Fantasy: The Strongest Sect in the Universe

"Senior brother, Wan Chen is your eldest disciple. If he becomes the head of the dynasty, he may delay his cultivation."

Wu Xuan'er frowned slightly and said worriedly.

Wan Chen is the senior brother of the Qingfeng Sect, and can be said to be the face of the Qingfeng Sect. If Wan Chen's cultivation level is too low, he will be laughed at.

Qin Ye took a sip of tea and said calmly: "The techniques have been passed on to him, and he can return to the sect several times a year. If he really has the intention to practice, his cultivation will not be delayed."

"But if he is really dazzled by this colorful world, then he is not worthy of being my senior brother of Qingfeng Sect."

Qin Ye added another sentence.

Wu Xuan'er raised her eyes, looked at Qin Ye's handsome face, and said, "Now that senior brother has made a decision, junior sister can't say anything else."

"By the way, senior brother, I want to go out for a walk. I'll be back in as little as half a month, or as long as a month."

Wu Xuan'er looked at Qin Ye and said.

"Where do you want to go?"

Qin Ye asked.

"Let's just go to the Northern Territory. I've been in trouble recently and I've been troubled, so I just wanted to go out and relax."

Wu Xuan'er said.

In recent times, her cultivation level has skyrocketed, and she has broken through to the eighth level of the Grandmaster. However, the more she practices, the less calm her heart becomes. After asking Wu Hai for advice, she learned that she was in trouble. If she wanted to continue If you have a breakthrough, it's best to go outside and relax.

Nowadays, there are many powerful people in Qingfeng Sect. With her or without her, there won’t be much change, so it’s not a bad idea to go out for a walk.

"It's good to go out for a walk, but I'm a little worried about you going out alone. Why don't you let the high priest follow you? There will be someone to take care of you, so I don't have to worry."

Qin Ye thought for a while and agreed to her request. If he had time, he would like to go out and relax.

However, Qin Ye was a little worried about letting her go out alone.

Although the Northern Territory has now been conquered, many forces are still very powerful, especially some secret forces. He cannot use his hands to deal with these forces yet. Once the Seven Kingdoms are rectified, he will use his hands to eliminate them one by one.

Originally, the best candidate to go out with her was Qiao Feng, but Qiao Feng was currently in retreat to break through to the Grand Master realm, so at this time, he could only arrange for the high priest to go with her.

This high priest has been quite honest since he came to Qingfeng Sect. I heard that he recently spent all his savings in exchange for a local level skill.

For people like the high priest, the more powerful the Qingfeng Sect becomes, the less they dare to betray their hearts.

Of course, sometimes it’s time to knock.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Wu Xuan'er smiled sweetly. She didn't expect that her senior brother would agree so quickly.

At this moment, a fortune teller walked into the restaurant and told people's fortunes when he saw them.

"Go, go, sir, don't tell fortunes."

"Shopkeeper, get rid of this stinky fortune teller! Yesterday he told my fortune that I would not live to be forty years old. What a bad luck!"

"Damn it, I can tell you that you will live forever at first glance. You are trying to trick me with such deceptive tricks."

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The customers in the restaurant were swearing, and the shopkeeper had to bring the waiter to drive them away. This fortune teller came here for several days to tell people's fortunes, and he always said unpleasant things, which made people who came here often hate him.

"What's going on with you, fortune teller? Aren't you not allowed to come? If you come here a few more times, all my customers will be gone."

The shopkeeper said angrily.

"I'm kindly helping them tell their fortunes, and I didn't confiscate a few small coins from them. Normally, when those princes, generals, and ministers ask me to tell their fortunes, I won't even bother them."

"Haha, I said you old man, you really know how to brag. There used to be a lot of liars like you in Qingfeng City, but they have all disappeared in the past few months. Do you know why?"...

The waiter sneered.

The fortune teller rolled his eyes and asked, "Why do you think this is?"

"Because they had deceived people before, were found out, and several people were killed. In the end, they were all kicked out of Qingfeng City by the city lord."

The waiter sneered and said, "It's too late for you to leave now. There are many big shots coming to Qingfeng City now. If you offend them, you may even lose your life."

"But what I calculated is true, unlike them."

The fortune teller shook his head and said.

"Hey, what's the matter with you old man? I advise you to stop fooling around. We have a big shot here today. If you disturb his enjoyment, do you still want to live?"

The shopkeeper said with a dark face.

The leader of the Qingfeng Sect and the great elder came to their restaurant for dinner. This was a supreme honor, and they could not be disturbed by a stinky fortune teller. They immediately said to the waiter: "Kick this old man out, then go into the restaurant and interrupt him." leg!"

"Yes, from the shopkeeper."

The waiter responded and came over to push the fortune teller. As soon as he pushed hard, he flew backwards and fell to the ground with a scream.

"You saw it, he fell out on his own."

The fortune teller spread his hands and said innocently, indicating that it was none of his business.

"I can't tell, you old man still has some skills. I think you must have been sent by another restaurant to cause trouble. You are really looking for death!"

The shopkeeper looked at the fortune teller and smiled coldly. Due to the special location of Qingfeng City, all major forces are doing business in Qingfeng City. What other force is more profitable than a restaurant.

So in a short period of time, there were dozens of restaurants, large and small, and surprisingly, the business was pretty good.

Those who can open a restaurant in Qingfeng City and still stand firm have powerful forces behind them, such as this restaurant, whose power is Yanlongmen.

Although this shopkeeper is very polite to others, he is actually the deacon of Yanlongmen and a Xiantian realm warrior. He only came out to manage the sect business because he is old and has exhausted his potential.

Yanlongmen actually has business in the whole Qin State, and those businesses are managed by those disciples who are older and have exhausted their potential.

Even if you help the sect to manage business, you have to choose a place. There is no oil in those places where no one lives.

The restaurant in Qingfeng City has just opened not long ago. It is definitely a good place. I don’t know how many people have broken their heads. He also got this position through connections.

The shopkeeper sneered, opened his five claws, and grabbed the fortune teller’s shoulders like lightning, trying to lift him up.

However, his face suddenly changed, because the fortune teller was standing here steadily. He tried his best but couldn’t lift the old man up.

The shopkeeper knew that he had met a master, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't.

"Shopkeeper, let me help you calculate, how about it?"

The fortune teller looked at the shopkeeper with a smile.

After that, regardless of whether the shopkeeper agreed or not, he helped the shopkeeper calculate, "Well, you, the shopkeeper, are forty-eight years old, have a son and a daughter, the son has married and has children, and the daughter is still unmarried. Well, you are not talented, but you have a good face, your children are filial, and you have many children and grandchildren. But I am afraid that you will have a disaster when you are sixty years old."

"Master, what disaster?"

The shopkeeper's face changed. He knew that he had met a master. The previous calculation was the same as his situation, so he asked anxiously.