"Of course, the old man's eyes still need to be said!"

Qinghe Zhenren said with a smug expression, and was about to grab the wine and start drinking, when he looked down and saw a few plates in the place, he felt a sound in his heart, and even he felt a little heartache. "I said that you kid is too good at eating, this meal will get 1,800 points, although your kid has earned a lot recently, but he can't stand such consumption!"

Who said no, if you continue to eat like this, the Quanzhen Sect will have to be devastated!

Zheng Hai next to him nodded again and again with a bitter face, as if Qinghe was his bosom friend.

At this moment, he no longer had to worry about Zhang San's eating bad body, but Zhang San's cultivation method made him even more worried that the Quanzhen Sect would not be able to withstand it.

You must know that you ate a full 1,800 points in this meal, which is a huge amount of money that the entire Quanzhen Sect did not add up to before, and it was actually eaten into the stomach by the master three or two times like this, is there anyone who practices like this? If this is the case at every meal, I am afraid that the master will not be able to make any more money, but he will not be able to support his stomach, right?

He seemed to see that the Quanzhen Sect, which was originally thriving, was eaten because of the incarnation of the Sect as a foodie!

"Instructor, you're practicing to the critical point, right? You shouldn't have to eat so much in the future, right?"

Zheng Hai finally mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice, and looked at Zhang San with a nervous face, for fear that he would say a bad result.

"You don't have to worry about this, okay, you go down first, order a first-class medicinal meal and send it to Song Protector. ”

Zhang San frowned slightly, glanced at Zheng Hai, did not reply, but waved his hand to let Zheng Hai go down first.

He knew Zheng Hai's worries, but he had his own arrangements for the points, and he didn't want to say more, and he didn't like others to be too lenient, although he understood Zheng Hai's thoughts, but he was still a little unhappy in his heart.

"Yes. ”

Zheng Hai bowed respectfully, and retreated with a depressed expression, he already knew that he had said the wrong thing just now, and how could he interfere with the cultivation arrangements of the master's sect.

But he was born and grew up in Quanzhen, but he had to ask, otherwise he would be at peace.

Looking at the back of Zheng Hai walking out, Qinghe Zhenren smiled and quipped: "You kid is not bad, you hooked up with a congenital master on your thief ship so quickly!"

"you, it's obviously a treasure boat, okay? Song Protector is a wise move. Zhang San scolded with a smile.

The Song Protector in Zhang San's mouth is Song Cheng, and not long after he came back, he had already entered the innate with Master Yuantong, with the Broken Mirror Pill in hand, coupled with the life and death trial of this mission, the two of them broke through very easily.

"Really?" Qinghe Zhenren's expression seemed to be smiling, as if he was laughing at Zhang San's arrogance, after all, there was a Wudang Sect here that was much stronger than the Quanzhen Sect.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me? You're not going to be idle just to come to lunch with me, are you?"

Too lazy to pay attention to Qinghe Zhenren's pretense, Zhang San asked lazily.

Of course, his hands were not idle, his hands had already stretched out to roast the whole sheep, he felt that he could eat some more, and Qiankun Ding's digestion ability had not yet reached the limit.

"It's not about this mission, you kid has gotten too much loot, which has already caused a lot of dissatisfaction among many people, thinking that His Holiness shouldn't have agreed to your conditions beforehand. ”

Qinghe Zhenren glanced at Zhang San and said.

His movements are not slow, the wine in his left hand, and the roast chicken in his right hand are happy, these are all good things, don't eat more, I'm sorry for him to run this trip.

"Dissatisfied? What's there to be dissatisfied with, haven't I already handed over the magic weapons of the war dead on our side? Bai Yiyi handed over another hand, and I only have seven magic weapons in hand now. ”

Zhang San was stunned when he heard this, put down the leg of mutton in his hand, and his eyes became a little displeased.

"The problem lies in these seven magic weapons, think about it, even Bai Yiyi is a disciple of the Venerable, her magic weapons have to be handed in, why don't you use them. Qinghe said vaguely without raising his head.

"But this is what I deserve, without me, this mission would have been wiped out long ago, where is there tonight's celebration ceremony. Zhang San said angrily.

Eggs, sure enough, someone paid attention to the magic weapon of the little master.

For some high-level leaders of the organization, Zhang San already hated it in his heart.

"But didn't you give the credit?" said Qinghe Zhenren.

Depend on!

Why did you forget this!

Zhang San's mouth was wide open, and he was speechless!

It seems to be the sequelae left by Bai Yiyi's chick!

Indeed, you don't have much credit for it, why do you take so much loot.

It's also strange that Zhang San thought about it, he originally thought that with the guarantee of Venerable Dongfang, he didn't need to worry about the matter of magic weapons at all, but now it seems that in the face of huge interests, His Holiness is not easy to face!

Sure enough, money moves people's hearts, and for the sake of seven priceless magic weapons, it seems that some people will not give up!

"What does Venerable Dongfang mean?"

After a long time, Zhang San said in a deep voice, the main focus of this matter is still with Venerable Dongfang, he has decided that as long as Venerable Dongfang really wants him to hand over all the magic weapons, he will hand them over, but he will also immediately deal with the secret service, he will not be nostalgic for such an organization at all.

"His Holiness said that it was best for you to hand over one or two Dharma weapons, and then he went to dredge them, and maybe this matter would be over. Qinghe Zhenren replied, then shook his head, and said:

Of course, His Holiness also said that if you really don't want to pay, he won't force it, as long as you are still in the imperial capital, he guarantees that no one will rob it. ”

Fortunately, Venerable Dongfang is still a pure master!

Listening to Qinghe Zhenren's second sentence, Zhang San breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but it was impossible for him to hand over one or two magic weapons, and he Zhang San was not so easy to bully.

"Do you think it's useful? I'm afraid that in the eyes of some people, I'm just a kid who has just entered the innate world, and I don't deserve to have these precious magic weapons at all!" Zhang San replied.

"Alas, form is stronger than man, this world is based on power after all, and only the strong are worthy of possessing treasures. ”

Qinghe Zhenren was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect Zhang San to be so stubborn, he couldn't help sighing, and said kindly: "Listen to the old man's advice, hand over all the magic weapons, otherwise someone may not be able to move his mind." ”

Doesn't look like I'm strong enough!

Zhang San clenched his hands into fists and secretly swore that he must strengthen his strength as soon as possible, the weak taste is really uncomfortable!

"Senior, you go and tell the Venerable, I Zhang San will not hand over a single magic weapon, if anyone wants it, let him get it himself. Zhang San said in a deep voice, he had already decided to speak with the sword in his hand.

"You've really decided?"

Qinghe Zhenren sighed, he really couldn't bear to choose this path, after all, the people who had objections this time were all representatives of the old and powerful families in the imperial capital, especially the Ji family. He really didn't want Zhang San to lose his life for a few magic weapons.

"Yes, if you want the treasures that I Zhang Sanxing got so hard, let them exchange their lives!"

Zhang San said with a cut of iron, there was no room for maneuver.

"Alas, you can do it yourself!"

Seeing that it was useless to persuade again, Qinghe Zhenren had no desire to eat, put down the wine jar in his hand, sighed quietly, and walked out the door。。。。。