Chapter 841

Ghost town.

As soon as Zheng Feiyue calmed Wang Po and came out of the secret room, he saw Lv Bu coming and reported back the news that Wang Zonggang had just happened.

After the report, he gave his own opinion as usual: "when Lao BA's new body is found, the Lord of the Ming Dynasty will certainly act. Unfortunately, the level of deep-sea fish is not high, so they can't master their specific plans."

Zheng Feiyue tapped his finger and said, "with our understanding of the Ming wangzong, those ancestors in the back mountain will not go down the mountain unless it comes to the moment of life and death."

"Yes."

Lv Bu nodded. Those ancestors are not easy to be the same as Wang. There is not much left in the origin. They will only accelerate their death. Unless Wang Po attacks the mountain to kill, he won't bother them.

"What's the strength of Emperor Ming?" Zheng Feiyue asked. Although he had learned something from Wang Po before, it was just inaccurate, and the unknown represented a change.

Lv Bu pondered: "the fish of the deep sea brought back news from Lao Qi. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty was in the late stage of returning to emptiness. He realized the Tao for 8000 years and cultivated the third imperial magic among the twelve heavenly gang. His strength is very strong."

"How strong is it?"

Zheng Feiyue frowned. The information was already detailed, but he thought that the person to deal with was the Lord of a sect. He needed more accurate information.

Lv Bu shook his head and said, "Lord Ming hasn't done anything for thousands of years. No one knows how strong he is. He only knows that Lao Qi didn't make a few moves in his hand last time."

"Old eight didn't make it through a few moves in Wang Po's hands. It's really hard to say the strength comparison between the demon king's body and the Ming King's patriarch. Our plan is not safe." Zheng Feiyue pondered.

Lv Bu didn't speak. He knew that at this time, he would leave time for the boss to think.

After a long time.

Zheng Feiyue sighed: "our strength is limited, we can't find help. Wang Po is unstable, and Lao Qi is an old lover... To tell the truth, it's very difficult, and the probability of success is less than 30%

Lv Bu was silent.

It's difficult to subvert the Ming wangzong and other large doors, and the boss is best at turning the impossible into possible and turning corruption into magic.

He believes him!

"By the way, how about Lao Qi?" Zheng Feiyue suddenly asked.

Lv Bu: "I asked the deep-sea fish to take it in different doses. Lao Qi practiced the star power in the twelve sky gang. It just matched the star shifting elixir. His strength will make rapid progress in a month."

Zheng Feiyue nodded.

For this plan, he can be said to have made a lot of money. If Lao Qi had not mastered the immortal magic power, he even planned to give each other a set of immortal magic.

There are a lot of this thing in his carry on space, all from the immortal mansion.

Ming wangzong, Houshan.

Zhang Jing took the boiled medicine soup and passed the tomb keeper to the strange space. He saw Lao Qi in a daze at the door of the wooden house.

"How do the seven elders feel?"

Zhang Jing put down the medicine soup and asked with a smile.

The old seven said faintly, "it feels good. What did you give me to drink? My star power is thousands of miles a day. I'm afraid my grandparents will be surprised when they know."

"I don't know about that one," Zhang Jing said with a smile.

The old seven looked at him. After a period of silence, he said, "why do you want to be a traitor?"

"The seven elders have already asked this question."

Old seven shook his head and said, "you help that man, although you are also helping me, but you should know that once I sit in the position of patriarch, I will be the first to clean you up, so... What are you trying to do? Or what did he promise you?"

When Zhang Jing heard the speech, he suddenly smiled. It was a heartfelt smile: "seven elders, people like you usually stand high above, don't know what people like us want."

Old seven looked at each other and didn't speak.

Zhang Jing continued: "resources, power and accomplishments, which I have been chasing in my dreams, have been underestimated after countless halberds. What I want, or what we want, is dignity!"

"Dignity?"

Old seven chewed the word, a little confused, and then he remembered the word "we". He was awed and secretly guessed how many "Zhang Jing" there were in mingwangzong

"I have been in the sect for 800 years. Because of my qualifications, I was unable to understand the Tao. Later, I turned to study pharmacology, but I still couldn't. I was said that I couldn't save a dog. Do you know this feeling?"

Zhang Jing asked.

Old seven frowned and said, "I can probably understand that, to some extent, like you, I am not welcome by the Pope."

"But you are the seven elders after all. As long as you say a word, many people will run around. Only a small part of your life is incomplete, and my life... Is fragmented!"

Zhang Jing looked excited and spoke fiercely.

Old seven continued to be silent. He had never touched and understood such a life and state of mind.

After excitement, Zhang Jing recovered his humble appearance again and said with a smile, "I have never had brilliant success in my life. I don't want to be remembered after death."

Old seven's eyes sharpened and said, "that's why you are used by that person."

"I know."

Zhang Jingsi felt no guilt and anger at being used. She smiled and said, "the man said that being used these days is also a happy thing. At least it proves that you are still valuable, which makes me feel respect."

Old seven: "

The devil's means of bewitching people are as pure as fire.

"In short, you should drink the medicine well and improve your strength as soon as possible. As for other things, don't worry. If there are special circumstances, you can also tell me, and I will be responsible for passing it on."

Zhang Jing pointed to the bowl and got up to go.

"Wait a minute!" old seven called him, "take a word for me and tell him that I can ignore old eight's affairs, but I can't have another time."

Zhang Jing suddenly turned around.

He did not seem surprised by the words of the seven elders and said, "the man asked me to bring you a word. Change is always accompanied by blood and sacrifice. For your sake, he will try his best to avoid sacrifice, but blood is inevitable."

"I... know, I'm just... Where's big brother? What's he going to do with big brother?" old seven asked.

Zhang Jing turned around and looked calm: "even small people like me know that if the seven elders want to sit in the position of patriarch, your eldest brother can't get around the ridge. There are only two endings waiting for him."

Old seven opened his mouth, closed it, opened it, closed it.

"Either die, or life is better than death."

With these words, Zhang Jing turned and left.

Old seven looked at his back and stagnated for a long time. A group of ghost fire floated to his eyes. Some mischievous and some terrible fell on his shoulder.

Old seven moved.

He raised his palm and fiercely fell on the ghost fire, but suddenly changed his direction on the way and fell on his own face.

Pop!

"Waste!"

"This is your choice!"

"There is no turning back!"