Chapter 3287

This is a king of martial arts and the president of the martial arts association. His name is Sullivan.

He apologized as soon as he arrived. "Sorry, I just arranged to start the protection of books and other matters."

When Feng Jun heard the speech, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "other matters?"

"This is a wizard's city," Sullivan said frankly, "and there are many people waiting, so we have to guard against it."

It's true that there are many idle people. It's good to have a king of Wu in the usual third tier cities.

There was only one king of Wu in Shuangta City, but when Feng Jun went, the king of Wu just went out.

The flame city has many people and trade is relatively frequent. There are not only many wizards, but also many martial arts practitioners.

As soon as the floating population is large, it is easy to break out some minor conflicts, so there are two kings of Wu here.

But even so, wizards still have the upper hand. Whether it's the city Lord's mansion or the martial arts association, wizards infiltrate very badly..

Strictly speaking, it's not penetration. It's just that wizards have great power.

This is the case in the martial arts association. Many martial arts practitioners rely on wizards to eat. Where their interests lie, the camp can be put aside for the time being.

Sullivan was well aware of the current situation of the association and learned that Shijie and Shijie came to flame city and immediately made corresponding arrangements.

There's no way. There aren't many normal people in wizards. The devil knows what those crazy people can do.

Why should the martial arts association wade in the muddy water with those madmen when it can stay out of the way?

Up to now, he is not even afraid to state it clearly - anyway, the martial arts association and wizards are not the same thing after all.

In fact, as soon as he said it, Feng Jun reacted. He nodded quietly and looked at another Wu Zun.

"When the president of the martial arts association arrives, is the city Lord so noble?"

Wu Zun replied with a wry smile, "the city Lord... Has already left the flame city. There are wizard apprentices in the Lord's family."

The city Lord is scared to run away? When Feng Jun heard this, he was a little speechless, "what did you just say?"

"The city Lord told me before he left," Wu Zun said helplessly.

"The LORD was originally a martial arts practitioner, but there are witches in the family. It's impossible not to send them to study."

This is the real helplessness. In this continent, the identity of a wizard is too noble. It is expected to become a wizard. Who is willing to give up?

Why don't the city Lord run away in fear? He was originally delicate and expensive, and he probably didn't want to let the wizard Miao in the family be killed.

Seeing that Feng Jun's face was not good-looking, Wu Zun said, "but adults want books, and the city Lord's house is willing to cooperate."

Of course, there will be some books in the city Lord's house. Anyway, as long as he is happy, he is not afraid to be the Lord temporarily.

Feng Jun looked at him and asked in a deep voice, "are you qualified to let me into the city?"

"Well... Sorry," Wu Zun spread his hands and smiled helplessly. "Even if the city Lord is here, he has no right to oppose the will of the wizard."

Feng Jun nodded slightly when he heard the speech. "Then the city Lord should be... Very timid."

Wu Zun can only continue to smile bitterly, and the heart says you know?

Feng Jun ignored him, but looked at the young wizard and spoke faintly.

"If we hang out like this again, we'll have to break through."

The young wizard's eyes were a little red again. He was about to speak. A voice sounded in the city.

"Two practitioners, please come in. I hope you can abide by the rules of the city!"

The wizard Association finally chose to give in. There's no way. The situation is stronger than people. You can't do without giving in.

As for asking each other to obey the rules, that is the last stubbornness of the Wizards.

Probably because the decision was too humiliating, so that no wizard came to contact, but shouted it out directly.

The whole city heard this cry. Even those who didn't get the news knew that two practitioners were coming.

The tragedy of twin towers has been spread, but it is only known by the high-level witches.

For the isolated news, this side of the world is more important than tianqin.

Therefore, compared with Wuxiu, the Wizards in flame city know less, at least most of the wizard apprentices don't know.

Now everyone suddenly heard that a sworn enemy had entered the city. They couldn't help asking in a low voice to know what happened.

Feng Jun and Yi Jue walked into the flame city with their heads held high. They were greeted with curious eyes.

Many people even came from a distance to see the truth.

This is the legendary cultivator... Alive!

Sullivan followed them and released the momentum of King Wu, "give way, don't watch, otherwise... There will be no amnesty for killing!"

The president of the martial arts association still has some deterrent power. The strength of the king of martial arts makes him enough to fight against the great wizard.

The key is that the number of martial arts practitioners is far more than that of wizards, so he is also a real power figure in flame city.

The spectators heard the speech and dodged to both sides, but more and more people came.

When he came to a crossroads, the Wu Zun of the city Lord's residence left. He was going to arrange matters related to books.

The wizard also left. His task had been completed, and he was very worried that if he followed, he would lose control of his emotions.

Feng Jun went to the martial arts association first. Because of Sullivan's advance arrangement, they got the books very smoothly.

