In today's world, when Ye Shaonan and the other experts on the Legendary List stood at the pinnacle of Jianghu and didn't make a move easily, those at the True Fire Spirit Refinement State were already considered experts among experts.
The destructive power of a True Fire Spirit Refinement State expert was enormous, especially for someone like Fang Jinwu who had no standpoint.
It was precisely because Fang Jinwu had no standpoint that he didn't want to provoke anyone. He was just a rogue cultivator who had no enmity with Diabolism and was on good terms with the orthodox martial arts world. Instead, he expressed goodwill in order to get the other party to stand on his side.
Therefore, when Chu Xiu was about to go against Fang Jinwu, those who knew about this matter didn't think that Chu Xiu would win and felt that it was unwise for him to do so.
However, it was a pity that Chu Xiu still did so, and it was true that Chen Jinting couldn't control his mouth, so no one could say anything.
Xiang Long and Beigong Baili only sent someone over to tell Chu Xiu to be careful and not go overboard. After all, Chu Xiu was on the same side as the imperial court. It was fine if they didn't help, but it would be too much to forcefully undermine him.
More than ten days later, Ren Qianli was waiting at the gate of Yan Jing City in a golden robe instead of armor.
He was waiting for Fang Jinwu.
In armor, Ren Qianli was the General of the Northern Guard Army. Without armor, he was Fang Jinwu's disciple.
Ren Qianli was very clear about his identity.
An hour later, three people walked over from outside the city. Each of them seemed to have shrunk the ground to an inch, and they were extremely fast. They appeared in front of Ren Qianli almost in the blink of an eye.
The one in the middle was a serious-looking old man wearing a brocade robe with cloud patterns. His white hair was neatly combed, and he looked like an extremely rigid and serious person.
He didn't have any aura on him, but Ren Qianli unconsciously bowed in front of him.
Even though he had become the General of the Northern Yan, he still couldn't forget how strict Fang Jinwu was when he was learning martial arts from him.
On Fang Jinwu's left was a middle-aged Martial Dao master. He was Huangfu Weiming from the Huangfu clan.
He was not here to help Fang Jinwu deal with Chu Xiu. Instead, he was here to persuade Chu Xiu. This could also be considered as giving Chu Xiu some pressure so that he would let them go.
There were only so many old people in the Northern Yan Lands. The old ancestor of the Driftsnow City had lied to them for so many years, but in truth, he was already dead.
The others who were on good terms with Fang Jinwu were Yan Xi and the Huangfu Clan's ancestor.
Therefore, Ancestor Huangfu sent Huangfu Weiming to make his stance clear after hearing about this matter.
A Martial Dao master was more than enough. Fang Jinwu's favor was not enough for Patriarch Huangfu to do it himself.
The person next to Fang Jinwu was an old monk with wrinkles all over his face. He wore a slightly worn-out robe. Although he also had the strength of a Martial Dao master, his aura had begun to weaken, and one could clearly feel that he was old.
This person was Fang Jinwu's good friend, Jing Yuan, the old monk from the Bodhi Yard of the Great Light Temple. He was an expert from the previous generation of the Bodhi Yard.
Jing Yuan and Fang Jinwu were actually of the same generation, and he was even younger than Fang Jinwu.
However, he was not at the True Fire Spirit Refinement Realm, so he looked extremely old, much older than Fang Jinwu.
In the Great Light Temple, almost all martial artists who were nearing the end of their lifespans would choose to go into closed-door cultivation. They would only do two things every day. One was to teach some new disciples martial arts, and the other was to recite Buddhist scriptures, compile, and train some martial arts.
In such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, the Martial Dao masters of the Great Light Temple would usually die of old age. They lived much longer than the Martial Dao masters of other sects.
Take Jing Yuan for example, his lifespan was close to three hundred years old.
Although in theory, Martial Dao masters could live up to three hundred years old, most of them had a relapse of old injuries or internal injuries left behind during cultivation, so they lived far less than this number. However, almost half of the Martial Dao masters of the Great Light Temple could live to the end of their lifespans.
Jing Yuan had not taken a step out of the Great Light Temple for more than ten years, but since his old friend wanted to invite him this time, Jing Yuan was willing to make an exception for him.
However, Jing Yuan did not use his identity as a member of the Great Light Temple to threaten Chu Xiu. He only wanted to be a mediator in the middle to calm both parties down.
He knew that Fang Jinwu had a bad temper, and he had also heard that Chu Xiu could be ruthless.
Therefore, he only wanted to persuade the other party and try his best to prevent Chu Xiu from killing anyone. He did not want his old friend to die before him at a time like this.
"Greetings, Master, Senior Jing Yuan. Brother Huangfu, I didn't expect you to come too. "
Ren Qianli greeted Fang Jinwu respectfully, but before he could say anything, Fang Jinwu snorted, "Trash! You're getting worse and worse as a general. Didn't you tell me before how much power you have in the Northern Yan military? In the end, you can't even protect your junior brother. What's the point of being a general? "
Ren Qianli's face turned red. He knew that this master of his was never reasonable.
