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Chapter 260

Words:1925Update:22/06/22 09:37:26

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The establishment of Myriad Worlds Elementary Academy did not affect Wanjie Lou's business. Instead, Wanjie Lou's business became even more prosperous.

He had already paid the tuition fee of a thousand value points. He should learn a few more cultivation systems.

Although he felt that magic was strange, he was not confident that he could learn it.

Of course, he would not waste the few value points to buy meditation magic.

Now that the Myriad Realms Elementary Academy allowed students to learn magic cultivation methods, Meditation Magic was indispensable.

It was the same for other cultivation systems. It instantly boosted the sales of secret manuals and weapons.

When Zhou Yang returned to Wanjie Lou, he found that there were fewer people wandering around.

Most of them bought some goods and returned to Myriad Worlds Elementary Academy to cultivate, or went to other worlds to carry out world missions.

At this moment, a burly man in his thirties saw Zhou Yang appear in Wanjie Lou and quickly walked over.

He was wearing an old grey robe that was slightly tattered. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, and a wide mouth. He had a square face that looked quite weathered. When he looked around, he looked very imposing.

"Name: Qiao Feng.

Identity: Former leader of the Beggar Sect in the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils world. "

"Greetings, shop owner," Qiao Feng walked in front of Zhou Yang and cupped his fists. His voice was loud and his expression was solemn.

Former leader of the Beggar Sect?

Zhou Yang was slightly surprised. The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils world had changed so much. Could Qiao Feng's fate still be on track?

"Qiao Feng, why are you looking for me?" Zhou Yang asked calmly.

The current trading missions in the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils world, no matter what they were, were not too difficult for the current Wanjie Lou.

"Qiao Feng wants to know what you think of the barbarians and the Han?" Qiao Feng originally wanted to say his purpose for coming to the Myriad World Tavern, but for some reason, when he was about to say it, he spoke about the troubles in his heart.

A trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes. Ever since he joined the Beggar Sect, he had always insisted on protecting the Song Dynasty against the Liao Dynasty.

Especially after he became the Grand Master of the Beggar Gang, he led the Beggar Gang disciples to help the Northern Song fight against foreign enemies.

In the end, the incident at Xing Zi Lin made him realize that he was also a Hu, a Khitan.

If it wasn't for Qiao Feng's determination, he would have collapsed on the spot.

"What I think isn't important. What's important is what you think." Zhou Yang didn't say anything.

How could a person with a firm heart like Qiao Feng change his way of thinking just because of the opinions of others?

He was probably also captured by Wanjie Lou after the Apricot Grove incident. At this time, Qiao Feng was just a little confused.

"Shopkeeper, Qiao Feng is here to trade information on the murderer who killed Qiao Feng and his family," Qiao Feng said, his eyes filled with hatred.

"But why can't we trade this information in Wanjie Lou?" Qiao Feng asked, puzzled.

Wanjie Lou's motto was to trade all kinds of goods.

"The enemy you're looking for is a customer of Wanjie Lou, and Wanjie Lou won't trade any information about its customers." After communicating with the system, Zhou Yang knew that Qiao Feng had received a notification from the system when he went to Shen Wansan to buy information on the leader of the gang.

Qiao Feng refused to trade. As for why he refused, Shen Wansan didn't know.

Shen Wansan thought that the notification was Zhou Yang's order, so he naturally wouldn't disobey it.

When Qiao Feng was looking for the murderer of his family, some people who knew the truth died one after another.

If Qiao Feng had a way to find any information on the leader of the gang, he wouldn't have asked for Wanjie Lou's help.

Hearing that, Qiao Feng's expression changed a little. Wanjie Lou's customer.

He had been in Wanjie Lou for four hours. Although he hadn't seen all the goods in Wanjie Lou, there were too many treasures.

Panaceas, Peerless Kung Fu, Cultivation Skills, Magical Weapons …

Since the leader of the gang was able to kill his family years ago, he must have a high status in Jianghu.

After being strengthened in Wanjie Lou, even if Qiao Feng found him, he wouldn't be able to take revenge.

"I can only give you a hint. The murderer of your parents has a mastermind and a manipulator behind the scenes. I can't tell you the information of the mastermind, but are you interested in the information of the manipulator?" Zhou Yang looked at Qiao Feng, who was a little absent-minded.

Wanjie Lou wouldn't sell the information of the mastermind, Abbot Xuan Ci of Shaolin Temple. As for whether Qiao Feng could find the information himself, it was another matter.

The manipulator was Murong Bo.

The descendant of the Yan Kingdom, who was hiding in Shaolin Temple, was the real manipulator behind the scenes.

"I want all the information of the manipulator," Qiao Feng said. Hearing that, Qiao Feng's face was full of killing intent. In his opinion, all the people who knew the truth had been killed because of the manipulator.

Zhou Yang didn't explain, although he could guess what Qiao Feng was thinking.

Qiao Feng's father had done it himself, so it was better to let Qiao Feng face it himself.

"You should know something about the manipulator," Zhou Yang said after thinking for a while.

At the same time, he also found Murong Fu and Murong Bo's experience funny.

After Murong Fu became the emperor in Japan, he didn't have time to care about the affairs of the Song Dynasty anymore. He devoted himself to rebuilding the Yan Kingdom.

Murong Bo's brainwashing was very successful. Ever since he finished the mission, Murong Fu didn't come to Wanjie Lou again.

He was in a frenzy, training his soldiers and expanding his territory.

Japan was already in chaos, but after Murong Fu went there, there were more wars every day.

Murong Fu was at the Xiantian Realm. Although he wasn't invincible in the wars, his martial arts skills made up for his fame in Japan.

After Jia Xu retreated from Japan, Murong Fu had already stabilized. Jia Xu helped him build a Yan Kingdom with a population of five hundred thousand.

In other words, Murong Bo was still unaware of Murong Fu's success in building the Yan Kingdom. He was still practicing the seventy-two techniques in Shaolin Temple.

"South Murong, North Qiao Feng. The manipulator is Murong Fu's father, Murong Bo." Under Qiao Feng's shocked expression, Zhou Yang said a name that Qiao Feng didn't expect.

Murong Bo had been dead for decades, so who killed the insider?

It was different from what he guessed.

Could it be the manipulator?

There was no need for the manipulator to do this. They could have just killed him.

Who was it?

"Murong Bo is currently hiding in Shaolin Temple's Scripture Depository." Zhou Yang was somewhat speechless.

Murong Bo was an expert in the Xiantian Realm. Before he came into contact with Wanjie Lou in Shaolin Temple, he was indeed an expert.

In Shaolin Temple, other than the Sweeping Monk, no one had found any trace of him.

However, with the continuous trade between Shaolin Temple and Wanjie Lou, the Sweeping Monk had already become a Great Grandmaster, and Abbot Xuan Ci had also entered the Grandmaster Realm. As for the other Shaolin Temple's First Seats, none of them were weaker than Murong Bo.

"Shaolin Temple's Scripture Depository?" Qiao Feng's body emitted a murderous aura. He turned around and planned to leave Wanjie Lou.

"Qiao Feng, wait a moment. I will go with you." Zhou Yang thought for a moment and said.

Naturally, he wasn't going to see Qiao Feng take revenge. He was going to resurrect a person, a person who had been dead for a long time.

Duan Siping, the creator of the Six Pulse Magic Sword.

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