Chapter 256 Hongmen Banquet

"That's definitely not possible."

Zhou Tianzheng disagreed. Everyone knew the purpose of the Qin family's visit, and it was sure that nothing good would happen if they went.

That is not an ordinary family. The two Nascent Soul cultivators of the Wuzhong Sect are both in the Qin family. If a conflict occurs, Zhong Haoran will not be able to change anything. The Tianjian Sect cannot afford this loss.

"They can't touch me." Zhong Haoran was very calm, "The Qin family is not ready to turn against us."

"Then you can hardly guarantee the safety of your disciple." The elder who spoke looked at Chen Lang, "If they insist on taking action, even if you can protect yourself, can you protect him?"

The Tianjian Sect has been relatively stable in recent years, and no one has an estimate of Zhong Haoran's true level. Perhaps the sect master knows something and may have reached the Nascent Soul level. After all, he has been in the Golden Core realm for too long.

But compared with a real Nascent Soul cultivator, it would definitely not be easy for him to deal with it, let alone facing two of them.

"Then can they guarantee the safety of their descendants?" Zhong Haoran said.

These words made Zhou Tianzheng and several elders nearby silent.

No, you really want to learn from your unscrupulous disciple? Who is your master? The elder who gave the speech was shocked.

Is this what you went for?

"Look, what has your master done for you and what have you given back?" Zhou Tianzheng looked at Chen Lang.

Chen Lang asked, "You want to go too? Don't worry, I'm a grateful person with a good reputation."

Zhou Tianzheng ignored him and looked at Zhong Haoran with some worry, "You're making things too tense."

He was very worried. If something went wrong, it would be easy to lose control. If an irreconcilable conflict arose between the Tianjian Sect and the Qin Family, there would be serious consequences.

After all, the Tianjian Sect is not a weak sect.

"It has to be resolved, either now or later," said Zhong Haoran.

Zhou Tianzheng heard the hidden meaning and said with a wry smile: "Do they really regard your disciple as a generational sunderer?"

However, Zhong Haoran is indeed good at raising this kind of people. I don’t know how he teaches them, but he obviously just leaves them alone most of the time.

"I would say there are other solutions."

Zhou Tianzheng suggested to Chen Lang, "You should find a backer as soon as possible and marry into a family with a strong foundation. As long as someone is willing to do their best to protect you, they won't dare to think about this."

Of course, Zhong Haoran couldn't do it. Firstly, he had a special relationship with the Zhong family, and that family was unreliable. No matter how strong he was, he was only one person and couldn't handle the attention of a pack of wolves, not to mention that he had a little daughter to look after.

Besides, there is already a precedent of Zhong Haoran’s disciples, so from the perspective of other families, there can be a second example.

All in all, this is not something that can be achieved by individual strength, this is the meaning of family.

"this is a good idea."

Chen Lang thought for a moment and said, "Elder Zhou, do you have a daughter of the right age? Of course, younger ages are acceptable, but older ages are not."

"No, I prefer boys to girls. You should look for another family." Zhou Tianzheng refused decisively.

……

After leaving the reception room, Chen Lang looked at Qin Yue and fell into a brief thought.

Damn it, why is the Qin family so cold-blooded? They don't even want people.

Does the Qin family also favor boys over girls? It's really infuriating.

No wonder it is said that it is easy to kill someone but difficult to dispose of the body. Now several people are in his hands, and he has not figured out how to deal with them yet.

"Just kill me." Qin Yue said. This was not the first time she made this request.

"I usually don't damage personal property." Chen Lang summoned the Fengming furnace and slammed her in with a bang. "Keep it for now."

After finishing, Chen Lang thought about it and felt that this true secret of obscene fire was indeed not easy to obtain, so it was necessary to make some preparations in advance.

Therefore, he used the communication tool he got from Zhong Sheng to call for the green sedan.

The sedan stopped in the woods outside the Tianjian Sect, with clouds and mist floating around.

"Hello." Chen Lang waved, "Why are you stopping so far away? Why don't you go to the sect to take a look?"

"I never set foot in any sect." A hoarse voice came from the sedan chair, and then said:
"I heard that you killed a lot of people in Pingyun Sect and must have received a lot of money. It's time to pay it back."

