The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1251: The determination of the holy mountain
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Running all the way, Li Jingtian and the two took Chu Qingcheng down from the snow mountain, but they did not directly escape from Danxiazong, but secretly sneaked into the vicinity of the Zongmen Hall.
It happened that a group of patrolling sect disciples passed by, and Li Jingtian didn't say a word, a whistling came forward, and his palms fluttered, then suddenly and silently knocked out more than a dozen disciples.
"What are you doing?" Chu Qingcheng asked with a hoarse voice.
I waved my hand in a hurry, and did a quiet cleaning. Li Jingtian also said in a low voice: "Miss Chu, they are all okay. You must be quiet for a while and come with me!"
Speaking, Li Jingtian and the other two had already dived forward with her again, and all the outposts along the way were secretly pulled out. Chu Qingcheng looked strange, but saw that they didn't hurt anyone, so he believed them and continued to follow.
When they came to the root of a remote wall, the three of them squatted against the wall and sat in the window, but suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Steward Zhuo, you have already drunk more than a dozen cups of tea, we can start Already?"
Master?
When he raised his brows, Chu Qingcheng glanced at the two of them suspiciously, but the two of them made a silent gesture to her, and their expressions were extremely solemn.
Frowning deeply, Chu Qingcheng didn't know, so he raised his head and looked inside quietly, only to see three figures sitting in the hall, the saint Meng Xiaofeng, the master Yanhuang, and Ailang Zhuofan.
At this moment, Zhuo Fan is tapping the tea bowl, slowly putting it down!
It should be almost the same, half an hour has passed, how about... buy some more time?
"Sir Yanhuang, Guizong’s Virgin Tea is really refreshing and refreshing. You can't get tired of drinking it. I want to come again..."
"Steward Zhuo, Lord Sage is calling you to discuss business matters, not to drink tea and chat!" With a gloomy expression, Yan Huang looked at Zhuo Fan's eyes, obviously he was extremely irritable, and he had no more patience.
But she is not to blame. She was also a landlord at the beginning, very polite and good at entertaining. However, Zhuo Fan's servant is very picky. Sometimes the tea is cold, the tea is hot, the snack is eaten, and the toilet is going to the toilet.
Everyone is a gentleman, a high-level person with status, and everything is polite. Before the formal conversation, are you still not polite? But with this polite set, Zhuo Fan spent more than half an hour of everyone's time.
Although the two Yanhuang don't know what medicine he sells in the gourd, this time has wiped out their temperament, and it is difficult to maintain the indifferent and elegant at first.
Touch!
The tea bowl was slammed on the table, and Zhuo Fan also pretended to be sullen and sneered: "Huh, Lord Yanhuang, are you treating guests like this? What can't the guests ask for a bowl of tea? Is this Dan? How does Xia Zong treat guests?"
"But you don't want one bowl anymore, but eighteen bowls!"
With a slap in the face, Meng Xiaofeng was a little uncomfortable, and shouted angrily: "And you have used this excuse five or six times. Can you change it to something new? You are this kind of agitation, you don’t It's annoying, we are all annoying, what on earth are you going to do?"
Can't help but startled, Zhuo Fancan smiled and touched his face, and said ashamed: "Why, have you used it so many times? Hahaha...Sorry, I don't have any idea about numbers. Also, I can have another bowl. Tea?"
"Enough!"
With a touch, Meng Xiaofeng slapped the table fiercely, and Meng Xiaofeng was furious: "Zhuo Fan, I have never seen a brazen person like you. Don't think I don't know what you want to do, but you want to delay time. But No matter how long you delay, you won’t be able to run away. Today, you must explain to me why you are attacking the ghost emperor for no reason. Does this mean the demon emperor?"
Shrugging indifferently, Zhuo Fan chuckled: "No one in the sanctuary knows the cause of this incident. No one knows the cause of this incident. You will know everything if you ask Master Yan. Lord Demon Sovereign is at odds and is going to war. If Lord Saint had not appeared at that time to stop it, it is estimated that the winner would have been decided now. Later Lord Saint took the map of the Sea of Underworld, and it was regarded as a successful retreat. Next, our personal grievances , Adults don’t have to disturb it!"
"This is the determination of the holy mountain, not to discuss with you, but you can't help but fool around, huh!" Looking at him coldly, Meng Xiaofeng shook his body suddenly, his whole body expelled, and the meaning of murmur was hidden in it.
With his eyes narrowed, Zhuo Fan curled his lips in disdain and didn't care.
If he used to go crazy before, I would still avoid him for three points, but now, hum...
When Yanhuang saw it, he waved his hand quickly, winked at him, and said through the voice: "Master Saint, let go of your anger, don't lose it because you are small. If the news of his death reaches Qingcheng's ears, I'm afraid it will be bad. Clean up. If that girl is killed again, it will be even more troublesome!"
Brows trembled lightly, Meng Xiaofeng thought for a long time, temporarily suppressed the anger in his heart, and regained his momentum.
When Yanhuang saw it, he relaxed, and looked at Zhuo Fan again: "Steward Zhuo, I know that the power of the Demon Emperor is now under your command. Zhao Cheng has already closed the door and ignores affairs. You are free to represent the Demon Emperor. Although the eight emperors are in trouble, although the courage is commendable, I am afraid that you will not be able to explain after the devil emperor exits!"
"There is no need for Master Yan to worry about it. Everything I have done is for the hegemony of Master Demon Emperor. And this war is also approved by the adults, so you don't have to mix it up too much, ha ha ha ..."
"Yeah, butler Zhuo is going to cross the river and demolish the bridge."
