaving the Ding family, Xiao Chen didn't pay attention to the matter of demon cultivation anymore.
Going to Ding's house is not to punish evil and promote good to eradicate evil demons, but purely to vent his anger for his subordinates, and by the way, to find some treasure hunting fun for his wife and children.
As for good and evil, at his level, there is no so-called distinction between good and evil in his heart, it is just for profit.
Only when he is weak will he put on a coat of righteousness.
When it comes to standing at the top of the pyramid, who cares about good and evil, even if good and evil join forces, it is a common thing.
After a few days of leisurely life, Gou Yu also passed the period of weakness, and he could no longer suppress his cultivation, and had to usher in the Yuan Infant Tribulation.
With the experience and perception of the dog's leftovers, the Yuan Infant Tribulation is just a slightly troublesome thing.
If it had been replaced by other demon beasts, it would have been lying on the ground with its skin and flesh open, humming, it was good, it didn't even change its mentality for the third time, and it was jumping around the little master to spread joy and cuteness.
After Gou Yu survived the Heavenly Tribulation and became the Great Demon of the Yuanying Realm, other people were also stimulated and triggered the Heavenly Tribulation.
Jiang Yifeng and the others quickly improved their cultivation by devouring the essence element, and the foundation was relatively poor.
However, with the blessing of a superb equipment, although he suffered some hardships, he successfully crossed the tribulation and became a Yuanying monk!
At the same time, under the baptism of thunder, the foundation has become more solid.
Yang Changsheng and the others all showed joy on their faces, and they flew in the sky excitedly.
In the infancy stage of the twenties, even the top ten sects in the lower realm have only the kind of existence with top qualifications, almost with demons, and can only be achieved with the support of massive resources!
Jiang Yifeng grinned, his ears were almost grinning.
It seems that when I see my peers again, I seem to be already an ......elder.
Le'er's white and tender fingers pressed against her little mouth, and asked enviously: "Baba, when will I be able to break through the foundation building period?" Le'er has cultivated to the ninth layer of the Qi cultivation period in the past few days!"
Xiao Chen gently stroked his daughter's little head and comforted: "Don't be anxious, baby girl, polish the foundation first, and then break through after half a month." ”
With the qualifications of a little girl and the inexhaustible spirit stone and spirit grass, working hard for half a month is already the limit of what can be suppressed.
Whether it is a casual cultivator or a sect disciple, they all sharpen their heads and want to break through as soon as possible, showing that they are talented and can be favored by the strong.
When it comes to the little girl, it has become a burden, and the longer the breakthrough time can be delayed, the better.
Sure enough, there is no harm if there is no comparison, so angry!
......
Late at night, in the underground vault of a luxury villa.
Zhu is better to sit cross-legged on the futon, after more than ten days of cultivation and the repair of the pill, although his body is still very weak, at least his face no longer has the pale and permeable feeling before.
Even the sunken cheeks, which had lost a lot of sperm and blood, were a little fuller.
Jingle Bell ......
The bell on the wall of the chamber made a crisp sound.
Zhu Hao slowly opened his eyes, looked at the crunchy bell on the wall, and frowned.
When practicing, it is most taboo to be disturbed, and this bell will only be shaken by the old servant when there is an emergency.
Boom, boom, boom, ......boom.
The heavy stone door slowly opened, and Zhu Wei walked out with his head held high, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's the rattle?"
At the top of the staircase, an old man in a coat stood respectfully with his hands in his hands.
This is a stronghold set up by Zhu Hao in the southern region, and he has been in retreat in a closed room to heal his injuries since he escaped from his injuries, and the old man standing with his hands in his hands is the steward of the stronghold and his most loyal old servant.
Although his cultivation is not high, he is in charge of many important affairs and communication with the outside world.
It is precisely because of the low cultivation that it is easier to hide the identity, and it has never been suspected in the past twenty years.
According to the rules set by Zhu Di, unless you encounter an important event, you must not disturb your cultivation.
Especially this time, the consumption of essence blood was too large, and he almost didn't let the cultivation that had not broken through for a long time fall by one level.
If your cultivation is regressive and you want to cultivate again, it will be ten times more difficult!
Fortunately, with the assistance of a large number of high-grade pills, the fluctuating realm was finally stabilized, and the injuries in the body also recovered.
At this time, someone suddenly interrupted his cultivation, and it was inevitable that he felt a little unhappy in his heart.
Seeing this, the old servant hurriedly bowed down and reported: "Master, someone from the Ding family is here." ”
Lord is a name that hides people's ears in the secular world.
"Huh?"
Zhu Bu frowned slightly, and his face showed a look of dissatisfaction.
The Ding family, as a latent family developed by itself, is not allowed to contact privately without notice for the sake of safety.
Now not only did he come without permission, but he also interrupted his practice, and he must be unhappy in his heart.
However, considering that the other party took the initiative to come to the door, there must be something important, so he asked: "Is it Ding Zhipeng?
The old servant hurriedly shook his head: "The person who came is not the head of the Ding family, and he looks panicked, it seems that something big has happened! The old slave didn't dare to delay, so he had to disturb the master." ”
Zhu Wei bowed his head slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Where are the people?"
"Back to my lord, the person has been brought to the underground council hall. The old servant replied respectfully, and hurriedly stretched out his hand.
The two of them walked to the study and pushed open the heavy bookshelves leaning against the wall.
Suddenly, a staircase appeared on the ground leading to the ground, and a candlestick spread across the wall, which looked a little eerie.
When you get down the stairs, the bookshelf automatically resets to cover it again.
The area excavated underground is huge, larger than the three-story villa above!
Walk through the narrow hallway and stop outside a secret room with an iron door.
The old servant did not follow up, but respectfully pushed open the door, and when the master entered, he immediately closed the door, and stood at the door with his hands in his hands.
The flickering of the candlestick adds a bit of mystery to the quiet underground chamber.
The secret room is about 50 square meters, and a long conference table is placed in the middle, and modern equipment such as projections are placed on the table.
There were candlesticks hanging in each of the four corners of the wall, and the flickering flames made the secret room look very dark and eerie.
If Xiao Chen was here, he would definitely complain about the demon cultivator's pretending to be a ghost again.
Even the projection is put on, isn't it more convenient to use the lighting for wiring!
Zhu might as well walk into the secret room with his hands behind his back and look around.
The old man sitting on the chair saw the person coming, and hurriedly got up respectfully and saluted: "The head deacon of the junior Ding family, I have seen the master of the Zhu Hall. ”
Zhu Bu frowned slightly, and his face showed an unhappy look.
I secretly muttered in my heart: "Ding Zhipeng actually filmed a deacon chief to see him, this is inflated! It seems that he should beat and knock well." ”
He said in a deep voice: "Why didn't Ding Zhipeng come to see me in person?"
The old man's heart trembled, and his voice cried out in a sad voice: "Dead, they are all dead......!"
(End of chapter)