Chapter 986

Yin Ping immediately turned his head. When he saw Chen Jiarong, he also showed a warm smile and immediately walked up.

"Hehe, young master Jiarong, long time no see." Yin Ping holds boxing.

"Why, come to see my master again?" Chen Jiarong said.

Yin Ping showed a little embarrassed expression and said with a smile: "ha ha, I'm ashamed to say. Last time I went to the Fanhua gate, I was deeply instructed by Ling Lao. I made a big breakthrough in xuanshu, but I didn't see Ling Lao in the gate several times later."

Hearing the speech, Chen Jiarong smiled: "master is too busy on weekdays, but you're lucky today. The master is meditating on the top of the mountain, and he will return to the door at sunset."

"Ah? Really? That's great, young master Jiarong. I really don't know how to thank you. I saw old Ling last time. With your help, you are really my noble man."

Chen Jiarong waved his hand and smiled: "they are all Chinese in the martial arts. Why are you so polite? You have come from the mainland so many times. If you can help, just help."

In fact, Yin Ping has come to Fanhua gate at least five or six times. Except for the second time, Chen Jiarong helped bring him in, and he never had a chance to see Ling chongjue again.

In the field of xuanshu, Ling chongjue almost belongs to the first place in the south of China, and the development of xuanshu is mainly in the south, so Yin Ping also sincerely asks for advice.

However, he was the strongest hunter in the red fire regiment, but no one bought his account when he arrived at the Fanhua gate. Ling chongjue was busy refining the array on weekdays, and the disciples ignored him. It can be said that Yin Ping also suffered cold eyes and cold face when he came to the Fanhua gate again and again.

However, Rao insisted. He hoped to see Ling chongjue. You know, it's a great honor for xuanshu people to meet the leader in the xuanshu world.

So when Chen Jiarong said this, Yin Ping was deeply moved. He said with gratitude on his face: "young master Jiarong, i... I really don't know how to express my gratitude. In this way, as long as you encounter any problems in the mainland, I Yin Ping will try my best to help!"

Chen Jiarong nodded when he heard the speech: "hehe, Mr. Yin is polite. By the way, I remember you were... A hunting group?"

"Yes, our red fire regiment still has some reputation in the hunting world. If young master Jiarong needs an animal soul, I Yin Ping will never refuse." Yin Pingdao.

Chen Jiarong smiled: "hahaha, it's important. If I need anything, I will buy it at the same price. How can I take advantage of people."

"That's natural. With the strength and financial resources of Fanhua sect, what does a mere animal soul count? It's priceless just because of the xuanshu means of Fanhua sect disciples!"

Hearing Yin Ping's words, Chen Jiarong was so proud that he had to say that Yin Ping's ability to speak really didn't lose anyone. He coaxed Chen Jiarong into joy in a few words.

Chen Jiarong said with a smile, "hehe, Mr. Yin is so talkative. Well, don't wait here. How about going to my work room for a cup of tea? I happen to have something to find Shifu. I'll take you later."

"Ah? Well... Hehe, I'd better obey my orders."

They walked into Chen Jiarong's work room. Yin Ping looked around and couldn't help admiring. He said that although the red fire group had strong financial resources, compared with Chen Jiarong's work room, his work room was even inferior.

The layout of the work room is very elegant. Mahogany tables and chairs, screens and beds are valuable materials at a glance. Yin Ping's work room is the most expensive than some gold and silver carvings, which is too vulgar compared with others.

Chen Jiarong then asked his servant to serve a pot of tea. The two had a good talk. Chen Jiarong was flustered. At this time, he was in a much better mood when talking with others. In addition, Yin Ping was very good at talking. They almost talked with each other. They unconsciously talked for nearly an hour.

"Hehe, so Mr. Yin is young and purposeful. The red fire regiment is also the top hunting regiment in China. It's not easy for you to support the whole hunting regiment at your age." Chen Jiarong said.

"Brother Jiarong praised me wrongly. He lives in the Jianghu and can't talk about any achievements. The real achievements have to be said to be achievements in martial arts or metaphysics. This is a world away from brother Jiarong." Yin Ping said.

Chen Jiarong waved his hand: "ah, that's wrong. My strength just depends on my teacher's education, and deputy head Yin depends on himself. Now you and I are friends. You are welcome to come to Fanhua gate often in the future."

"Really? That's great. Ha ha, brother Jiarong, I, Yin Ping, He De, can make friends with the big disciples of Fanhua sect." Yin Ping smiled.

"You're welcome to make friends all over the world," said deputy head Yin. Chen Jiarong looked at the time and said, "it's time for the family teacher to come back. Well, deputy head Yin, I have something important to report to my master. I'll take you to the master's study later. You wait outside for a while."

"Yes, yes, brother Jiarong is serious. I'm just talking to old Ling about metaphysics. I'm not busy or busy."

When they walked out of the study, Chen Jiarong took Yin Ping to the door of another attic in the villa, tapped twice, and heard a low but confident voice inside.

"Come in."

Hearing the sound, Yin Ping naturally recognized that it was the voice of Ling chongjue, the leader of Fanhua sect. He immediately got up solemnly, stood up straight and tidied up his collar.

