"Didn't Tianshu suddenly become lively?" Zhu Minglang didn't know about this and said casually.

Yang Bing glanced at Zhu Minglang and snorted coldly, "You guy has offended so many people in Longmen. I advise you not to be too arrogant. If you don't recognize it, your good life will be over if you are recognized by some enemies."

"It's okay, it's okay. I have all the people I offended. They are probably still practicing again in a small place with their tails in their hands. After all, it's a minority like you." Zhu Minglang said.

Yang Bing is too lazy to talk anymore.

However, it is indeed a few of them who die in the dragon gate that are not very harmful to their cultivation. I heard that those rare things in the hands of star gods that protect their bodies, I don’t know whether they are true or false.

"Will the Tianci Xianyuan be unearthed?" Qin Xian asked.

"I don't know the specific situation." Yang Bing shook his head.

"Oh, that thing is still a bit far away for us. After all, the strength of the righteous gods in other divine borders is not weaker than our Tianshu at all... Our focus should be on finding the god-killer."

"You all rely on your ability to do this. Anyway, I, Yang Bing, are not interested." Yang Bing said.

"I'm not interested, I have to think about how to deal with those traitors." Zhu Minglang said.

"I'm not interested, either." said the female dream master.

...

He brought the female dream master Shao Qingchi, and Zhu Minglang's first target was actually the Lord of the Tibetan Dragon Palace who took the initiative to run up and show his attentiveness.

When I was going up the mountain, Zhu Minglang saw the scene of Loulong Palace, which was dilapidated and no difference from an abandoned land.

The sect leader Fan Guangzhong sat alone on the stone steps, looking at the falling sunset, and looked like a crazy old man, although others were still relatively sober.

A generation of sect masters are so desolate that they don’t even have a single person to die before they die...

Some things do not need to be too complicated. Just look at this point and you can roughly know that none of the Loulong Sect really cares about the Loulong Sect. They treat this old sect leader extremely coldly...

Just like a business person who goes out to do business, no matter how successful he is outside, the house where his old mother lives is still like a pigpen. She is unwilling to spend a penny or visit and take care of her, which can only show that the businessman has serious problems with his character.

Zhu Minglang didn't believe in the words of Wei Jian, the lord of the Tibetan Dragon Palace, so the first person Zhu Minglang targeted was not the eunuch Zhong Xian, but Wei Jian!

"What do you need to enter his dream?" Zhu Minglang asked the female dream master.

"A strand of his hair is enough, but if we need to obtain valuable information, we have to make many special dream guides. For example, if you want to know where his precious things are hidden, you have to find a divine bead he holds first, and at least know what it looks like. I will intentionally or unintentionally put this divine bead into a place visible to his dream, which will guide him to dream about the treasure house." The female dream master explained to Zhu Minglang very seriously.

"I roughly understand that I have to find some items for him to develop associations so that his dream can develop in the direction we want." Zhu Minglang nodded.

"Yes, for example, if you ask him to have a nightmare, you have to know what he is most afraid of." said the female dream master.

"Okay, I'll talk to him first, a hair, a dream guide, what are you afraid of, and what are you concerned about, you have to put out these key information first, right?" Zhu Minglang said.

...

Zhu Minglang made an appointment with the palace master Wei Jian of Zanglong Palace.

Wei Jian agreed readily and personally ordered a Jiuxian Building, the most expensive in Shendu, to pay homage.

At night, the lights are dim, and the colorful buildings in Shendu are indeed magnificent at night, giving people a stunning feeling of paintings in the fairy city.

Zhu Minglang arrived at the Jiuxian Tower as promised. Wei Jian sat alone in the elegant room beside the window. Several pots of delicate plum blossoms were stretching out their soft branches, like a woman's slender jade arms, but when they matched Wei Jian's face, they looked extremely ordinary.

"Uncle Master, please sit down. I guess I am not a vulgar person, so I didn't invite some outsiders to accompany you. Today we will drink and have fun!" Wei Jian said.

In the restaurant, if there are only two men sitting and drinking, they either have important things to talk about or are just complaining about their own wife...

The two of them belong to the former.

Wei Jian obviously wanted to know what Fan Guangzhong left before his death.

Zhu Minglang also wanted to know what Wei Jian knew about.

"Hahaha, I'm not afraid of being laughed at by the uncle. I haven't forgotten that Master whipped us with a whip and didn't practice well. In fact, we were also considered figures outside at that time. As a result, as long as Master saw us neglect and saw us drinking and making friends, he would use the dragon whip without any affection. Once I went to buy some dragon soul beads for the sect and had a meal with the daughter of the merchant. As a result, he was beaten by Master after he went back. Everyone had lust. Master just didn't understand this very much. He felt that everyone should be like him, destroying human desires and only seeking the way of immortality." Wei Jian took a few sips of wine, and saw that Zhu Minglang was also a person who liked wine, and he spoke a lot.

These words were naturally what Zhu Minglang led to Wei Jian's words.

