Jiang Feng, who has incarnated as a hateful sleeper, walks alone in the Ziwei Imperial City, and there are many people who come and go, but recently, the Ziwei Imperial City has gathered arrogantly, and no matter how eye-catching Jiang Feng's existence is, it is not as novel as usual.

It was already noon, Jiang Feng suddenly noticed that the monks around him were gathering and moving, gradually gathering in one direction, and driven by curiosity in his heart, he also merged into the crowd and went to everyone's destination together.

Jiang Feng was far ahead of the vast majority of monks in a short time, and when a mansion palace came into view, he realized that the place where everyone gathered was actually the "Hate Palace"!

The creation of the Hatless Palace was founded 1,600 years ago, and it is said that its founding ancestor Nangong Hateless was an immortal strange person who cultivated into the immortal path from the devil, and was famous in the past and shook the thirteen places of Kyushu, and lived forever.

Eight hundred years ago, it entered the Ziwei Emperor City, and the foundation of the sect was set in the western region of the city realm, and it was a rare immortal sect in the world.

If the forces of the Ziwei Emperor City are roughly divided, the hateless palace can be firmly ranked as a first-class superior sect in the third-class ninth level, but it is a pity that in the past three hundred years, the talents of the sect have withered, and there is no descendant to take on the task of revival, and the sect has gradually become a third-class force.

If it weren't for the fact that the Hatless Palace has a deep thousand-year-old heritage, and there is a super-first-class force like the Wenfu sitting in the Ziwei Imperial City to intimidate all the heroes, I am afraid that the Hatless Palace would have been driven out of the Ziwei Imperial City by the joint efforts of all sects.

On this day, the wind and clouds gathered outside the Hate Palace, and the black robe's cold evil sword suddenly appeared, holding the box in one hand and carrying it back in the other, the pace was steady and majestic, ignoring the obstruction of the monks guarding the door of the Hate Wu Palace, and stepped out, the sword qi all over his body was vertical and horizontal, and the gate of the Hate Wu Palace collapsed in an instant, and he broke into the Hate Wu Palace strongly.

The Hatredless Palace Protector Sect Barrier naturally recovered, and the onlookers were repelled a hundred meters away with the Hatless Palace as the center, which was still the reason why the Immortal Array of the Hateless Palace Protector Sect had not been opened, and it only played the role of warning and demonstrating.

Monks from all walks of life from different forces rose up one after another, either standing out of thin air, or standing on top of the surrounding high-rise buildings, looking down on the situation in the palace of no hatred.

Jiang Feng saw a lot of familiar faces among these people, Song Yuan, Ren Puyu and others were among them, but these people were accompanied by elders with great power, otherwise it would be difficult to occupy a place.

The current Jiang Feng is not a true disciple of the Cloud Heaven Palace, let alone a guest of the Wen Mansion, just Qiu Mian, a mysterious monk with no roots and no lingering, and he can't occupy a good lookout position in the vicinity with his own strength.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng looked back at the Bu Tian Tower in the distance, with the geographical location and building height of the Bu Tian Tower, it should be enough to see everything that happened in the Hatless Palace from afar.

Jiang Feng hurriedly went, with the status of the Heavenly Tower, even if there were other monks who had the same ideas as Jiang Feng, they did not dare to rashly climb the heights to watch, they would only follow the rules and climb the stairs floor by floor, if they were unable to stop, they would have nothing to do with others.

Jiang Feng ascended upstairs, but with the identity of Qiu Mian, he could only barely climb to the fifth floor, and it was difficult to go up, but there were not too many condescending advantages here, and he couldn't see the situation of the Hate Palace.

Many monks are the same as Jiang Feng, even if there are one or two special cases, they also stop on the sixth floor, and they don't have too many advantages in comparison, and the rules of Butianlou stop a lot of idle people and so on just according to this.

"The evil sword suddenly appeared in the Provoke and Hate Palace, where are the sword life Dao people? Could it be that Qing'er and the others haven't found the Liuyun without a trace until now? It's impossible!"

