The Strongest Qi Refiner

Fang Yu's face immediately became cold when he heard Zheng Ze's words, his eyes sharp as sharp as a blade.

"Where are they in the hall?" Fang Yu asked coldly.

"They are in the service hall, applying for the establishment of a sect... currently the relevant staff are talking with them." Zheng Ze replied.

"I'll go over immediately." Fang Yu finished speaking and hung up the phone.

"Mr. Fang, breakfast is ready..." Ye Shengxue walked out from behind the bamboo building and said.

"...I have something to go out and eat again." Fang Yu turned his head and glanced at Ye Shengxue, said.

Contacting Fang Yu's cold and hostile eyes, Ye Shengxue trembled like falling into an ice cave.

At this time, Fang Yu raised his right hand to activate the ethereal ring.

"Wow!"

After a second, Fang Yu disappeared in place.

Ye Shengxue stared at the place where Fang Yu had left, stretched out her hand to cover her left chest, and could feel her heart beating rapidly.

In her impression, Fang Yu never showed the cold expression like just now...

"It feels strange, right?"

At this time, a small wind chime suddenly appeared in front of Ye Shengxue.

Ye Shengxue's face changed slightly and said, "Sister Fengling..."

"It's true that the master's mood rarely fluctuates so sharply. I have followed him for so many years, and I've seen it once before." Xiao Fengchi said with his hands on his back, with an old-fashioned appearance, "It was about two thousand years ago. "

"Two thousand years ago?" Ye Shengxue's eyes widened.

"Yeah, two thousand years ago... Oh, don't you know..." Xiao Feng Chime was taken aback, then suddenly realized, "Since the master didn't tell you, then I won't say it."

...

Beito Budo Association Hall, office hall.

Hei Jue and Shen Mu were summoned to one of the rooms, and in front of them sat a fat man with black-rimmed glasses and a big belly.

This person is the staff responsible for reviewing and establishing the qualifications of the sect.

"Two of you, if you want to establish a sect, you first need to provide a lot of information about the sect. In addition, you also need a lot of proof of assets... Otherwise, I won't be able to pass the application." The fat man took a sip of the table without a rush. The tea on the table said slowly.

"Proof of assets, we have! But no one told us to prepare the sect's information before, so we can't give it to you now!" Hei Jue's patience was exhausted and said displeasedly.

"Without relevant information about the sect, how do I know what the sect you want to build is for? This is a must, and you should prepare it without others mentioning it." The fat man leaned back in his chair and said.

"I said, we don't have information now!" Hei Jue said angrily with blue veins on his forehead.

Although Heijue had a fierce look, the fat man was confident.

This is the Beitou Budo Association. If you dare to make trouble here, you will inevitably pay a heavy price.

"I don't care if you have it. Anyway, if I don't see the relevant information, I will not pass the review, and you will not get the permission to establish the sect." The fat man shook his head and said, "I will explain again. The information is the information that must be prepared, otherwise, what if you build a sect of evil cultivation? Am I going to carry the culprit for you?"

"Bang!" Hei Jue slapped the desk abruptly, pointing to the fat man's nose and said angrily, "You said our Ziyan Palace is the evil repair sect!?"

The fat on the fat man's face trembled, and he said, "If you dare to mess around, I will immediately ask the guard to send you out. You won't even want to apply for the establishment of a sect in the future."

"Are you threatening me!?" Hei Jue roared with extreme anger.

At this time, Shen Mu stretched out his hand and pulled Hei Jue back.

Heijue still stared at the fat man angrily.

Although the fat man had confidence in his heart, he was still a little afraid.

"My lord, we urgently need permission, but there is really no way to organize the sect information for you in a short time. However, we really have a lot of assets...Look, is there any other way?" Shen Mu Asked with a smile.

Between the words, Shen Mu's right hand glowed with a burst of light, and a storage bag appeared in his hand.

