Chapter 219: Master, the young master is stupid! (For subscription)

"Thank you Uncle for the lesson."
Takeshi Kaneshiro was respectful, and he did not overstep the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him.
"Uncle?!"
Yang Fan heard Jincheng Wu's uncle, and he narrowed his eyes.
Since it is Takeshi Kaneshiro's uncle, that means that the Taoist priest in front of him is a Taoist man.
Yang Fan once inquired about some information about the Dao Sect in private, but received very little information. He only knew that the Dao Sect was very powerful and involved in the Immortal Realm. It seemed that there was power in the Immortal Realm, and the Dao Sect of the Mortal Realm was nothing but the Dao Sect Representative in the world.
Just as Yang Fan thought, the middle-aged Taoist priest was the son of the Taoist Sect Master, named Zhang Qiwen, who was cultivated in the later stage of the Tribulation, and was also an Inner Sect elder of the Taoist Sect.
The two Taoist priests sitting next to Zhang Qiwen were both disciples of Zhang Qiwen. The male name was Zhang Zhengping. He was also a distant relative of Zhang Qiwen in the late Lianxu period.
The female's name is Wen Tianxin, only in the middle stage of Lianxu, but her identity is not simple. The Wen family behind Wen Tianxin has many elders in the Taoist sect. Although overseas, those elders are only elders of the outer sect, but they also have a great reputation overseas, and they are a family comparable to the tenth-level power.
The mortal world is very large, not only five continents, there are also many places overseas, and some powerful forces like to build the place of the sect overseas to avoid being besieged by other forces. Can also highlight their status.
Overseas, it is the area where other races live. Although those races do not exclude human races, they do not have a good impression. Therefore, for the cultivators of the Wuyuan Continent, the power that can establish a foothold overseas is enough to prove the power of that power.
"In that case, shopkeeper Tong, please trouble you. Give us a table of food on the fourth floor and we will eat here."
After speaking, Jin Mingyuan did not forget to glance at Takeshi Kaneshiro.
"Ok."
After hearing this, the middle-aged woman left. In less than ten minutes, a table of beautiful delicacies was put on the table, and the fragrance spread to the Jincheng Takeshi.
Fortunately, with Zhang Qiwen's enlightenment, Takeshi Kaneshiro was expressionless.
"His Royal Highness, there is one thing I have never understood."
On the table, Yang Fan deliberately bought some long-year-old Moutai from the system mall. This high-quality wine immediately attracted everyone and they were admired.
"Brother Ning, please speak."
Because the first time they drank such a delicious wine, the few people did not use their true energy to suppress their drunkenness, so their cheeks were flushed.
Among them, the old man who followed Cao Ying had the reddest cheek. He drank the most alcohol.
"Why do you play the game with great fanfare?"
"Don't you know Brother Ning?"
The one who spoke was the Three Prince Jinyutang.
Yang Fan shook his head.
"Of course it is to enter the imperial tomb."
"This kind of competition is held every ten years, and only the prince who is in the top ten can bring people into it, and according to different rankings, each person can carry different monks, but there are exceptions, such as the prince, even if he does not compete. Can enter."
"Does it matter?"
The young girl Cao Ying interrupted suddenly.
"Because you can't bring magic weapons into it, you can only carry materials to refine it. However, if you want to refine a good magic weapon, it is impossible in a short time with one person, so you need multiple people to cooperate and practice together. To reduce time. After all, there is a time limit to enter the imperial tomb."
Yang Fan and Cao Ying suddenly.
"Also, Brother Ning. If I expected it to be correct. The two gates next to the prince also want to follow the prince into the imperial tomb."
Jin Mingyuan talked freely.
"How can you see the second brother?"
The fourth prince Jin Mingjie disagrees.
"Do you know who that middle-aged Taoist priest is?"
Everyone looked at it and found nothing unusual.
"Isn't that the prince's uncle? What's the matter?"
The sixth prince Jin Lexian shook his head, saying that he could not see the doorway.
"I heard that the prince's uncle is extraordinary in strength and has a high status in the Taoist sect. He is also an eighth-level rune master."
As the name suggests, Rune Master and Array Master are two professions, but they have many similarities. To be precise, the rune master and the formation mage are in the same vein, and both need to use runes, but one uses foreign objects. One is the text itself.
But in Wuyuan Continent, in terms of status, rune masters are generally higher. There are often more runes carved into magic weapons.
"I understand. So the second brother said that the two young Taoist priests were the apprentices of the prince's uncle, and they were also rune masters!"
Jin Lexian suddenly realized.
At the same time, Ji Guogong's mansion.
"Master, it's not good."
An old man in plain clothes ran into the study of the old man of the country. With a pounding, he pushed open the door. The door hit the wall and made a loud noise, almost falling apart.
"Manager Hong, didn't I tell you? I am not allowed to disturb me while I am in the study."
In the room, a middle-aged man is sitting on the Grand Master’s chair. He has a Chinese character face, a little bald, and a bushy short beard on his mouth. He also holds a book in his hand, which is exactly a skill. law.
This person is the incumbent Ji Guo Ji Jun, a strong man in the middle of the robbery, and one of the strongest members of the Ji family.
"Master, something has happened!"
The old man in plain clothes was sweating profusely.
"What makes you panic like this?"
Ji Jun looked upset, he hated being disturbed most.
"The guards who protected the young master all have their legs cut off."
The old man flinched and dared not look directly at Ji Jun.
"What happened to Chengping?"
Ji Jun was shocked and hurriedly spoke, but he didn't care about the guards whose legs were cut off.
This is the sorrow of working for others in Wuyuan Continent.
"Master...he..."
The old man in Su Yi cowered, stammering unable to speak.
"Say it!!!"
Ji Jun roared.
"The young master's cultivation base was abolished, and he was scared of incontinence, and people were... scared stupid!
After all, the old man in plain clothes knelt directly, his forehead pressed to the ground, and he did not dare to move.
boom!
Ji Jun was so angry that the pressure was released with all his strength, and the terrifying pressure of the tribulation period enveloped the Ji Guogong. Everyone was trembling with fright, and some even passed out directly under pressure.
Fortunately, Ji Jun regained his sanity, knowing that this is his residence, and quickly put away the pressure and said coldly.
"Where is my son now?"
"In the lobby!"
Without a word, Ji Jun left the study and went to the lobby.
As soon as he arrived in the lobby, Ji Jun's pupils shrank, and his anger finally broke out.
"Check, check for me, we must find the murderer!"
"Yes!"
A subordinate led some guards to leave the Jiguo government.
"Ping'er!"
In the lobby, the brother-in-law who had been taught by Cao Ying was sitting on a chair, but he was giggling, drooling from the corners of his mouth, and seeing Ji Jun coming, he crawled to Ji Jun’s feet and pulled Ji Jun’s trouser legs. .
"Hey, are you my son?"
Suddenly, Ji Jun's face was gloomy.
This stupid boy brother is Ji Chengping, the son of Ji Jun.