"But I still want Mr. Dean to do me a favor." Pei Xuanjing said with a smile on his face.

Qing Yangzi was taken aback, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"After this trip is over, after a while, I want to go to Mount Taihe and visit the Zhenwuzong Sutra Pavilion." Pei Xuanjing stated his purpose.

Quiet and eager to move, he wanted to go to Taihe Mountain Zhenwuzong and his party.

As far as Pei Xuanjing was concerned, his purpose of coming to Tiandu Martial Academy was almost the same, and in about a year and a half, the Martial Academy would not provide much help to him.

Next, he will naturally look for the next place that can help him improve his strength.

And the Taihe Mountain Zhenwuzong, where the dean was born, can be described as an excellent place to go.

Not to mention that I have a slight friendship with this Qingyangzi, Zhen Wuzong also showed goodwill in the previous transaction.

After waiting to break through to a first-rank martial artist, it is natural to search for the real secret of this world, and Zhenwuzong, a long-established force, is actually the most appropriate entry point.

After hearing Pei Xuanjing's request, Qing Yangzi was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "Hahaha,,,"

Pei Xuanjing was a little surprised, why the other party was laughing, and heard Qing Yangzi say: "It seems that you are really destined to be with me, Taihe Mountain."

"Not long ago, I also received a message from the elder brother in charge, saying that if there is a chance, I will invite you to Taihe Mountain. But I didn't expect that you would take the initiative to bring this up before me, the old Taoist."

The head teacher of Zhenwuzong personally invited himself to Taihe Mountain.

Pei Xuanjing was taken aback for a moment, a little surprised.

It should be clear that the head teacher of Zhenwuzong is a real first-rank warrior, and to be able to occupy the position of headmaster of a top power like Zhenwuzong, he himself is also the strongest wave of first-rank warriors.

Even if Pei Xuanjing broke through to the second-rank martial artist, even some ordinary first-rank warriors would find it very difficult to get an invitation from the other party.

What's more, when the other party sent the letter, he should not have broken through yet, but he was just a third-rank warrior.

A third-rank martial artist can get the favor and invitation of the head teacher of Zhenwuzong. If such news is really spread, many people will probably look sideways at him.

"Invite me, why?" Pei Xuanjing asked.

Qing Yangzi shook his head, "I don't know. The behavior of the master teacher has always been mysterious, and I have never guessed it."

After finishing speaking, Qing Yangzi stood up and said, "Okay, it's getting late, old man, I'll go back first."

After Pei Xuanjing sent the other party away, he came back again.

"Teacher." Pang Hong walked in, his face flushed with excitement.

He had already learned about Pei Xuanjing's deeds from others, so he was very happy.

Seeing this young man who had been in front of him for almost two years, a smile appeared on Pei Xuanjing's face, and he said, "How is your practice recently? When will you be able to break through?"

Just like all students are afraid of their parents asking about their grades, Pang Hong looked bitter when he heard Pei Xuanjing's question, and replied with some frustration: "It feels a bit short."

The young man has endured hardships, and practiced very hard every day, but in the end it was because his talent was not outstanding, even if he practiced hard, his progress could only be regarded as mediocre.

Pei Xuanjing actually saw his progress, and seeing the young man was a little frustrated, he smiled and said, "Just wait a minute."

After speaking, Pei Xuanjing walked into the room, and came out quickly, but with an extra porcelain bottle in his hand.

"Here." Pei Xuanjing handed over the porcelain bottle.

"Teacher!" Pang Hong hesitated.

Wanting but not daring to want it, he looked like Pei Xuanjing received red envelopes during the Chinese New Year in his previous life.

"Hehe, take it, this thing can only be used by you." Pei Xuanjing put the porcelain bottle in the opponent's hand.

Pang Hong held the bottle tightly, afraid that the bottle would disappear, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Teacher, what is this?"

Pei Xuanjing smiled and said, "You will know if you open it yourself and take a look."

Hearing this, the young man unplugged the porcelain bottle, and suddenly a scent of pills wafted out, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help saying: "Ren Yuan Da Dan.

"

"Teacher, this is too expensive, I can't take it." Pang Hong hastily plugged the stopper and wanted to return the porcelain bottle.

Pei Xuanjing shook his head, "This thing is useless to me."

"But teacher, Pang Hong is already very grateful that you can take me in and teach me martial arts. This elixir is really too precious." Pang Hong declined.

The young man is a contented person, Pei Xuanjing has treated him very well, at least there are many handymen like him in the martial arts academy, but there are very few people who can get the guidance of these martial arts masters, and those who treat him like Pei Xuanjing are Only this one.

"This is something I gave you. If you don't want it, then throw it away." Pei Xuanjing threatened him.

This thing he got today from those underworld killers, it was not worth picking up for him, after all, this kind of thing is of little value to him.

It was only later that I thought that Pang Hong might use it, so I brought it back.

"ah!"

"So you should take it, practice hard, and don't embarrass me." Pei Xuanjing said.

"Teacher, I must cultivate seriously and not embarrass you." Pang Hong replied firmly and seriously.

Seeing the young man's determined gaze, Pei Xuanjing smiled, "It's getting late, you should go back and rest too."

After sending Pang Hong away to rest, Pei Xuanjing also returned to the practice room and continued to practice.

Run the true qi in the body and continue to purify the blood qi.

 …

At the same time, in the west factory, Cha Xiaobo was reporting today's time to the factory supervisor.

Gu Dayong, the governor of the West Factory.

Although nominally tied with Jinyiwei of the East Factory, Gu Dayong knows that he, the governor of the West Factory, is not as good as the East Factory and Jinyiwei.

Because he stood in the wrong team before, and he was following the former governor of the West Factory, and he was his subordinate.

If it wasn't for His Majesty's kindness, thinking about his many years of merit, let alone being able to sit in the position of factory supervisor, he would have almost lost his life.

But even so, Gu Dayong has been walking on eggshells these years, being cautious and not daring to make the slightest mistake or omission.

Because he knew that not only were there many people staring at his position, but there were also people who wished for His Majesty to abolish the West Factory and take the power of the West Factory into their pockets.

Because in the final analysis, the West Factory has been established for too long, and its background is far worse than that of the Six Doors, let alone Jinyiwei and the East Factory.

Today's West Factory is in a very embarrassing situation. The scope of power overlaps with that of East Factory's Jinyiwei, and it is often suppressed by both parties.

But when he heard Zha Xiaobo's report just now, he suddenly had a thought, and an idea arose, if it was done properly, it might not be able to bring about a turning point for the current precarious West Factory.

Thinking of this, Gu Dayong said: "Come here with your ears attached!"

He whispered something in Zha Xiaobo's ear, Zha Xiaobo nodded, and left after taking orders.

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