Shen Mu smiled slightly and put the storage bag in front of Fatty's desk.

"This is the proof of our assets. There are a lot of jewellery and porcelain in it." Shen Mu said.

The fat man took a look forward, released a little bit of consciousness, and he could see the shiny treasures in the storage bag.

Such a large amount of jewelry made the fat man's eyes glisten, and he couldn't recover for a while.

"My lord, do you think our assets are sufficient?" Shen Mu asked.

The fat man came back to his senses, coughed dryly, and said, "Enough is enough, but the sect information side..."

"How about replacing the sect information with an asset certificate?" Shen Mu said with a faint smile.

"You mean..." The fat man looked at Shen Mu, his eyes full of greed.

"As long as you pass the review, let us get the permission to establish the sect, the contents of this storage bag are all yours." Shen Mu used his divine sense to transmit the voice to the fat man, said.

The fat man looked hesitant.

According to normal procedures, sect information is an essential item.

But the jewels and porcelain in the storage bag in front of him... completely took away his reason.

This is real money!

In recent years, few people have established sects, and his position is even more pitiful.

Now this opportunity is quite rare. I missed it, but it is gone!

"Well, I think it's not easy for you to come to Beidu from a long distance, so I will give you an exception." The fat man said with a look of embarrassment.

"Thank you, sir." Shen Mu said with a smile, and glanced at Hei Jue next to him.

Hei Jue looked at the fat man in front of him, wishing to smash his head with a punch.

But he knew that now he must be restrained, because this is the task assigned to them by the big brother.

The Ziyan Palace must be rebuilt in a fair way, so as to live up to the expectations of the elders.

...

Five minutes later, Shen Mu and Heijue left the hall of the Budo Association with a document.

The two walked forward side by side, and soon left the hall and walked on a sidewalk.

"Shen Mu, shall we leave now?" Hei Jue asked.

"Well, I have to take this document back as soon as possible and give it to the local martial arts association so that we can officially start rebuilding the Ziyan Palace." Shen Mu said.

"I wanted to stay here for a few more days. After all, the northern capital is the closest place to the immortal cultivation world in the entire region." Hei Jue said.

"Come on again next time, wait until you go back to establish the Purple Flame Palace, and the revenge succeeds..." Shen Mu smiled, "When Fang Yu dies, the entire martial arts world has no rival to ours~www.ltnovel.com~ Then go faster and leave Beidu quickly, I want to fly with air!" Hei Jue said.

As they said, they walked forward quickly.

"Since you like Beidu so much, don't leave."

At this moment, a cold voice entered the ears of the two of them.

Shen Mu and Hei Jue's expressions changed, they stopped immediately and turned around.

But when they turned around, they only saw a few mortals walking by on bicycles, and they didn't see any abnormal figures.

"I am here."

This voice appeared again.

Shen Mu and Hei Jue turned around again, and saw Fang Yu with a cold expression standing in front of them.

The expressions of the two of them changed drastically, and they moved back again and again.

They want revenge, their hatred against Fang Yu accumulates, and they want Fang Yu to atone for his sins!

But when I really saw Fang Yu, it was like a nightmare showing up, letting their courage and mind collapse at this moment!

"You, how do you..."

Shen Mu's face was bloodless, looking at Fang Yu, his whole body was shaking.

This is the person! This person killed the Supreme Elder!

It was this person who killed and slaughtered thousands of disciples and elders in the Ziyan Palace for seven days and seven nights... and destroyed the Ziyan Palace that had been passed down for thousands of years!

He is the nightmare of the surviving disciples of Ziyan Palace, and the object of their hatred!

Although Fang Yu was known to be alive early in the morning, at this moment, they really met... They still felt the ultimate fear!

"I have been looking for you for a long time." Fang Yu said with cold eyes and a sneer on his face, "I have to say, you are hiding well. If you don't take the initiative to show up, it will be really difficult for me to lock in. Your position."