The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 874: : Receiving the wind banquet

The owners of the Zhenbei Hall, under the leadership of the two elders Feng and Yao, greeted the new Zhenbei Hall Master.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe falling from the sky, slowly coming in front of everyone.

"From today, you and others are all under this seat." As soon as the middle-aged man in the purple robe appeared, he carried his hands on his back, and said to everyone with great authority.

However, when everyone on the scene heard what he said, they felt a little disgusted in their hearts. Not to mention the identity of the middle-aged man in purple robes, even if you are the new Lord of the Zhenbei Palace, what is it that you are proud of. meaning? Do you want to give us these old people in the north hall of the town a good show?

"Meet the Lord of the Hall." Feng and Yao were the first to salute, and then all the alchemists in the Zhenbei Hall saluted the purple-robed middle-aged man in unison, but their voices were not very neat, and even more so. A feeling of weakness.

The middle-aged man in the purple robe scanned the crowd and snorted coldly: "Since this seat is here, everything about the previous palace master must disappear completely, otherwise this seat will have no meaning."

Hearing these words, some people knew that this was about to establish prestige. After all, he just came to take over as the lord of the palace. If he did not establish prestige, it would be difficult to take root here.

"This seat, Wu Zhong, used to be the lord of the Zhenshui Temple, and also served at the top of the Dan League. Some of you may have heard of me, or many of you may not know me, but after today, you will Know what kind of person I am." Wu Zhong said coldly.

"Dian Master Wu, you have come from afar, and we have prepared a banquet for you." Elder Feng stepped forward and said, with a somewhat respectful look on his face, but there was a hint of imperceptible deep in his eyes. insidious.

Wu Zhong glanced at Elder Feng and said: "There is no need to rush to receive the wind banquet, but I heard that there is a person in the Zhenbei Hall, named Fang Lin, who is a direct disciple of the previous palace lord, is there such a person? ?"

After hearing this, many people looked at Fang Lin in the crowd, and Fang Lin himself looked calm, but he was sneer in his heart.

It was exactly the same as Fang Linhuai thought. This new palace owner was not only as simple as taking over the Zhenbei Hall, but also for himself.

At the moment, Fang Lin came out more and more, came to the front, and saluted Wu Zhong with a fist: "Junior Fang Lin, I have seen Lord Wu."

Wu Zhong was condescending and looked at Fang Lin indifferently: "Are you Fang Lin?"

Fang Lin nodded: "The junior is exactly."

Wu Zhong’s mouth has a hint of contempt: "Very well, but since you are a direct disciple of the previous Zhenbei Temple Master, then you are not a direct disciple when you come to me. I will deprive you of your identity. Disagree?"

As soon as this remark came out, many people in the room were surprised. Obviously, they didn't expect Wu Zhong to be so direct. He would deprive Fang Lin of the heir status of the palace lord as soon as he came up. This is already a very obvious intention.

Many people showed anger. Fang Lin was Ye Mengxian's disciple. Ye Mengxian hadn't left for a long time. Wu Zhong deprived Fang Lin of his identity as soon as he took office. He was simply suppressing Fang Lin on purpose.

Fang Lin looked as usual, without any irritation or unwillingness due to being deprived of his identity, and seemed quite calm.

"The juniors have no objections." Fang Lin said.

Wu Zhong heard the words and looked at Fang Lin's calm expression. He was surprised. He originally thought that Fang Lin would at least show dissatisfaction, but he didn't expect this son to be so peaceful.

But Wu Zhongcai doesn't care if Fang Lin is really calm. He came on this trip to suppress Fang Lin step by step and drive Fang Lin out of Zhenbei Temple.

At the moment, Wu Zhong has withdrawn Fang Lin's token of the heir to the palace lord.

After that, the group of people went to meet the wind banquet, Wu Zhong was very energetic and seemed to be in a good mood, and there was no sense of superiority between the conversations.

Feng and Yao kept talking with them, seemingly warm.

At the reception banquet, Wu Zhong sat in the main seat, intertwined with the elders in the north hall of the town, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Dian Master Wu, the younger generation toasts you a glass." Fang Lin stood up, holding the wine glass, came to Wu Zhong to toast.

Who knows that Wu Zhong turned a blind eye and continued to talk with Elder Yao, as if he hadn't heard Fang Lin's voice at all.

This scene made many people dissatisfied.

"Dian Master Wu, Fang Lin is toasting to you." Elder Feng reminded.

Wu Zhong frowned, looked at Fang Lin a little dissatisfied, but still barely smiled.

"The younger generation respects Palace Master Wu." Fang Lin said, showing respect, and seemed to put his posture very low.

Wu Zhong hummed softly, his attitude was very cold, but he also picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in the glass.

When Wu Zhong drank this glass of wine, Fang Lin's eyes flashed coldly, his original respectful look disappeared instantly.

Throwing the wine glass in his hand to the ground, Fang Lin looked at Wu Zhong indifferently.

The sound of the wine glass falling to the ground was crisp and harsh, and the whole banquet was quiet, and the needle drop was audible.

Wu Zhong was stunned. He didn't expect that Fang Lin would suddenly change his face. The anger surged and he shouted: "Fang Lin! How dare you be so presumptuous when you came here on the first day of this seat?"

Fang Lin smiled lightly and ignored Wu Zhong. He turned around and walked to the throne of the palace master step by step.

Everyone looked at Fang Lin, most of them looked weird. They seemed to have known such a scene a long time ago, and some people were stunned. Obviously, they didn't know that such a thing would happen at the banquet.

Feng and Yao both stood up, not looking at Wu Zhong, and stood indifferently on both sides of the palace lord's throne, as if they were two door gods.

For Fang Lin, Shi Shiran sat on the throne of the lord.

"Bold!" Wu Zhong was furious, that was his throne, and he was actually seated by Fang Lin at this moment. How could this be tolerated?

Fang Lin was naturally sitting on the throne of the lord~IndoMTL.com~ with one hand propped on his head, his posture looked a little lazy, even more casual.

"Wu Zhong, who do you say is bold?" Fang Lin said with a smile.

Wu Zhong's face was so gloomy, even if he reacted slowly, he noticed that the atmosphere was not right.

"Do you know what you are doing?" Wu Zhong said abruptly, the breath of a strong spirit bone involuntarily diffused.

Everyone at the scene retreated one after another, and those who were still at a loss were all immediately pulled far away by the people beside them.

But all the elders and deacons of the Zhenbei Hall stood here, looking at Wu Zhong with a hostile expression.

Wu Zhong found that there was no one beside him, and he was completely isolated.

To be precise, Wu Zhong was a person from beginning to end, and this huge Zhenbei Hall was not something he could integrate into.

"Dian Master Wu, I have to tell you something, but don't be angry after you hear it." Fang Lin said with a grin.