"I see. ”

With the corroboration of the newly accepted disciples, Baicao Weng already believed in his heart, after all, he was quite clear about the fortune of the Dragon and Tiger Sect.

Different from other sects, the Dragon and Tiger Sect combines the three things of cultivation, starting a family, and establishing a sect at the same time, and in the process of establishing a sect, I don't know how many mountains have been broken and how many temples have been felled, and what I am best at is to deal with these ghosts and gods.

Although they knew that the Dragon and Tiger Sect was the most important bloodline, Chen Fusheng's importance in their eyes would not be too high, but Baicao Weng sought stability for others. For him, being able to receive a disciple like Cui Dongbi, who is quite satisfied with his qualifications, temperament, and ambitions, this trip to Daqi is already successful enough, and he does not plan to have more rights and wrongs.

He didn't think he could learn anything in this scene, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

However, at this tense situation, he did not plan to try to understand the plans of the Dragon Tiger Sect, so as not to be misunderstood.

"However, compared to Zhang Zhonghong's predecessors, the juniors are more familiar with the two Daoists of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect. Chen Fusheng saw the change in Baicao Weng's expression, and added a sentence again.

"Nine Heavens Sword Sect?"

This time, even the Huoyun boy next to him turned his gaze, he naturally knew that the person in charge of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect was Su Zhengfeng, who had the name of the Heavenly Sword.

Moreover, unlike the family composition of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, the Nine Heavens Sword Sect is the most orthodox master and apprentice.

As soon as he heard this, Baicao Weng completely lost his mind to continue asking, although it was said that Su Zhengfeng's cultivation was still one level lower than him, but the other party was an out-and-out sword cultivation genius, and he was a rare non-combat cultivator, and it was not surprising that he was suppressed by others with a sword in turn.

What's more, these death row prisoners don't do his business, he only asked this question when he saw that Chen Fusheng and his apprentices seemed to have a good relationship, but he really wanted to stand up for these ghosts.

Since Chen Fusheng showed the proper background background, he naturally stopped paying attention.

Cui Dongbi has become very busy since that day, Chen Fusheng knows that it is Baicao Weng who wants to teach him the basic knowledge of cultivation, even if he has not officially started cultivation, this completely different world is enough for Cui Dongbi to have a headache.

However, this incident made Chen Fusheng think slightly, wanting to see how many others like Cui Dongbi were booked in advance by other sects in the same year.

The result is reasonable, although the first few seem to have been contacted, but no one has been directly raised like Cui Dongbi.

Obviously, everyone wants to wait and see what changes will happen after that red-blooded dragon breaks through before they can really start.

Although these people at present are good, they are not enough to make these famous factions welcome them with open hands.

Cui Dongbi is really lucky.

And when Chen Fusheng was paying attention to these, the entire capital was also completely filled with the missions and caravans that were constantly squeezing in, and the prices of the entire capital were forcibly raised by 30%, and the prices of those guild halls, hostels, inns, and restaurants were even higher and higher.

"Sure enough, luck is like flowing water, and all rivers return to the sea. ”

Chen Fusheng stood on the crowded Xuanwu Street, looking up at this tide of luck and secretly feeling to himself.

Today is the day of the centennial celebration, Xiao Zhang is a young man, he loves to be lively by nature, this Xuanwu Street as the main place of Daqing, today is naturally a first-class prosperous and lively.

The wide avenue, which was large enough to accommodate eight carriages, was now crowded with people on both sides of the road.

Chen Fusheng didn't even need to use the technique of looking forward to qi, just by relying on the induction of his divine sense, he could clearly "see" countless daos, large or small, with different colors, and the level of momentum from different qi luck currents rushing from the entire capital and even the whole world, slamming together fiercely on this small Xuanwu street, and then the cause and effect were entangled like a mess, but the luck was like a sea of flowers slowly rising.

Even he couldn't help but shudder at the surging thoughts, not to mention the hidden or undisguised aura mixed in with it, which made this small place even more unpredictable.

Each aura represents a monk and a strange person, not only a monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but also a monk with a compassionate thought in his eyes, a fairy and a yellow beam with a dusty temperament, and even a man who deliberately makes a dusty servant, whose clothes are ragged but can't hide the light in his majestic physique.

Just standing here, a person like Chen Fusheng who has a spiritual sense feels a heavy and obscure feeling, which is a kind of powerlessness that cannot help but be coerced by the general trend.

At this moment, Chen Fusheng really understood how amazing this red Jiao was, and he dared to put himself in such a dangerous situation.

Thinking of this, Chen Fusheng couldn't help but look up at the newly built nine-story platform, and among the civil and military ministers surrounded by the throne, there was one who was the royal minister Wang Jiefu, that is, the red-blooded humane clone.

I haven't seen it for a while, and the momentum on that doppelganger has almost reached its peak, and even the ordinary people next to him have sensed it, and the veteran Wen Xiangguo unconsciously avoided a few steps.

In fact, in the past few days, Wang Jiefu has really been like a fish in water in the court, and it has been smooth sailing, and one after another new laws and regulations have been issued, and the power of the new party has reached its peak in an instant.

Ordinary people have sensed it, not to mention the old eunuch beside Xiao Zhang, who has broken through to the innate realm of martial arts.

I saw that his former rickety body had been completely straightened, and the temperament that belonged to the innate master had been quietly released.

If it weren't for Wang Jiefu's strange temperament, he still hadn't cultivated himself, maybe the old eunuch would have pounced on him.

Chen Fusheng is far from the only one who pays attention to Wang Jiefu.

In fact, almost all cultivators who knew the inside story had their eyes on him.

"Guixiang, why did this red blood choose to start at such a time, and wouldn't it be safer to start again after the change he presided over was over?"

Behind the crowd, an area suddenly appeared, encircling a three-zhang square blank, but the people next to him were strangely unaware of it, still cheering.

"It was too late. Gui Jiu Ling estimated the cultivators around him who had already appeared or were still lurking, and replied, "The original intention of the Red Blood General was to cut off the causal connection with the fortunes of the Great Qi when he broke through, if he waited until the dust settled, the heavens were clear, and all the causes and effects had been turned into a fixed number, not only would he completely lose this opportunity, but he would also completely link himself with the Great Qi, and he would be trapped here forever, with no hope of transcendence, he would naturally not make this choice." ”