The Strongest Qi Refiner

Hearing Zheng Ze's words, Fang Yu's face immediately turned cold, and his eyes were as sharp as blades.

"Where exactly are they in the clubhouse?" Fang Yu asked coldly.

"They are in the office hall, applying for the establishment of a sect... At present, the relevant staff are talking to them." Zheng Ze replied.

"I'll go right away." Fang Yu said and hung up the phone.

"Mr. Fang, breakfast is ready..." Ye Shengxue walked out from the back of the bamboo building and said.

"...I have something to do, and I'll eat when I come back." Fang Yu turned to look at Ye Shengxue and said.

Ye Shengxue shuddered as she fell into an ice cave when she came into contact with Fang Yu's icy and hostile eyes.

At this time, Fang Yu raised his right hand and activated the Ethereal Ring.

"Whoosh!"

A second later, Fang Yu disappeared in place.

Ye Shengxue stared blankly at the position where Fang Yu left, stretched out his hand to cover his left chest, and could feel his heart beating rapidly.

In her impression, Fang Yu had never shown the icy expression just now...

"It feels strange, doesn't it?"

At this time, a small wind chime suddenly appeared in front of Ye Shengxue.

Ye Shengxue's face changed slightly and said, "Sister Feng Chi..."

"The master's mood really rarely fluctuates so violently. I have followed him for so many years, and I have seen it once before." Xiao Fengchi carried his hands on his back and said with an old-fashioned look, "It was about two thousand years ago. "

"Two thousand years ago?" Ye Shengxue's beautiful eyes widened.

"Yeah, two thousand years ago... Oh, don't you know..." Xiao Feng Chi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Since the master didn't tell you, then I won't say it."

...

Beidu Budo Association Hall, Office Hall.

Hei Jue and Shen Mu were summoned to one of the rooms, and in front of them sat a fat man with black-rimmed glasses and a big belly.

This person is the staff responsible for reviewing the qualifications for establishing the sect.

"You two, if you want to establish a sect, you first need to provide a lot of information about the sect. In addition, you also need a lot of asset certificates... Otherwise, I can't pass the application." Fatty took a sip of the table without any hurry. The tea served, he said slowly.

"Proof of assets, we have it! But no one told us to prepare the information for the sect before, so we can't give it to you now!" Hei Jue's patience was exhausted, and he said displeasedly.

"Without the relevant information about the sect, how do I know what the sect you want to establish is for? This is a must, and you should prepare it without anyone mentioning it." Fatty leaned on the back of the chair and said.

"I said, we don't have any information now!" Hei Jue said angrily with blue veins on his forehead.

Although Hei Jue had a fierce look on his face, Fatty was fearless.

This is the Beidu Martial Arts Association, and if you dare to make trouble here, you must pay a heavy price.

"I don't care if you have it or not, in short, I don't see the relevant information, I will not pass the review, and you will not be able to get the permission to establish a sect." Fatty shook his head and said, "Let me explain again, the sect is related to the sect. Materials are the materials that must be prepared, otherwise, what if you build a sect of evil cultivation? Don't I want to take the blame for you?"

"Bang!" Hei Jue slammed the table on the table, pointed at the fat man's nose and said angrily, "You said that our Ziyan Palace is a sect of evil cultivation!?"

The fat on Fatty's face trembled, and said, "If you dare to mess around, I'll ask the guards to send you out immediately, and you won't even think about applying for the establishment of a sect in the future."

"Are you threatening me!?" Hei Jue roared with extreme anger.

At this time, Shen Mu stretched out his hand and pulled Hei Jue back.

Hei Jue still glared at the fat man angrily.

Although the fat man had confidence in his heart, he was still a little scared.

"Sir, we urgently need permission, but there is really no way to organize the sect information for you in a short period of time. But we really have a lot of assets... Look, is there any other way?" Shen Mu asked with a smile.

Between the words, Shen Mu's right hand shone with light, and a storage bag appeared in his hand.

