Han Yang's eyes were as deep as water. There was no doubt that the Bloody Pavilion Master was not a local. Although the clothes on his body looked like ordinary white long clothes at first glance, if you look closely, they turned out to be the white coat worn by the scientific researchers and the shiny black boots were a bit abnormal.

Han Yang pondered for a moment. System matters must not be exposed, or he could not be exposed even if he wanted to. If the relevant agreements were violated, it would be erased by the system. This is why he and Xiao Xuan did not point out each other.

Han Yang suddenly began to suspect Li Bumian's golden finger. This person is so swagger, and there must be something extraordinary on his body. He doesn't believe that no golden finger can become so strong after a person comes to another world.

"I know everything about the signal tower. If the Pavilion Master continues to ask, I want me to die."

Han Yang clasped his hands together and pressed his chin and said calmly.

Li Bumian was speechless and frowned and pondered. He had also read many online novels. Could it be that kind of bloody setting? If the system secret is leaked, it will be erased?

Li Bumian sat down at the conference table with a swagger and said, "Then let's change the question, how many years have you born?"

An elder of Lingyun Sect was extremely conscious of making a pot of tea for Li Bumian. Li Bumian was not polite. He took the tea set and drank it directly in boiling water, which felt quite proud of three bowls.

Everyone's foreheads were covered with black lines, and they felt that the blood-torn Pavilion Master was just a nouveau riche, the kind that he had raised his cultivation in an instant, and he didn't understand the tea ceremony at all.

Han Yang was a little embarrassed. He couldn't say anything about the system, but these trivial matters didn't matter.

Han Yang calmly replied: "Only in 1982."

The tea in Li Bumian's mouth almost spit out. It turns out that you are quite elegant, right? How awesome is it to me for a sect leader from 1982?

Everyone in the conference hall was confused and had no idea what topic they were talking about. Fang Fan was also confused. Although he was also a stranger, he did not come from the same place as the two of them.

"How many years has the Pavilion Master been?"

Han Yang replied to Li Bumian.

Li Bumian said inwardly, he was only over 20 years old, and the person in front of him was obviously much older than him, which made him feel a little unhappy.

"Forty-nine years."

Li Bumian brushed his sleeves and said with an old god.

Han Yang almost vomited blood. This is really in line with the core Marxist values. Looking back at what the bloody Pavilion Master said on the phone a while ago, it is really the future of socialism.

Nie Xiaorou opened her mouth slightly, and she bulged her cheeks and thought about the conversation between the two. Is there any extension meaning in it?

Chen Dehou and his elders were also extremely solemn. When the masters fought, they meant every word. The two must be discussing the tax sharing at this time. Han Yang wanted to make 82 points, and the 49th that was bloody tortured the Pavilion Master was a bit strange. Could it be that it would be to squeeze the income of Lingyun Sect for thirteen years?

"My Lingyun Sect is already willing to invest in the Blood-Battle Group. As a subsidiary, the various terms and conditions between them..."

Han Yang said slowly, perhaps it might be a good thing to unify the Southern Region under the leadership of Li Bumian and then attack the Lord of Senluo Sword.

Li Bumian was too lazy to think about this issue.

"Hasn't Lingyun Sect entered the Internet information age? In this case, you can do a PPT and let me take a look. I think it's appropriate."

Li Bumian gently wiped the teacup with the lid of the cup and said in an extremely social way.

boom!

Han Yang was like five thunders thunder, and he couldn't believe his ears. This person wanted him to do ppt!?

Han Yang traveled to Wufeng Continent and was planning a multinational company. He was doing PPT every day and was overwhelmed and died of overwork. PPT was his nightmare. I didn’t expect to experience it again!

Han Yang took a deep breath, and his fingers were trembling slightly in anger.

"Okay! The owner likes business simplicity or classical style? By the way, I am personally good at micro three-dimensional style."

Han Yang said in a concise and capable manner.

Li Bumian was confused when he heard this. Are you such a professional man?

