My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Murong Wan guessed what Yang Feng meant and said, "It seems to be about the formation, but Senior Qingye will really answer your question, even though you are not her disciple."

"You also know Senior Qingye?"

Yang Feng listened to Murong Wan's words and felt that he was very familiar with Qingye.

Murong Wan raised her head and recalled, "The last time I saw Senior Qingye was probably two years ago. My master doesn't have many friends, and Senior Qingye is one of them."

"Then what about other than Senior Aoba?"

Yang Feng asked curiously.

He didn't know how many powerful people like Youlian there were.

Murong Wan could naturally see what Yang Feng was thinking, and said, "There should be five people with similar strength to my master, including Sima Shan and Director Jiang."

"Five?"

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, and said: "Does that mean I have already met four?"

"It should be more than that."

"Who is the other one?"

"You've seen it too."

"I've seen it too..."

Yang Feng recalled it and seemed to suddenly understand it.

"The head of the Zhuge family, Lu Changan."

Yang Feng suddenly realized.

Murong Wan nodded and said, "That's right, but his identity is quite special."

"What do you mean?"

"He is the patriarch of a hidden family, so even though he will be restricted by the agreement, his strength can still be used to protect the Zhuge family."

Murong Wan's words made Yang Feng understand a little.

"That is to say, if the Zhuge family is invaded, he can still take action, right?"

"Well, he is not restricted within the Zhuge family's territory."

Murong Wan was actually looking at Yang Feng with some curiosity as she spoke, "Come to think of it, it seems like you've been to Zhuge's house, what do you think of the situation there?"

Not only others, but even Murong Wan was slightly interested in this question.

After all, the Zhuge family is mysterious, and their ceiling is a master of Lu Changan's level.

Yang Feng heard her ask, and seemed very interested, so he smiled and said, "How about I go to Zhuge's house in a while, and you can go with me? I think they will welcome you too."

"No, the Zhuge family does not invite outsiders, including me."

Murong Wan shook her head.

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, and said: "But shouldn't Senior Youlian and the head of the Zhuge family know each other?"

"Including my master."

Murong Wan’s words really surprised Yang Feng.

"In fact, it's because the Zhuge family doesn't want to interfere in the affairs of the outside world, and they don't want to cause trouble for themselves. This is a rule that has been in place for hundreds of years."

Murong Wan continued, "Even if the Zhuge family wants to invite us, they are still subject to the ancestral precepts."

"There is such a thing..."

Yang Feng didn't expect that the Zhuge family actually had such a rule.

Then how did I get in there?

Murong Wan looked at Yang Feng and said, "If it's you, I guess it might be because of Senior Qingtian. The Zhuge family has a good relationship with Senior Qingtian. I don't know the details."

"I see."

Yang Feng nodded.

Murong Wan looked at him with a smile and asked, "Come to think of it, is Senior Qingtian's inheritance really in your hands?"

"That's it."

Yang Feng said, "But he is not my master."

"It can be seen that the things you use are somewhat different from those used by Senior Qingtian. I often hear my master mention things about Senior Qingtian."

Murong Wan recalled and said, “In her eyes, she should know the strength of Senior Qingtian.”

"What did she say?"

"She said that Senior Qingtian was a person who created an era, and was also the only person who had contact with the Tao in the past four hundred years."

Murong Wan said, "This is not just her evaluation, it is the same as the evaluation of Senior Qingtian by other seniors and historical books."

When almost everyone mentions Qingtian, it is difficult not to show an expression of admiration.

Yang Feng's expression became increasingly depressed at this time, as if he had thought of something.

Murong Wan was a little confused and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I just suddenly thought, Senior Youlian should at least know Sima Shan's strength, right?"

Yang Feng asked, "Since they have constraints on each other, it means that even if Sima Shan is stronger than them, he is not much stronger."

"You are curious about the battle between Senior Qingtian and Sima Shan, right?"

Murong Wan quickly understood what Yang Feng meant.

In fact, this is indeed a very big doubt.

Not only Sima Shan, but also Youlian and others, as well as Murong Wan, who had heard Qingtian's story, felt very strange.

"I have thought about this before. In fact, even if Sima Shan really used a lot of powerful black puppets to ambush Senior Qingtian, there should still be a decisive gap in strength between the two."

Murong Wan said, "But it is strange that Senior Qingtian was defeated by Sima Shan. Many people don't understand this."

"Has your master asked Sima Shan?"

"They just know each other, but they are not on the same path, so how could they ask this."

Murong Wan said this, and immediately looked at Yang Feng with a smile.

Yang Feng felt a chill on his back and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"If there is anyone who can ask, then it's you. How about you ask him next time you see him? Just think of it as clearing up the doubts in our hearts."

Murong Wan's joking tone.

Yang Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Why do you always ask me to do this? Besides, we are no longer a threat to the mountains and rivers. He doesn't need to bother looking for me. It's useless even if he does."

"Do you really think this agreement can last long?"

Murong Wan asked.

Yang Feng was silent for a while when asked, and finally said helplessly: "Let's live one day at a time. No one knows what will happen in the future. Who knows, one day we may be finished."

"You are quite open-minded."

"As the saying goes, black hair is hard to keep, and red face is easy to change. Life is not like a pine tree. Fame and fortune are just like falling flowers in the wind. There is really no happiness in the world. After all the calculations... Forget it, let's not talk about this."

As Yang Feng was reciting, he felt something was wrong.

Murong Wan looked at him strangely and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You haven't read this book."

"I've read a lot of books, but I don't remember which one mentioned this."

"It means you haven't seen enough."

Yang Feng grinned and walked upstairs.

Murong Wan felt that there was something wrong with Yang Feng’s last smile.

Out of curiosity, Murong Wan opened her phone and checked the full text.

"Black hair is hard to keep, and red face is easy to change. Life is not like a pine tree. Fame and fortune are gone, and flowers are falling in the wind. The real happy place in the world, after all, is in the bedroom. It is not like a prosperous place, where joy begins and sorrow ends. I am happy every morning, and I am afraid of the morning bell when I sleep soundly. I open my eyes and see the world, a big spring palace..."

Murong Wan blushed slightly when she saw what was happening behind her.