Female President's Protector

Zhang Yi had a panoramic view of the middle-aged man's expression, sneered in his heart, took Luo Qingcheng's plain hand, and said with a smile: "Then I will trouble everyone."

"No trouble!" The middle-aged man laughed, and immediately turned his eyes away from Luo Qingcheng reluctantly, motioned to the other five people, and continued: "Then you come with us, our suzerain must know how to let you go back of."

"It's really thanks to him." Zhang Yi said gratefully.

"No problem!"

Zhang Yi pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Which sect do you guys belong to?"

Hearing the words, the middle-aged man puffed up his chest, filled with arrogance, and said proudly: "Although our Tengyun Pavilion is not ranked in the Shenzhou Continent, it is more than enough to deal with you people, so you better not think about it." What are you thinking about?"

"How could it be!" Zhang Yi sneered, and said flatteringly, "It's too late for us to respect you, how could we be distracted."

"I'm just here for the first time, and I want to know more about the forces here, otherwise I won't know which sect I've offended."

Hearing Zhang Yi's humble words, the middle-aged man looked a little better, nodded slowly, and said nothing more.

"Tengyun Pavilion belongs to a first-class sect in the mainland of China." Zhang Yi followed the middle-aged people all the way, and Yan Feng from the Matouqin made a voice.

When Zhang Yi heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He clearly remembered what Ringling said last time about the realm of eighteen sects and ten magic treasures. This Tengyun Pavilion is relatively powerful in his opinion, but it is only a first-class sect.

It can be said that this Tengyun Pavilion belongs to the lowest sect in the mainland of China, but even its subordinates have supernatural powers.

In other words, if Tengyun Pavilion uses their power to go to the mundane and secluded worlds, then no one will be able to compete with them.

"So, the sect with the weakest strength in mainland China can also dominate over our side?" Zhang Yi murmured softly.

"You can say that!" Yan Feng said with a smile.

"..."

Zhang Yi was speechless for a while, thought of something, and asked inexplicably, "How many organizations are there in the mainland of China?"

"Organization?" Yan Feng seemed to be stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that the organization Zhang Yi said was a school, and then smiled and said: "There are countless first-level sects."

"..." Zhang Yi was stunned for a long while before shaking his head bitterly.

"This is a world, just like your world. In your world, you will be more curious when you see practitioners, but here you will be curious if you see people who are not practitioners."

"That is to say, there is no one here who does not practice."

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Understood, you don't need to explain so much to me."

"What are you talking about?" Suddenly, the middle-aged man turned around and asked puzzledly.

The corner of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched slightly, damn it, he could hear him speaking so quietly, he was talking with Yan Feng all the time when he came up, but Bao Bei and the others didn't hear anything.

But when he thought of the state of middle-aged people, he felt relieved, and immediately asked with a smirk, "No, I was wondering what your name is and what should I call you, hero."

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback, gave Zhang Yi a suspicious look, and said calmly, "My surname is Shui, and my name is Shui Hongxi."

"Oh, so it's Shui Daxia." Zhang Yi said with a smile, and then whispered softly: "Damn, what a name of Shui." '

"Little kid, let me tell you, this place is not like your bad place. There are many cultivators here. Maybe you have your woman who can mess around there, but here, your words and deeds Be careful." Shui Hongxi seemed to hear Zhang Yi's muttering, and said displeasedly, frowning slightly.

Zhang Yi was taken aback for a moment, and thought to himself, the ears are also very good, right?

Then he smiled and complimented: "Yes, Senior Shui taught you well."

Seeing Zhang Yi being so humble and polite, Shui Hongxi didn't blame anything anymore.

Soon, a group of ten people turned left and right, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally came to the outside of a resplendent and resplendent garden.

Looking at such a big garden here, Zhang Yi couldn't help but secretly startled.

This other garden is at least two to three thousand square meters, and the plaque at the door is written like oracle bone inscriptions, Tengyun Pavilion.

Zhang Yizhang stared dumbfounded at this villa. If there is a sense of oppression in the big villa, and even a first-level sect has such a large place, what about those tenth and eighth-level ones?

How big is their place, and how strong is their strength?

"There is no money transaction here, only pills and magic weapons, so the land is worthless, unlike your side."

Hearing Yan Feng's explanation, Zhang Yi's face was filled with black lines.

Not to mention the secular world, even the hidden world is affected by the secular world, and they all start to use money to trade, and the most important thing is that I heard about buying and selling land in the hidden world by chance last time.

"Then how did they trade?" Zhang Yi asked puzzled.

Although there is no money and currency trading here, there will definitely be buying and selling.

"There are actually very few transactions here, because every household and every school has no worries about food, drink and housing, and they don't need to worry about these."

"On the contrary, some pills and magic weapons are traded relatively more."

As soon as Yan Feng finished speaking, Zhang Yi followed into Tengyun Pavilion.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Yi felt an overwhelming momentum coming instantly.

Zhang Yi's heart trembled slightly as this momentum was comparable to that of Taoist Ancestor.

Didn't it mean that Tengyun Pavilion has only one level?How could there be people above the sixteenth level of Yuqing?

If this strength belongs to their suzerain, then Tengyun Pavilion should also be able to rank to the second and third ranks, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and walked in slowly.

A young man of about 27 or [-] was approaching. After Zhang Yi exchanged glances with him, he followed Shui Hongxi straight away.

And the young man took a deep look at Zhang Yi, and walked out of Tengyun Pavilion directly.

"Senior Shui, who was that just now?" Zhang Yi asked after taking a deep breath, looking at Shui Hongxi.

Because Daozu's aura was emitted by this young man.

After the young man left, Daozu's sense of oppression disappeared in an instant.

"I don't know, just don't worry about it so much." Shui Hongxi stopped, turned around, and said with a somewhat displeased look on his brow.

Zhang Yi nodded slowly, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

He always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know where the problem was.

Could it be that Po Jun and the others already knew that they had come to the mainland of China?

But it shouldn't be possible, right?

Even if you know, it won't be so fast.

But why is there a premonition that I don't dare to breed in my heart?