Dong Yunju's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations, including Wu Zhongyuan. Dong Yunju's attitude was so humble and smiled so sincerely that it was impossible to tell that he was pretending to be fake.

Before everyone could come to their senses, Dong Yunju had already arrived beside Wu Zhongyuan and bent down to reach out, "Sir, thank you all the hard work, please sit in the inner house."

After Dong Yunju finished speaking, he did not wait for Wu Zhongyuan to answer the conversation, and shouted loudly to everyone under his command, "Why are you still standing there? Lord Huangdi is here to come and immediately summon the old and young people in the village to greet him!"

Everyone looked at each other, and the burly man was surprised and said, "Master, you are very happy today..."

Before the burly man finished speaking, Dong Yunju waved his hand and interrupted him, "This is a small matter, and it will be cancelled immediately. Lord, the Holy Lord of the King, Qu, and we should gather the strength of the entire village to welcome the hospitality."

Wu Zhongyuan tilted his head and looked at Dong Yunju. This old guy was a discerning person. Through a brief observation, he confirmed that he was Wu Zhongyuan himself. He also guessed through his tone and expression that he was here to find fault this time. He knew that the situation was dangerous, so he would be humble and respectful to him and do his best to flatter him. His ultimate goal was to use his face to keep him away, so that he could not turn his back on his face.

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan looking at him, Dong Yunju showed a smile looking up on his face, but he did not contact Wu Zhongyuan's eyes. Instead, he walked to his subordinates and slapped the minions holding weapons. "You haven't put away the weapons yet, it's really blinding your dog's eyes. If you offend Lord Huangdi, you will all be chopped and killed."

Dong Yunju made a heavy move, and the minion vomited blood. The burly man was not spared. He took the copper stick and kicked it away.

Wu Zhongyuan knew why Dong Yunju had to take such a heavy move, and also knew that Dong Yunju was waiting for him to stop him. As long as he spoke to stop him, he would not be able to turn against him again.

After seeing this, Wu Zhongyuan did not say anything to stop him, and let Dong Yunju beat all the minions.

After beating the minion, Dong Yunju returned to Wu Zhongyuan and raised his hand to invite the guests, "Sir, please."

"No need, I'm not here to be a guest." Wu Zhongyuan said coldly.

"What kind of instructions do you have? Just tell me." Dong Yunju said. After saying that, before Wu Zhongyuan spoke, he walked over to the people of Luming Valley. While walking, he raised his hand to salute, "Friends are here, I'm here, I'm here, come, please come and invite the girl out and see your relatives."

After saying that, Dong Yunju held the old patriarch's hand, "Shame, ashamed, alas, these bastards are acting on their own, I have been scrupulous. I see that the girl Qi looks worried and is not really willing. She is about to send someone to send her back. You are here just in time. After dinner together, I will pick her up. I will give her another apologies gift."

Dong Yunju was kind to him, but the old patriarch was so scared that he shivered. Dong Yunju was the overlord of the country, and he did not have this kind of face on weekdays.

Before the old patriarch could answer, Dong Yunju let go of his hand, turned around and ordered everyone to carry the seat for Wu Zhongyuan, then raised his anger and shouted, summoning everyone from the mountain village to greet him.

Dongyunju is a master of Taixuan. He raised his anger and shouted. People in the whole village could hear it and gathered here from all over the place.

"The Lord of Dongzhai shouted loudly, and his spiritual energy cultivation is really not low." Wu Zhongyuan sneered. Dong Yunju used tens of his spiritual energy when he shouted before, which was equivalent to indirectly showing his strength. His purpose was also very simple, so that he would be afraid and not act rashly.

