Chapter 373: 373 Temptation Part 1

Chapter 373: 373 Temptation Part 1

Twelve Ancestral Houses Ning Family.

The moon-curved eaves are the architectural symbol of the Ning family.

Everywhere under the eaves, there are some small fish-shaped pendants carved from red jade.

It was drizzling.

Ning Hongli sat in the room, looking at the Patriarch Ning Yanfei in front of her, her brows were tightly furrowed.

"This matter really has nothing to do with me."

"I know it has nothing to do with you, but what I want to ask is, do you know some of the details involved in this case." Ning Yanfei said seriously. "The merchants are not easy to fool. They saw the conflict between you and Shang Dingye before. Now that Shang Dingye is missing, if you say you have nothing to do, you have to believe them."

"But we are the Ning family here, if they have evidence, they can come and get me!" Ning Hongli said in a deep voice.

"The business is very powerful. Our Ning family has inherited a lot from them." Ning Yanfei said helplessly. "Hongli, although this matter has nothing to do with you, I can also see that you have never lied since you were a child, and you are a proud enough person. But you should go to the merchant to apologize for this matter."

"I said it has nothing to do with me! Why should I apologize!?" Ning Hongli said in amazement.

"I understand, but it's useless if I'm the only one who understands. It's not your fault to make the merchants believe that you didn't do it. The disappearance of a grandmaster has too much impact." Ning Yanfei said helplessly.

Ning Hongli was speechless.

Among the twelve palace masters, the palace master of her Ning family is often called the weakest palace master.

She thought it was just a rumor before.

Now it seems that, as a grandmaster, she has to go to the merchant to apologize because of an unfounded suspicion? ?

It's a joke in the world!

Where is she going to put the face of the Ning family! ?

"Sister, do you know what you're talking about!?" Ning Hongli closed her eyes, suppressing her emotions.

"I know very well. Hongli, this is what we owed others, back then."

"I don't want to listen to the past, I'll just talk about the present. Human favors and facts, one counts! I'm talking about the present!" Ning Hongli said seriously.

The grandmaster's aura subconsciously dissipated slowly.

Ning Yanfei fell silent, picked up the milk tea in front of her, but just shook it to make the liquid in it swirl, and did not drink it.

The two were silent for a moment.

Ning Yanfei spoke again.

"Now this matter, I hope it will be handled properly before the return of the merchant's mansion, and there will be no leftovers. I, the Ning family, cannot be implicated in this matter. Do you understand, Hong Li?"

"I don't understand! Why do we have to give way every time!?" Ning Hongli raised her voice.

"No reason, this is what we owe others." Ning Yanfei closed her eyes and replied calmly.

"Owing them??! You have your principles, you have clear grievances and grievances, and you must reciprocate, that's you! But you can't use your principles to oppress all of us, oppressing us must do according to your ideas!"

Boom!

Ning Hongli slapped the table with a slap, making a deep palm print on the hard black wooden table.

"Your business is your business, and the Ning family's business is the Ning family's!" She said loudly, short of breath.

"Hongli, I'm doing it for your own good. Why are you always so disobedient?" Ning Yanfei lowered her eyes and said softly.

"Do you want me to go to the merchant to kill people now?" Ning Hongli suddenly smiled.

"." Ning Yanfei was silent.

Any guru has her own absolute confidence in her mind, so she tries to persuade in a soft way.

But now it seems that it still failed.

"Just an apology can maximize the avoidance of possible dangerous threats? Such a simple thing can gain such great benefits, why don't you want to?" She sighed softly.

"Not all people in the world only look at the pros and cons. My sister, not everyone, is willing to do anything according to your arrangement."

Ning Hongli stood up, turned and left.

Seeing her leaving angrily, Ning Yanfei sighed silently and sat quietly in her seat.

a long time.

She lowered her head and drank the milk tea in the cup in one gulp.

Raising his head again, there was already a thin figure on the futon that Ning Hongli was sitting in front of him.

The other party was wearing a light yellow hat and a purple robe. The black veil was hanging down from the hat to cover his face. He could vaguely see that he was wearing a black ghost mask under the black veil.

"It seems that she is not very willing to listen to you." The voice of the black yarn man was strange, neither male nor female, as if it was some kind of falsetto.

"Grandmaster has his own heart, it's normal." Ning Yanfei didn't change her face, "In the big clan, there are very few people with a pure conscience like her. Perhaps, you can try to slowly develop her to join."

"Perhaps. But at this stage, we still have to hide our strengths and bide our time, and don't be in a hurry. Let you force it first. When the time is right, you can induce it in one fell swoop." The man in black yarn replied. "In addition, the Daoist sect designed to trap the other two sects through this move, and may be able to secure the throne of the world's number one sect in the future."

"Jin Yuyan and Yue Dewen are worthy of being old partners. Back then, they were able to escape unscathed after their calculations failed. Now they have been dormant for many years, and they shot with one stroke. If they hit Qicun, the general situation is set." Ning Yanfei said.

"Don't worry, don't worry. The one above is about to die. They are consuming our strength. Don't you know that we are also getting familiar with their strength.

Just watch, I'm waiting for their people to come, so I can't hold back much time. "The black gauze man smiled slightly, stood up, and disappeared in a flash.

"Then I'll bear it any longer." Ning Yanfei closed her eyes, rubbing the cup with her fingers, wondering what she was thinking.

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Simply pack your luggage.

Zhang Rongfang was dressed in black shorts, short-sleeved trousers, a wide snakeskin belt around his waist, and separate small bags hanging from the back, like bunches of black grapes.

