At this time, Wang Zhaojun was standing not far away. After hearing Luo Han's words, he chuckled and said, "Maybe that Master Yingtian still wants to observe you?"

In fact, the day after the death of the Dharma King of Drunk Bone, Yingtian Sect Master had already arrived at Bacheng.

Although Bacheng is not under the jurisdiction of the Luo family, most of the business is owned by the Luo family, and even half of the people in the army are disciples of the Luo family. It is not an exaggeration to say that this city is under the control of the Luo family. So on the day when the leader of Yingtian appeared in Bacheng, Luo family disciples sent the news out of Bacheng.

However, what surprised Luo Han was that the leader of Yingtian was staying in Bacheng and did not rush to Duanshan City until two days ago that the other party had arrived late and entered the gate of Duanshan City.

Over the past few days, Luo Han was actually a little worried, worried that the Yingtian Sect Master would see some flaws from the statue when he came to the Taoist temple, but Luo Han was obviously worried. Luna was very secretive. Unless someone broke the statue of Yingtian Daozun worshipped in the Taoist temple, he would definitely not be able to find Luo Han's small wooden sculpture inside.

"Observe me?"

Luo Han snorted lightly and said, "It's better to observe the Heavenly Demon Palace than to observe me? He, the leader of Yingtian Sect, was worried that the Heavenly Demon Palace would take revenge on the Luo family, so he was reluctant to come to Duanshan City, and he didn't dare to accept me into Yingtian Sect so early. He was worried that I would implicate Yingtian Sect!"

"After so many days, there has been no movement in the Heavenly Demon Palace. He guessed that the Heavenly Demon Palace would not cause trouble for the Luo family anymore, so he was willing to come! He is also a timid guy who can't become a great man!"

"But I'm still a little worried!"

Hearing this, Wang Zhaojun was slightly stunned: "What are the young master worried about?"

Luo Han said helplessly: "Just judging from the performance of Master Yingtian, he is definitely a cautious person. I am worried that even if he really comes to me, he will not mention taking me into Yingtian Sect again!"

"For Master Yingtian Sect, how to develop believers of Yingtian Sect and strengthen the incense of Yingtian Sect is the most important thing. As for whether I worship Yingtian Sect and become a disciple of Yingtian Sect, it is simply an optional thing."

Wang Zhaojun became even more confused: "Then why did he come to Duanshan City to do?"

Luo Han said: "He may have taken a fancy to the influence of the Luo family in the Qiongshan Land and wanted to cooperate with me. Then, with the help of my Luo family, he vigorously built the Yingtian Taoist Temple in the Qiongshan Land and developed believers."

"Of course, this is just my guess. What he thinks is still clear after seeing him."

"Where is he now?"

Wang Zhaojun said: "It's in the Chunjiang Restaurant under our Luo family!"

Luo Han nodded and slowly stood up: "Has the ancestral hall in the clan been arranged?"

Wang Zhaojun: "After the arrangement, everything is arranged according to your requirements."

"That's good!" Luo Han smiled slightly: "Whether you join the Yingtian Sect or cooperate with the Yingtian Sect, the result will be the same for me. Since he, the Yingtian Sect Master, is so careful, let's take the initiative. You can take the people to Chunjiang Restaurant in person and invite him!"

Chunjiang Restaurant, private room

An old man with white hair and beard sat quietly in front of the window. His face was calm, his breath was restrained, he was wearing a gray Taoist robe, and his dress looked extremely ordinary. If an ordinary person saw him at first sight, he would definitely mistakenly think that this was just an ordinary old Taoist priest.

"Master, we have been here for two days. When will we go to find Luo Han?" a little Taoist priest next to him spoke.

Two more Taoist priests interjected: "Yes, Master! Luo Han's talent is amazing, and he is unprecedented. He can wave his hand to kill the King of Dead Bones when he is less than nineteen years old. His strength is comparable to the masters on the earth. If he can be included in the sect, it will be a great thing for our Yingtian Sect!"

"That's right, and the Luo family has such a great influence in the Qiongshan area. We can also use the Luo family's power to build Taoist temples here to attract believers!"

This old white-haired Taoist is obviously the leader of Yingtian Sect, a powerful man at the first-level martial god realm.

The first-level martial god realm. Although such strength cannot be compared with the peak powerhouses of top sects, few people have reached the level of medium sects.

Listening to these words from the disciples beside him, Master Yingtian did not respond much.

"What do you know?"

Perhaps because he was impatient by the quarrel, the leader of Yingtian frowned and said, "How easy is it to develop our Yingtian Sect to this day? Luo Han is indeed rare in a century, or even a thousand years, not to mention whether he is willing to join the Yingtian Sect. Even if he really wants to, the leader of this leader will not dare to accept it!"

"If the leader of the school just accepted him and the people from the Demon Palace in the Demon Palace seek revenge, wouldn't it implicate our Yingtian Sect? Besides, there is a ninth-level martial god behind Luo Han as his backer. How dare I accept such a person?"

Judging from the conversation between Master Yingtian and several young Taoist priests, although this old man was timid in his work, he had no airs in front of the younger generations, and seemed not good at hiding his own ideas.

Those younger generations were not too restrained in front of him, and they obviously had been used to it for a long time.

Master Yingtian took a sip of wine and said helplessly: "You little kids, you went to Yingtian Sect when you were naked. At first, you thought you had good talent, but what happened? They lived seven or eight years older than Luo Han, and even in their teens. They didn't see you any prospects!"

"When will any of you be on the list? I will be happy to drink more drinks!"

"Oh, Luo family! If the younger generation of the Luo family were born in my Yingtian Sect, why should I be as tired as I am now? I have to run around for a little bit of incense!"

In the private room, the other Taoist priests bowed their heads.

What are the solutions? The strength of the disciples of Yingtian Sect will be affected by incense. Incense is not strong and there are not many believers. No matter how hard you try, you will still be slow to enter.

Yingtian Master naturally knew about this, so he no longer blamed them after complaining for a few words.

At this moment, the leader of Yingtian raised his eyebrows and a smile appeared on his wrinkled and old face: "Eighth-level Martial King? His aura was feminine, but full of vitality. He should be a young woman!"

"Well, there is another woman who is only a first-level martial king, but her fighting spirit is so cold that it is also a young woman!"

"It seems that Luo Han's two wives have arrived, and they are also rushing to the person who came from the leader to go out to greet him!"

In just a moment, Luna and Wang Zhaojun appeared at the door of the private room.

"Greetings to Master Yingtian, my young master heard that Master Yingtian was visiting Duanshan City in person, so I would like to ask our sisters to come and greet him!" Wang Zhaojun bowed and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.
Chapter completed!