Dong Yunju did think this, but he never thought that Wu Zhongyuan would make a point. When he heard Wu Zhongyuan's words, he knew that his visitor was not good. He knew that the battle was about to begin, and life and death were hanging on the line. He became more cautious and humble. "I was ashamed and ashamed, and I was eager to call everyone out to take the lead. His voice was a little louder, rude and rude, and my cultivation was not worth mentioning. I lived to be seventy or eighty years old to obtain this ability. I have been promoted to purple qi in just ten years. I am really the reincarnation of the golden dragon and the creation is in heaven. Is it so great that I can achieve success in the future?

At this time, many people had gathered around, one of them was all stunned. They had never seen Dong Yunju so respectful to someone, and Dong Yunju's flattery was too obvious, and he did not consider his own face at all.

As the saying goes, "The evil fist does not hit people with a smile. At this time, Wu Zhongyuan knew that he could not fight today, but he was unwilling to let Dongyunju go. "The leader of the Dongzhai Village is the leader of the bandit in the south. He has done many evil deeds and is full of evil. Why are he so polite to Wu today?"

As soon as Wu Zhongyuan said this, everyone around him changed their color. Wu Zhongyuan's words were too sharp and he did not give him any face at all. In fact, this is no longer a question of whether he gives him face or not. It is simply a rebuke and insult.

Wu Zhongyuan made him unable to come down in front of so many people. Dong Yunju's anger can be imagined, but after eager consideration and weighing, he thought that he could not afford to offend Wu Zhongyuan, so he had to suppress his anger and smiled, "My lord is talking and laughing. "My lord is Huangdi, the Lord of the World, the King of the People, and the Lord of Qu, come here. How dare I lose my etiquette?"

After saying that, he pointed to some children not far away, "My adults scolded him that there are many people in Taiping Village. In order to fill the crowd with the old and young people in the village, we have done some things that harm others and benefit ourselves. Alas, I feel ashamed."

Wu Zhongyuan frowned and glanced at Dong Yunju, and then looked around. There were indeed many elderly, weak, women and children in Taiping Village. The reason why Dong Yunju summoned everyone was to let him see the elderly and children in the city, and he felt pity for him and showed mercy.

At this moment, someone brought the wooden chair over. Dong Yunju ran over quickly, picked up the wooden chair, brought it over and placed it behind Wu Zhongyuan, waved his sleeves and slapped it repeatedly, "Sir, please sit down."

Wu Zhongyuan did not take his seat, but just looked at Dongyunju coldly. People like Taipingzhai could not move to Zhongtu. First, no one wanted them in Zhongtu, and second, they did not want to go to Zhongtu. If they stayed here, once the five seals disappeared, these people would definitely be traitors. They should not let them go just because Dongyunju gave in and begged for mercy, otherwise there would be endless troubles in the future.

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan's eyes were not good, Dong Yunju hurriedly removed his gaze and did not look at him. "I found two strange things earlier. I wanted to offer them to the Lord, but I was suffering from not knowing where the Lord was. The Lord was coming just right, so I will take them to offer them to the Lord."

After saying that, without waiting for Wu Zhongyuan to express his opinion, he turned around and ran away without flying in the air. He ran away with his fat belly.

Wu Zhongyuan did not stop him from leaving. Dongyunju was a monk with a temple. It was impossible for him to escape alone by leaving Taiping Village, which he had worked hard to manage so many times.

When Dongyunju ran away, the old patriarch of Luming Valley came over and whispered, "Stop when you see it is good, don't make any troubles."

Wu Zhongyuan frowned and tilted his head.

The old patriarch said again, "Save the sister Shi Xiao and leave earlier. If you treat him like this, if he sees the flaws, you will probably crush us and others."

"You are blind, he is not blind." Wu Zhongyuan took a step back and sat on the big chair with his backrest.

The old patriarch complained, and it would be fine if he didn't persuade him. After he persuaded Wu Zhongyuan, he sat down. Seeing this attitude, he really didn't want to stop when he saw the situation.

Because he had many eyes and ears around him, he could not say much. Now it was already difficult to get off the tiger. When he left, he didn't have to say anything, it depends on Wu Zhongyuan's mood.

