In the evening, when the Sun clan settled down, a grand dinner was held on the square in front of the middle hall of Fuzhong. There are a total of 30 tables of flowing water seats, and the meals are all orders placed directly from the best restaurants not far away, and the ingredients are precious and delicious.

Of course, the price is also expensive.

On average, a table of meals reached ten lower-grade spirit stones, and if it was converted into gold, it would have to be hundreds of thousands of taels of gold per table. You must know that for ordinary people, even if they are in the White Tiger City, ten taels of gold can live for a month, and life is very good.

In other words, just a table of food is worth as much as an ordinary person in White Tiger City living for tens of thousands of months or thousands of years.

This is not surprising, because on the dinner table, many of the flesh and blood of various demon beasts are used, that is, the flesh and blood of demon beasts in the transformation period, and they all come up frantically without any reservations.

This is really a fulfillment of the sentence.

"Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. ”

At this moment, for the vast majority of families, the Sun family can indeed be regarded as the real Zhumen now. Especially with a powerful and promising genius boy like Sun Cheng to support.

Among the countless families in White Tiger City, ranking hundreds is really no problem at all, and they are real bigwigs in the upper class.

Originally, the warriors who followed Sun Zhengyang from Qingyang Town to White Tiger City, although they were all determined to follow because of Sun Cheng, it was impossible to say that there was no panic in their hearts.

In any case, with their skills, they can dominate the existence in the various towns below. Now that he has entered the White Tiger City, he has become an ordinary little person, and this kind of gap between before and after is really not acceptable to ordinary people.

Because Sun Zhengyang had no place to stay for a while, and wanted to live in the Yuelai Inn, there were already some people who were in turmoil in their hearts, and they were ready to leave the Sun family and go out on their own.

There are even a few martial artists at the ninefold peak of the Yuan Martial Realm who have left the Sun family.

Among the more than two hundred warriors who followed, a turbulent mood was more or less formed. Sun Zhengyang didn't seem to be in a hurry on the surface, but he was already anxious in his heart.

But now, all the panic and restlessness has dissipated with this feast.

Living in a big mansion that is far from the center of White Tiger City and only a step away from the Heavenly Sword Martial Mansion, a flowing water banquet can cost hundreds of low-grade spirit stones, no matter which point it is, it is enough to prove the strength of the Sun family.

Sun Cheng, a genius disciple, has only the status of being mixed in the White Tiger City. At this moment, no one has any doubts.

Everyone even has only one plan in their hearts, in the days to come, they must perform well and strive to satisfy Sun Zhengyang.

Sun Zhengyang is satisfied, that is, Sun Cheng is satisfied. With Sun Cheng's satisfaction and care, will they not be able to soar in the future? Even if Sun Cheng can't cover them for the time being, what about the future?

Therefore, everyone believes that with Sun Cheng's talent, it is not too difficult to become the top handful of people in White Tiger City, sooner or later. In the future, as long as they are members of the Sun family, they don't even need Sun Cheng to cover it himself, as long as they report their names, maybe they will be able to prosper.

The main square in front of the nave.

Sun Cheng's family of three sat at the main table, Sun Zhengyang sat in the middle, and Sun Cheng and Song Xueqing were on the left and right.

At this time, Sun Zhengyang was in high spirits.

He picked up a large bowl of precious medicinal wine in his hand, stood up, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, let's drink one together." First, to celebrate the housewarming of my Sun family, they moved from the remote and turbulent Qingyang Town to the most central mansion in White Tiger City. Second, I, Sun Zhengyang, would like to thank all the brothers again, who will never abandon me, fight side by side together, come, do. ”

Saying that, Sun Zhengyang was very arrogant, and drank the big bowl of wine directly in one go, and dried it in one gulp.

"What is the head of the family talking about, the brothers are grateful to the head of the family for taking care of it, and following the head of the family can have a bite to eat, which is something that many people can't think of. A burly, bearded man laughed and responded.

"Isn't it, ten spars for a table of food, who of the brothers ever thought about it before? How many people have a net worth of all of them. Brothers, don't you say?"

Everyone else also stood up, holding the big bowl, and responded violently: "Haha, that must be." ”

"Dry. ”

"Dry. ”

Everyone picked up a large bowl full of spirits and drank it in one gulp.

Looking at the noisy scene in front of him, Sun Cheng was also a little helpless, just sitting alone, drinking a little wine, fortunately, Wang Kaiyang was accompanying him.

