Chapter 150: The Yinyun of Zhongjing

In Zhongjing City, three old men sat quietly together in a huge and wide building.

Their costumes, the characteristics of their faces and the color of their skin all illustrate their identities.

These people are not from the East, but from guests from far away from the West.

A door was gently pushed open, and a bald old man walked in slowly. He had a strong smile on his face. Although he was tall, he fell silently and did not even splash a little dust.

The three of them turned their heads at the same time and nodded slightly to him. One of them stood up with a beautiful mustache on his face and said with a smile: "Yu Feiyang, it's been a long time since we met. My friend, are you doing well?"

This is a tall and burly old man with sincere joy in his eyes.

If outsiders see this scene, it will definitely be unbelievable.

The Dashen royal family represents the entire Eastern world, and this bald old man is an important figure in the Yu family. His status in the Yu family is almost the same as that of the God's Vision in the Tianchi lineage. But now in front of him, there are three top masters from the West.

At this moment, Yu Feiyang's old face showed a plain but harmonious smile and said, "Elvis, you haven't seen each other for decades, you are still so strong."

An extremely satisfied smile appeared on Elvis' face. Yu Feiyang's words were obviously very suitable for his appetite.

He laughed several times and said, "Yu Feiyang, I'll introduce you." He pointed to a red-haired old man and said, "This is the elder of the Assassin Union, Mr. Carbingley, in our union alliance."

The red-haired old man stood up and nodded slightly to Yu Feiyang. His movements gave people a very strange feeling. Whether it was standing up or saluting, they seemed to be one step slower than normal people. However, these movements fell into Yu Feiyang's eyes, and he was secretly shocked, and he was immediately listed as one of the most difficult people to deal with.

Another white-haired old man stood up, and instead of using Elvis' introduction, he said directly: "I, Motchi, the Great Elder of the Temple, Mr. Yu Feiyang, hello."

Yu Feiyang smiled and returned the favor, but kept muttering in his heart that the identities of these three people were extraordinary.

Elvis was a friend he made during his travels in the West, so it would be fine to come here to see him. But the sudden appearance of the other two aroused his vigilance. And he knew very well that in the Western world, the Temple and the Assassin Union were a combination of light and darkness, and had always been incompatible and confrontation. But from the two people in front of him, there was no meaning of hostility.

"Elvis, you brought these two friends to Dashen, I don't know what it is." Yu Feiyang said with a smile: "If you are here to travel, I will take you to Dashen in person."

Elvis shook his head repeatedly and said, "Dear friend, we are not here to travel, so we can only appreciate your kindness."

Yu Feiyang didn't find it strange at all. What kind of identities are Elvis and the other two. If they want to travel, then someone must believe it.

"Since the three of you have not traveled, I don't know what to do when I come to Zhongjing to find my younger brother." Yu Feiyang said slowly, as if he was not at all concerned.

Elvis said with a solemn expression, "This time we are here to ask you for help."

"If you have any trouble, please tell me."

"We heard that some people in your country have gone to the northern border, but is there any incident?" Elvis stared at Yu Feiyang without blinking, as if he wanted to see a clue from his face.

Yu Feiyang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at each other without retreating, but was shocked in his heart.

The two supreme figures in Dashen did leave Dashen, but the matter was extremely secret. Even they only inferred from the reactions of the two major sects, but how did the other party know that they were far away in the West?

Taking a deep breath, Yu Feiyang said in a deep voice: "The three of you came from thousands of miles away. Is it just for this little thing?"

"Dear friend, you should know that this is not a trivial matter." Aceville said seriously: "The Pope and the President of the Alliance are very concerned about this. And I would like to tell your country a word that if necessary, they are willing to help."

Yu Feiyang laughed in silence and said, "Help me? Isn't it because I want to get a share of the pie."

The expressions of Aceville and the other two remained unchanged, as if they had not understood the sarcastic meaning of his words.

Yu Feiyang pondered, and at this moment, the little doubt in his heart had been completely resolved.

It turned out that it was because of this incident that the Temple and the Union Alliance came together.

Although the grudges between the two sides are already deep, no matter how big the grudges are, they are all scumbag in the face of absolute interests. The two parties understand very well that only by uniting together can they gain some voice. In this case, there is nothing strange about their joint efforts.

