The reputation and credibility of the Liao family are obviously directly proportional.

About half an hour after Liao Xianliang left Wufeng Mountain satisfied, Yang Chen's mobile phone had already received a text message from the bank prompting the change of account funds, and the first 1.2 billion cash had been transferred to Yang Chen's account.

At this time, Xuanhong Zhenren sat next to Yang Chen, and also glanced at Yang Chen's mobile phone text message, he asked, "Don't you worry that Liao Xianliang will come back to trouble you in a few days?" ”

The reputation of the Liao family in the world is far greater than its reputation in the metaphysical world, and Xuan Hong Zhenren knows how big the energy of the Liao family is, and he knows that if Liao Xianliang tears off that old face at that time, even if he protects Yang Chen, he is afraid that he will not get much benefit.

"So before he left, I checked with him several times." Yang Chenle put the phone back in his pocket, shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Liao is a good person......

"This time, it did a good thing." The corners of Xuan Hongzhen's mouth couldn't help but twitch twice.

After three rounds of tea and five flavors of dishes, when the entire table of food was almost wiped out, Chuan Ming Zhencai gently put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, looked at Yang Chen with blazing eyes and asked, "The mail sent to Maoshan Town ......"

"I sent it." Yang Chen knew the purpose of Chuanming Zhenren's coming here today, anyway, he didn't plan to hide it, after hearing Chuanming Zhenren take the initiative to mention it, he also put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, but his face showed a trace of embarrassment, and he nodded: "Your apprentice Jing Zhichun ......"

"What's wrong with him?" Chuanming Zhenren was keenly aware of the unbearable color that flashed in Yang Chen's eyes, and his heart suddenly tightened. The originally relaxed body sitting posture also tensed up at this moment.

"Something happened to him." Yang Chen pondered what he wanted to say in his heart. Then he said cautiously: "It may seem a little difficult for you to accept...... So, you'd better be mentally prepared first. ”

"Say it. I'm ready. Seeing Yang Chen's cautious appearance, in addition to a light sigh in his heart, he probably knew that Jing Zhichun's current state was probably quite bad.

"Just a few days ago, I was on a construction site in Jinzhou City......" Yang Chen carefully considered every word he wanted to say, and slowly told everything he had encountered to the real person sitting opposite.

It wasn't until Yang Chen said that Jing Zhichun had been picked off his hamstrings, pierced his collarbone with a steel bar, and was imprisoned in a dark basement, no matter how many times the true person had silently recited the Taoist scriptures when listening to Yang Chen's narration. It's still inevitable that my eyes are red.

"These two people should be cut with a thousand knives, broken bones and ashes!!" After all, Chuan Ming Zhenren still couldn't control the anger and desolation in his heart, and stood up from his chair with a snort, gritting his teeth and saying, "My poor apprentice!" ”

A majestic and surging momentum erupted from the body of Chuan Ming Zhenren, and the dishes on the table of the Eight Immortals in front of him were all torn apart and turned into ashes in an instant!

There was no need for Yang Chen to remind him, from the beginning when the real person had abnormal mood fluctuations, Xuan Hong Zhenren, who had already been prepared, raised his hand and forcibly suppressed the momentum fluctuations on the real person with a golden light.

Xuanhong Zhenren shouted in a low voice: "You old way, how can you still be so impulsive when you are so old? Calm down!! ”

"Calm down? It wasn't your apprentice who went missing, and it wasn't your apprentice who was picked off his hamstrings. It's not your apprentice who was pierced through your collarbone, of course you're calm! Chuan Ming Zhenren was so angry that he scolded Xuanhong Zhenren......

"Look at what you've done!" Xuanhong Zhenren did not stimulate Chuanming Zhenren, but turned his head and scolded Yang Chen.

Yang Chen, who was pure and innocent, couldn't help blinking. Smiled bitterly: "I'm already very cautious, okay......"

"This matter, Lao Dao wrote it down." Chuanming Zhenren glared at Xuanhong Zhenren hatefully, and then said to Yang Chen: "This love." I've inherited it from Maoshan! If there is a place that can help you in the future, Lao Dao will definitely reach out to help one or two! ”

Let's talk about it. He hugged his fist at Yang Chen and arched his hand. Then it turned into a gust of wind, and the 'whirring' flew out of the door......

