Chapter 8 North Xinjiang

In Zhang Yan's house, in the main entrance hall.

Fu Dongliu leisurely looked at the three uninvited guests sitting opposite each other.

These three people, with a red face and long beard on the left, square head and big ears, are majestic, wearing a blue robe, are Xing Changkong, the patriarch of the Xing family in the mountains.

In the middle is a thin and unattractive old man wearing a cyan coat. He is Yu Mantang, the head of the Yu family in Jiangbei.

Next to Yu Mantang, there is a Sanxiu named Yan Gui, with a white face, a scribe's scarf on his head and a long body.

All three of them are well-known patriarchs of the Xiuzhen family in northern Xinjiang, with the cultivation of Jindan in the middle period. After Zhang Yan went to Cuishan Town, he came to Zhang Yan's home one after another.

Of course, not only the three of them came. The small courtyard of the Zhang Yan family is also full of scattered repairs, most of which are in the foundation-building period and even the opening period. If you don't have enough strength, you can't enter the house to discuss matters.

After seeing Fu Dongliu, the elder of the Luoxia Mountain family, the three Xing Changkong understood each other what was going on. I stopped at Zhang Yan's house.

At this time, Xing Changkong brushed his beard under his jaw, sounded like a bell, and said with a smile, "Fu Daoyou, we all know our intentions here. It's just a little hunter, and it's not worth waiting for us to fight."

Fu Dongliu Yonghe smiled, sighed and said, "Mir Xing, can you find Lingbao without a little hunter?"

"It seems that Fu Daoyou didn't understand what I mean. As colleagues in northern Xinjiang, it's not cost-effective to turn against each other for a little hunter. Why don't we go to the mountain together to get the treasure together? Xing Changkong said slowly, with a kind face on his red face.

As soon as this word came out, Yu Mantang and Yan Gui turned his eyes to Fu Dongliu one after another. It seems that the three of them should have had a secret discussion.

Fu Dongliu knew what the three were thinking. Previously, he was deliberately confused, but he didn't expect that Xing Changkong's words were so straightforward that it was impossible not to say why.

At present, he said, "Xing Daoyou, Yu Daoyou, and Fu himself all represent their own family. Since they are jointly picking treasures, what should Yan Guiyan Daoyou calculate?"

"Do you mean that Yan is not qualified to take treasure?" A sneer appeared at the corners of Yan Gui's mouth.

"What do you think, Xing Daoyou" Fu Dongliu ignored Yan Gui and still said to Xing Changkong.

"Well, don't have anything to do with the family. Baby, you don't have to hand it over to the clan." Yu Mantang, who had never spoken, snorted coldly.

"What Yu Daoyou said is very true, and that's what Xing means." Xing Changkong immediately echoed and wanted to break the differentiation? Your old boy is still young.

"Good! Since that's the case, it seems unhuman if Fu doesn't agree. Fu Dong's eyes condensed and said calmly.

Yan Gui was full of Yutang, and Xing Changkong arched his hand and sneered without saying a word.

The atmosphere was dull and quiet for a moment, and only the buzz could be heard in the courtyard.

"Since that's it, I have to plan it well." Yu Mantang looked serious and took the lead in breaking the silence.

Seeing several people nod their consent one after another, Yu Mantang said, "This Wanzhong Mountain can't fly in the air, can't use spiritual power, and the divine consciousness is also bound and imprisoned within the range of a dozen feet. This strange position must be known to everyone."

"Yes, as soon as you use your own Zhenyuan, you will touch the power prohibition of Wanzhong Mountain. The strength is slightly worse, and the soul is inevitable." Xing Changkong seems to think of something, and his red face has become particularly rigorous.

"That's only way to walk into the mountain..." Yan Gui muttered to himself.

Fu Dongliu pondered slightly and said, "Aren't you? This little hunter is in the mountains and is ruthless towards us?"

When several people heard the words, their faces changed.

"It's okay. We can make a ban in his body before entering the mountain." Yu Mantang seemed to have thought about this for a long time and said calmly.

Several people's faces eased, and then thought of Yu Mantang and thought of this early. He sighed at Yu Mantang's thoughts, which were meticulous and fierce. They are all on guard in their hearts.

"Fu Daoyou, when will this little hunter come back? Don't be robbed by others. I'll lose a lot of money." Yu Mantang seemed to be unaware of the thoughts of several people and spoke slowly.

"It doesn't matter. Which one here is not a person who is cultivated? Even if it is robbed, the four of us will work together and can't take it back if we don't believe it!" Fu Dongliu was not sure and forced himself to calm down.

"Well, I hope so." Yu Mantang, who had been calm and calm, sighed.

Several people saw each other and looked at each other in con's sight.

At this moment, the captain took an empty pause, looked happy and said, "I'm coming!"