"It turns out that you were responsible for purchasing Dragon Soul Pearls in Loulong Palace. Then I have a few doubts here and I want to ask you my nephew." Zhu Minglang is a personal disciple and has a relatively high seniority.

When Wei Jian heard this, he immediately lowered his head and took a sip of wine, but did not answer the conversation immediately.

In Zhu Minglang's opinion, his appearance was actually a bit deliberate.

Zhu Minglang intentionally mentioned the Dragon Soul Pearl. After all, the key in Fan Guangzhong's method is to collect the Dragon Soul Pearl, which has extremely strict requirements in terms of quality and attributes!

"Where can this God be sold in this high-quality dragon soul bead?" Zhu Minglang said.

"Then you ask the right person. In addition to promoting the sect, we also have a soul bead business, and only do high-end dragon soul beads. If the uncle needs it urgently, I can raise it for you." Wei Jian said.

"That's really great. My junior solved a big problem for me." Zhu Minglang hurriedly raised his glass, and then stood up.

When they were approaching to clinking glasses and drinking, Zhu Minglang took away one of Wei Jian's hair.

"Uncle Master turned around and made a list for me."

"I will write to you now. The Leader's Holy Association is about to officially begin. If my nephew can prepare for me before the Holy Association, I will definitely thank you very much!" Zhu Minglang said.

People brought paper and pen, and Zhu Minglang randomly wrote some soul beads of various attributes and various qualities to Wei Jian.

Wei Jian still pretended not to care, but his eyes were drinking and slid the contents written on Zhu Minglang's paper.

After writing, Zhu Minglang handed Wei Jian the list of soul beads he needed to buy.

"Is this a large number?" Wei Jian casually glanced at the content on the paper and did not read it carefully.

"Can you raise it?" Zhu Minglang looked very anxious.

"It's difficult, but it should be possible. After all, this is the first task you, the little sect leader, gave us the Hidden Dragon Palace!" Wei Jian laughed and said respectfully.

"This is a night pearl, which is given to my junior nephew as a meeting gift, and I should also thank my junior nephew in advance for raising these soul beads for me." Zhu Minglang handed out a treasure box, which contained an extremely expensive night pearl.

"I can't do it. My junior nephew hasn't even given you a gift to the new sect leader..."

"I am of great seniority, so it's also worth giving you something like a junior. I can find all the things I want on this list, and I can also give you a bigger gift!" Zhu Minglang was extremely generous!

...

After three rounds of drinking, Zhu Minglang asked about the key points needed to sneak into the dream, and then left with an excuse.

Not long after Zhu Minglang left, a man wearing a black gold robe appeared in the Jiuxian Tower. He walked to Wei Jian and stared at Wei Jian with cold eyes.

Wei Jian immediately handed out the list hidden in his arms and presented it to the man in black and gold robe with both hands.

"Lord, Zhong Xian's fight is not in vain. This kid is just starting out and arrogant. Some people are flirting with him, so he takes impulse. Some people praise him very much. He believes everything. Hahaha, he actually called me one by one. He really regards himself as an amazing sect leader!" Wei Jian tilted his mouth and smiled.

"How could the sect leader chosen by Fan Guangzhong, who was the old thing, have a brain? If nothing unexpected happens, the soul beads he wants are used for the Soul-Scaling Method. This invisibly gave us a soul bead pill recipe for free!" said Hua Dongming, a man in black and gold robe.

"This kid is extremely arrogant and does not take our Fanlong Palace seriously at all. It is better to take advantage of the dark clouds and the starlight tonight, and we will directly deal with him in this god's capital!" A woman in a python robe came over and said disdainfully.

"No hurry, this pill recipe is definitely incomplete. After all, he should have collected other soul beads. The soul beads briefly that Xiang Wei has only not bought for the time being. We need a complete soul bead sequence. Do you understand!" Hua Dongming said.

"Yes, wait until we get what we want, and then slowly kill this kid..." Wei Jian laughed.

...

Holding a hair, Zhu Minglang hummed a small song and walked towards Xiashan Villa without hiding his whereabouts.

Wei Jian was not stupid either. He did not send someone to follow him blatantly. He thought he had already bitten him to death, so there was no need to take the risk of sending someone to follow him.

"One sings a white face, the other sings a red face, it's a bit interesting." Zhu Minglang curled the corners of his mouth.

What about Sail Dragon Palace or Hidden Dragon Palace are all birds of a feather, and they are all traitors of the Loulong Sect.

They asked Zhong Xian from Fanlong Palace to jump out first and test themselves.

Then Wei Jian from the Zanglong Palace jumped out again, flattering and pleasing.

To put it bluntly, they are all testing themselves and using all kinds of despicable means to deal with themselves, the successor of the Loulong Sect!

Zhong Xian, Wei Jian, two dogs from Dongming Dynasty!

"My master, I'll just play you to death!"

Zhu Minglang returned to Xiashan Villa and handed his hair to the female dream master.

Tonight, I will first take action with this hypocritical Wei Jian.
Chapter completed!