"Why did Brother Lu Xian say this?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Zun narrowed his eyes and asked seriously.

At this moment, his title changed again, and Anle had a strange expression: "Master Pei, just call me like before."

Pei Zun shook his head and said resolutely: "How is this possible?"

"Now that Brother Xian has become the fifth realm, his identity and status have naturally changed. However, the rebellion in Liuzhou... Does Brother Xian know the inside story?"

To put it bluntly, this is the change brought about by Anle's breakthrough to the fifth realm.

If An Le was still in the fourth realm, Pei Zun would probably just think that he was making things up, but what a fifth realm person said would carry a completely different weight.

Although Pei Zun still disagrees a little, he will pay more attention to it.

However, it was impossible for Anle to be too clear about this matter, so he had no choice but to say.

"Everyone understands this kind of thing, but if you don't understand, you can't explain it. I can't say more about the specific situation. Knowing too much is not a good thing. I can only say that the water here is very deep. If you jump in hastily, even the likes of us

In the fifth realm, life will be in danger."

Pei Zun was stunned by these ambiguous words.

It took him a long time to think about it.

Isn’t this saying nothing?

But at least Pei Zun knew An Le's attitude, and his face became a little serious: "Is it really that serious?"

He still couldn't believe that a small rebellion could turn the world upside down?

"Be careful and you never go too far."

Anle did not continue to explain: "After some time, there should be new variables."

****

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

The warriors of the Zhenling Division have officially set off for the expedition. Judging from the intelligence coming from the front, the counter-rebellion has been extremely smooth, and they have not encountered much resistance as usual.

Both Situ Yuan and Pei Zun tacitly did not mention this matter in front of An Le, and pretended that nothing had happened.

Fallacies in intelligence and judgment are common, and no one will say anything.

Late this night.

In the living room of a luxurious mansion in Qingzhou.

Under bright lights.

A middle-aged man in Chinese clothes was pacing back and forth anxiously, with uneasiness and anxiety appearing on his face from time to time.

"Shaohua, calm down... ahem... As the young master of my Zheng family, I can't be so flustered when entertaining guests."

Sitting on the main seat in the shadow of the hall was an elderly man.

His breath was weak, the wrinkles on his face were like tree bark, and he was so thin that only skin and bones were left, as if he would die of old age in the next second.

The old man's name is Zheng Long, and he is the head of the Zheng family in Qingzhou.

The name of the Zheng family in Qingzhou is even louder than that of the Qianjia family in Lingzhou, and it is considered a first-class noble family in Qingzhou.

However, Zheng Long is already very old.

He outlasted many of his younger competitors due to his age, but time is equal to everyone, and now, it's finally his turn.

However, the longer people live, the more afraid they will be of death.

What's more, Zheng Long's life now only consists of pleasure, so he naturally wants to live longer.

And he found out through special channels that a mysterious and powerful man named Wuxu Laoxian had the means to extend his life, so he invited him to meet him late at night.

"Dad, is this old immortal Wuxu... really reliable?"

Zheng Shaohua, who was pacing back and forth, stood still for a moment and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

A mysterious person who hides his true identity is not very credible, but looks more like a liar.

"Who knows?"

Zheng Long shook his head. How can he be completely sure of everything?

He has used all the means at his disposal, and now there is an opportunity in front of him. Even if the hope is slim, he will not miss it.

What's more, Old Immortal Wuxu's ability has been recognized by a small circle of people in Qingzhou, and he is still more willing to believe in him.

Suddenly, Zheng Long's aging heart skipped a beat and he raised his head.

"Coming!"

call--

A gust of dark wind blew up, all the candles in the hall were extinguished, and the entire space was shrouded in shadow.

Zheng Shaohua couldn't help but hold his breath, aroused goosebumps all over his body, and looked towards the corner.

Meeting the strange and mysterious Wuxu Old Immortal, the Zheng family would naturally not be able to make any preparations. In the darkness of the hall, there were at least eight fourth-level warriors guarding them.

They did not want to ambush Old Immortal Wuxu, but to protect the safety of Zheng Shaohua and the two of them.

The eight fourth realms are nothing in the Zhenling Division, but to the families outside the Zhenling Division, they are already a quite terrifying force, which also shows the background of the Zheng family.

However, none of these warriors could respond to Zheng Shaohua's eyes.

An aura as deep as the abyss and as frantic as a demon fell on them.

Words cannot describe the horror of this breath. If you insist on saying so, decades later, they will still be awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night, suspecting that they are being overtaken by the endless depth and then swallowed.

"Is this how the Zheng family treats guests?"

Hoarse, indistinguishable male and female voices came from all directions.

Zheng Shaohua felt that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him in the darkness around him.

The shadows under my feet seemed to come alive, squirming, crawling, and twisting into absurd shapes.

The only one among the crowd who was relatively calm was Zheng Long.

He was already about to die, and there was almost nothing that could scare a dying person except death.

"You are worthy of being an old immortal of Wuxu, and you are truly worthy of your reputation."

Zheng Long looked towards the center of the hall.

A figure wearing a dark yellow robe stood there unknowingly.

No one realized when he appeared, it was as if...he had been there from the beginning.

The dark yellow robe was very long, and under the robe close to the ground, there seemed to be tentacle-like things squirming and contracting.

Zheng Shaohua next to him swallowed hard and thought to himself: "How does this image have anything to do with 'immortal'?"

Zheng Shaohua made another terrible guess: "Is he... really a human?"

"Are you Zheng Long?"

Old Immortal Wuxu stared at the old man in front of him and said calmly: "Find a secluded place and don't let others disturb you."

Normally, this title would be enough to offend the people of the Zheng family, but now no one would care about this trivial matter.

Hearing this, Zheng Long's eyes lit up slightly, igniting the fire of hope.

"Just go to the inner room here, Shaohua, help me get up."

Not long after, Zheng Long and Old Immortal Wuxu entered the inner room together.

Zheng Shaohua still didn't dare to relax and looked nervously in the direction of the door. The situation inside might determine his future.

To be honest, Zheng Shaohua is a little greedy for the position of head of the family, but he also understands that sitting in this position with his current prestige will probably cause a lot of trouble.

Besides, Zheng Shaohua and Zheng Long still have a father-son relationship, so naturally they hope he can live a few more years.

"Young Master, who is he?"

A warrior hiding in the dark couldn't help but come out and asked curiously.

Zheng Shaohua replied: "Old Immortal Wuxu, have you heard of it?"

The warrior immediately took a breath of cold air: "Hiss..."

"It turns out to be him! No wonder... no wonder..."

Zheng Shaohua asked again: "Is he famous among the warriors in Qingzhou?"

"No, most people in the world have probably never heard of this name."

This person showed a wry smile: "It's just that someone asked me to surround and kill the opponent with a few warriors earlier, so I have a strong impression of this name."

Zheng Shaohua was quite curious: "What happened next?"

Mastering this mysterious method, it is completely normal for Old Immortal Wuxu to be targeted by others.

"I was busy with something at the time, so I didn't participate, but all the other strong men... disappeared! Among those people, there were at least three who were stronger than me!"
To be continued...