Just now, a powerful divine consciousness swept over. The skills practiced by Xing Changkong were the most ** to the divine consciousness. Naturally, he was shocked and then scattered the divine consciousness and went out, but a monk led a teenager standing not far away from here.

At this time, several people also spread their consciousness and couldn't help showing a relieved expression.

"It's the little hunter! But who is the repairman next to him? Fu Dongliu looked happy and then said confusedly.

"Li Shaojun of Qianyuzong!" Yan Gui exclaimed.

Several people looked at each other, and the joy on their faces faded, and the solemn color surged up on their cheeks.

Qianyuzong is one of the long-standing and powerful sects in all sects in northern Xinjiang. It is much stronger than their big families. There are more than five monks in the Yuanying period. This is also the reason why several people have changed color.

"I'm afraid of what he will do. Li Shaojun is only the cultivation of Jindan in the middle of the period, and we are not afraid when they come." Xing Changkong rubbed his eyebrows and said with a grin.

"Yes, if it's just him, we don't have to worry about it." Yu Mantang also recovered and said leisurely.

"What about the little hunter? He is in the hands of Li Shaojun." Yan Gui is still very nervous and even a little uneasy.

Indeed, Yan Gui is scattered and has no sect. He is like a wandering soul and a lonely ghost. It is difficult for him to compete with a huge thing like Qianyuzong. No matter how high the cultivation is, it can't stand the pursuit of a large group of people.

He is the last to offend people in sects like Li Shaojun. Especially when I knew that I was going to take food from Li Shaojun's mouth today, it was natural to feel nervous and uneasy.

"If we can cooperate, we will cooperate. If not, we will grab it!" Yu Mantang glanced at Yan Gui and said decisively.

For Li Shaojun, even if there is a family to rely on, he is unwilling to offend easily. There is nothing he can do. The power gap is too big.

Seeing that Xing Changkong and Fu Dongliu nodded and agreed, Yan Gui gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Yan also agreed. As soon as the words came out, the tension in my heart eased a lot.

"Well, we are determined to win this little hunter. If Li Shaojun is in the way, then..." Yu Mantang said decisively, drawing a hand and making a beheading action.

......

Zhang Yan didn't know his fate at all, so he was decided by several people in a few words.

He raised his foot and was about to walk home, but was pulled by Li Shaojun.

"Brother Zhang, do you remember the agreement between you and me?" Li Shaojun's face was a little cold.

Just now, he swept through Zhang Yan's home with his divine consciousness and found a large number of practitioners. Naturally, those low-level monks did not need to worry about it, but the four mid-term golden elixir guys in the main hall were not easy to match.

Zhang Yan took a look at Li Shaojun and said quietly, "Naturally remember"

"Let's go, come with me and meet some fellow people."

With a smile, Li Shaojun took Zhang Yan's hand and walked home.

It is impossible to escape with Zhang Yan at this time. The fact that he was injured alone, not to mention how strong the four Jindan period guys are, has completely eliminated this possibility.

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Many people!

This is Zhang Yan's first feeling when he enters home. The narrow yard is full of all kinds of practitioners, and most of them are talking in a low voice. Seeing Li Shaojun coming in with Zhang Yan, they make noise one after another.

"That's him. I've inquired about it from the old man in the village!" One person shouted excitedly.

"This child is too young. Can you know the baby's way?" Others whispered doubtfully.

"Liu Laosan, do people know that it's none of your business, but you also want to get involved." Some people laughed at it.

.....

It was very noisy, and most of the monks looked at Zhang Yan with a hot face. I completely ignored Li Shaojun beside Zhang Yan. He saw Li Shaojun with sharp eyes and closed his mouth early. Those visionless guys are still chirping and expressing their excitement.

Li Shaojun's face was ugly, and he waved the white feather fan in his hand.

With a muffled sound, a spitting and pist with a ptingy face. He was shocked by a huge force and hit the wall fiercely. Before he could make a cry, he turned into a mass of flesh and blood and died tragically.

Like a cold cicada, the low-level scattered repair in the courtyard was stunned by Li Shaojun's casual wave.

Standing there stupidly, until then, everyone found the horror of Li Shaojun. The courtyard was quiet for a moment, and the needle fell and could be heard.

Li Shaojun's face calmed down and walked towards the main hall with no glance at the practitioners in the courtyard.

Zhang Yan looked at Li Shaojun silently and killed a person casually. His heart was very flat.

Zhang Yan is not indifferent. These practitioners appear here, not just for him. Naturally, he has no good impression. If he dies, he will die. He is weak, his eyesight is poor, and he is delusional and can't blame others.

Walking to the front door of the main hall, the two wooden doors opened automatically and slowly. After Li Shaojun and Zhang Yan entered, they closed automatically.

Zhang Yan secretly tightened his nerves and was highly focused.