They didn't take the book with them. They looked at it casually and painted the content on Obsidian with divine knowledge.

The depiction of divine consciousness is very fast, but the martial arts association here is prosperous. Although there are not many books, there are also thirty or forty.

After depicting these books, they spent more than half an hour, and then left two ingots of gold, about a kilogram.

Gold is also a hard currency here, but buying these books... Is a little insufficient.

Apart from other things, Wuzong's means of breaking through wuzun is not what gold can buy - at least gold alone is not enough.

Sullivan didn't complain about this. He just asked haltingly, "two adults... Do you have Wu zongdan?"

Wu zongdan is actually a congenital Dan. When Feng Jun was in kunhao world, he got some and took Luo Hua.

Martial arts practitioners in the ghost and witch world have also heard that practitioners have "wuzongdan" in their hands, and they don't pay much attention to it.

The Wu Xiujin rank here is innate, and it is not as easy as expected. Wu Zong is not the existence of rotten street.

However, it is mostly because the aura of this world is stronger than that of Kun Hao's mortal world, and the congenital probability is much higher than that of Kun Hao.

There are also natural materials, earth treasures and various auxiliary means to help Wuxiu break through to Wuzong.

Of course, it's just help. If your own conditions are not enough, no matter how many means you have, it's useless.

Sullivan's youngest son is currently facing this problem.

The young son's health is not good when he is young, and his mother dotes on him. Now he is only one foot away from his birth, but he can't advance.

Sullivan also loved his little son very much. He used a lot of natural materials and land treasures and various auxiliary means.

But it didn't work. Later, someone said that maybe only Wu zongdan could help.

For Wu Xiu, Wu zongdan is a legendary Pill - in fact, even practitioners only exist in legends.

So Sullivan doesn't insist. He doesn't even have the ability to go to Shenwu mainland, let alone to Xiuzhen mainland.

But now, the cultivator appeared in front of him and asked for something from him, so he dared to mention it.

Yi Jue didn't make a sound. This pill is too low-end. Although her storage space is large, it's not such a waste.

Feng Jun really has congenital pills. There are only a few, just a hundred or so. Most of them are in the warehouse and carry about a dozen with him.

He doesn't remember where these pills came from, but this kind of thing is useful to him.

In bad times, it will become the inside story of the white gravel beach. If conditions permit, you can consider helping China cultivate more than 18 congenital experts.

The other party wants a congenital pill. Feng Jun doesn't mind making a good marriage, but he doesn't want to get used to the other party's problems.

So he frowned slightly, "we just rubbed a copy..."

"For us, congenital Dan is nothing, but it can't be exchanged for gold. Can you understand?"

Sullivan's eyes turned, then nodded, smiled and said, "I understand, the secret script of King Wu zunjinjie... Is that enough?"

"This is absolutely enough," Feng Jun said with joy. "If it's not particularly eccentric... Three congenital pills!"

Sullivan smiled and arched his hand. "Thank you. My martial uncle Davis is now in charge of the book Pavilion of the headquarters of the armed forces Association."

"Yes," Feng Jun nodded with a smile, "I thought you were wondering if you wanted to reveal the secrets of the king of martial arts of the Jin Dynasty."

The martial arts association also has a very strict punishment mechanism for the leakage of martial arts. Not to mention the king of martial arts, martial saints dare not openly violate it.

"I won't do that," Sullivan replied with a smile, "otherwise I can't be a man in Wuxiu."

It's not just about the punishment mechanism. The armed forces association can't restrain the cultivator, but he will die socially.

So his idea was, "I can say hello to martial uncle and ask him to protect relevant books."

"In the headquarters, there are also people close to wizards. It's necessary to say hello, but... Two wuzongdan are enough."

"That's OK," Feng Jun nodded and found a box with four wax pills in it.

He lost a wax pill and said, "I'll give you a deposit first, and the rest... To your martial uncle?"

"Yes, I must tell martial uncle," Sullivan smiled and nodded.

In fact, he is very good at talking. "If you don't think about it, you can't let martial uncle be busy in vain. A congenital pill is enough."

Feng Jun nodded slightly, "let your martial uncle pay attention to the books on anecdotes and strange things. The price is easy to discuss."

"Sure," Sullivan nodded repeatedly, and said in his heart that the cultivator suddenly appeared. Sure enough, there was a reason.

But what does it matter to him? He only needs to know that the other party can take out four wuzongdan at will.

Feng Jun frowned, "why didn't the city Lord's house respond?"

He and Yi Jue have been in the Martial Arts Association for almost an hour, and Wu Zun of the city Lord's residence has not appeared yet.

"He can't be too many masters," Sullivan knew the root of Wu Zun.

He suggested, "I'll send someone to urge you, two adults. Why don't we... Go somewhere else first?"

(updated to, summon monthly ticket.)

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