Chapter 565: Are You Willing to Be My Disciple?

Zhang Wenzhong's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, which shocked Liu Fenghui's face. He subconsciously took out the magic weapon in his trouser pocket and killed this ordinary person who knew his secret on the spot. Eventually, though, he resisted the urge to do so. Because in his opinion, since an ordinary person dares to run in front of him to reveal his secrets, it means that the sect behind him has long been ready to deal with it. Once he rashly attacks this person, even if he can kill him, he will probably have to take his life.

For Liu Fenghui, who finally became a cultivator, such an ending is something he does not want to see no matter what.

However, Liu Fenghui did not take his right hand out of his trouser pocket, but held the magic weapon hidden in his trouser pocket tightly in case he needed it from time to time. The only thing that made him feel fortunate was that all these people around him focused all their attention on the Tiger Roaring Sword, and none of them heard what Zhang Wenzhong had just said.

Liu Fenghui pretended to be calm, and at the same time tried his best to squeeze out a blank expression, and said puzzledly: "Who are you? What are you talking nonsense? This tiger roaring sword, full of spiritual power and powerful spirit, how can it be a fake? Even if it is a fake, how can a person like me, who only has a mid-stage foundation building cultivation, make it? As for the white porcelain beast-shaped incense burner you are talking about, I have never heard of it. Hey...... I said, "Aren't you the wrong person?"

Seeing Liu Fenghui's behavior, Zhang Wenzhong couldn't help but laugh dumbly, shook his head and said, "Okay, don't pretend." Your eyes have betrayed you completely. Rest assured, I'm not here to hold you accountable for making fakes to deceive people. Otherwise, I wouldn't have said so much to you, and I would have taken you down. Not to mention that there are restrictions placed around you and me to prevent others from overhearing the conversation between you and me. In addition, the magic weapon in your trouser pocket is just a treasure weapon of the three grades. They want to use it against me, but they can't do it. ”

As soon as Zhang Wenzhong's words fell, Liu Fenghui felt a sharp burning pain in his right hand, and he quickly pulled his hand out of his trouser pocket with a frightened expression. And when he put his right hand back into his trouser pocket after a few seconds, he was even more shocked to find that the three-grade treasure in his trouser pocket had actually turned into a pile of useless powder.

Liu Fenghui's face turned pale all of a sè, and his eyes staring at Zhang Wenzhong were also full of horror. Although he didn't speak, he wailed with sadness in his heart: "Being able to turn the Sanpin Treasure into powder in such a short period of time, where is this guy an ordinary person, it is clearly a master who cultivates to the depths of jīng, it's over, it's over, this time it's really all over." I knew that I shouldn't have been greedy for excitement and came to this Xiuzhen auction......"

After taking two deep breaths, Liu Fenghui's mood also regained his calmness and asked, "You...... What the hell do you want to do?"

In Liu Fenghui's opinion, since the secret has been exposed by the other party, it is better to admit it quickly. If you continue to cover it up, you will fall behind, and you will be despised and laughed at. And his performance was naturally taken into the eyes of Zhang Wenzhong.

Zhang Wenzhong nodded slightly, very satisfied with Liu Fenghui's performance.

Although it was a sudden and shocking change, it was able to regain calm in a short period of time, which is already quite good.

"This is not the place to talk, come with me. With that, Zhang Wenzhong turned around and left.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Liu Fenghui finally stood up and followed behind Zhang Wenzhong.

It's not that he hasn't considered escaping, but after some weighing, he knows that he has little hope of escaping, but will anger Zhang Wenzhong, and maybe he will bring death to himself. Therefore, he gave up the idea of escaping and followed behind Zhang Wenzhong honestly.

Zhang Wenzhong led Liu Fenghui to the front of everyone, and instructed the Chixia Daoist: "In this stadium, there should be no one in the room? It's just that there are too many people here and it's not a good place to talk. ”

"I'll let someone arrange it. Daoist Chixia nodded in response, and at the same time glared at Liu Fenghui fiercely. Although he didn't hear the conversation between Zhang Wenzhong and Liu Fenghui just now, judging from the expressions of the two, what Zhang Wenzhong said just now was true. When I thought that I had spent so much money, it was actually a fake. He couldn't be happier.

And the respectful attitude of the Chixia Daoist towards Zhang Wenzhong also shocked Liu Fenghui. Although he didn't know Zhang Wenzhong, he knew Chixia Daoist. After all, the matter of this Xiuzhen auction has always been the head of the Chixia Dao who has been busy before and after.

Liu Fenghui knew that although Daoist Chixia was only the master of the small sect Xia Feiguan, because he was Zhang Wenzhong's friend and ally, his status was very clear. Even the heads and elders of some of the top 100 sects had to be polite and didn't dare to put on a show when they saw him.

