Those years when I started a business in the comprehension world

This Zheng Baohua was born in Canglin School, one of the eight schools, and he is the only son of the head of Canglin School.

In Xiyuezhou, Canglin Sect is the richest sect besides Zhenbao Sect.

The wealth accumulation of Zhenbao Sect relies on doing business, while the Canglin Sect relies on having mines at home—it is true that there are mines at home. Their sect is located on a mountain rich in spiritual mines, and it is the sect with the largest output of spiritual mines in Xiyuezhou.

Relying on Zheng Baohua's background, ordinary people dare not offend him easily, and his actions have always been domineering and arrogant.His playful style is almost well-known in Tianji City.

"Mr. Zheng misunderstood. This thousand fantasy black fox is indeed not a spirit beast tamed by my Zhenbaomen. I didn't sell it. It is because it has taken a fancy to Wenmen." Lu Jianqiu took a step forward and talked to Zheng Baohua in a friendly voice. explain.

It's not that Lu Jianqiu doesn't dare to offend Zheng Baohua, and their Zhenbao Sect is not a small sect. With his status in the sect, it's not a big deal to offend Zheng Baohua.He is only in charge of sect business all the year round, and he is used to advocating that peace is the most important thing.

Also——he didn't want to see Cheng Jun show off his skills in the Pagoda of Thousand Layers Realm.

Cheng Jun is obviously very special to Wen Xinze. Zheng Baohua's matter of seeking Wen Xinze is no different from Cheng Jun's matter?It is true that the Thousand Layer Realm Pagoda is a magic weapon of the Tianzi rank, but it may not be able to withstand Cheng Jun's toss.Innate sword spirit, and extremely high cultivation level, the magic weapon of Tianzi rank is not enough for him.

Lu Jianqiu wanted to calm things down, but Zheng Baohua didn't buy it.

"What do you mean——this Thousand Fantasy Xuanhu likes him, a pheasant monk who came from nowhere, but he doesn't like me, Zheng Baohua? Hmph!" Zheng Baohua pushed Lu Jianqiu away, and walked in front of Wen Xinze with an arrogant expression on his face Looking up and down Wen Xinze, "How much spirit stones did you spend on this Xuanhu, I will pay you twice as much."

"I didn't buy this Xuanhu, and I don't want to sell it to you." Wen Xinze raised his hand and patted the Xuanhu on his shoulder with his paw, and replied in a flat tone.

"I pay five times." Zheng Baohua raised his chin and said.

"Not for sale." Wen Xinze didn't like it so much that he couldn't let go. If the other party's attitude could be better, he couldn't help persuading Qian Huanxuanhu to change to a shit-shoveling officer.But with this man's domineering attitude, he didn't want to say a word to him.

After Wen Xinze finished speaking, he wanted to bypass the other party and move forward.

He didn't want Zheng Baohua to make a wrong move and stop Wen Xinze forcibly.

"I advise you not to toast and eat fine wine." Zheng Baohua threatened.

"Brother Zheng..." Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Yuefeng stepped forward to try to stop Zheng Baohua's provocative behavior.

He had just come here with Zheng Baohua, and when he saw Wen Xinze for the first time, he was instantly delighted that he could use Zheng Baohua's hand to punish him.Looking again, I was shocked to find that the person walking beside Wen Xinze was actually Cheng Jun.The joy of the previous moment was instantly annihilated, and he was so scared that he just wanted to hide himself on the spot.After all, during the Muchun Conference, he criticized Chengjun behind his back, who knows if Wen Xinze told Chengjun.

He tried his best to suppress his sense of existence, and just wanted to pass by Wen Xinze and his party in a low-key way.Who knew that Zheng Baohua who was walking beside him didn't know Cheng Jun, so he passed Lu Jianchun directly and stopped Wen Xinze and his party.

He didn't want to approach Chengjun to find existence at all, but seeing Zheng Baohua talking too much, he had no choice but to stop him.

Zheng Baohua is the only son of the head of the Canglin Sect. If something happens to him when he is with him, the Canglin Sect will definitely blame him, and he is not an important figure in the Sifang Sect. The sect will not protect him then.

