Low martial arts chat group?I am a mortal cultivating immortals!

Chapter 5 Li Feiyu frowned

"Father Fan Jian!"

Fan Sizhe said proudly, he looked a bit silly, his words were a bit hard to hear, he was not so tactful, and to be precise, he was not very worldly.

This is entirely because he has the capital!
He never needs to please others!

Because his father is Fan Jian.

Any troubles encountered in the past, as long as his father's name is mentioned, nine out of ten things will be resolved, and the remaining one will only be a big problem.

It's been a long time.

Fan Sizhe developed this kind of temperament, and even this sentence became a mantra hanging on the corner of his mouth.

So he habitually uttered his catchphrase in the chat group, but he didn't get the kind of flattery he used to.

In his opinion, this is simply unbelievable. After all, Mei Changsu is the leader of the Jianghu forces at best, but at worst, he is just a rogue.

That Zhuang Rui, although he didn't say he was a low-ranking man, but a pawnbroker, what is that?
His father is Fan Jian!

There was still silence in the chat group.

Fan Sizhe was a little uncomfortable, so he added a few words in the chat group.

Fan Sizhe: "My father, Fan Jian, is a celebrity in front of the emperor today. He is personally named Si Nanbo, and he is currently the Minister of the Sixth Department of the Household Department!"

Six.

It is the six departments with great power in the feudal dynasty.

And the household department is in charge of the economy and holds the money bag. Every person who is the secretary of the household department is almost the emperor's confidant, and he is also the person that all the princes are vying to win over, and many ministers dare not offend.

Therefore, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue has great power.

As the second in command of the household department, the servant of the household department is also extremely powerful.

I dare not say that one person is under one person and over ten thousand people, but there are at least tens of millions of people under their feet. There are not many such people in the whole country, and they can be counted by counting them.

But even though he revealed the identity of his father Fan Jian, the chat group still ignored him, and there was no expected flattery.

This made Fan Sizhe somewhat uncomfortable.

Until Mei Changsu spoke.

Mei Changsu: "We don't seem to be in the same place. Mr. Fan, even if he is the emperor, doesn't seem to care about our affairs. Could it be that Mr. Fan still wants to use the sword of the previous dynasty to kill the officials of this dynasty?"

Fan Sizhe suddenly panicked.

What will happen when a rich second generation realizes that he can’t compete with his father?
This is what he looks like now!
A face full of doubts about life!
But he is still stubborn.

Fan Sizhe: "You, Mr. Fan, and I are rich! Some of them are gold, silver, jewelry, and some of them are good things. If you miss a few, it will be enough for you to live on for a lifetime! My father is the Minister of Household Affairs!"

This sentence is really a reality.

The Ministry of Households is in charge of a country's money bag. Although it is not his own, as long as he is a little smarter, the gold and silver treasures in his hands are really immeasurable. Just a little bit of leakage between the nails is enough for many ordinary people to change their lives against the sky. dead.

This is the allure of power.

This is also the driving force that makes countless people flock to it.

Mei Changsu: "Although I am only the leader of a powerful force in the world, I have some talents. Not long ago, a prince of a country invited me and promised him the position of prime minister in the future, but I rejected it. Although I am not powerful, I can still be considered a wealthy person. One party has quite a bit of property."

The position of prime minister?

Fan Sizhe's eyelids twitched.

Zhuang Rui is not to be outdone. After all, he carries the arrogance of modern people towards ancient people in his bones. This kind of arrogance is not brought by wisdom, but the confidence brought by the era and technology.

If Fan Sizhe had been in the same era as him, even if his father was not the so-called Minister of Household Affairs, even if he was just a junior ninth-rank official, Zhuang Rui would not be so stubborn.

But the other party is an ancient person.

What's so arrogant about a mere third- and fourth-rank official, the servant of the household department?
I remember that when you, Grandpa Zhuang, and I were giving advice on the world and commenting on countless emperors at home and abroad in the past and present, Fan Sizhe didn't know where to play in the mud!
Zhuang Rui: "Although I'm a little poor, my world is full of science and technology. Compared to the remote village where you are, Brother Fan, it's like a fairyland. People can fly in the sky and swim in the water, and they can travel eight thousand miles a day. Let the night be like day, let the heat be like winter, let winter be like spring, have clairvoyant eyes, and wind ears, these things... Do you have Mr. Fan?"

He typed a long paragraph in a crackling voice, seeming to have regained the passion he had when he scolded Fang Qiu online and had fierce confrontations with others.

This made Zhuang Rui couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional. Sure enough, it's better to be young when you are not afraid of the sky and the earth. He, who has been out of society for two or three years, has already had his head rounded.

If he hadn't been shown a sense of superiority by Fan Sizhe, an ancient dandy today, he really wouldn't have found the feeling he once had.

Fan Sizhe's eyes widened when he saw it. He believed it more or less, but his mouth was still stiff.

Fan Sizhe: "Hmph, I can't go to your place anyway, so you can brag as much as you want, and return to the fairy world?"

Fan Sizhe: "Hey, the remaining buddy, do you think he's lying?"

He was not talking about Mei Changsu.

Because he knew that he seemed to have offended Mei Changsu just now, and the other party would definitely not stand by his side.

So he was talking about Li Feiyu of Momo Shuiqun.

Li Feiyu originally liked water groups the most, but I don't know if it was because he was close to vermilion and black, but he became as silent as Han Li.

mainly.

Li Feiyu thought about it, but he didn't find any benefit from these three people. He frowned, and even felt that he couldn't get any benefit from these three people, and maybe he should get some benefits from them.

After all, he is an immortal cultivator!
To be precise, he is a future immortal cultivator!
The fairy of the future!
If members of the chat group knew that he could cultivate immortals and live forever, nine out of ten would beg him to lead them on the road to longevity.

But is the road to immortality so easy?

Disaster!Disaster!Disaster!
It's all trouble!

Li Feiyu didn't intend to speak at first, but when he saw that he was involved in the chat, he stopped hiding it. After all, he had hidden too much, and instead seemed suspicious.

Li Feiyu: "According to Brother Zhuang, this chat group is the work of gods. The methods of gods are mysterious and unpredictable, and cannot be guessed by mortals like us. Maybe Brother Zhuang really comes from that mysterious place, then A place full of science.”

Li Feiyu: "I'm at Qixuanmen. Li Feiyu was cutting people just now. I'm a little busy. I don't have much money. I just know how to fight and kill. My martial arts may be a little bit high. If you have any needs, feel free. Give me a squeak, and I'll help if I can."

Fan Sizhe suddenly became interested.

Fan Sizhe: "Hey, Brother Li, you said your martial arts is high, how high is it exactly?"

Li Feiyu: "It must be a few floors high."

Fan Sizhe: "Huh?"

Li Feiyu: "I'm not very talented, but I can barely rank third in the world, so I'm known as 'Li Hu'."

Li Feiyu didn't intend to reveal his identity as an immortal cultivator, but he also didn't want others to underestimate him, so he casually claimed the identity of a warrior.

Anyway, as long as it's not too exaggerated.

There is no difference between a cultivator and a martial artist.

I am a martial artist whose cultivation is as high as the sky, and I have reached the state of perfection, so it is reasonable to be able to fly in the sky, right?It is reasonable to be able to control the sword with God, right?It's reasonable to be glowing all over and King Kong is not bad, right?It is reasonable to be able to refine some pills at will, right?It's reasonable to be able to get out of your body, right?It's reasonable to live a little longer than you, right?
(End of this chapter)