But at this moment, this high-ranking Chixia Daoist would be so respectful to this person......

He...... Who will it be?

In Liu Fenghui's mind, a person's name suddenly flashed. This made his body tremble slightly. And half of this trembling is because of awe, and the other half is because of excitement.

Daoist Chixia made a phone call, and soon a disciple of Xia Feiguan rushed over and led everyone from the staff to the idle players' lounge.

After walking into the empty players' lounge, Liu Fenghui, who couldn't hold back the shock and excitement in his heart, didn't wait for Zhang Wenzhong to open his mouth to ask him, he took the first step and asked in a trembling voice: "May I ask, ...... Could you be Zhang Wenzhong?"

Zhang Wenzhong was slightly stunned, puzzled why Liu Fenghui asked this question, but still nodded and replied: "That's right, I am Zhang Wenzhong"

Liu Fenghui's mouth opened wide, and he asked again: "Are you really Zhang Wenzhong? Are you really the Zhang Wenzhong from the Xushan Sect, nicknamed 'Immortal Disciple' and 'Sect Extermination Expert'?"

Zhang Wenzhong couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm Zhang Wenzhong from the Xushan faction, that's right. I don't know when I got those two nicknames, though. ”

Everyone laughed along.

Su Xiaomei laughed and said, "Immortal disciple, sect extermination expert, such a nickname is really too frustrating and ugly, who took this nickname?

Liu Fenghui turned a deaf ear to everyone's laughter and words, and just sighed and said: "I really deserve to be a disciple of the immortals, no wonder I can see that the white porcelain beast-shaped incense burner and the tiger roaring sword are fakes...... After some sighing, he said something that Zhang Wenzhong and everyone present did not expect: "Mr. Zhang, do you still accept disciples from the Xushan faction? What do you think of me? Can I become a disciple of your Xushan faction?"

Zhang Wenzhong hadn't opened his mouth to answer, but Daoist Chixia, who gritted his teeth with hatred for Liu Fenghui, took the lead and said: "If you want to become a disciple of the Xushan Sect, how can it be so easy? Hmph, you kid, it is a trivial matter to dare to make a fake to deceive people and harm the money we lost, in order to be able to restore the spiritual power of the white porcelain beast-shaped incense burner, but it is a waste of our ...... of a lot of pills."

Zhang Wenzhong waved his hand, signaling Daoist Chixia not to continue, and immediately looked Liu Fenghui up and down.

From the perspective of qualifications, Liu Fenghui's qualifications are not good. However, being able to make a fake immortal artifact shows that his brain is quite flexible. Such a person, even if he has poor qualifications, as long as he can meet a famous teacher to give him teachings, coupled with his own diligence, he can also obtain extremely high cultivation.

Liu Fenghui was uneasy by Zhang Wenzhong's scrutiny, and couldn't help asking, "How about it, Mr. Zhang, can you accept me as a disciple of the Xushan Sect?"

Zhang Wenzhong asked rhetorically, "What, you want to join our Xushan faction? Will your previous sect allow you to switch to another faction?"

Liu Fenghui's face suddenly darkened, and he shook his head and said, "I am a loose cultivator, and I don't have a sect. When I was younger, I picked up an ancient book from a used bookstall that talked about cultivation, and I followed it and started cultivating. It's a pity that the cultivation methods recorded on it are incomplete and incomplete, so my cultivation progress is extremely slow. In order to be able to obtain better cultivation cheats and elixirs, I began to learn to refine magic weapons. Since my cultivation is low, the grade of spiritual materials that I can obtain is not high, so the magic weapons I have refined are of very low grade. If you want to exchange them for cultivation cheats, it's simply impossible. Later, by chance, I came up with a way to use a demon spirit to pretend to be a machine spirit, so I tried to make a fake. After experiencing several failures, I finally refined a magic weapon that was enough to be fake and real, and I used this magic weapon to exchange for a set of cultivation cheats that were not bad, and only then did I break through the qi cultivation period and enter the foundation building period......" He told Zhang Wenzhong about his experiences over the years.

Through Liu Fenghui's narration, Zhang Wenzhong and the others also knew that the reason why he would take great risks to make fakes of high-grade magic weapons was to be able to obtain better cultivation cheats and pills to improve his cultivation. Before that, he hadn't considered studying in a certain sect. It's a pity that he worshiped several sects back and forth, but they were all rejected by the other party on the grounds of 'too poor qualifications'.

In desperation, he could only do a casual practice.

After listening to Liu Fenghui's narration, Zhang Wenzhong pondered silently for several minutes before he looked directly into his eyes with a sharp gaze and asked, "Are you willing to be my disciple?"