Xuanhong Zhenren retracted his gaze for a long time and sighed: "I don't know how many people will die this time." ”

“…… Rumor that real people will kill? Yang Chen was stunned when he heard this.

"You don't know?" Xuanhong Zhenren glared, and said angrily: "Before this old thing went to Maoshan to become a Taoist priest, he was a killing god of the anti-Japanese guerrillas in Sujiang Province, and the Japanese soldiers who died at his hands were not a hundred but eighty......"

I didn't expect that there would be such a passionate historical allusion to the real people who seemed to be kind and kind!

But it was rumored that the real person had already left Wufeng Temple in a hurry, and Yang Chen had no idea of stopping it...... The good things that those two brutes have done themselves have to pay a price.

Just looking at the emotional reaction of the real person before leaving, Yang Chen knew that not to mention that the family members of the two beasts were also involved in the persecution of Jing Zhichun, even if they were kept in the dark one by one, they would inevitably be destroyed in the thunder and anger of the real person, and their souls would be destroyed from then on!

For this point, not only Yang Chen had already thought of it, but even Xuanhong Zhenren couldn't help but muttered several times, 'Evil'......

It was getting dark.

But the inside and outside of the Wufeng Temple are brightly lit, and with the passage of time, more and more representatives of the metaphysical sects and families who came from all over the country to hear the news almost filled the entire Wufeng Mountain.

Even if Yang Chen set the threshold for entering the meditation to rest, he still couldn't stop the monks who came like a tide!

Chen Shidong, Yuqing, Wu Yuanbing, Peng De and others were so busy that they were tired of dogs, and the team picking vegetables up the mountain from the bottom of the mountain had already run back and forth four or five times, and the kitchen had not stopped for a moment all day.

But since the news that Xuanhong Zhenren had been in charge of the temple spread, whether it was the monks in the Taoist temple, or the monks who could only stay on the floor outside the Taoist temple for a night, they all began to become gentle, and even lowered their voices by dozens of decibels.

Huiguang Temple is under the leadership of Master Pure Dust this time. A total of fourteen monks came.

Except for a few elders and Master Jingchen himself, who were placed in the house in the Taoist temple to rest, the remaining monks could only find a shelter outside the Taoist temple. Sit cross-legged and wait for the sun to rise the next day.

The Master of Pure Dust took a turn in the Five Peaks View. I returned to the house where I was staying.

He frowned slightly and said, "Where did Yang Chen go?" ”

"I heard that I was ......with Xuanhong Zhenren, the head of the Quanzhen Sect," a middle-aged monk who had already gone out to inquire about Yang Chen's whereabouts raised his head when he heard this, and responded: "It seems that Yan Qiushan, the head of the Lingbao Sect before, also went to look for Yang Chen, but when he came back, I saw that his face was not very good...... I guess I didn't talk about anything. ”

"I'm afraid I'm worried that there will be too many people and trouble, so I'm hiding." As soon as the Dust Purification Master pondered, he immediately understood why there was no trace of Yang Chen everywhere......

In fact, just as Master Pure Dust had speculated, since five o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Chen had been undisturbed. Secretly hid with Xuanhong Zhenren in the more hidden, old Wufeng Temple.

Not only Yan Qiushan, the head of the Lingbao Sect, came to him waving a check, but even the abbot master of Nanshan Temple, who has always been known for his calmness, also came to him with a blank check...... There is only one purpose, that is, I hope that Yang Chen can dispel the idea of disclosing the lost secret art of his sect, as long as Yang Chen nods, I am afraid that he will become a billionaire in no time after this day.

But Yang Chen, who knew what he was going to do, also understood that the money was hot, although he really wanted to take it. But thinking about the possible consequences, he forcibly dispelled his greed, and pulled Xuanhong Zhenren to hide together.

I heard that Yan Qiushan couldn't stop him, and when he returned to his temporary residence, he lost his temper. scolded Yang Chen for not knowing how to lift......

In short, the entire Wufeng Mountain is shrouded in an extremely complex atmosphere, and everyone has their own purpose. They all have their own ideas, and Yang Chen can't take care of them one by one. So the easiest way is to hide so that no one can find it!

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening. There are more than 200 sects and families staying on Wufeng Mountain, adding up to more than 1,000 people, and almost one-eighth of the monks in the national metaphysical community are staying on the mountain.

