Zongwu: Opening Awakening copy and paste

The Yinye King in my impression was definitely not as polite as he is now.

"Who is he?"

Afterwards, Feng Wuhen turned his gaze to the middle-aged man in white who almost made a move just now, and asked indifferently.

"I'm Li Tianheng, the head of Tianying Church!"

The middle-aged man in white looked at Feng Wuhen and responded in a deep voice.

"If you made a move just now, you are already a dead person. You should be grateful to King Yinye next to you."

Feng Wuhen raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

While speaking, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's words, Yin Yewang and Li Tianheng's expressions changed at the same time.

"Thank you, Shaoxia Feng, for your mercy. The Sky Eagle Sect will never be an enemy of the young hero. Please rest assured, the young hero."

King Yinye said gratefully.

"Hmph, I never thought that the Skyhawk Sect would send two hall masters to invite me at once. I'm really flattered."

Feng Wuhen snorted softly, said something lightly, and raised his head to take a sip of wine.

He didn't expect to attract so many people the moment he returned to Yitian State, even the Skyhawk Sect.

"Young Xia's kindness will never be forgotten by the Sky Eagle Sect, but I wonder if the young hero is willing to follow me to the Sky Eagle Sect?"

King Yinye cupped his hands again and asked tentatively.

"I've always been used to being alone, and Feng Wuhen appreciates the kindness of the Tianying Sect, so I won't give it away."

Feng Wuhen said something lightly, and then ignored the two people in the room.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's answer, Li Tianheng frowned, and stopped talking.

King Yinye shook his head secretly at Li Tianheng, and saluted Feng Wuhen respectfully.

"Since Young Xia Feng has already made up his mind, I will not force him any longer. I hope that in the future, I will be lucky enough to invite Young Xia to the Tianying Teaching, and I will leave."

King Yin Ye slowly backed out while talking.

"Remember, you still owe me your life."

Feng Wuhen said lightly.

King Yin Ye was stunned for a moment, cupped his hands, and walked out of the room quickly.

outside the inn.

"Young master, is he just leaving like this? He is a little too arrogant!"

Li Tianheng looked at King Yin Ye and said with an indignant expression.

"What can I do? Can I force you? His martial arts are too terrifying and unfathomable. With your and my strength, it is impossible to be his opponent. What's more, he has the kindness of the Tianying Sect. You cannot be your enemy."

King Yin Ye frowned and said.

"Then how do we explain to the leader?"

Li Tianheng said with a sad face.

"Just tell the truth."

Yin Yewang sighed and said, then glanced at the inn, and walked out of the town quickly.

in the inn.

Feng Wuhen was still sitting on the edge of the window, and the jug in his hand was almost empty again.Looking in the direction of the town gate, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

It seems that no matter whether he voluntarily participates in those fights or killings, he is already in danger.

If he doesn't kill others, others will kill him.

This is the arena, and many times there are not so many reasonable causes and consequences.

In this case, his journey of seeking martial arts can only continue until the moment when he really reaches the moment when he is invincible.

He has never had any interest in dominating the world, he just wants to be that existence above the world.

...

Lingquan Town.

In a wine shop, a sweaty young man was stirring an iron pot with a size of four or five square meters, with a look of intoxication.

The aroma of wine permeated the whole winery, just smelling it made me almost drunk.

This young man is none other than Feng Wuhen.

He also came to this place by accident, and then he couldn't help but stop, and came to this winery on a whim, to experience the process of wine making.

For him, there are two most important things, one is to pursue the peak of martial arts, and the other is wine.

Never leaving his hand with wine has become another kind of legend in the arena.

"Master Feng, someone is looking for you outside."

At this moment, the owner of the winery walked in slowly, and said respectfully to Feng Wuhen who was sweating profusely.

A few days ago, this strange young man in front of him came to his brewery, and he said that he had to brew wine himself. Although he couldn't understand why, he could tell that this young man was not simple, especially when he brought him The sword next to him.

"who?"

Feng Wuhen asked lightly.

"I don't know, I don't know, but judging from their posture, it seems that they are not ordinary people, and they all hold weapons in their hands."

The boss said with a serious expression, his face tensed.

Feng Wuhen frowned, and stopped what he was doing.

I didn't expect that even if he hid here, someone would find him.

"Mr. Feng, you have personally experienced all the wine-making process. Leave the rest to the other guys. You are not an ordinary person. You must be busy with a lot of things. Should we stop here?"

The boss looked at Feng Wuhen, and asked tentatively, his words seemed to be pleading.

Feng Wuhen smiled, noncommittal, but stretched out his right hand and spread it in front of the boss.

The boss looked at Feng Wuhen blankly, not knowing why.

"Salary."

Feng Wuhen said with a smile.