Soon, Dong Yunju came back, holding a bunch of things in his hand, two gray flat boxes, and a bunch of things like books.

Several women came back with him. One of the young women saw the old patriarch and ran towards him shouting "Dad".

Wu Zhongyuan glanced at the woman. She was a 15 or 16-year-old girl, thin and slim and childish.

Seeing that Dong Yunju had brought a lot of things, someone came forward to greet him. Dong Yunju handed over the account books to the man and walked towards Wu Zhongyuan with the two gray boxes.

Fearing that Wu Zhongyuan misunderstood that he wanted to cast a hidden weapon, Dong Yunju turned his back to Wu Zhongyuan and opened one of the boxes, then turned around to show it to him, "Sir, please see."

Before Dongyunju opened the box, Wu Zhongyuan had discovered that the box was made of iron, and iron tools blocked yin and yang. Dongyunju used an iron box to store it, which meant that he was worried that the things inside would leak out. After seeing the things in the box clearly, Wu Zhongyuan knew why Dongyunju had to use an iron box.

The box was filled with a yellow weapon. Wu Zhongyuan had never seen a similar weapon. It was about two feet long and looked like a short sword, but it was essentially different from a short sword. Whether it was the handle or the body of the sword, it was round. The part close to the handle was about the thickness of a thumb, and the thinner the further forward.

Although Wu Zhongyuan had never seen this weapon before and did not know what this object was, this object made him feel familiar, and the strange feather patterns on the sword also made him very puzzled.

After looking closely, I finally found clues. The dense feather patterns on the sword are not real feather patterns. The veins of each feather are a stretching and contracting link. This is a stretching and contracting weapon. According to the veins, there are at least dozens of them.

Wu Zhongyuan reached out to grab the short sword, looked at it and found where the locking tenon was located. He got off the seat and stood up. While holding it, he pressed the locking tenon on the handle with his thumb, and shook it backwards. The short sword suddenly stretched out, winding two feet, turning into a golden long whip.

Press the snail tenon again, retract in reverse, and retract the long whip quickly.

At this point, Wu Zhongyuan determined the identity of this weapon, which is the Pengfeng Whip, which is the Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-Yin-

Just as he was about to ask about the origin of this thing, Dongyunju opened another iron box, smiled all over his face, and presented it to the display, "Sir, look again."

Wu Zhongyuan looked down at the iron box and saw a purple-red chain placed in the iron box. The chain was two fingers in thickness, slightly flat and round, and the structure was very strange. Two rings and one buckle, four rings and another buckle, eight rings and sixty-four rings and one buckle, one buckle, one buckle, and even sixty-four rings. The characteristics of this structure are similar to those of Pengfeng Whip, and they can all be stretched and retracted.

I reached out and took it out carefully. I found that there was no distinction between the beginning and the end of this object. I could hold it at one end. The shape of the instrument was ancient and clumsy, agile and heavy, and it was intimately the great cleverness of the spiritual essence of the creature.

Calculated according to the number of ring buckles, the limit length of this object should be about three zhang, which is one zhang longer than the Pengfeng Whip.

You can judge the origin of this object without examining it, just by looking at the shape and color of the chain. This is also a spiritual magic weapon created by the phoenix qi, called the Owl Phoenix Screw.

"These two strange things are hard to come by. I have always wanted to return the things to the original owner, but I have no idea where the adults are." Dong Yunju explained with a smile.

Wu Zhongyuan did not respond. The reason why Dong Yunju took the initiative to hand over these two weapons must be because he suspected that he had heard some news, so he came to find fault with purpose. He didn't know that these two psychic weapons were in the hands of Dong Yunju. Dong Yunju's move was a self-reporter.

Dong Yunju's behavior is a confession. It is logical that he should be lenient, but he does not want to let Dong Yunju go. It is obviously a future problem. How can he be merciful?
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