After pondering for a long time, a strange look flashed in Yu Feiyang's eyes and said, "Since the three represent the two, I naturally cannot make decisions casually." He paused and said, "But I can pass your meaning to the Lingxiao Palace Alliance. Whether you accept it depends on their attitude."

Three guests from the West looked at each other, and Motechi finally spoke: "Dear Mr. Yu Feiyang, we know that Mr. Yu from your country is in seclusion and practicing some kind of martial arts. It is said that once you succeed, you can break through to the peak of humanity."

Yu Feiyang quickly called out and said, "Mr. Motechi has won the award, but it is not easy to break through to the peak of humanity. This is just a luxury."

Motchi shook his head and said, "Before we go to Dashen, whether it is His Majesty the Pope or the President of the Alliance, we will ask us to tell Mr. Yu a word."

Yu Feiyang's face suddenly became extremely solemn, and even his bald head seemed to be a little brighter.

Although the two were not from the Eastern world, their authority in the Western world was absolutely extraordinary. Moreover, the identity and status of the peak humanitarian strong man had actually broken the limitations of national boundaries, which was enough to make everyone respect him.

"If you have any advice from the two adults, please make it clear."

Motechi's body was straight, and he said aloud: "The two adults said that as long as Mr. Yu can make this happen, they are willing to enter there with the old man."

Yu Feiyang's face suddenly became quite exciting, with some excitement, some envy and some worry.

The three Westerners seemed to have expected his expression, so instead of urging them, they waited silently.

After a long time, a smile suddenly appeared on Yu Feiyang's face and said, "Thirds, I'm not to hide it. Uncle Jia's cultivation has reached the last moment, so it is really not appropriate to be alarmed now." He looked at the three people with bad expressions and said calmly: "Three people, please wait for one month here. After one month, there will be a distinction."

Elvis and others were moved. His eyes froze and he said, "Mr. Yu will be able to get out of seclusion in one month?"

Yu Feiyang smiled and said, "If everything is normal, then you may be able to leave the customs after one month. Once your uncle comes out of seclusion, he will definitely notify the adults of your intentions and try to ask for their agreement."

Elvis and others relaxed their faces. What they were waiting for was actually this sentence.

However, Yu Feiyang's smile suddenly subsided and said, "Three, our Yu family has definitely spared no effort for your business, but to show your sincerity, can we also help us a little favor?"

Elvis smiled calmly and said, "Mr. Yu just told me."

Yu Feiyang chuckled and said, "It's hard to say about this matter now, but if you really need your help, please don't refuse."

None of Elvis and the other two refused. As long as they could complete the mission on this trip, it would be worth it to pay.

After sending these people out of Zhongjing City, settled in a huge villa outside the city, Yu Feiyang returned to the inner city again.

He came to the side of the gorgeous holy tiger and sat down quietly, as if thinking about something.

A sound of footsteps sounded from behind him and came lightly behind him.

The old man smiled slightly and said, "Wuchen, what are you doing? Do you want to talk to Lord Shenghu?"

Standing behind the old man was Yu Wuchen, who was the next generation of venerables designated by the family to serve Lord Banlan Shenghu. Only he and the old man could enter this place at any time.

Yu Wuchen's voice sounded softly: "Uncle San, do you want to borrow their hands to deal with He Yiming?"

Yu Feiyang was silent for a while. He reached out and gently brushed his bald head, sighing: "If the ancestor can successfully advance to the ninth level of heaven this time, then he can let He Yiming go. After all, we are not willing to offend the Tianchi lineage completely."

Yu Wuchen hesitated for a moment and said, "What if the ancestors cannot succeed?"

A glimmer suddenly flashed in his eyes, and Yu Feiyang said, "If you can't succeed, do you think we still have any choice?"

Yu Wuchen shivered and said, "Uncle Third, it would be fine if we do it ourselves, but if we borrowed them from them again, if we fail, we will offend everyone in the world."

Yu Feiyang suddenly turned around, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

"So what if you offend the people of the world? As long as the ancestor can obtain the Five Elements Ring and successfully melt it, his cultivation level will immediately reach the peak of humanity. It is no less than the old monsters in the Ninth Heaven. Once that time comes, even if someone knows about He Yiming's affairs, will he still make things difficult for a dead person?"

Yu Wuchen gasped, and he sighed softly and stopped talking.

However, in his heart, there is always such a question that he will never dare to ask.
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