Chen Jiarong turned his head and made a few gestures to Yin Ping, which meant to let him wait for a while. After all, Chen Jiarong had to report important things first. Yin Ping quickly nodded and motioned Chen Jiarong to go first.

Pushing the door in, Chen Jiarong did not forget to close the door.

The study is very bookish. Mahogany tables, chairs, bookcases, even sofas and tea tables are made of mahogany, and they are high-quality Hainan Huanghua pear wood. I'm afraid they won't be less than one million in terms of price.

Looking at the homes of the rich and powerful, I'm afraid few have such decoration, luxurious and low-key, expensive and not publicized.

Yin Ping last saw Ling chongjue in the reception hall of Fanhua gate. He didn't see Ling chongjue's study. He previously thought Chen Jiarong's work room was very luxurious. If he saw here again, I'm afraid he would immediately think that the red fire regiment is a poor force.

Although Chen Jiarong has a good position in Fanhua gate and is the eldest disciple of Ling chongjue, he still respects his master very much. In front of his master, he pays great attention to his manners and even etiquette.

He hugged his fist and said, "master, Jiarong has something to report to you."

In front of the mahogany table, an old man in his 70s sat in the Taishi chair with two Cloisonne iron balls in his hands. Compared with those literati who knead walnuts, he seemed less tacky and more elegant.

The old man is strong and looks very different from his age. His hair is almost white and scattered on his shoulders, but he combs it very neatly. Although his face is full of vicissitudes, his face is red and his complexion is excellent. A pair of tiger eyes are not angry, and even the spirit is unmatched by young people in their twenties and thirties.

The old man is Ling chongjue, the leader of Fanhua sect, and the master of Chen Jiarong and long Aoxue.

In recent years, although Fanhua gate has been known as the first force in southern China, Ling chongjue himself has no action.

Since his strength reached a high level, Ling chongjue paid more attention to self-cultivation and did not advocate fierce fighting. He also asked his disciples to minimize friction with the outside world and focus more on their own cultivation and enterprises.

Therefore, for the outside world, Ling Chong is never a sign, but no one has heard of his actions. Some even suspect that Ling Chong has retired from the Jianghu long ago. Now the real manager of Fanhua gate is Chen Yongquan. Of course, Ling Chong doesn't care about these at all.

Hearing Chen Jiarong's voice, Ling chongjue slightly opened his eyes. A pair of tiger eyes had endless dignity, but his eyes were soft and kind, which was also the embodiment of heart cultivation.

"Jiarong, are you back? Didn't you go to miaojiang to find Aoxue?" When Ling chongjue spoke, his lips seemed to open a gap slightly, but his words were very clear and full of confidence. It sounded very shocking.

"Master, i... ah," said Chen Jiarong, kneeling directly in front of Ling chongjue, "I'm ashamed of you."

Hearing the speech, Ling chongjue opened his eyes slightly. It was obvious that he was surprised by Chen Jiarong's move.

Chen Jiarong is mature and steady in fanhuamen on weekdays. Although he also has his own temper and character, he is a young man after all. Ling chongjue also understands it very well, so he has never seen Chen Jiarong kneel suddenly in front of him.

"Jiarong, get up and talk. You're the eldest disciple of Fanhua sect. What's it like?" Ling chongjue said.

Chen Jiarong shook his head with tears in his eyes: "master, I have no face. This time I went to miaojiang... I lost the face of Fanhua gate. Please punish me."

Ling Chong Jue frowned slightly: "hmm? What's going on? Tell me."

Chen Jiarong took a deep breath: "this time in miaojiang, the disciple is responsible for a film and television project under the door. There is also a partner in this project, Lin's film company in Fengbei. The disciple is in line with the interests of the door, but I didn't expect... Lin Zichen, the chairman of Lin's film, actually coveted Aoxue's beauty and had a bad intention."

Ling Chong Jue raised his head and looked thoughtful. His expression was as heavy as water, but Chen Jiarong still saw a trace of displeasure in the master's expression. He hurriedly said, "the disciple stopped and warned Lin Zichen, but Lin Zichen not only didn't listen, but also hit me!"

"Oh? Jiarong, your strength has reached the peak of Nayuan? He's just a businessman, so how can he be your opponent?" Ling Chong asked.

Chen Jiarong chewed his lips and thought for a moment. He said, "master, have you ever heard of Lin Ye? Chairman Lin is the first person on the Chinese tianwu list, Lin Ye!"

"Lin... Lin Ye?" Ling chongjue's eyes widened and his face was surprised. He was the first person in the tianwu list... If he was an ordinary person, it would be enough to say that he had never heard of him, but as the first person of southern xuanshu, how could he have never heard of Lin?

"Master, have you heard of Lord Lin?"

Ling Chong never paid attention to Chen Jiarong's words, but fell into a short meditation.

For a moment, Ling chongjue looked at his disciples and shook his head slightly: "Jiarong, this matter... You didn't tell the truth in front of being a teacher?"

Hearing master's words, Chen Jiarong was stunned. Obviously, he felt guilty.