"Junior Brother Cheng, I'm afraid I can't agree to you."

Xu Zhen showed a look of embarrassment on his face: "Before leaving, the master told him that he did not want to be disturbed by others."

“I have a very important report.”

Cheng Feng emphasized his tone on the four words "very important", fearing that Xu Zhen would not believe it, and then added with a serious look: "It is even possible that Wuji Sect will suffer a catastrophe!"

"A catastrophe?"

Xu Zhen seemed to be frightened by Cheng Feng, and was stunned for a few seconds before laughing: "My Wuji Sect has been passed down to this day, and I have faced countless challenges and dangers, but I am still standing among the top sects. No one can shake our foundation.

, So, Junior Brother Cheng, don’t be sensational.”

"I'm not sensational."

Cheng Feng's forehead burst out blue veins and said anxiously: "Senior Brother Xu, although there have been some unpleasant experiences between us, do you think I am the kind of nonsense? I guarantee that I have no falsehood in my words,

Otherwise, I will be hit by five thunder in the sky and I will not die well!"

Xu Zhen slowly put away his smile.

He finally realized that Cheng Feng was not joking with him.

"Can you tell me what the hell is?"

Xu Zhen narrowed his eyes and carefully observed Cheng Feng's expression.

"cannot."

Cheng Feng shook his head flatly and rejected Xu Zhen's request: "I can't tell anyone except the master about that matter. Please forgive me for your senior brother."

Xu Zhen wrapped his arms around his chest, rubbed the beard stubble on his chin with one hand, and was speechless.

In fact, he was weighing his heart.

"Okay, I'll take you to see the master."

Without thinking for too long, Xu Zhen quickly made a decision: "However, declare in advance that if the master blames you for this, I will not take the blame for it."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and solemnly clasped his fists at Xu Zhen: "Thank you, senior brother."

*******

This is a low and unknown mountain peak, about seven or eight hundred meters high. A bluestone path twists and winds along the mountain, leading directly to the top of the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

There is a Taoist temple with white walls and black tiles on the top of the mountain. It is nestled among the trees, exuding a quiet and distant atmosphere, as if it has experienced the vicissitudes of time.

Although this Taoist temple is very broken, old, and has no pilgrims, the environment is very clean, and the stone slabs laid on the ground are spotless, even if there are lush weeds growing between the stone slabs.

After more than three hours of long journey, Cheng Feng and Xu Zhen finally arrived here.

The two stood outside the Taoist temple gate, and their moods were different.

Cheng Feng's heart was full of contradictions and uneasiness, and he didn't know where his destiny would go.

"What if... what Uncle Gong did was acquiesced by the master?"

Suddenly, a terrible thought popped up in Cheng Feng's mind.

"No, I can't scare myself. The master is not that kind of person. Besides, I have no way out at this point."

Cheng Feng shook his head hard, as if he wanted to get rid of all the chaotic distractions.

"Shh!"

Xu Zhen frowned slightly, and made a gesture of silence at Cheng Feng, and his tone was a little dissatisfied: "Be quiet, the master is inside, don't disturb him."

"sorry."

Cheng Feng apologized quickly.

Xu Zhen glanced at Cheng Feng again, wanted to say something, but finally held it back.

He tidied up his lower collar, his legs together, his spine straightened, and bowed to the closed Taoist temple gate: "Disciple Xu Zhen, with his junior brother Cheng Feng, come to pay homage to the master."

Cheng Feng, who was standing next to him, drew the same gourd.

About ten seconds later, a gap was opened at the door of the Taoist temple, and then a tall and thin figure flashed out.

The figure was a gray-haired middle-aged man wearing an equally gray training suit, with scars on his face crisscrossing, looking extremely terrifying.

The middle-aged man looked down at Xu Zhen and Cheng Feng with his lips moving slightly, making a harsh sound, like two saws rubbing against each other: "The head of the sect is in seclusion."

Xu Zhen winked at Cheng Feng, who understood and looked up at the middle-aged man, saying respectfully: "Disciple has any major matters involving the entire Wuji Sect. Please ask the uncle to be polite. If the master blames him, I am willing to bear it with all my strength."

The middle-aged man stared at Cheng Feng's face, his eyes numb and empty, with some inexplicable sense of oppression.

Even though Cheng Feng's strength is not inferior to the other party, he can't help but feel a chill on his back.

Because he knew the identity of the middle-aged man, if Gong Yuanlong and Peng Xiangyun were Chen Hanzhou's right-hand men, then this middle-aged man was Chen Hanzhou's shadow.

He is wherever Chen Hanzhou is. He is not only responsible for Chen Hanzhou's daily life, but also handles certain shameful affairs for Chen Hanzhou.

"You, come in."

The middle-aged man pointed his finger at Cheng Feng, and then pointed at Xu Zhen again: "You, wait outside."

The two of them agreed in unison.

Cheng Feng followed the middle-aged man into the Taoist temple, walked through the weedy square, and finally met Chen Hanzhou in the Sanqing Hall in the middle.

Chen Hanzhou sat cross-legged on a futon with his eyes closed, wearing a dark gray Taoist robe. His clear face was quiet and indifferent, his temperament was high and distant, and his breathing was gentle and long.

"Plop!"

Cheng Feng knelt down on both knees, gave Chen Hanzhou a big gift, and said sadly: "Please help me! Please help me to save Wuji Sect!"

A strong wind suddenly broke out in the Sanqing Hall.

"Crazy!"

The strong winds that came from somewhere gathered around Chen Hanzhou. They were as violent as hurricanes, but when they touched Chen Hanzhou's body, they became as gentle as the spring breeze.

As the wind surrounds, Chen Hanzhou's eyelids move.

Although he did not open it, Cheng Feng, who was kneeling on the ground, felt a gaze falling from an extremely high and far away on himself.

"Why are you so panicked?"

A voice without joy or sorrow sounded in Cheng Feng's ears.

"Uncle Gong violated your order and was ready to attack Your Excellency Lin Chong." Cheng Feng's forehead pressed against the ground and said in as concise and clear words as possible.

As soon as the words fell, the strong wind suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Chen Hanzhou slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes turned pale golden, which looked a bit like Du Huaizhen, but there was a clear difference.

Chen Hanzhou asked indifferently: "Why did he violate my order?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

Cheng Feng listened to the sound coming from the front, his body trembled and his head leaned lower.

"What do you know?"

"This morning, Uncle Gong asked his disciples to deliver the letter on his behalf, asking His Excellency Lin Chong to go to Yulouyuan for a banquet in three days, claiming that he is willing to apologize to him in person, and on behalf of Wuji Sect, he resolves his grudges and returns to the alliance again, but the disciples think,

Apology is just a manifestation. Uncle Gong’s real intention is to assassinate Lord Lin Chong at the banquet..."

“Is there any evidence?”

Cheng Feng sweated like a slurry and said hesitantly: "No...No..."
Chapter completed!