However, as soon as Wu Yuefeng touched Zheng Baohua's sleeve with his fingertips, he was slapped away by the other party.

Zheng Baohua stared at Wen Xinze with a pair of slender eyes, "If you insist on keeping Xuanhu, then don't blame me for doing it."

Cheng Jun put his hand on Wen Xinze's shoulder, and said lazily: "Why don't you two have a fight. If you win, we will send you Xuanhu."

Wen Xinze: "I don't want it."

Zheng Baohua: "I agree!"

Cheng Jun laughed, leaned into Wen Xinze's ear and whispered, "I'm here, don't be afraid."

Feeling Chengjun's warm breath on the pinnae, Wen Xinze felt itchy and awkward, raised his hand to rub his ear, frowned and said, "I've never fought before."

Cheng Jun: "Isn't that memory you recalled in the morning just a fight with me?"

Wen Xinze: "..."

Cheng Jun let go of Wen Xinze, who was obviously uncomfortable, and looked up at Zheng Baohua again, "If we lose, Xuanhu will give you a gift. What if you lose? There must be some bets in a fight, don't you think?"

Zheng Baohua: "What do you want?"

Cheng Jun: "We don't want too much. If you lose, you will keep all the valuable things on your body."

As the son of the head of the sect, Zheng Baohua wears high-grade magic weapons in everything he wears, and there are many good things in the Qiankun bag he carries with him.Although he is rich, if all these things on his body are given away, even he will be in great pain.

Zheng Baohua hesitated.

Seizing this opportunity, Wu Yuefeng persuaded in a low voice, "Brother Zheng, why don't you let it go."

Wu Yuefeng didn't think that Zheng Baohua would not be able to defeat Wen Xinze, but with Chengjun around, he didn't think Zheng Baohua would be able to get his way in the end.

Cheng Jun: "If you don't dare, get out of the way."

Zheng Baohua pushed Wu Yuefeng away, "Who said I dare not? I lost, and I will give you all the valuables on me!"

If he meets this golden-eyed man, he may have no chance of winning.But he was not even at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and he didn't know what kind of grass and trees turned into Head Wen. He was a monk at the Golden Core Stage, so he had no reason to lose.

Cheng Jun: "Then let's agree on the rules of the competition first. There is no limit to magic weapons, how about that?"

Zheng Baohua: "Yes." He has a lot of high-level magic weapons given by his father on him. He doesn't believe that he can still lose to a Qi refining period!

Lu Jianqiu coughed dryly, "Since we want to compete, I'll take you to the Douxiantai outside."

After half a stick of incense, Lu Jianqiu led a group of people to the Douxiantai.

The people who came to Douxiantai were not only Wen Xinze and his party, but also those who heard that Bi Dou came with them along the way.As soon as Wen Xinze and the others arrived at Douxiantai, they were surrounded by three layers of people who came to watch the battle.

But the audience is not limited to those people around Douxiantai.

This Douxian Terrace is built in the encirclement of the Thousand Layers Realm Pagoda and restaurants and inns. Whether it is in the tower or in the inn, if you look for a window facing the Douxian Terrace, you can see the situation on the Douxian Terrace.

At this moment, the tower and the windows of restaurants and inns, which are suitable for onlookers to watch the competition, are full of people.

"Why is there such a thing as an arena in Tianji City?" Wen Xinze asked Lu Jianqiu, who was standing aside.

"Clashes are prone to occur in places with a lot of people. Ordinary people fight and fight, and at most they will damage some tables, chairs and dishes, but if a cultivator takes action, destroying a street can only be regarded as a small scene. Although rebuilding a few streets, it will be a small scene for us It doesn't take much time, but it can't stand being destroyed every three days. So we built this Douxiantai to give those troublemakers a special place to fight, so as to avoid the buildings in the city being demolished every now and then.

"There is no place like Arena in Tianwang City. I have been there many times, and I have seen people making trouble in the city."

