The capital city is not far from Zhenwu Gate headquarters.

Calculated by straight-line distance, it is only thirty kilometers.

It is located in a major capital and commands the martial arts world, and everyone is tempted by it. This is the domineering and domineering nature of Zhenwu Sect as the number one hidden sect in the Yanhuang martial arts world.

Of course, that's all the past.

There is no doubt that the rise of Zhenwu Sect has benefited from Du Huaizhen's glory to a certain extent.

It is precisely because Du Huaizhen has the power to shake the past and present, which has made other hidden sects unable to raise their heads, that the Zhenwu Sect can continue to expand and annex and suppress dissidents.

Although Du Huaizhen and Zhenwu Sect later drew a clear line and started a new job, there was still a bit of incense, and no sect dared to provoke the majesty of Zhenwu Sect.

As Du Huaizhen got tired of the world, broke through the world, and Chen Hanzhou successfully retreated and entered Gangjin, the Zhenwu Sect lost the throne of the first hidden sect.

It can be seen from this that the rise, decline, honor and disgrace of hidden sects is closely related to the top combat power.

If there is no strong enough top combat power to take charge, no matter how wide the territory, how many disciples, and how rich the foundation, it will be just a castle in the air.

When Du Huaizhen decided to leave, the halo that enveloped Zhenwu Gate also dissipated.

The strong sense of uneasiness and gap made Zhenwumen unable to wait to prove themselves and show their force to the world, so they provoked the chaos in the eastern provinces.

However, the wonder of fate

The point is that it is unpredictable and unpredictable.

The Zhenwu Sect and the Tianlong Sect were determined to fight for fame and fortune, and they killed each other so much that blood flowed into a river, but in turn made wedding dresses for the Wuji Sect.

Speaking of the sense of gap, Ning Zheng actually has it.

Even stronger than others.

After all, he is Du Huaizhen's disciple, living under the latter's wings. He is respectful no matter who sees him, and has almost never encountered setbacks.

But now everything depends on himself.

No one will curry favor with him, nor will anyone please him.

What he wants must be fought for with his hands.

With this determination, Ning Zheng left the Zhenwu Gate headquarters alone and came to Zhigeyuan near the Wu League.

The black and red tower that Du Huaizhen used to live for many years still stands tall, like a sharp sword, penetrates straight into the sky, but the building is empty inside.

The entire Zhige Garden exudes a sense of desolation and loneliness, which just fits Ning Zheng’s mood at this moment.

Ning Zheng stood under the tower for a few minutes, then walked around Zhige Garden again, and then turned around and left silently.

It's night.

Beijing, a high-end hotel.

Inside a luxury private room.

Ning Zheng faced a large table of delicious food, but was not in the mood to move his chopsticks.

He is waiting for someone.

But I don't know if the person waiting for will come.

In the past, others were waiting for him, but now he was waiting for him.

The taste is like drinking water, and you will know the temperature and temperature.

"Dong! Dong

!Dong!"

I don't know how long it took, but a knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the door.

Ning Zheng suddenly felt energetic and sat upright: "Please come in."

A strong and square-faced middle-aged man pushed the door open and entered.

After entering the house, he first looked around and confirmed that there were no outsiders in the box. Then he sat opposite Ning Zheng without saying a word from beginning to end.

"Brother Ding, long time no see."

A smile that made people feel like spring breeze appeared on Ning Zheng's mouth: "First of all, congratulations to Gao Sheng, the position of Director of the Xuan Inspection Institute. I have known that with your ability, you will sooner or later be able to make a name for yourself."

The middle-aged man named Brother Ding is named Ding Long. He is a senior cadre in the Martial Alliance and a martial arts master who once followed Ning Zheng.

Of course, as Ning Zheng returned to Zhenwu Sect and completely broke off from the Wu Alliance, the relationship between the two was a little more distant than before.

"Is there anything wrong with me?" Ding Long asked in a stiff tone.

"Just reminiscing about the past."

Ning Zheng's expression remained unchanged: "I just came back from the southern province and suddenly remembered you, an old friend, so I prepared some small gifts for you and wanted to talk to you about your recent situation."

Although Ning Zheng said it quite obscurely, Ding Long instantly understood what he meant.

"It's okay to reminisce about the past, but you don't have to talk about official business."

Ding Long's expression was a little slow, poured himself a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all, and then said seriously: "Brother Ning, I'm actually

I would like to talk to you too.”

Ning Zheng's eyes moved slightly: "What are you talking about?"

"Talk about your life plan."

Ding Long stared at Ning Zheng's eyes: "Do you plan to keep going like this?"

"Why do you say this?"

"I just think you're a little... pitiful now."

Ding Long said slowly: "Although he is known as the senior brother of Zhenwu Sect, it seems that he is against the prestige, but you must not be happy, right?"

The smile on Ning Zheng's face disappeared.

Pitiful?

He actually said I was pitiful?

What a person you are, you dare to pity me!

Anger arose out of thin air in his chest, causing Ning Zheng's expression to be stiff and he could no longer laugh: "Don't worry, I'm very happy every day, but you are under a lot of pressure recently?"

“That’s true.”

Ding Long admitted frankly: "The road ahead will not be smooth forever, and reform will always encounter resistance, but as long as the martial arts world can be better, the pressure is not worth mentioning."

After saying this, Ding Longfu changed his mind again: "Brother Ning, what you did in the southern province and the small actions that Zhenwumen made behind him may think they are very secretive, but they can't deceive anyone at all."

Ning Zheng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

It was not until this time that he suddenly realized that he seemed to have misunderstood Ding Long's purpose.

The other party did make an appointment.

But the appointment

It is not about contacting feelings, but about warnings and demonstrations.

"I don't know what you mean."

My mind turned sharply, Ning Zheng began to pretend to be stupid, trying to get more information from Ding Long: "The Zhenwu Sect only made some small moves, and you can't stand it. Have you ever considered the feeling of the hidden sect that Wu Alliance wants to do?"

"Brother Ning, you are not honest."

Ding Long shook his head and said straightforwardly: "Don't think about placing my words, it's useless. I'll come here today to tell you not to waste your time."

Ning Zheng's handsome face immediately turned ashen.

"You are the apprentice of Your Excellency Du Huaizhen. You have some connection with the Martial Alliance and our leader. Why should you stand on the side of Zhenwu Sect?"

Ding Long slowed down his tone again and advised him in turn: "Times are different. If you hold on to the old tricks, you will be eliminated sooner or later. Brother Ning, please think twice before you act."

Ning Zheng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth without making a sound.

"That's all, you can do it yourself, so there is no need for gifts. I'm afraid of causing trouble."

Ding Long poured himself a glass of wine, raised his glass to Ning Zheng, and then drank it all in one sip.

After doing all this, he patted his butt and stood up, ready to leave the box.

"What did you do in Pu'an City?" Ning Zheng finally lost his patience and asked coldly.
Chapter completed!