Shen Mu smiled slightly and put the storage bag in front of the fat man's desk.

"This is our asset certificate, there are a lot of jewelry and porcelain in it." Shen Mu said.

Fatty glanced forward, released a little sense of consciousness, and could see the shiny treasures placed in the storage bag.

Such a lot of jewelry made the fat man's eyes flood with light, and he couldn't recover for a while.

"Sir, do you think our assets are sufficient?" Shen Mu asked.

Fatty came back to his senses, coughed dryly, and said, "Enough is enough, but the sect information is here..."

"How about we replace the sect information with a certificate of assets?" Shen Mu said with a faint smile.

"You mean..." Fatty looked at Shen Mu with greed in his eyes.

"As long as you pass the review, let us get the permission to establish a sect. All the contents in this storage bag are yours." Shen Mu said to Fatty with his divine sense.

The fat man looked hesitant.

According to normal procedures, sect information is an essential item.

But the jewelry and china in the storage bag in front of him... completely hooked his rationality away.

This is real money!

In recent years, very few people have established sects, and his position is even more pitiful.

Today, this opportunity is quite rare. If you miss it, you won't have it!

"Okay, I don't think it's easy for you to come all the way to Beidu, so I'll make an exception for you." Fatty said with an embarrassed expression, "Although it doesn't conform to the rules, our Beidu Martial Arts Association has always been people-oriented..."

"Thank you sir." Shen Mu said with a smile and glanced at Hei Jue next to him.

Hei Jue looked at the fat man in front of him, wishing to smash his head with a punch.

But he knew that he had to be restrained now, because this was the task given to them by the big brother.

Ziyan Palace must be rebuilt justifiably so that it can live up to the expectations of the elders.

...

Five minutes later, Shen Mu and Hei Jue took a document and left the hall of the Martial Arts Association.

The two walked forward side by side, quickly leaving the clubhouse and walking on a sidewalk.

"Shen Mu, shall we leave now?" Hei Jue asked.

"Well, we have to bring this document back as soon as possible and give it to the local Martial Arts Association, so that we can officially start rebuilding the Ziyan Palace." Shen Mu said.

"I originally wanted to stay here for a few more days. After all, Beidu is the place in the whole region that is closest to the world of immortal cultivation back then," Hei Jue said.

"Come back next time, wait until you go back to build the Ziyan Palace, and your revenge will be successful..." Shen Mu said with a smile, "When Fang Yu dies, the entire martial arts world will have no opponents that match ours."

"Then go faster and leave Beidu quickly, I want to fly with air!" Hei Jue said.

As the two talked, they walked forward quickly.

"Since you like Beidu so much, don't leave."

At this moment, a cold voice entered the ears of the two of them.

Shen Mu and Hei Jue's expressions changed, they immediately stopped and turned around.

But when they turned around, they only saw a few mortals passing by on bicycles, and did not see any unusual figures.

"I am here."

This voice appeared again.

Shen Mu and Hei Jue turned around again and saw Fang Yu with a cold face, standing in front of them.

The expressions of the two of them changed greatly, and their bodies were agitated, and they stepped back again and again.

They want revenge, their hatred for Fang Yu is accumulating, and they want Fang Yu to atone for his sins!

But when they really saw Fang Yu, it was like a nightmare showing up, causing their courage and mind to collapse at this moment!

"You, how did you..."

Shen Mu's face was bloodless, looking at Fang Yu, his whole body was shaking.

It's this guy! It was this person who killed the elder Taishang!

It was this person who killed seven days and seven nights in the Ziyan Palace, slaughtered thousands of disciples and elders in the Ziyan Palace... and destroyed the Ziyan Palace, a first-class sect that had been passed down for thousands of years!

He is the nightmare of the surviving disciples of Ziyan Palace, and the object of their hatred!

Although they knew Fang Yu was still alive early on, but at this moment, they really met... They still felt extreme fear!

"I've been looking for you for a long time." Fang Yu's eyes were cold and a sneer appeared on his face. your position."