There was no other way, Jiang Feng was anxious left and right, and a man dressed as a physique, martial artist, suddenly came down from the upper floor and stopped in front of Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng looked at the strange man in front of him who seemed to be particularly energetic, the latter clasped his fists and saluted, and said calmly: "My family master invited Daoist friends upstairs to talk about it, and also invited Daoist friends to move and go with him for a while." ”

"Your lord is ......," Jiang Feng asked.

The man with a very martial demeanor still adhered to the attitude of neither humility nor arrogance, and replied: "Daoyou will know as soon as you go." ”

Jiang Feng didn't insist on getting to the bottom of it, and went upstairs with the strange man under the envious or speculative gazes of the other monks.

The two of them were in a hurry, and when the strange man stopped and turned sideways to let go of Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng first noticed the other nine guards with a strong aura, all of whom were strong in cultivation, and a few good-looking maids were waiting by the side, his eyes gradually shifted, and he finally saw the Lord in the mouth of the guard as he wished, and this was the tenth floor that was far beyond his expectations.

After all, there are only eleven floors of Butianlou, and the eleventh floor on the top floor cannot be set foot on anyone who is not invited by the owner of Butianlou, and at this moment, what kind of status can be seen in the person who invites guests on the tenth floor.

On the tenth floor, near the window, there is a special gold chair, on which the dragon and phoenix are carved, and the beads are inlaid with jade, which can be described as extremely luxurious and rich.

The seat made of pure gold is extremely comfortable, and there is a middle-aged man who is extremely fat and round like a ball, looking at the arrival of Jiang Feng with a simple smile, although it is very sincere, but it always makes people feel that there is still a bit of treachery hidden in it.

Jiang Feng was secretly shocked, who is this person? It is clearly a mountain of meat!

It was like a lump of fat being piled up on a golden seat, and the big fat man smiled at Jiang Feng and said, "Little friend, please sit down, now the surroundings of the Hate Palace are overcrowded, only here is the scenery is excellent, and it is even more rare to be quiet." ”

"Honorable and happy!"

Jiang Feng complimented him without being salty, and sat down opposite the big fat man with a meaty face, not pretentious.

At this time, when he looked closer, Jiang Feng was shocked to realize that the big fat man in front of him was actually half a head taller than him when he was standing, if he stood up, regardless of whether his legs could bear his bloated figure or not, wouldn't it be at least half a body taller than Jiang Feng?

What a mountain of meat!

It seemed that he could see through what Jiang Feng was thinking, and the big fat man who was dressed in extravagant and gorgeous clothes grinned, and his already small eyes were buried in the flesh on his face, and there were only slits left, and he couldn't see clearly.

The big fat man looked at the young monk in front of him, who was sharp and angular, and naturally gave people a sense of domineering, and still said kindly: "I haven't asked the name of the little friend yet." ”

"Qiu Mian!" Jiang Feng said concisely, looking very arrogant.

The big fat man said softly: "Qiu Mian, a good name! Especially this Qiu character, after being put forward separately without a surname, it is the most shocking." ”

"In front of Zhou Xing's predecessors, 'Qiu Mian' is just two insignificant words, but this praise is well deserved by the younger generation!"

Zhou Xing, who was recognized, laughed and praised again: "Xiaoyou is really extraordinary!"

This time, Jiang Feng was finally a little modest, bowed slightly, and said indifferently: "With Your Excellency's dress and the place where you appeared at this time, I would like to ask Ziwei Emperor City who else can have such a guard of honor except for the merchant owner of the Zhou Xing Commercial House and the real owner behind the Butianlou." If I can't guess your true identity, then it's really in vain for more than ten years. ”

Zhou Xing waved his hand and retreated from the ten guards who accompanied him, as well as the four beautiful maids who had been serving on the side, leaving the huge space on the tenth floor and only being alone with Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng suppressed the irrepressible panic in his heart, and calmly looked directly at Zhou Xing in front of him, the only merchant in the thirteen places who could compete with the Gathering Immortal Building in the business road, the legendary Returning to the Void Immortal Immortal exists.

Except for the Xuanchenzi Patriarch and Xu Lin Old Demon when he was young, this was the first time Jiang Feng had such close contact with the Returning Void Human Immortal, only within a stone's throw of it.