Han Yang's heart was full of ten thousand grass and mud horses, damn it! So many years have passed, but I didn't expect that he would be traumatized again!

"Just as good as you are..."

Li Bumian also felt a little embarrassed. At this moment, the atmosphere in the conference hall was very subtle, as quiet as death, silent.

"Since that's the case, I will take it to the Pavilion Master after I finish the ppt. I will ask a few people to arrange the house for the Pavilion Master."

Han Yang said calmly that the power of the Blood-Borror Pavilion Master is not small. Even Zhou Xun, who is comparable to a Mahayana cultivator, could not defeat him. Moreover, he looked very relaxed and ease-free. Could it be that he was also in the Tribulation Period? I wonder if he could fight with the interstellar players.

"I don't need this." Li Bumian said calmly, "I have a cave in Piaomiao Peak."

Han Yang's eyelids twitched, and the incident of blood slapping the Pavilion Master was a disciple of the Lingyun Sect, which made him extremely angry.

"By the way, Xiaorou, where do you live in Lingyun Sect?"

Li Bumian asked Nie Xiaorou.

"Go back to Empress, you are in a plum blossom forest not far from Lingyun Peak." Nie Xiaorou replied.

"Okay, let's take me to your place to sit." Li Bumian said indifferently.

Nie Xiaorou nodded shyly, feeling a little embarrassed.

When Li Bumian and Nie Xiaorou turned around and were about to leave, Han Yang directly threw Li Bumian a smartphone and said calmly: "If you have anything, use this to contact me."

Li Bumian steadily caught it and said slowly: "Do you need two more?"

Han Yang was not stingy. This thing was produced by the system to the extreme, so he threw two more and threw them to Li Bumian.

Li Bumian gave Nie Xiaorou and Fang Fan one by one, both of them looked confused.

Nie Xiaorou had a little confused in her eyes, while Fang Fan looked dull, but he was thinking in his heart, this thing is too low-end, okay? In his original technological civilization, the intelligent system was transplanted into his brain.

The elders in the conference hall looked at the three of them leaving, all of them were solemn. After confirming that Li Bumian and the other two walked away, the group sat down again.

"Sect Master! Could it be that my Lingyun Sect really wants to be inferior to others? Or is this just a temporary solution!?"

Chen Dehou's elderly face was covered with clouds and his voice was low.

Han Yang sighed and said, "Otherwise, what else can it be? You can see the strength of the Blood-Born Pavilion Master. Those rumors are not groundless. Now it is a step to take a step."

Chen Dehou hissed and continued, "I think it's inappropriate."

Han Yang frowned and said seriously: "This is just an alliance form. Haven't the many demons in the Southern Region also applied to him? As long as we release news, the Lingyun Sect has defected to him, the other righteous men in the Southern Region are forced by the five major sects, and they can only follow the general trend and tie them to our Sect. At that time, the Southern Region will be divided into three forces, the Blood Storm Group, the Five Major Sects, and the Gu Family."

Chen Dehou's face darkened and he said coldly: "Is the Sect Master thinking about the attack on the Lord of Senluo Sword?"

Han Yang laughed twice and asked back, "Don't you think about it?"

Chen Dehou was speechless for a moment.

Han Yang continued: "The Xuanyin Palace and Taiqing Temple have not expressed their attitude yet. In my opinion, the Southern Region is not far away, and it can even be said to be close to you."

Chen Dehou was stunned when he heard this, and said hoarsely: "It's not just the Southern Region, but I heard that there was a person on the east land of Senluo Jianzhou. He seemed to be a long-standing Mahayana monk who was good at using swords. He was also spreading this rumor everywhere."

There was a strange arc on the corner of Han Yang's mouth. The Mahayana monk who is good at using swords should be that person. The death of the Son Luo Sword Master is not far away. Then it will be the time to lift the fog sea ban and seize the shocking fortune.

"Those who draw the sword with their physical body are the Supreme Master of Wuxing..."
Chapter completed!