Zhao Keqiu, who was in charge of registering at the door, put down the pen and paper in his hand and rubbed his neck with his hand, only to feel a soreness spread all over his body in an instant, crispy and numb, and faintly painful!

"It's finally done." Looking at the thick book in front of him, Zhao Keqiu stood up from the stool.

But at this time, among the monks at the gate of the Five Peaks Temple, someone suddenly raised his head and looked shocked, "What a strong energy fluctuation...... What's going on?! ”

As some monks with slightly higher cultivation noticed the energy changes in the mountain, one after another, those monks with low cultivation also felt the energy fluctuations coming from the depths of the bamboo forest above!

Almost as soon as these people were suspicious, an incomparably huge water vapor rushed madly towards the mountain from all directions...... It was as if there was a strip of white silk that quickly covered the Wufeng Mountain!

The visual distance dropped to less than five meters in the blink of an eye, and because of the flow of mist, many monks' clothes were instantly wet, not only in their hair, but also on their eyebrows!

"What's going on?!" The overall level of the monks outside the Taoist temple was poor, and they were all a little helpless in the face of this sudden change, and they didn't know what was going on.

And those monks who were left in the Taoist temple overnight, including Zhang Tianshi from the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Yan Qiushan from the Lingbao Sect, and Master Jingchen from Huiguang Temple, all walked out of the room one by one, and their eyes all turned to the dense bamboo forest on the mountain......

"So they were hiding there!" After looking around, he didn't find Yang Chen's 'deepening feelings' Master Pure Dust, his eyes flashed with a little essence, and he finally found Yang Chen's hiding place, but there was more curiosity in his eyes, "What do they want to do?" ”

"It's so strong that the water and gas converge...... Is this going to rain down?! "Zhang Tianshi of the Heavenly Master's Mansion was not tall, but his face was majestic, and he stood in the courtyard accompanied by several disciples, looking at the direction where the water and gas converged, and his heart was also secretly surprised.

Only Master Fan, the presiding officer of Nanshan Temple, remembered the tents that had been temporarily erected at the foot of Wufeng Mountain before going up the mountain, and the news that had been circulated among those old people.

Master Lifan showed a knowing smile, nodded slightly, and said, "Amitabha, good, good!" ”

At the same time, in the old Five Peaks Temple, which had almost been destroyed by a fire in the Ten Thousand Immortal Palace, Yang Chen pinched his hands and saw a flash of gold.

Xuan Hong Zhenren on the side was also solemn, and a surging energy aura spread out from his body, and a translucent disc-shaped yin-yang fish pattern was dripping in front of him.

This yin-yang fish is like a huge magnet, constantly stirring up the water vapor in a radius of more than ten miles from Wufeng Mountain, and pulling it to Wufeng Mountain, where it gathers at the top of the mountain to form a huge rain cloud!

But such a large area of artificial rainfall, even with Xuanhong Zhenren's ability, is simply unbearable.

Therefore, Yang Chen was on the side, injecting golden runes into the artificial rain cloud, causing it to be further compressed and converged to meet the demand for rainfall.

When his hand hit the golden light, Yang Chen did not forget to smile and said: "Our generation of monks should take the benefit of the common people as their own responsibility, if the metaphysical world develops to a certain extent, a special team should be set up to do the rain, and where there is a great drought, they will go to seek benefits for the people......"

Xuan Hongzhen, who had been involved in such a huge project, was a little physically unbearable, and when he heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes and didn't know where to go, and he said angrily: "Use monks to make rain? You can figure it out...... The two of us are working hard to get a drizzle within a radius of one kilometer, and if we really want to be like you said, the metaphysical world must at least reach the current level of more than five times! ”

"Five times isn't enough." Yang Chen knew how difficult it was to rain rain in the dry land, so he shook his head and said, "If you want to meet the rainfall needs of a small town, you must have at least one monk above the fifth order of the satellite to come forward......

"Satellite Fifth Order? You're really dreaming! Xuanhong Zhenren said angrily: "Okay, don't talk nonsense...... The water and gas gathering place is almost there, you don't have to have this little means, right? This seat can last for five minutes at most, and if it is longer, the moisture will disperse! ”

Yang Chen looked up at the rain clouds on the top of the mountain and smiled, "Okay, leave the rest to me!" ”

As soon as his hand was raised, a cyan spirit rune came out of his palm, heading straight for the rain cloud on the top of the mountain! (To be continued......)