"Tianwang City is different from us. The city is located at the foot of the Shuiyun Sect's sect. There are many monks who are good at fighting in their gate, and there is also Daoist Yihong who is in the distraction period, who can deter the monks who live in the city to keep their own place. We Zhenbaomen is a school of refining weapons, and there are not many people who can fight. There are many Buddhist cultivators who can fight in Wuxiangzong, but they are all outsiders, and most of them don't like to care about worldly disputes. When monks were fighting in the city, they went to Wuxiangzong to fight." Lu Jianqiu sighed after finishing speaking, "In order to let the cultivators who entered the city follow the rules to fight on the immortal platform to resolve conflicts, the Buddhist cultivators of Wuxiangzong were invited to fight in Tianji. The city has been stationed for a long time."

"Hard."

"Fortunately."

"May I ask where the Douxian Terrace was built? Was it chosen here?" Wen Xinze said, then raised his eyes and glanced at the onlookers at the window of the inn restaurant.

"Master Wen saw it?" Lu Jianqiu said with a smile, "It was built in this location to facilitate the guests of the restaurant, inn and Qianchongjing Pagoda to watch the competition, and the competition at the Immortal Terrace, which is now considered a unique place in our Tianji City The scenery. The room with a good view in the inn restaurant has also raised a lot of price.”

Wen Xinze: "..." While resolving the conflicts in the city of monks, it also added a gimmick for occasional performances in the city, and also used it to drive the income of hotels and inns.It has to be said that Lu Jianqiu is worthy of being one of the principals of Tianji City, and he is indeed quite business-minded.

"Hey, hurry up to Douxiantai when you're ready, I'll wait for you on the stage." Zheng Baohua looked sideways at Wen Xinze with his slender eyes, "If you're afraid, kneel down and give me three kowtows now, Huanxuanhu gave it to me, and I can let the adults forget the villains and let you go."

"If you kowtow to me three times, I can let you go." Wen Xinze replied with a smile.

Although he doesn't really want to fight, it's impossible to be afraid.There is naturally a way for him to win the competition that Cheng Jun facilitated.

"Hmph! Then you just wait to lose!" Zheng Baohua flicked his sleeves, and strode up to the stone steps of Douxiantai.

Wu Yuefeng glanced secretly in Cheng Jun's direction, seeing that the other party was not paying attention to his side, he quickly grabbed and almost caught up with Zheng Baohua, pulling him into the shadow of Douxiantai.

"What are you doing?" Zheng Baohua shook off the arm that was grabbed by Wu Yuefeng, and patted the wrinkles on his sleeve in displeasure.

"Brother Zheng, it's better not to fight this competition."

"What do you mean?" Zheng Baohua frowned.

"The person with Wen Xinze is Master Chengjun." Wu Yuefeng said in a low voice, "With him around, you can't win."

"What is the real Chengjun? I haven't heard of it!" Zheng Baohua became annoyed that Wu Yuefeng didn't encourage him, and even bluntly said that he would lose.I thought I met a like-minded friend, but I didn't expect that the other party was such a useless soft-legged shrimp, "I don't want to fight with Chengjun? How could I lose?"

Wu Yuefeng wanted to say something, but was pushed aside by Zheng Baohua, "Just stay and don't get in my way."

Zheng Baohua didn't listen to the persuasion, and Wu Yuefeng had no choice but to watch helplessly as he walked up the Douxiantai.

When Wu Yuefeng ran out after Zheng Baohua, Wen Xinze was about to ask Chengjun for a magic weapon, but the crowd behind him suddenly became commotion.

Wen Xinze turned around, only to see the crowd receding to both sides like a tide, and Xie Yu, who was dressed in white and had snow hair, was walking towards him with a sword in hand.

Just as Xie Yu approached Wen Xinze, the sword in his hand turned into a human form and stood in front of Wen Xinze.

"Wen Xinze, long time no see." Xie Yu's sword, Han Yetian, stared intently at Wen Xinze with dark blue eyes.

"Long time no see." Wen Xinze looked at the sword spirit who had begged him before him, and replied with a smile.

"I miss you."

"Your master never taught you, don't worry about people you shouldn't worry about all day long." Wen Xinze hadn't figured out how to respond properly, and Cheng Jun on the side directly interposed between him and Han Yetian, and put him Standing behind him, he confronted Han Yetian.

