Chapter 22: Meeting at the Pathfinder Conference

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Although it was not clear why Venerable Hating Rain had to accept himself as an apprentice, Fang Zheng really had no intention of being someone else's apprentice, not to mention that he didn't need to inherit the exercises at all, just the identity of Venerable Hating Rain was a problem.

"Venerable, you must not be the first time you have met someone as talented as me, I wonder if Venerable Can You Tell You the reason why you want to accept disciples?" Fang Zheng thought for a moment and asked a question, if he could figure out this matter, maybe he could also try to change the mind of Venerable Rain who hated Rain to accept disciples.

It doesn't hurt to tell you, the Enlightenment Conference is coming, what do those guys say to give the younger generation a chance, it can only be a junior like you to participate, I don't have any disciples here, but I like the reward of the conference. ”

Hearing this, Fang Zheng was silent on the surface, but secretly thought in his heart: Isn't this just letting me be a tool, this Hate Rain Venerable is really embarrassed, and the junior must take everything he wins when he goes to the competition.

Due to his cultivation, Fang Zheng couldn't clearly see the aura of the Venerable Rain Hate, but he decided in his heart that this person must not be a good bird.

"Your Holiness can rest assured that I can go and participate in this conference, and I will present the reward to His Holiness at that time. Fang Zheng had an expression on his face that this was a matter of course.

Venerable Hate Rain's eyes narrowed slightly, and his mind turned: This kid is reluctant, and there is no need to force him to be my disciple, if he can really get that thing, I can also let him serve it obediently.

"That's fine. Venerable Hating Rain nodded slightly, and then his figure slowly faded and disappeared in place.

Fang Zheng didn't care about this way of leaving, this was obviously a way for this Rain Hate Venerable to show his strength.

In fact, Fang Zheng already had a way to deal with it in his heart, and now the mountain seal can't be used for the time being, but the merit saved after some hard work in the Qingshen Mansion before is enough to see if there is anything that can be used as a hole card, and if it doesn't work, he will use external forces to get rid of the Hating Rain Venerable.

"Fang Daoyou, what are you going to do next?" Jia Yu stepped forward and asked.

Glancing at Jia Yu, Fang Zheng said with a smile on his face: "I don't have any special plans for the time being, I just want to visit Jia Daoyou's sect." ”

Already believing in his heart that Fang Zheng was the righteous path Tianjiao who also came to the region where there were many demon paths, Jia Yu was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly replied: "That's naturally the best, Fang Daoyou, do you have other things to do? If there is nothing to do, we can set off and return today." ”

"What about the elders of your sect?" Fang Zheng asked with some curiosity, each sect on the riverside had elders of the sect when they left, but they didn't see the elders of Jia Yu and their sect appear.

Jia Yu touched his head: "I didn't receive any information in the Qingshen Mansion, so I saw that my uncle left a message saying that he went to watch a fight." ”

A few people naturally didn't know that the disciples of the sects who came out before them all complained about the unknown people who wantonly killed in the Qingshen Mansion, so that the contradiction between the two sects that had been accumulated for many years broke out between the words, and the previous proposal to ignore the grievances was directly ignored by them.

Originally, no one planned to really use a sentence to restrain them, but after seeing that these two sects were fighting directly, the people of the other sects did not mean to stop them at all, but they all had other calculations in their hearts.

Fang Zheng, who was just curious to ask, didn't ask again when he heard this, but looked directly at Jia Yu and said:

"I don't have anything else to do, you have the final say when you want to go. ”

Jia Yu and the others left the sect for the first time, and naturally they were also like arrows, and this time the benefits from swallowing a ball of Qingshen wine were not small, and they were also eager to return to the sect to digest.

But Fang Zheng was different from them, no one could see through the aura that had been condensed by the slashing of Xiantai, except that he deliberately showed the aura of the middle stage of foundation building except for the fact that there were many people before, and now his aura was completely constricted by him again.

In fact, Fang Zheng had reached the critical point of the peak of foundation building at this time, as long as he was willing to break through to the knot stage at any time, but Fang Zheng was not in a hurry at this time.

Due to the absence of the elders of the Jia Yu Sect, the group could only embark on the way home from Weicheng in a carriage pulled by a thick-hoofed wildebeest domesticated by the Nine Prisons Sect.

On the way to Weicheng, Fang Zheng thought of Zuo Zhou, who had a strange face after seeing him before, and couldn't help but want to laugh a little, this guy definitely couldn't figure out his identity, and he didn't know what kind of mood he felt when he looked at the Venerable Hating Rain and wanted to take him as an apprentice.

And this Zuo Zhou is returning to the sect with his master, he thought that he also had a chance in the Qingshen Mansion, so he forcibly took a secret medicine to maintain his state, but who knew that he was limited by age, and now his injuries are really serious, and he must go back to the sect to recuperate.

A group of two carriages left from Weicheng, and did not attract anyone's attention, in the past two days, the immortal cultivators in Weicheng gradually knew that something had happened nearby, and many sects had people coming, and Weicheng had become rare and lively in the past two days, temporarily out of the shadow of the city lord's mansion.

And when the people who took over Weicheng from the Nine Prisons Sect were rebuilding the city lord's mansion, they secretly warned themselves in their hearts: "You must not learn from that Chen Qing, the Sect Torture Hall is too ruthless!"

Since the Nine Prisons Sect had blocked the news about the matter of the City Lord's Mansion, no one else except for the top leaders of the sect and Zuo Zhou knew what had happened here, and the person who took over only thought that Chen Qing was too much and caused the torture hall to be ruthless.

It was during the time that Fang Zheng was waiting by the river that the Nine Prison Sect found out a lot of things that Chen Qing had done during the time he was in Weicheng, and some of the tragic things caused by them even the demon cultivators who investigated couldn't help but smack their tongues, it was really that what Chen Qing did was too inhumane.

After killing many disciples of the Demon Dao Sect in the Qingshen Mansion, Fang Zheng was actually very puzzled as to why the Weicheng City Lord he had killed could be worth so many merit points, after all, just cultivation would not be so much higher, if Fang Zheng knew the results of the investigation of the Nine Prisons Sect, I am afraid that he would only feel that Chen Qing had died too happily!

The road was dull, and there was no too special scenery along the way, so time passed, and Fang Zheng and his party finally arrived under a mountain gate.

"Wind Demon Sect?" Fang Zheng was a little speechless, this name was too cheesy, was it too casual for Jia Yu's sect to hide people's eyes.

However, Jia Yu seemed to be accustomed to this name, and proudly pointed to the halfway up the mountain and said: "This Qingfeng Mountain is where our sect is located, and it is not real to see it when it is covered by a large array, and we will be able to see it clearly when we go up." ”

Hearing this, Fang Zheng nodded very face-savingly: "This mountain is indeed very magnificent. ”