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The contemporary farmer king of Shennong Valley, Nong Jiansheng.

"Clan leader!"

When everyone in Shennong Valley saw this man, they were immediately overjoyed and hurriedly greeted him with greetings.

Nong Jiansheng walked slowly, obviously his pace was very slow, but his speed was very fast, almost as if he was shrinking into an inch.

Nong Qianye and others stood behind Nong Jiansheng. Nong Qianye whispered something in Nong Jiansheng's ear.

Nong Jiansheng raised his head and looked at Chen Muyu and others with a slight smile on his face.

"Brother Jiansheng!"

Xie Jinkui cupped his hands. Although there was a big age difference, his seniority was there. It was not an exaggeration to call him brother.

Nong Jiansheng nodded slightly, "Don't be stuck here, everyone. Sword Burial Valley is a forbidden area in our village. They also do this as a routine matter. We are all old friends. Let's go back to the village to talk!"

The words are plain, but they also carry a bit of threat, and the meaning is very simple. I have given you the steps to step down. If you don't give me face, then I will have no choice but to give you face.

This is Shennong Valley, my territory. How can I let just anyone come and run wild?

"Senior Nong!"

Mei Renjie has always been fearless and stood up immediately, "We just have some personal grudges with Peng Guanghan. Senior, outsiders are not allowed to enter the Sword Burial Valley, but Peng Guanghan can enter, but I don't know why?"

Nong Jiansheng tapped the wooden staff on the ground lightly and said calmly, "You are Brother Li's disciple, Mei Renjie, right? Don't you know how to respect your teacher? This is Shennong Valley. Do you still want to teach me how to do things?"

Mei Renjie's face trembled slightly.

"Brother Jiansheng is unfair!" Xie Jinkui said.

Nong Jiansheng reached out and brushed his beard, "Oh? Just because I let Peng Guanghan enter the valley to practice, is it unfair? Regarding the matter of Shennong Valley, as a farmer king, don't I even have the qualifications?"

A pair of eyes looked at Xie Jinkui, making Xie Jinkui no longer confident.

Nong Jiansheng glanced at everyone and said with a smile, "Peng Guanghan brought the inherited treasure Shennong's Pestle to our valley, and I gave him a chance to practice in the valley. Is this normal, everyone?"

No one had anything to say.

Nong Jiansheng smiled and said, "Let's go back to the village. We are all guests from afar. If you have any grudges with Peng Guanghan, let's wait until he comes out of seclusion!"

These words are basically an order. As a farmer king, he still has this dignity.

However, there will always be discord.

Chen Muyu stood up slowly, "Senior Nong, please forgive me!"

Nong Jiansheng frowned slightly.

Chen Muyu cupped his hands and said, "My lord, Chen Muyu, you must have heard that some time ago, they sent people to Xichuan to catch me, saying they wanted to mediate the conflict between me and Peng Guanghan. I wonder, is this the case?" "

Nong Jiansheng looked Chen Muyu up and down, his eyes were a little strange, and he obviously saw Chen Muyu's state. He was still young and at the level of god refining, which should be considered unique in the world of martial arts.

No wonder they missed the last frost, and no wonder Peng Guanghan ran to Shennong Valley for help. Judging from the lineup of this group of people, it would be strange if Peng Guanghan didn't run.

Nodding slightly, Nong Jiansheng said, "Young man, what do you want to say?"

Chen Muyu said, "I have no other intentions. Since senior invited me here, now that I am here, senior please mediate the conflict between me and Peng Guanghan immediately. I want to see him now..."

"young people!"

Nong Jiansheng's face darkened. He understood what Chen Muyu meant, that he wanted him to teach Peng Guanghan right away.

How many years have passed since those who dare to talk to themselves like this, especially young people, can be said to be endangered animals.

"Don't you know that something went wrong in Master Peng's practice and he is at a critical moment? Could it be that you want to take advantage of others' danger?" Nong Jiansheng said displeased.

Chen Muyu waved his hand, "Senior, you are serious. I am just afraid that he will die inside. If he dies, who will I turn to for revenge?"

When people come, you have to deal with the problem, right?

As for taking advantage of others' danger, where do you start talking about it? To deal with an enemy, do you still have to wait for him to eat and drink enough?

Nong Jiansheng was already a little unhappy. Are all young people like this now? Isn't that too rude?

"I won't make things difficult for seniors either!"

At this time, Chen Muyu changed his tone, "Peng Guanghan used Shennong's pestle in exchange for an opportunity to practice in the valley. It just so happened that I also have something in my hand, and I also want to use it in exchange for an opportunity to enter the valley. I also asked the senior farmer to help me. !”

With that said, Chen Muyu directly took out the Longming Sword given to him by Bu Qingyun.

An ancient sword looks quite heavy. The khaki scabbard makes it look very old and heavy.

Nong Jiansheng didn't take it seriously at first. He had never seen any treasures in his life. Shennong's pestle only moved him because of its special meaning. He didn't believe that Chen Muyu could come up with anything good.

Moreover, now that he is being held here, it is impossible for him to give in. Even if Chen Muyu comes up with the best thing, he cannot give in.

However, when he saw the Nongming Sword in Chen Muyu's hand, to be honest, he was a little dazed.

"Where did this sword come from?" Nong Jiansheng asked immediately after coming back to his senses.

Chen Muyu held the sword with a sword flower on his arm, "A gift from a friend!"

"Friend?" Nong Jiansheng frowned.

"A friend named Bu!" Chen Muyu said calmly, "He said that he won this sword from a friend in a bet back then. He happened to hear that his friend might be harmful to me, so he took this sword away. The sword is given to me as a gift, so that if I meet you in the future, I might as well take it out in exchange for a favor!"

Chen Muyu didn't know that his words had already caused an uproar in Nong Jiansheng's heart.

"Your friend named Bu is still alive?" Nong Jiansheng asked uneasily.

"Live well!"

Chen Muyu shrugged, "I just met him before the Great Creation Day. At that time, he was already in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, one step away from the late Golden Core Realm. After the Great Creation Day, I'm afraid he may have broken through the realm."

Nong Jiansheng became even more uneasy when he heard this, "Are you serious?"

"Absolutely true!"

Chen Muyu did not avoid Nong Jiansheng's gaze at all, "He also said that he was coming to Shennong Valley to visit old friends, but it has been so many days, but I came first, and I don't know where to go to enjoy the mountains and rivers! "

I remember a few days ago, Gu Zheng said that he and Bu Qingyun had left Yuzhou and were going to visit Shennong Valley. It had been so many days, and Chen Muyu even suspected that they were missing.

Nong Jiansheng took a deep breath and didn't know what he was thinking.

Chen Muyu raised the Longming Sword in his hand, "Senior, do you think it's okay for me to use this sword to get a chance to enter the valley?"

Nong Jian rose for a moment.

"Yes, but taking advantage of someone's danger is not what a hero does. After Peng Guanghan comes out of seclusion, you can use this sword to bury him in the Sword Valley anytime you want!" Nong Jiansheng said lightly.