Unconsciously sneered, Yan Huang said quietly: "Now that the Demon Emperor has the strength to fight the two old men, isn't it because I and the Sword Emperor were torn away? At that time, you watched the fire from across the bank, and we both lost and were injured. When the monkeys play, we don’t care about it. But now, you don’t let us mix up. It’s a bit unnatural."
"There is nothing wrong with it. Wasn't the original transaction completed? The map of the sea is given to you, what else do you want?"
"Hmph, I don't care about your grievances in the past, anyway, you are not allowed to fight now!"
With a touch, he patted the table again, and Meng Xiaofeng furiously said: "To tell you the truth, this time the Eight Emperors are going to change a bit. There will be two or three disciples going down the mountain to replace the title of the Eight Emperors. Who is going to be? Let’s take the place, let’s talk about it, it’s too early for you to grab the site now!"
Brows trembled, Zhuo Fanqi said: "Someone from the holy mountain came to top the eight emperors... are you kidding? Although the eight emperors are representatives of the holy mountains, they have always been made by people outside the holy mountains. The eight emperors come from all corners of the sanctuary, and they also know the boundaries of the sanctuary better. The people of the holy mountain are a group of princelings, who are pampered, and will know the situation under the sanctuary? There is no experience in how to deal with some local snakes, so don’t cause turmoil and disturbance. It’s good for the whole sanctuary to be uneasy. It’s not good for anyone, including the supply of the holy mountain, I’m afraid there will be accidents."
"Do you dare to underestimate the people of the holy mountain?"
"It's not a small look, but a fact!"
Essence flashed in his eyes, Zhuo Fan said: "Sanctuary always respects the strong, but if the strong wants to form a power, they must have organizational means and know how to win over their men and do their best. Do what they can to make them feel at ease to develop resources. But the people of the holy mountain are used to being above the top, will they know the operation of the following? Don't be indiscriminately command at that time, the order formed in the sanctuary for many years will be broken, and that will be the real charity and the people will not live!"
Hearing this, Yan Huang was not moved, but Meng Xiaofeng smiled coldly, noncommittal: "The people who come down from the holy mountain, who dares to make trouble? Even if we send a pig to be the eight emperor, no one dares. Objection!"
"Then do you really send a pig?"
"Do you dare to slander the holy mountain and look for death!" Meng Xiaofeng was so angry that his pupils jumped with anger.
The Emperor Yan hurriedly stopped again, then looked at Zhuo Fan, and persuaded: "Steward Zhuo, the decision of the holy mountain is not our turn. Maybe the disciples of the holy mountain are talented and really qualified for the position of the eight emperors. What? It’s just experience. After a long time, is it also a prince!"
"Huh, with the support of so many high-level techniques and countless precious resources on the holy mountain, but still not reaching the level of the saint, how can the talent be better?"
Crossed his lips in disdain, Zhuo Fan sneered: "Even if you have been in the Eighth Emperor's seat, you can have experience for a long time, but your mentality will not change. Have they really cultivated from the bottom? They will listen to others. Suggestions? A stubborn heart will cause them to cause big trouble sooner or later. Use the turmoil of the entire sanctuary to train a few of their own people, the holy mountain is really intentional, hum!"
Zhuo Fan was cynic, Meng Xiaofeng dismissed it, and Yan Huang was speechless.
"Also," Zhuo Fan looked at Emperor Yan and continued, "Master Yan, they will send two or three to replace the Eight Emperors this time, and they will send more next time. Sooner or later, the Eight Emperors will be replaced. The only territory ruled by the bottom cultivators will all become the scope of these high holy mountains. There will be no way out for everyone, and the same is true for you! I am afraid that in the future, the saints will only come out of the holy mountains, and no one else will step into the holy mountains. The power of the environment, the high-level powerhouses will all be monopolized by the holy mountain!"
Pulling his lips in disdain, Meng Xiaofeng is noncommittal: "So what, isn't it the same now?"
"Of course it's different. Now the Eight Emperors have some resources to deal with by themselves, leaving them in other places in the sanctuary, they will create some idle saints. But once the holy mountain monopolizes all resources, there is no hope of this. You Let those who were born outside the sacred mountain have any hope of reaching the top?"
"Then blame them for casting the wrong fetus, because of a bad background!"
The corner of his mouth crossed the evil, Meng Xiaofeng smiled coldly: "In short, no matter what the grievances between the eight emperors, no one can move. The person to be replaced is here, and the boundary will be re-divided. This news will soon be. No one dared to defy the transfer to the other eight emperors, including the devil emperor, let alone your right and left hand, hum!"
Clenched his fist fiercely, Zhuo Fan felt fierce in his heart, and the killing intent in his eyes was also fleeting.
Originally, he came to see Meng Xiaofeng today. No matter what he asked for, he had another purpose. But now, he was really angry about the decision of the holy mountain.
Regardless of past and present, he is a person who climbs from the bottom step by step, and his arrogant heart has never bowed his head to anyone, including the holy mountain.
Because he believes that sooner or later, he can surpass the old guys on the holy mountain. Although his training resources can't keep up with them, he has endless hard work and perseverance.
But this determination will make the bottom group of people like him lose hope forever. Not to mention the control of resources. It is estimated that for those who have the hope of breaking through the saints, the holy mountain will strengthen its control. This is the most terrible. of.
People don’t even have a chance to become strong!
Although I don't know what the madness of the holy mountain is, such an idea suddenly popped up, but what is certain is that Zhuo Fan will never let this idea come true.
It seems that the rhythm of unifying the eight emperors will be faster...