If according to his temperament, these martial artists who are only cultivated in the Yuan Martial Realm, Sun Cheng really can't look down on them, maybe a few people who are capable of doing things, he will keep them, and the others will probably be driven away.

In this world where martial artists are supreme, one peak combat power is enough to decide all things, and the number of people is simply a matter of floating clouds.

Not to mention that his grandson is a person, it is Wang Kaiyang, although he is only a cultivator in the Lingwu Realm, but he really wants to fight, at the moment, there are more than 200 martial artists, and there are seventh, eighth, and ninth people in the Yuanwu Realm, they are all together, and I am afraid they will not be Wang Kaiyang's opponent alone.

And if Sun Cheng goes out by himself, it will be not to mention, it will be swept in minutes, and the blood that can be easily killed will flow into a river.

If Sun Cheng's cultivation is gradually improved in the future, these people will be even more dragged down. There will be no help other than a dry meal.

However, although he didn't like it, Sun Cheng didn't bother to care, who made his old man Sun Zhengyang like such a scene. All kinds of ancient ways are hot, and I like to call countless people brothers. It seems that this is the world of martial artists, the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, and the chivalrous spirit.

Actually, it's not surprising.

At the beginning, Sun Zhengyang was originally an outer disciple of the Heavenly Sword Martial Mansion, and he was only one step away from breaking through the Lingwu Realm. Such a character, when he went to Qingyang Town, was completely the pride of the sky, the object of everyone's stuttering.

But he just plunged himself into the quagmire, not only in the beast tide, coexisting and dying with Qingyang Town, but also competing for the position of mayor. The reason for such behavior is not because of his so-called brotherly chivalrous character.

It was Song Xueqing, whose eyes had always been on Sun Zhengyang's body, and she had a smile on her face all the time. It can be seen that she really likes Sun Zhengyang at such a time.

Since my father is happy, Aunt Xue is happy.

For Sun Cheng, it was nothing more than a matter of spending some spirit stones, so he went with them.

In a word, it's good to be happy.

Just when the flowing water seat entered the climax and everyone was drinking very high, a few streamers suddenly came from a distance, and then fell from the sky, and after landing, several figures appeared.

The leader was not very old, he only looked to be in his thirties, and his body was a little slender, dressed in red, with a haughty and angry face on his face.

Behind the middle-aged man in red, the man in blue should follow.

"Who are you, you dare to be good at Sun Mansion. ”

When the few warriors who were close to saw this middle-aged warrior who suddenly appeared, they immediately roared angrily and rushed forward.

Bang! Bang!

There were a few explosions, and the few warriors who had just rushed forward were all kicked out by this middle-aged martial artist. Then they all screamed, flew out dozens of meters before falling to the ground, and had already passed out.

It can be seen that this is still the mercy of the person in front of him, otherwise these people will definitely die.

Such a scene made a group of martial artists who were a little drunk finally calm down, and everyone realized that this person could fall into the sky, and he was completely a master of the Spirit Martial Realm.

All of a sudden, no one dared to kill it anymore.

"It's you, Zhou Dinghai. ”

Mrs. Wei, who was sitting at the same table with Sun Cheng, suddenly showed an angry look on her face when she saw someone coming.

"What, Mrs. Wei, you haven't seen you for so many days, do you miss your master?" Zhou Dinghai's face showed an evil look, and he said with a lewd smile.

"You. Mrs. Wei's face turned pale with anger, but she couldn't speak for a while.

Sun Cheng knew that it was time for him to play.

The Zhou Dinghai in front of him must be a bad person.

As soon as Sun Cheng's figure moved, the figure came to the body of a group of warriors, facing Zhou Dinghai face to face.

Zhou Dinghai, the red-clothed deacon of the Ten Thousand Swords Martial Mansion, was accompanied by three blue-clothed inner disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Martial Mansion, with a look of arrogance.

"What is Zhou Dinghai? You are really arrogant, you dare to trespass into a private house. ”

"Mansion?" Zhou Dinghai looked disdainful and said arrogantly, "You are that Sun Cheng, right? The so-called peerless genius, you bought this mansion?"

"Now that you already know that this mansion has belonged to me, do you dare to break in? The courage is really big enough, I just need to report directly to the City Lord's Mansion, pay attention to killing you easily, and before Young Master Ben gets angry, don't get out quickly." ”

Behind Zhou Dinghai, a blue-clothed disciple said: "You are really bold, don't you know that this mansion has already been set by our deacon? ”

"Hmph. Sun Cheng sneered.