Even though Zhou Xing's cultivation was full of breath and did not show coercion, it was conceivable that Jiang Feng's psychological pressure at this time was heavy, which was tantamount to moving forward with negative Yue.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath without a trace and asked, "I don't know why Senior Zhou ordered someone to invite me here?"

Zhou Xing did not hold his own immortal honor, and personally poured a cup of superb tea for Jiang Feng, which was not inferior to Shensi and Jiangnan, which made Jiang Feng a little flattered.

After all, in his consciousness, except for the Xuanchenzi Patriarch who had always been amiable in his memory, none of the other taboo existences at the level of Returning to the Void Immortal were as approachable as Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing said slowly: "In your cognition, we should meet for the first time, but in fact, it is not the first time I have noticed you, but that time you are not your current identity, nor your current appearance. ”

Jiang Feng was startled, and almost slapped the teacup on the table, he never expected that Zhou Xing would actually see through his disguise, and even know his true identity.

There are eighteen kinds of spiritual silk auxiliary materials in this snow silk mask, and there are thousands of prohibitions intertwined with it, once it is worn, it cannot be taken off unless it is carried out in a special way, judging by Jiang Feng, even if it is a returning immortal, it will not be able to see the flaws, otherwise Wen Bin's arrangement will be meaningless.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng's mind turned thousands of times, his thoughts suddenly brightened, and he suddenly realized, suppressed his gaffe, looked at Zhou Xing with a little disbelief and uncertainty, and said: "You are the God of Wealth, one of the three gods of Wenfu!"

Jiang Lingheng once told him that the third person among the three gods of Wenfu, except for the Dao God and the Sword God, was a hidden existence without a fixed name, and because of the different goodness of contemporary people, the honorific name was also different.

At that time, Jiang Lingheng did not reveal his true identity, only said that if Jiang Feng had the opportunity to meet him in the future, he would naturally understand who he was and what his honorific name was.

"Oh?"

A lot of fragrant tea spilled in Jiang Feng's teacup, and Zhou Xing naturally poured out the remaining tea in the teacup and refilled a cup for Jiang Feng, but he pretended to be a little puzzled.

Jiang Feng Fu'er sat down, first drank the fragrant tea in the cup, this is the number of etiquette, and then said calmly: "This snow silk mask on my face was deliberately prepared by Wen Bin, and there must be deep meaning and wonderful use in the meantime. ”

"So what?" Zhou Xing seemed to ask deliberately.

Jiang Feng replied: "With Wenfu's handwriting and my superficial understanding of Wen Bin, the number of people who know the existence of this mask will never exceed five fingers, Wen Bin and I are the first to screen it, and the Qing'er who passed it on behalf of me can also be removed, although Qiu Qiu is just a little girl who doesn't know how to practice, but she is smart and clever, the governor is serious, and she can't leave the mansion alone without permission, so she doesn't have to worry about leaking secrets." In addition to these four people, if there is anyone in the world who really knows about the existence of this mask, it is only one. ”

Zhou Xing replied on his behalf: "The creator of this mask, or the person who presented this mask to Miss Wen. ”

"Not bad!"

Zhou Xing did not hesitate to praise: "Just from the fact that I recognize your true identity, I can deduce that I am the one who handed the mask to the eldest lady, Jiang Xiaoyou is indeed amazing." I think Xiaoyou also further deduced Zhou's true identity based on this, right?"

"Yes!" Jiang Feng said, "If the predecessors can participate in it, they must have won the trust of Wen Bin, and even if you are the business owner of the Zhou Xing firm, I don't think you will get this trust, after excluding the possibility of the rest of the people, there is only one possibility, you are a person from the Wen Mansion!"

Jiang Feng continued: "Since even the predecessor of the merchant is a member of the Wenfu, then the Zhou Xing Commercial Bank is naturally also a Wenfu industry, such a huge business empire, the real terrifying Zhou Xing Commercial Bank is not only its status as an economic giant, but also its intelligence network all over the thirteen places.