When the boss heard this, he froze in place, obviously he didn't expect Feng Wuhen to reach out to ask for his wages.

Perhaps because he wanted to send the plague god away earlier, the boss hastily untied a purse from his waist, and stuffed it all into Feng Wuhen's hands no matter how much silver was in it.

"Thank you, I wish the boss a prosperous business and a lot of money."

Feng Wuhen weighed the purse, and the smile on his face was even wider. As he spoke, he picked up the Yitian sword that was put aside, and walked out slowly.

Who would have thought that Feng Wuhen, who is now well-known in the world and can cause uproar in the martial arts with just a few gestures, would actually work in a winery to earn money?

Outside the winery, there were many people standing, and at first glance they were all Jiang Hu people.

But the strange thing is that there are actually two groups of people.

But they all have the same purpose, that is Feng Wuhen.

While everyone was waiting anxiously, footsteps came, and then Feng Wuhen was seen slowly coming out of the winery while wiping his sweat.

Seeing Feng Wuhen appear, the two groups greeted him at the same time.

Although they don't know what Feng Wuhen looks like, they know the distinctive sword.

Chapter 28 The Snipe and the Clam

Lingquan Town.

Outside the winery.

"May I ask if your Excellency is Feng Wuhen Feng Shaoxia?"

Following the appearance of Feng Wuhen, the two groups came forward at the same time, and said in unison.

After the words fell, the leaders of the two groups froze for a moment, and glanced at each other in unison.

"Buy wine?"

Feng Wuhen took a look at the two leaders, and asked indifferently.

"what?"

After hearing Feng Wuhen's words, the two were stunned again.

"Young Xia misunderstood, and I came here next time to ask for something."

One of them, about thirty years old, waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Qingcheng Sword Sect?"

Feng Wuhen sized that person up and asked indifferently.

Judging from the other party's attire, he looked very much like someone from the Qingcheng Sword Sect of Aojiang Prefecture, and the long sword scabbard in his hand seemed to have the unique mark of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

The man froze for a moment, then smiled happily, and bowed his hands respectfully at Feng Wuhen.

"The young hero has good eyesight. Hou Renying of the Xiaqingcheng Sword Sect, under the order of his family teacher, specially came here to invite young hero Feng to go to the Songfengguan to have a talk."

The man responded with a smile.

Sure enough, he was a member of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

Hearing the name Hou Renying, Feng Wuhen couldn't help frowning.

Is it the first of the Qingcheng Four Talents?

Or according to Linghu Chong's words, should they be called the Four Beasts of Qingcheng?

Thinking of this, Feng Wuhen couldn't help laughing.

"Young hero agreed?"

Seeing Feng Wuhen smile, Hou Renying was overjoyed for a moment, and couldn't help asking loudly.

"what about you?"

But Feng Wuhen didn't pay attention to him, but turned to another group of people and asked lightly.

He recognized the people from the Qingcheng Sword Sect, but he didn't recognize the origin of the other group. Judging by the attire of those people, they seemed a little strange.

"Shen Diao State's Unfeeling Valley, Fan Yiweng, met Young Hero Feng."

The leader of the other group cupped his fists respectfully to Feng Wuhen, and said slowly.

Small in stature, with a white beard, he looked to be in his early forties.

Unfeeling Valley? !

Fan Yiweng? !

Gongsunzhi's eldest disciple? !

Hearing the other party's self-reported name, Feng Wuhen couldn't help being stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that even the people from the Unfeeling Valley of Shendiao State also came.

As far as he knows, the Valley of Unrequited Love generally seldom participates in Jianghu affairs, and people in the valley rarely leave the valley.

"I didn't expect that I would have such a big face, and even the Valley of Heartlessness would be mobilized."

Feng Wuhen said with a smile.

"Young Xia Feng's prestige is now well known in the world. My master Gongsun Guzhu has heard of Young Xia Feng's name and has been friends with him for a long time. He specially sent me to invite the young hero to stay in the Valley of Unrequited Love for a few days. It can be used as a place to hide from the crowd."

Fan Yiweng clasped his fists and spoke slowly, not forgetting to glance at Hou Renying between his words.

"you!!"

Hou Renying's face on the side immediately sank, pointing at Fan Yi hesitated to speak, his face turned red.

He knew that Fan Yiweng's talking about idlers must include him, but he couldn't refute it, because once he refuted, he would admit that he was Fan Yiweng's talking about idlers.

"The Valley of Unrequited Love is indeed a paradise, and the Qingcheng Sword Sect is one of the best among the Five Sacred Sword Sects in Aojiang Prefecture, but I don't seem to be very interested. The kindness of the two of you is appreciated. I still have something to do, let's go first."

Feng Wuhen shook his head and planned to leave.