Chapter 852 Asking for a Teacher

"Blessings?" The bloated middle-aged man stretched out his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan and grabbed the jade slip presented to him.

The consciousness swept away.

It suddenly became clear.

He said calmly: "What is the origin of this new hall leader? It is worthy of the gang to go to war to create a new hall leader for him."

"Reporting to the hall master, this person has a good background."

"It is said that he is an eminent hermit monk with extraordinary talents. He is an unparalleled genius."

"The most important thing is that I am highly valued by the second master."

The monk who respectfully presented the jade slip lowered his head and said.

When he spoke, his voice was gentle and soft, like the spring breeze blowing by.

The bloated monk was like a big cauldron half hidden in the darkness, standing still.

Even after hearing the second master, he was not shaken at all.

‘Dad’ sneered: “Is it the late Nascent Soul stage?”

There was no contempt in his words, only the utmost calm indifference.

No matter how much cultivation that Yuanying monk has, as long as he has not crossed that hurdle, he will never be equal to them.

Even if this person is an unparalleled genius or a peerless genius, it is the same.

"It's up to you to see him."

"I am busy with official duties and do not have time to meet with the new hall master." The bloated monk waved his hand slightly.

I don't know how many times something like this happened, but the Yujin Gang has always been the fifteen hall masters, not because of other reasons, but because they first have the strength to become the hall masters.

Today's Mengzhi doesn't even have the most basic things, so it's impossible to talk about it.

The bloated monk even thought that the second master might be confused, so he handed over the position of leader of the Yujin Gang to an outsider. However, this had nothing to do with him. The gang still operates in the same way.

…

"Busy with business."

"yes."

The soft-spoken man, wearing a long gown, looked at the young man sitting on the other side with a calm expression.

"What about my fourth-level spiritual vein?"

The young man's cultivation narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knew that he would not be able to see the third hall master, Sun-Eating Toad.

He came here not to see the other party, but to return to his spiritual veins. Without his spiritual veins, he would not be able to gather power, and how could he develop and grow.

By then, maybe even your own cultivation will be a problem.

Meng Zhi suppressed his anger, but the smile on his face became more kind.

He said: "You also know that if I just come here and don't even have a place to live, wouldn't it be a joke? I would like to ask Master to be accommodating and talk to the three masters."

With that said, Meng Zhi took out a treasure box from the storage ring, placed it on the table and pushed it over.

The soft-spoken man glanced at the treasure box. He didn't expect that this genius could even endure such a thing and do it with ease.

However, there is really nothing he can do. No one can make him spit out the meat that has entered the hall master's belly, not to mention that this person only has the cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul.

Moreover, the second master wants to recruit people to the Yujin Gang. What do the other senior leaders of the Yu family think?

If Sun-Eating Toad takes care of everything now, the people behind him will only have doubts about him.

"Master, please don't embarrass me..."

"Bang!"

A palm fell, and a thick palm print was immediately left on the wooden table.

The smile on Meng Zhi's face gradually disappeared.

Fifteen hall masters.

He has been pretending to be a grandson for the past half month, running around begging his grandfather and grandma, but he has not even met him in person. The fourth-level spiritual vein that was supposed to be allocated to him has not been found until now.

The clay figurine still has some anger.

Meng Zhi stared at the man in green shirt with a gloomy expression.

Men are the venerable gods.

Real practice.

Facing Meng Zhi who was on the verge of rage, Qi Yueshu looked calm, and his aura unique to the venerable turned into a spring breeze: "Master Meng, you are still young. There are some things that you can't do if you want to. As a young man,

People, you should show enough respect to us old-timers."

"You have to endure the matter of the fourth-level spiritual veins if you can, and if you can't, you have to endure it."

As if Meng Zhi was convinced, the man crossed his legs and stared at Meng Zhi quietly.

While talking, he picked up the tea bowl on the table.

It is necessary to serve tea to see the guests off.

"I'll tolerate your mother!"

Meng Zhi suddenly stood up, with magic power surging around his body.

Qi Yueshu turned his palms, and the terrifying idea was like a big hand trying to grasp Meng Zhi.

As the Master of Transformation God, he does not take this talented person in the later stage of Nascent Soul into his eyes. If the other person understands the situation, he does not mind letting this person leave peacefully. If he does not know what is good and what is wrong, then let this person eat some.

suffering.

For a genius, if he recuperates for more than ten years, he will not be able to use his talent.

Qi Yueshu's palm was strong enough to give Meng Zhi a heart-breaking and bone-breaking palm.

"Roar!"

Meng Zhi's dark gold pupils shot out with golden light, and his muscles and bones roared like a tiger's roar.

The body-protecting aura was fully expanded, and the black-red Tiansha True Spirit Aura was like an indestructible fortress. Under this fortress, Meng Zhi pulled out a black gold blood knife from his sleeve and slashed it down without hesitation.

Stab.

Qi Yueshu stood up in shock. He did not expect that his body-protecting energy could be cut away by the black gold blood knife.

The knife cuts through tofu without any resistance.

"not good!"

呲.

The knife struck Qi Yueshu right in the chest.

Qi Yueshu immediately turned pale.

He really felt that he was walking on the edge of death just now.

This made him feel solemn.

He stared intently at the young monk who took action.

This man is truly a genius.

Not only was the body-protecting aura unshakable like a mountain, but the mana tide was also like an infinite ocean, not to mention the extremely sharp black gold blood knife. If he expected it to be true, the long knife was at least an ancient Taoist treasure.

Chen Zhizai, who accompanied Meng Zhi here, was already frightened.

Everything just happened in a flash of lightning. Neither he nor the Golden elixir cultivator could see clearly what happened. He only saw the furious Meng Zhi getting up, and then the senior member of the gang flew back. When he looked again, he saw that the senior member's chest was full of blood.

There was a long knife mark everywhere, and blood gushed out from the rolled flesh.

The robe was instantly stained red with blood.

Meng Zhi looked serious and waved the long knife without hesitation.

The long knife is in hand.

The blood appears.

When the inspiration burst out, the entire world was completely saturated with Meng Zhi's magic power, and the small world was firmly controlled by his blade.

Cut it out with one knife and change the world!

The tiger soul roared with true intent.

The sword is wanton.

Qi Yueshu's expression changed dramatically.

He already knew that he had completely underestimated this man.

If you meet this person in the wild, maybe he is no match for him at all.

However, he did not meet him outside. This is the hall of the Yujin Gang, where the three hall masters are stationed. There are tens of thousands of monks, powerful formations, countless masters and strange people, and most importantly, there are

Hall master.
To be continued...