At this time, Zhou Dinghai waved his hand to silence the little brother behind him, and then said: "Sun Cheng, I also know a little about you, you once penetrated the outer mansion of my Ten Thousand Swords Martial Mansion, stepped on the name of Ten Thousand Swords Martial Mansion, and achieved your fame in the entire White Tiger City. But this is all a matter of the foreign government, so I won't bother with you. ”

"Today, I'll leave it at ease to buy this mansion without your knowledge. As long as you know some people and sell this mansion to me, I will let you go. Otherwise, leave this deacon unkind. Don't think that when you came to the Yuanwu Realm to be dominant, you think that you can continue to be arrogant when you reach the Lingwu Realm. Let me tell you, the Lingwu Realm and the Yuanwu Realm are two completely different realms. You're just a junior in the Spirit Martial Realm now, don't make a mistake about yourself. ”

Regarding Zhou Dinghai's threat, Sun Cheng naturally would not be afraid. If he was afraid, he wouldn't have known about the threat and taken down this mansion.

"Okay, Zhou Dinghai, don't just talk ruthlessly here. In these years, if you say cruel words and useful words, what do you do in cultivation is better than scolding and fighting. Hurry up and get out, wait for me to report to the Elders of the Martial Mansion, the City Lord's Mansion, even if you are left behind and killed directly, I am afraid that you Ten Thousand Swords Martial Mansion will not be able to put a fart. ”

In the White Tiger City, there is an iron law.

Private homes are absolutely forbidden and are not allowed to be entered without the permission of the owner. Otherwise, capital offense.

The reason why there is such a rule is because when some martial artists have cultivated to a critical time, people often accidentally break into their homes, so they are disturbed, and they go mad and get injured all over their bodies. In the worst case, the meridians will flow backwards, burst and die.

Therefore, for warriors, private houses are absolutely forbidden places. Whoever breaks in, who dies.

Hearing Sun Cheng say this, Zhou Dinghai's face turned red with anger, and the fists in his hands were clenched even tighter.

Although his cultivation is strong, he doesn't dare to say that he really ignores the laws in the city. Sun Cheng really wanted to do this, if he was caught, if the master of the Heavenly Sword Martial Mansion came, he would really be able to kill him directly in a fit of rage.

Holding back his anger, Zhou Dinghaipi said with a smile: "Where is it, our Ten Thousand Sword Martial Mansion and Heavenly Sword Martial Mansion are of the same origin, thousands of years ago they were originally one family, and it is no problem to call each other senior brothers." I came here today because I heard that Senior Brother Sun Cheng has amazing talent and profound martial arts cultivation, so I came to challenge and see it. ”

Sun Cheng laughed out loud and said, "It's a shame that you can tell you that you, a red-clothed deacon with a five-fold cultivation in the Lingwu Realm, came to challenge me, an inner disciple who has only been cultivated in the Lingwu Realm and has just been promoted. Are you embarrassed?"

If the cultivation is enough and the strength is strong enough, Sun Cheng doesn't mind responding to the challenge, and directly teaches this Zhou Dinghai a hard lesson.

But his cultivation is limited now, and he only has a heavy spiritual martial realm, and if he really wants to fight, that is, he can have an absolute grasp of the martial artists who are fighting the fourth level of the spiritual martial realm, and he is afraid that he will still lose a lot of losses against the fifth-fold spiritual martial realm, and there is no need to take risks.

Thinking like this, Sun Cheng could only say, "If you really want to challenge Young Master Ben, it's okay." Take this young master to stabilize his cultivation and then say, in three months, give this young master a formal challenge book, and this young master will give you a chance. ”

"Hehe, I'll shirk it. ”

Zhou Dinghai laughed, his body suddenly moved, his hand was clenched into a fist, and the infinite qi condensed through the fist, and smashed towards Sun Cheng with a heavy punch.

Dangerous.

Almost immediately, Sun Chengcheng already felt an absolute crisis.

This punch completely and thoroughly reflected Zhou Dinghai's strong strength as a martial artist in the Spirit Martial Realm Five-fold Cultivation. Even if it is with a fist, its lethality may surpass the attack power of the vast majority of Lingwu Realm quadruple martial artists.

(End of chapter)