All-Heavens Dream Plunderer

2021-06-03

Chapter 97 Wuyinge

This gallant young man is the third Flood Dragon on the list of people, the sick Nahai, At the same time, he is also the only son who is ill.

The third place on the trifling list doesn’t affect his ambitions in the slightest.

Because he had a Legendary father, and he used that as a role model since he was a kid.

Sickness has arisen from the very beginning, and there is neither teacher nor Divine Art.

Cultivation is the most common 12 strokes of rolling river boxing on the water in southern Hunan.

Bill Qianqiu has never been on the list of people, and has never had a record of teenage fame.

It really deserves to be called. Thirty years ago, no one in the world knew him.

Thirty years later, who in the world doesn’t know it?

He is a representative of late bloomers. He started from scratch at the age of forty and started the Cao Gang. In just 30 years, he even dominated Xiangshui and was promoted to one of the eight gangs in the world.

Bill Qianqiu still has 12 bland rolling river fists in his hands, but it has evolved in his hands, running amuck throughout the world, and there is no rival.

Other people’s fists are rolling rivers, but the sick fists are called turning rivers and seas.

The first place on the list, the boxing all over the world – sick forever.

It is recognized in all corners of the world that the power of boxing is stronger than Qianqiu’s boxing.

With such an ordinary father, Bing Nahai will never be arrogant, nor will he be satisfied with the status quo, but will only do better.

In the ship building.

Sick Qianqiu lightly opened the mouth and said: “I intend to wipe out the Ru’an Mansion. If I ask you to do it, how would you do it?”

Sick Nahai didn’t hesitate, or asked Will this lead to a direct war with the Seasand Gang,

just ask: “How many people will the father give me?”

Sick Qianqiu gave birth to a finger: “One person.”

“Who?”

Sick Qianqiu spit out slowly: “Xiong Haipeng.”

Sick Nahai has a little surprise in his eyes: “The white-headed overlord Xiong Haipeng?”

Sick Qianqiu nodded: “Yes.”

“It turns out that the father has already made arrangements.”

Sick Qianqiu quietly looked at the river: “Prepare for a rainy day, Among the planning strategies, the decisive victory is beyond a thousand li.”

“Child keep in mind!”

“With his help, can Ruan be wiped out?”

“No problem.”

“Go ahead then, besides, he’s your Seventh Senior Brother.”

……

Ruan, reply sea gang.

Xiong Haipeng has a square-shaped face, which is quite powerful.

He is clearly in his prime, but he is full of white hair, and these white hairs increase the Legendary attribute on his body.

Outsiders only think that Xiong Haipeng can use his bare hands to lay down the huge foundation of the Fuhai Gang in more than ten years. It takes too much effort.

The white-headed overlord Xiong Haipeng and the same self-made sick Qianqiu are often referred to together.

I don’t know that there is a relationship between the two that no one else knows about.

Holding the letter in his hand, there are several powerful and profound characters on it – My disciple personally enlightens.

Xiong Haipeng looked at the big characters, the imposing manner was strong, how could he not be familiar with it?

In an instant, I recalled my own martial arts training decades ago.

The extremely tall man looked at him, opened the mouth and said: “What martial arts do you want to learn?”

“Like an eagle, you can look down on the world. martial arts.” The young Xiong Haipeng straightened his back and spoke loudly.

“Okay! Look at my claw.”

As he spoke, the man rushed into the sky in an imposing manner, like an eagle spreading its wings, poking out one claw and sweeping the storm, The five fingers directly tore the sky, forming five cracks in the air, swallowing the dust.

In recent years, he has become a white-headed overlord, and countless people have praised himself for his Claw Art, which shows heroic spirit in every move.

But recalling the picture from decades ago, the claw of my own teacher.

Xiong Haipeng can only say that his Claw Art is too far behind.

That’s just a casual claw of my own teacher, but the style of that claw will never end in my life.

After so many years, it is clear that I have become a Grandmaster, but I still can’t see the back of my teacher.

Gradually open the letter and look at its contents.

Xiong Haipeng read, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: “Is Little Junior Brother coming?”

“The third Flood Dragon on the list of people, I don’t know how much the teacher has a punch. ?”

……

The backyard of Jinshan Temple.

Everyone knows that this is a forbidden place for their own abbot, and no one can trespass.

In the backyard at this time, the branches of several Willow Trees fluttered in the wind.

In a stone pavilion not far away, there is a stone table and four stone platforms.

A tall monk, a woman in white clothes lightly.

If others see this monk, they must be very puzzled. It is not the master here, Master Yuantong.

In the same robe, there is a somewhat delicate and pretty face.

The woman opened her mouth in surprise: “Your Appearance Changing Technique is really amazing. With my Grandmaster’s thoroughness, I can’t tell.”

Wang Meng smiled slightly: ” Sister Yuelian, this is just a little Doyle.”

Wang Yuelian looked at Wang Meng’s appearance, and smiled again: “But your bald head looks quite out of the way, really has several points of All four are empty.”

Wang Meng felt helpless, and once his Saintess came over, he let himself take off the disguise, as if he had never seen a monk.

“Sister Yuelian, stop joking, I have an idea to tell you.”