After changing his body shape, he arranged for the person who would dress him up to be the old Taoist in Chenxiang Palace.

This person's acting skills are lifelike and majestic, he looks even more like the governor of the church than himself.

So it is most suitable for him to dress up.

After confirming everything, he set off that night without notifying anyone, just left a few letters, and then left.

Leaving from Qingchuan Mansion, he did not take land, but took a boat.

Within the jurisdiction of Qingchuan Prefecture, there is Qingchuan Port. Although there are not many ships in it, there are also various types of cargo ships going to other places.

Before the Emperor Ling called him up on the surface, it was in the name of rectifying and developing the port.

Zhang Rongfang boarded one at random. Borrowing the name of the school students going out for travel, they went down the ocean to Jiuzhou Port near Wushan Mansion.

He planned to go to Wushan Mansion to visit his sister and the others first, and then go to Dan Province where the Wuding Sect is located.

On the way, he inquired about the real whereabouts of Master Yue.

and the moon king

He always felt that the appearance of the Moon King was too coincidental. It seems like deliberately cooperating with Daoism to make a move.

But it is clear that the induction door and Taoism are feuds again.

To cooperate with each other, we must let go of many previous hatreds.

Wow.

The waves beat against the hull, making a muffled sound.

It also pulled Zhang Rongfang back from thinking.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, looking at the outline of Qingchuan Port that was gradually moving away, but he felt a sense of relief in getting out of the cage.

'From now on, I am not Zhang Ying, but Zhang Jing. '

It is his old traditional art to pinch out characters and change his name.

At this moment, he doesn't need to think about hiding his strength any more, what he wants is to do what he wants to do.

"Mr. Zhang, is this the first time you have left your hometown?" Yan Zheng, the owner of the boat beside him, walked over slowly with a pipe in his hand.

"My hometown is not here. I came here to make money temporarily." Zhang Rongfang replied with a smile.

"Actually, Qingchuan Mansion is very good and safe. You can consider buying real estate here. If Mr. Zhang is interested, you can ask me, Lao Yan, to do it for you. I will give you a 20% discount for the sake of meeting fate." Yan Zheng, the boss of the boat He said with a smile.

"Then thank you brother Yan." Zhang Rongfang said with a smile.

"Is Uncle Zhang a martial arts practitioner?" On the side deck, a short-haired girl with big eyes and a slim figure came forward.

The girl has slender legs and a healthy wheat-colored skin. She only wears a tube top on her moderate chest, and her lower body is gray tight-fitting trousers, which outlines a slender and full curve.

It looks like regular exercise.

"Why do you call me uncle? I'm the youngest?" Zhang Rongfang was speechless, stroking the beard on his chin.

"I'm seventeen years old, and my dad said you should be thirty soon, so what should you call me if you're not uncle?" the girl asked with her eyes wide open.

"Brother?" Zhang Rongfang tried.

"Slightly slightly slightly~~~ Don't be shy." The girl made a grimace by pulling the corners of her eyes with her fingers.

Both Zhang Rongfang and Yan Zheng laughed.

The ship slowly moved away.

Zhang Rongfang's mood also gradually calmed down, chatting with the two father and daughter at the same time.

The ship he was on was called Feiyun, and it was said that it was a retired warship that had participated in the expedition to the Japanese Islands.

It's just that in recent years, the navy is changing with each passing day, and the replacement of ships is very fast.

So a large number of ships were sold to merchants.

In addition to carrying a large amount of cargo, Feiyun also carried more than 30 passengers.

These days, no one who can afford a long-distance passenger ship is without money.

Had lunch.

Zhang Rongfang returned to the cabin and took out the statue of the blood god from his arms again when he left.

After careful study, there are no more hints even in the property bar.

So he tried to destroy its body with brute force.

Surprisingly, it was found that the statue was quite strong.

With his current strength, he couldn't destroy it in the slightest.

He vaguely remembered that when he just obtained the statue, it was not so hard.

After the research was fruitless, Zhang Rongfang finally set his sights on literary skills.

"Without the master's token monitoring, now is the time to improve your literary skills."

Inside the cabin room.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and his eyes fell on the attribute points accumulated in the past few days.

'Available attributes: 10'

But Wen Gong is still at the original progress.

'Taishang Mingxu Gong (Fifth Realm - Yuanying Late Stage)'

"Let's start this time, let's see what the effect will be if we break through to refine the gods."

If it weren't for the master's monitoring, he would have wanted to improve his literary skills and save attribute points.

You must know that it is more cost-effective to increase one level of literary skills than directly adding points to health.

It's a pity that because of this reason, he has been dragged on for so many years.

Now, the opportunity finally came.

In the cabin, Zhang Rongfang focused his attention on the plus sign behind Taishangming Xugong, imagining a little touch.

With a swipe, the remaining attribute points were reduced by three points.

And the realm of Yuan Ying's later stage is also blurred. Soon, after a few seconds, the handwriting recovered again, and it had already become a new realm: the early stage of refining gods.

At the same time, countless memories of him cultivating literary skills and meditating day and night also flooded his mind.

But now, Zhang Rongfang is no longer dizzy because of this memory, he is gradually getting used to this level of intensity.

Simple and simple, after entering the refining spirit, he carefully closed his eyes to experience it.

First of all, the Nascent Soul's qi and blood mass on the chest and abdomen are slowly splitting apart, like a spring silkworm spinning silk, releasing a tiny stream of light air, which travels along the meridian and enters the mind.