Monk Feng Yunzhang was confused.

He already knew that Sun Wutian was coming.

However, they never expected that when this ancestor came here, every word he said would be like a gun and a stick, showing the yin and yang to the extreme.

And every word he said was filled with deep malice.

No matter how smart Feng Yun is, he still doesn't know what went wrong.

"Mr. Sun, what are you..."

"You don't have to worry about me."

Sun Wutian said: "Go and prepare something for me."

"What?"

"The cultivation resources and elixirs required by the Jun-level, Venerable-level Saint-level must be top-notch, Danyun, and a large number of each type!"

Sun Wutian said: "Cultivation, healing, spiritual, physical, spiritual, auxiliary... use them all, the more the merrier!"

"..."

Feng Yun's heart moved and he said: "Is Night Demon already at the level of a king? He is indeed the champion of the Gu-Raising God-raising Project. This qualification is really unique. He can grow so fast in a subordinate sect. I really want to know him."

Get to know each other and make friends."

Sun Wutian frowned, looked deeply at Feng Yun, and said: "...Not bad!"

Feng Yun was immediately sure, and at the same time his heart was filled with huge waves, he stopped.

Said: "Then I'll get ready!"

"Okay. Let's go."

Watching Feng Yun go out, Sun Wutian's expression became uncertain.

In just a few words, Feng Yun's cultivation level is just fine, but his ability to know from the smallest detail and draw inferences from one instance cannot be cultivated by his family background!

Of course he also understood that this was Feng Yun showing off his abilities.

You said I rely on my family background?

So do what I say depend on my family background?

Am I right?

Is it something that ordinary people can say?

Feng Yun was respectful and respectful from beginning to end.

But he used this method to demonstrate his abilities to the maximum extent.

"Feng Yun, very good!"

Although Sun Wutian had too many dissatisfaction and prejudices against 'children of aristocratic families' through Fang Che's incident, he had to admit that Feng Yun was indeed an unparalleled talent!

Bibo City.

Fang Che hadn't arrived yet, and there were even hundreds of miles away, and there was already a sea of ​​people at the gate of Bibo City.

The guards at the main hall had already received the news and went to the Fang family to send a message: Fang Che was back!

There is still one hundred and twenty miles away from Bibo City.

There are still eighty miles.

There are still fifty miles...

Fang Zhenghang was furious.

You guys haven’t even visited me for forty years, but my nephew is back and I’ve called him seven times in just over a hundred miles!

What a strong desire to watch the fun!

But remembering that this matter was a big deal, nothing could go wrong. Besides, in the past few days, my brother-in-law Fang Xiao often drank and chatted with me, and then I realized that my brother-in-law was really a talent.

In the sky and under the water, there are three religions, nine streams, five elements and eight trigrams... all of them are connected.

It also helped him cure his old problems; Fang Zhenghang was now extremely satisfied with his brother-in-law.

Although he looks shabby, haggard and sickly, he is still very handsome.

And don't treat him like a sick man, he is still a high-level master, and he will be a saint in a short time.

This is a great thing.

I'm afraid that Fang Che will come back and make a fuss, breaking up this good marriage and causing a lifelong regret for my sister.

So Fang Zhenghang simply went out in person and went to pick up his nephew outside the city gate.

Fang Xiao and Fang Qianyi also wanted to follow, but were stopped by Fang Zhenghang: "You two wait at home! I have to leave a buffer for the children first."

Standing on the crenellations of the city wall.

From a distance, I saw a group of knights galloping towards the woods in the distance.

A crisp uniform.

The flying cloak.

Like a sharp arrow, it shoots straight.

Amazingly powerful!

Fang Zhenghang suddenly thought: Fang Che brought so many people back? Does he want to fight?

Uneasy.

He hurriedly ran down the city in three steps and two steps at a time.

However, he saw several chief and deputy hall masters from the Bibo Town Guards Hall also coming out to greet him.

"Two palace masters, this...isn't this necessary?"

Fang Zhenghang was a little dissatisfied: "This is a family matter of our Fang family."

Although Fang Chesheng's status as the captain of the inspection team was worthy of the palace master's welcome, but it was still possible and impossible. The palace master's personal greeting would be too embarrassing.

Now these two guys are so active, they obviously want to see our Fang family's jokes.

The two palace masters rolled their eyes: "Master Fang, do you think we are here to greet your nephew? We, Deputy Chief An, are also accompanying us this time!"

Fang Zhenghang was distracted and just stretched his neck to look into the distance, not hearing what the two hall masters said at all.

The one-horned dragon and horse were getting closer and closer, and Fang Zhenghang saw Fang Che directly in front of the queue.

Seeing the calmness on my nephew's face, my heart felt a little calmer.

When he saw Ye Meng, who was dressed in white, following him, he was immediately reassured and a smile appeared on his face: If he came home to cause trouble, Fang Che would not be able to bring Ye Meng back with him.

Bringing your wife back with you can only mean one thing: that you have approved it.

This is where I came back to recognize my relatives.

Fang Zhenghang laughed loudly and walked up to him with his head held high: "Arche! You are getting more and more energetic now!"

Fang Che turned over and dismounted: "Uncle!"

"Hey, no need to salute."

Fang Zhenghang grabbed Fang Che and put it close to his ear: "Don't make trouble!"

"I understand, I understand!"

Fang Che nodded repeatedly.

"Don't let your father get in trouble!" Fang Zhenghang asked in a low voice again, pushing further.

"I understand, I understand!"

Fang Che nodded again like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Remember?"

Fang Zhenghang stared.

"Remember, remember, uncle, are you worrying too much, am I such an ignorant person?" Fang Che smiled bitterly.

"Haha... You're so sensible, you've stretched yourself out for the past ten days or so, and you almost broke your mother's heart out!"

Fang Zhenghang slapped Fang Che on the head and said angrily in a low voice: "Ignorance! Your mother raised you with shit and piss, you..."

Fang Che had a dark line: "I really have something to do... I delayed it."

"Hmph! How dare you act stupid! I want you to look good!"

Fang Zhenghang stared.

Over there, the two palace masters have already greeted An Ruoxing.

The two parties finished their greetings and walked over.

Fang Che introduced both parties: "Deputy Chief, this is my uncle Fang Zhenghang, the head of the Fang family in Bibo City; Uncle, this is Vice Chief An, who has always taken good care of me."
To be continued...