"We are different from old guys like you, and we don't have such rigid rules." Han Yetian replied coldly, not giving in.

"Who do you call the old guy?" Cheng Jun narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"If you remember your age, you know who I'm talking about."

Seeing the swords between Chengjun and Han Yetian being tense and filled with gunpowder smoke, the two of them were going to fight before the master of this competition started.

"Okay, now is not the time to quarrel, Zheng Baohua is waiting for me on the Douxiantai!" Wen Xinze stretched out his hand towards Chengjun, "Give me the magic weapon, I have to go up and fight."

"You want to compete with others?" Han Yetian stretched out his hand towards Wen Xinze, "How about using me?"

Hearing this, the surrounding onlookers gasped in unison.

Jianxiu's sword would not be borrowed from them, let alone the sword of Master Xie Yu, a great power in the distraction stage.But now Xie Yu's sword is actively inviting others to use it. Master Xie Yu has quarreled with his own sword. Is his sword planning to betray the master and run away from home?

Everyone carefully observed Xie Yu's expression with a shocked and strange mood, but Xie Yu's face was always expressionless, and they couldn't see the emotion of this distracted sword cultivator at this time.

"This is our own business, and you, an outsider, don't need to intervene." Cheng Jun sneered at Han Yetian, then put his hand in Wen Xinze's, "Let's go."

"Wait! What are you going to Douxiantai with?" Wen Xinze was led by Cheng Jun and walked up the Douxiantai, with a confused expression on his face, "I am fighting with Zheng Baohua, just give me the magic weapon."

Cheng Jun led Wen Xinze through the last stone steps, stood on the Douxian Terrace, looked back at Wen Xinze and said with a low smile, "Didn't I already hand over the magic weapon to you?"

As soon as Cheng Jun finished speaking, he also changed his original shape.

It was a long black sword with the tip off the ground, hanging in front of Wen Xinze.

On the body of the sword, the golden script glyphs floated up one after another with terrifying power, and the sword intent spread like waves.

With a buzzing sound, the undulating script script disappeared on the sword body again, and the sword intent was instantly retracted.

"Cheng Jun?" Wen Xinze was not affected by the sword intent, but it was the first time he saw Cheng Jun's original form, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized it.

"How? I'm satisfied with the magic weapon I prepared for you." Cheng Jun's voice came from the sword.

"It couldn't be more satisfying." Wen Xinze held the hilt of the sword with a smile, raised the long, dark sword, looked closely at it under the slanting sunlight, and couldn't help but agree in a low voice, "It's so beautiful."

"How is it compared to Han Yetian?"

"Why do you always compete with Han Yetian?"

"Say it!"

"You look good, you are beautiful, and you are powerful." Wen Xinze finished complimenting Chengjun speechlessly, then turned to look at Zheng Baohua who was opposite him with his sword in hand, "Master Zheng, let's start."

On the opposite side, Zheng Baohua's face was pale.

Now he finally remembered who Wu Yuefeng told him about Cheng Jun.

He didn't often hear the title Chengjun Daoist, but he had heard it mentioned a few times. It was a form-changing innate sword spirit, the Chengtian Sword that slaughtered countless monks as soon as it was born!

Zheng Baohua's hand holding the broad sword trembled slightly. This is the magic weapon of Tianzi rank given by his father.With the magic weapon of Tianzi rank in hand, even if he encounters a monk whose cultivation base is one rank higher than his, he still has a chance of winning by leapfrogging the rank.But against Shang Chengtian Sword, even a mortal with a sword, he has absolutely no chance of winning.

After Wen Xinze greeted Zheng Baohua, he raised his hand and waved his sword casually.

Terrifying sword energy came through the air and brushed Zheng Baohua's shoulders. He froze and couldn't move at all. He didn't fall to the ground until there was a bang behind him, and he looked back with a pale face.

I saw that half of the island behind him was cut off in a long and narrow fan shape by the sword energy.The rocks in the fan are annihilated, and are being filled by the turbulent sea water.

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