Wang Yuelian heard the words and understood that Wang Meng wanted to talk about business, so she smiled slightly: “You say Let’s do it.”

Wang Meng opened the mouth and said: “Sister Yuelian, have you ever thought about setting up a force that does not belong to Lifeless Sect, but only belongs to you?”

Wang Yuelian Hearing this, he suddenly became a little silent: “Why did you think of this?”

Wang Meng smiled slightly: “It’s not that I have been a monk for a few days. It’s a matter.”

“Sister Yuelian is not weak, but the same is true for the rest of Saintess, and they are older than elder sister, and their forces are stronger.”

Wang Yuelian snorted disdainfully: “What does it mean to be older, those are simply Old Witch.”

Wang Meng smiled slightly and didn’t talk to her when she heard this, women always have a different attitude towards age care.

Wang Meng then opened the mouth and said: “Sister Yuelian wants to surpass them, but sometimes it can’t be limited to the Hunan branch.”

“The Bi Xiangnan branch belongs to you. , also belongs to Holy Mother.”

“Sister Yuelian wants to be in that position, and the opponents are not just the rest of Saintess.”

To smart people, there are some words Wang Meng Don’t make it too clear.

Wang Yuelian wants to become the next generation Holy Mother, who are the opponents?

There are the rest of the Saintess, but the biggest competitor is not the rest of the Saintess, but the contemporary Holy Mother.

Like a secular dynasty change, the first prerequisite for princes to sit on the throne is the death of the emperor.

Not every Imperial Capital like Wang Meng will voluntarily abdicate.

Especially the Holy Mother of this generation is even more special. It has been the Holy Mother who has been sitting for 150 years.

According to the practice of previous generations of Holy Mother, it should have stepped down to become the Elder.

But this Holy Mother is too greedy for power, and she is not willing to let go now, maybe she will squeeze this power until the day she dies.

The oldest Saintess are over a hundred years old and have been waiting for almost a hundred years.

“How can there be a century-old prince in the world?”

They had long been impatient.

Young Saintess such as Wang Yuelian are pushed up by Holy Mother, in fact, to balance those older Saintess.

Although Wang Yuelian competes with the rest of the older Saintess, in some ways, they can also find common interests.

For example, let the contemporary Holy Mother abdicate. Only when she abdicates will they have a chance.

And as Wang Meng said, the Xiangnan branch seems to belong to Wang Yuelian, but the fundamental power is given to her by the contemporary Holy Mother.

Wang Yuelian wants to use this strength to compete for that position, which is very unrealistic.

Even the question is whether the people under the Shonan branch listen to Holy Mother or Wang Yuelian, Saintess.

Wang Yuelian heard the words and was silent for a while, then opened the mouth and said: “What do you think?”

Wang Meng said: “I intend to set up an Assassin Organization.”

Wang Meng said: “I intend to set up an Assassin Organization.”

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“Assassin Organization?”

“Yes! A violent organization that integrates bounty assassination and intelligence collection. All killers in the organization wear masks. Under this mask, you can There are righteous heroes, evil demons, Aristocratic Family Young Masters, and even people in the Imperial Court who can make the world for me to use…”

Listening, Wang Yuelian’s eyes became brighter and brighter, she I already understood Wang Meng’s idea.

This organization doesn’t need too many things, and killers don’t need to cultivate themselves, just need to provide a platform, an organizational framework to link the killers with some bounty tasks, when the time comes, you can make these expert for his own use.

It can even absorb some suitable people to become the direct line killers of the organization, even the management, to consolidate the power of the organization.

It has to be said that the feasibility of this plan is very high.

Especially some loose cultivators with martial power don’t mind secretly possessing the identity of an invisible killer, bringing him gold and silver.

Those wicked experts who walk the rivers and lakes don’t mind putting on a vest.

Even the “hypocrites” on the rivers and lakes don’t mind having one more identity.

This is shared thinking!

Just build a shared killer platform!

“What’s your plan? According to your idea, this Assassin Organization can be very big, even like White Lotus Religion, on the Great Wednesday 16 Provinces, and even the provinces can set up branches, Even a simple framework is a little difficult.”

Wang Meng smiled slightly: “Don’t be so troublesome, just make a name for yourself and let people know about this organization, and the rest will naturally be done for us. ”

Get famous, then start recruiting the right people, rolling out the framework all over the place, just like the franchisees later.

“How do you become famous?”

Wang Meng smiled slightly: “Assassin Organization, how do you become famous?”

“Naturally it is murder, and you want to kill fame. , someone who is strong enough.”

“Next, there is Sister Lao Yuelian, as the organization’s first gold medal killer, to hunt down a Grandmaster expert.”

Wang Yuelian nodded, indicating to understand.

He thought of something again, then opened the mouth and said: “By the way, this organization should have a name, have you thought about it?”

Wang Meng shook his head : “The name should be chosen by Sister Yuelian.”

Wang Yuelian smiled slightly: “It’s called Wuyin Pavilion.”

Wang Meng heard the words, although he thought the name was Some literary, but the mood is good.

A killer, like a fog hidden, is always good.

(End of this chapter)