However, Ren Qianli could only explain carefully, "Master, it's not that I didn't want to save my junior, but I couldn't save him at that time!
Chu Xiu's Zhenwu Hall has him, Qilian Village's' Red Faced Heavenly King 'Pang Hu, and the Shadow Demon Sect's Saintess, Mei Qinglian. There are three Martial Dao masters there, and I couldn't snatch him away.
Moreover, the Zhenwu Hall was established by Her Majesty, and its status is not lower than the five armies. I couldn't order Chu Xiu either. If things got out of hand, the Northern Yan imperial court would kill each other, and Her Majesty wouldn't like it. "
Fang Jinwu snorted again, "You have so many misgivings. Why don't you follow me back to the Empty Valley to practice martial arts in seclusion!"
Ren Qianli didn't dare to say a word after being rebuked by Fang Jinwu, and he felt even more sullen.
Chen Jinting was the one who couldn't control his mouth, so why was Master scolding him?
Furthermore, it was impossible for Ren Qianli to return to the Empty Valley.
A man was born to seek fame and fortune.
In the Northern Yan imperial court, he was the revered general who commanded the Northern Guard Army. He was majestic and insufferably arrogant.
Although returning to the Empty Valley would give him more time to avoid those intrigues and concentrate on martial arts, Ren Qianli was no longer willing to live that kind of life of hardship.
Jing Yuan, who was beside him, advised, "Brother Fang, things have already happened. It's useless to reprimand General Ren. Hurry to the Zhenwu Hall and bring him back, lest something goes wrong."
Hearing Jing Yuan's words, Fang Jinwu snorted coldly and said, "Bring me to the Zhenwu Hall!"
Ren Qianli heaved a sigh of relief and immediately led Fang Jinwu and the others to the Zhenwu Hall.
During this period of time, the matter between Chu Xiu and Fang Jinwu's lineage had caused an uproar. Even if the people in Yan Jing City didn't know Fang Jinwu, who else could make a dignified Northern Guard Army's Ren Qianli personally lead the way except for Fang Jinwu?
The group of people immediately became spirited and followed behind them to the Zhenwu Hall.
At this time, Chu Xiu, who was in the Zhenwu Hall, had also received the news and had been waiting there for a long time.
In less than a quarter of an hour, a powerful pressure came from the outside world. The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and there was even a faint roar of thunder. It was incomparably terrifying.
Fang Jinwu stood outside the Zhenwu Hall with a gloomy face, just like the gloomy sky.
The surrounding warriors who had never seen a True Fire Spirit Refinement Realm powerhouse were amazed.
The power of a thought could affect the climate of a region. This kind of power was simply magical.
Looking at the closed door of the Zhenwu Hall, Fang Jinwu's face showed a trace of anger.
He was sure that Chu Xiu knew that he was coming, but he didn't even open the door. This kind of indifferent attitude made Fang Jinwu very angry.
He took a step forward, and invisible waves spread forward, heading straight for the door of the Zhenwu Hall.
Seeing that the door of the Zhenwu Hall was about to be smashed, the door was suddenly opened. A saber light with a soaring demonic aura suddenly fell and completely blocked the wave of waves.
Chu Xiu stepped out of the door and sneered, "Senior Fang is so angry. Do you knock on the door like this when you are a guest?"
Fang Jinwu said coldly, "Guest? I'm not a nuisance to be a guest. Chu Xiu, you captured my disciple and forced I to come here in person. Do you really think that I's temper is so good? "
Chu Xiu said coldly, "Senior Fang, I call you senior because of your age and seniority, but don't go too far! Don't tell me you don't know what your disciple has done? Not only did he humiliate me in public in Yanjing City, but he also injured my men. Do you still care about the law or the rules? "
Fang Jinwu's face was cold. "If my disciple has done something wrong, I will be the one to teach him a lesson. You, a junior, actually want me to come personally to ask for him. You're really bold. Let Wei Shuya come!"
Fang Jinwu was actually not angry that Chu Xiu had captured Chen Jinting, but that he was bold enough to ask him to come personally to ask for him.
As a martial artist of the older generation, Fang Jinwu's character was actually very rigid. In his opinion, even if Chu Xiu was famous in the underworld, so what? He was still a fledgling junior.
In the Yinmo Clan, only someone like Wei Shuya was qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as him.
Not to mention Chu Xiu, he didn't even care about Beigong Baili, the number one person in the Northern Yan military.
The reason was simple. Although Beigong Baili was strong, he was not old. At least, he was a junior when compared to Fang Jinwu.
This kind of martial artist who thought that he could look down on everyone because of his seniority was not uncommon in the underworld. After being flattered for a long time, he really thought that everyone had to give him face. Now that Chu Xiu didn't want to give him face, he was naturally angry.
Chu Xiu smiled coldly. "I'm bold? It seems that Senior Fang still doesn't understand me. I'm here today to ask you to get him, not to quarrel. Since you don't want to get your disciple, fine, I'll kill him now and let him wait for you down there! "
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