Chen Lang waved his hand, "There's no rush. Besides, I didn't get anything good. You should have heard that someone ate all those magic weapons. If you can help me recover them, I'll give you half."

"You are really generous." The person in the sedan said sarcastically.

However, the person in the sedan seemed to know it very clearly, so he did not mention it again. "Then why did you ask me to come here?"

"Help me find someone." Chen Lang said, "The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, I need his help." "You didn't even pay him the money last time you asked him for help. I have to pay for hiring someone." The person in the sedan said.

"I'm working hard to pay you back." Chen Lang said, "The Qin family came to me recently and said they wanted to kill me. You don't want to see me get killed and not get a penny, right?"

The man in the sedan seemed to be persuaded, but he said, "What favor? Small favors are fine, but big ones are not."

"I want to meet him." said Chen Lang.

This time is different from the past. He wants to try whether the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord can help him quickly repair the Ancient Scripture of the Wicked Fire. This is not something that can be done in a few words.

"Do you dare?" the person in the sedan said, "If you want to find him, you should have heard of his abilities. I can't guarantee that he won't take over your body."

"You don't need to worry about this."

"I'm worried about the money you owe me."

Chen Lang thought, "Do you think I'm someone who would die so easily? Don't worry, I'm strong enough to survive and pay you back."

"That's right." The person in the sedan said, "Then I'll go and make some preparations. If you're worried, I can arrange a meeting place that's convenient for you."

"Need not."

Chen Lang said, "Right now, I don't have time."

"Okay, then I can only wish you a safe journey." The sedan shook slightly, and was lifted up by the smoke, floating up from the ground. "Follow me."

"Can I get in the sedan?" Chen Lang asked.

"No." The person in the sedan refused.

"Tsk." Chen Lang shook his head. Why was he so stingy even when looking at a woman? She's an old customer, and he's never even met her. I've seen treasure chest monsters before, but this is the first time I've seen a sedan chair spirit.

With a loud bang, the Wave-Breaking Boat was summoned. Chen Lang piloted the flying boat and sailed towards the distance, one in front and one behind the sedan chair.

...'

Somewhere, under the eaves, inside the window.

"I'm dying."

An elderly man was lying on the bed, surrounded by his many children and grandchildren, and an old woman who was very worried.

"Master, aren't you just getting better?" a middle-aged man asked. The master was almost dying, but when he heard a crow call outside, he suddenly sat up and walked briskly.

I didn't know what he was busy with later, but as soon as he came back, he lay down on the bed again, hanging on for his last breath.

"That was my last burst of energy," said the old man.

"Ah?" the middle-aged man thought to himself. He had never seen a last burst of vitality last so long.

But the master was the head of the family, so he didn't dare to ask.

“Wait for me. When I die, remember to bury me in the tomb. Bury my Nine Phoenix Pattern Pill, three boxes of Tiger Bone Tongue Orchid, and several of my treasures with me. Also, fill the coffin with spiritual stones.

Also, don’t cremate me. If anyone dares to do that, I will come back for him.”

The master was dying, his breath weakened rapidly, and after he finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

"Master!"

The old woman began to cry loudly, and the descendants who had been prepared nearby began to pay their respects. Bells and drums rang out, and there was a chorus of mourning.

Suddenly, a huge shadow floated in the sky, as gray as dusk.

The shadow even had a clear outline as it passed over the family's house. The chickens and dogs began to bark in panic, causing a huge noise, and countless people looked up.

"This is."

The family members were shocked. What did they see? A huge floating ship appeared above their heads, blocking out the sky and the sun, and in front of it there was a green sedan chair floating like a ghost.

"Enemy, enemy attack." The middle-aged man trembled with fear. Did the master encounter a powerful enemy during his lifetime? Why did he come at this time?

How do we cope with this?

"Master, you left too early!" The old woman burst into tears. This time she was really crying because she was scared.

Many of the descendants were terrified, and the middle-aged man was desperate. His cultivation level was less than the Golden Core level, and he could not afford to offend the enemy in front of him. The one who controlled such a flying boat must be from the Golden Core family.

He looked at the master helplessly and asked, "Don't you want to have another chance of rejuvenation?"
"The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, I have something to discuss with you." A voice came from the green sedan.

Suddenly, the old man, who had already died, opened his eyes and sat up again.

(End of this chapter)