Facing Wen Zhong's gaze full of exploration, Su Jin smiled slightly and said, "If the Saint Tongtian was willing to accept me as his personal disciple, I would naturally not have any objection."

Wen Zhong: "..."

Becoming a disciple of the Jie Sect is completely different from being a saint. Being a registered disciple is also different from being a personal disciple!

Although the Saint Tongtian claimed that there was no difference in religion, the Jie Sect also gained the reputation of a thousand immortals coming to pay tribute. But for those who passed on their own disciples, after so many years, there has been no change.

The Taoist Duobao, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the Holy Mother of the Wudang, the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, Zhao Gongming, Shi Ji, Sanxiao, etc. All of the above are powerful people who were powerful in the three realms in ancient times, so how could Shen Gongbao be compared?

In Wen Zhong's opinion, as long as Shen Gongbao is interested and Jie Sect is interested, it is no problem to let him enter the door, but the upper limit is just a registered disciple, and the most likely to be a disciple who becomes a second-generation disciple. Among them, the lowest lower limit is to worship under the Sanxiao Sect and become the descendant of Sanxiao.

Want to become a saint's personal disciple...what dreams?

"I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, and Shen Dao's kindness." Wen Zhong laughed at the other party's overestimation, but he didn't show any of it on his face, and even bowed and praised him.

Su Jin didn't see anything unusual in the old guy's eyes, and he blew, "I can't call myself awesome, I just understand what I want... Shiji, it's getting late, so let's go quickly!"

Shi Ji smiled silently, waved at Wen Zhong, and stepped up to the black demon clouds that were constantly gathering at Su Jin's feet.

"Taishi, are you okay? When the demon cloud turned into a black light and disappeared into the distant sky, a man with a yellow face, a thick nose, thick eyebrows and short beard, and a blue big sword on his waist slowly came to Wen Zhong.

"The identity of that woman is not easy to reveal, but you should be familiar with the name of that man." Wen Zhong withdrew his gaze to the sky and stared at the yellow-faced man.

When he stared at it like this, the yellow-faced man's heart tightened, and a hint of doubt appeared on his face: "What's the name?"

"It's the monster that caused trouble to the Shang Dynasty in your mouth, Shen Gongbao!"

The yellow-faced man was slightly stunned and said in surprise: "Shen Gongbao? How dare he come to see Master Taishi?!"

"Not only came to see me, he also told me that he was protecting the Shang Dynasty..."

"It's nonsense, nonsense!" Before Wen Zhong finished speaking, the yellow-faced man who was too excited shouted loudly: "Shen Gongbao used power tricks, manipulated the court, and used the king's trust to do evil in Chaoge City. This is a recognized fact. How could he protect the Shang Dynasty!"

"I didn't question you, what were you excited?" Wen Zhongleng shouted.

The yellow-faced man's face froze, and he exhaled a long breath of turbid breath, and said with a wry smile: "I just can't stand this kind of traitor, and I get angry as soon as I lift it up..."

Wen Zhongtan said: "Xiao Jia, you are the scout leader in the army and the most informed person in the entire army. Therefore, even if you are in Beihai and say how unbearable Shen Gongbao is, I have no doubts... Now I ask you, what is going on in Xiqi?"

Xiao Jia was silent for a moment and hesitated: "Most of my attention is focused on Chaoge..."

As he was talking, he saw Wen Zhong suddenly change his face, and hurriedly changed his words: "But he is not ignorant of Xiqi's situation."

"Tell me in detail, don't be lucky. If what you said is different from what Shen Gongbao said, I will collect evidence personally. If you find out that you were lying to me, don't think I will let you go!" Wen Zhong shouted in a low voice.

A hesitation flashed across Xiao Jia's face, and finally said slowly: "I received the news that Xibo Marquis of Xiqi died strangely in Chaoge City not long ago. After the news came out, the princes were in chaos, but what was strange was that Xiqi, which should have caused a storm, remained calm as usual. No one protested, no one said he wanted to find out the truth, and no one said he wanted to raise troops to avenge Ji Chang."

"Why does this happen?" Wen Zhong asked expressionlessly.

Xiao Jia said: "Because even if Ji Chang died, Xiqi still has a master, and this master is even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people than Ji Chang." Xiao Jia said: "This person is Ji Chang's second son, Ji Fa, who is less than ten years old!"

"What qualifications does a child with yellow mouth have to be more popular than Ji Chang?" Wen Zhong asked with a frown.

"This starts from when Ji Fa was born..." Xiao Jia simply talked about the vision that happened when Ji Fa was born, and finally said: "Ji Fa's later performance also proves his extraordinaryness. For the people of Xiqi today, as long as the young master is safe and sound, the sky will not fall."

"Does Ji Fa also have the title of Destiny Son?"

Xiao Jia was stunned for a moment and said, "It's not the son of destiny, but the man of destiny!"

"Why didn't you tell me these things earlier?"

"I thought you didn't pay attention to these." Xiao Jia said with little confidence: "After all, in your heart, the princes are not worth worrying about, and there is no need to pay special attention. The king and the court are the key points you should pay attention to."

"Bang!" Wen Zhong suddenly tugged Xiao Jia's forehead hard, and the huge force instantly knocked him to the ground, bleeding from his five orifices, and he lay on the ground and kept twitching.

"No matter what reason you concealed this matter, no matter what reason you want to frame Shen Gongbao, I can't forgive you. Get up and get out of the military camp, otherwise I will kill you." Wen Zhong said coldly.

Xiao Jia endured the pain that was about to crack on his head, staggered and stood up, bowed deeply to Wen Zhong, turned around and walked out of the military camp, with his back tragic and desolate.

"Xiao Yi, follow him secretly, see where he goes, whoever he sees, and what he says." When Xiao A's figure gradually disappeared from the end of his sight, Wen Zhong said to a young man who had come to him at some point.

"Yes, Grand Master." The young man hugged him and his fists were merging into the void in a blink of an eye.

...

Penglai in this world is not a fairy mountain, but an island. Thirty-six inner islands and seventy-two outer islands stand on the vast East China Sea, like one hundred and eight gods, guarding the towering fairy mountain spiritual land in the middle.

Above the spiritual land is the Jie Sect...

In order to express your respect for the Tongtian Sect Master, Shi Ji just arrived outside the seventy-two islands, pulled Su Jin off the head of the cloud, stepped on the sea surface as pure as the blue sky, and moved forward slowly.
Chapter completed!