"Wen Bin once told me that in the entire thirteen places except for Juxian Tower, there is no intelligence network of any force that can leave the Wenfu or so, and the Zhouxing Commercial Bank is the economic lifeline and intelligence source of the Wenfu, so it must be in the hands of the Wenfu descendants, with the cultivation of the predecessors as the realm, combined with the three gods of the Wenfu that Jiang Lingheng mentioned to me before, I can naturally deduce that you are the god of wealth of the third contemporary god of the Wenfu!"

Zhou Xing clapped his hands and applauded: "I still had doubts when Miss chose you before, but now it seems that I understand a lot. ”

Jiang Feng was puzzled: "Then why did the seniors take the initiative to reveal their true identities to the juniors?"

Zhou Xing said with a smile: "Exposed, in the eyes of ordinary people, the Zhou Xing Commercial Bank and the Wen Mansion may have nothing to do with each other, but in the eyes of the super forces of the Thirteen Lands, this has never been a secret, otherwise why do you think Juxian Lou has never dared to overly suppress the Zhou Xing Commercial Bank, just because my Zhou Fat Man is a returning immortal?"

Jiang Feng didn't speak, and Zhou Xing immediately continued: "But since you asked, I do have three reasons here - first, I have been close friends with Brother Jiang Chengyu for many years, and I founded Zhou Xing Commercial Bank in the past, thanks to his spare help several times, since you have worshiped him as a teacher, you can be regarded as my junior, and I should take care of myself." ”

Jiang Feng said respectfully: "It turns out that the seniors and the master are old friends and old acquaintances, and the juniors also invite the seniors Haihan where the previous etiquette was arrogant, and the juniors are cheeky, and the seniors can directly call Jiang Feng's full name." ”

"Okay!" Zhou Xing nodded, "Second, this snow silk mask is not easy to come by, and its value is far beyond your expectations, since it appeared on your face today, I naturally want to test it or two." As for the third...... Nephew Jiang Xian, do you know why Miss handed over this snow silk mask to you?"

Jiang Feng shook his head and didn't know, Zhou Xing said in a deep voice: "Do you know that this snow silk mask has been secretly escorted to me since it was produced, and then I personally presented it to Miss, and finally handed it over to you by Qing'er girl, during this period, many cumbersome processes, except for the five people you just listed, all the people who have seen this mask, whether it is the creator or the person who handled it, have all been wiped out!"

"What?!...... this," Jiang Feng said in astonishment.

Zhou Xing continued: "I am explaining this to you just to let you understand that Miss values this Snow Silk Mask so much, and its role in Miss must be the most important thing. It's just that I can't guess the thoughts and calculations of the young lady, and I can't guess it, since you have decided what kind of image Qiu Mian will appear in, you can do it boldly and boldly, but there is something that needs my help to improve, which is the third reason why I am here today. ”

Jiang Feng stood up and saluted: "The juniors have thanked the seniors for their love first!"

Zhou Xing waved his hand and said: "It's okay! Zhou is a businessman, and he only does two things in his life: one is what the owner instructs, and the other is profitable things. So you don't have to worry too much about it. ”

After finishing the words, the tea temperature did not decrease, and the two looked at the hateless palace in the distance at the same time.

Zhou Xing turned his head to look at Jiang Feng and said, "With what you can do at the moment, it shouldn't be enough to break through the enchantment of the Hatless Palace." ”

Jiang Feng said frankly: "Although there are some doorways, after all, there are some weaknesses in the end, and it is inevitable to be constrained. ”

Zhou Xing raised his hand when he heard this, and Jiang Feng suddenly drifted towards him uncontrollably, and when he got closer, Zhou Xing suddenly pointed at Jiang Feng's back ridge, and the majestic cultivation was continuously poured in.

Jiang Feng snorted lowly, after the initial discomfort, his body was already unhindered, his body was warm and very comfortable, knowing that it was the deliberate control of Senior Zhou's predecessors that made this majestic cultivation so gentle.

Zhou Xing shouted in a low voice: "I will help you with my return to the void cultivation, no one in the four realms of the Hate Palace can find your prying eyes, just watch as you like!"

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(To be continued!)