The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 529
"You want to do it? If I were you, I would never choose this way. After all, I am just a person without any malice, right?"

Back then, Zheng Pingyuan's swordsmanship was superb. In terms of pure martial arts skills, he was even better than Xiang Yang's front line, but he was not as sophisticated as Xiang Yang in the final battle, and lost in the end.

However, today, compared with the past, the strength of the two has reversed, and the gap is too great. It is already the limit for Zheng Pingyuan to grow into a first-class swordsman in less than three years. How could he be Xiang Yang's opponent?

"The guest officer was joking. You can't be called a brother, let alone swordsmanship. Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Zheng Pingyuan's smile remained the same, but his dull eyes became sharp and bright, exuding energy and sharpness. From Xiang Yang's point of view, his swordsmanship must have surpassed that of three years ago.

Xiang Yang understands that the two had a life-and-death battle in the past, and he himself is a master of the God Catcher, his identity is too sensitive, it is normal for Zheng Pingyuan to be so careful.

"I'm not mistaken. Although your potential is good, your status is not enough. Find someone who you think is qualified to talk to me. I have something to discuss with you, or cooperate."

These words were spoken by Xiang Yang with the skill of forcing the sound into a line in the sound wave skill. Outsiders saw his lips trembling, but they didn't know what he said. Zheng Ping glanced at Xiang Yang in surprise and suspicion.

discuss?cooperate?Didn't the God Catcher keep clamoring to wipe out their Zoroastrian Cult?Does Xiang Yang really think so, or does he have evil intentions and wants to take a long time to catch big fish?
With deep doubts, Zheng Pingyuan returned to the back kitchen and saw the big fat chef sweating like oil, waving his powerful arms and writhing the spatula, suppressing the sense of absurdity, and finally told him about it.

In addition to the big fat man, there is also a helper in the back kitchen who washes and picks vegetables. It is as if he had eight arms, and his work efficiency is extremely high. However, his left eye is gray and cloudy.

Hearing Zheng Pingyuan's words, the big fat man's face remained unchanged, and he was still working hard to stir fry. Occasionally, a hot tongue of fire erupted from the bottom of the pot, as if Xiang Yang's arrival had nothing to do with him.

The man who was blind in his left eye stopped what he was doing, shook off the water, glanced at the fat man, saw that he had no response, sighed, and said to Zheng Pingyuan,
"You continue to do things, and I will handle that person. Remember, you are just a boy in our inn now, don't do unnecessary things."

Zheng Pingyuan agreed, he has been training at the Dragon Envoy for less than three years, and although he is now a teacher, he still has many deficiencies compared with some veterans of the Zoroastrian Cult.

In the inn lobby, in the noisy and lively environment, Xiang Yang slowly cut up the whole drunken chicken with the knife energy of the method of turning stone into gold, and the incision was as smooth as the surface of water.

Pick up a piece to taste, the meat is fresh and tender, smooth but not greasy, the salty and light taste is just right, and the peppery taste is pungent, good craftsmanship.

Xiang Yang was indulging in delicious food, when suddenly there was a figure in front of the table, dressed as an old farmer in yellow, with a serious disease in his left eye, which looked very pervasive.

"Guest officer, the room you requested has been packed, please follow me to the second floor."

The layout of this inn is very ordinary, the first floor is for wine shop and restaurant business, the back kitchen is in the east yard, and the second floor is a place for accommodation, receiving guests and providing a resting place.

Xiang Yang didn't answer, just wiped out the whole drunk chicken seriously, and finally took a sip of alcohol, feeling happy, "Lead the way ahead."

Entering a fairly clean and tidy room, the man in yellow locked the door, and his temperament changed like that of an old farmer, as if a snake had turned into a dragon, and his breath was released suddenly.

"Xiang Yang, you have been popular in Yanxi recently. I don't know how many people want to see you but can't get it. Why do you have time to come to us today? What cooperation are you talking about? Could it be that you are in trouble?"

The man in yellow seemed to be very familiar with Xiang Yang. While talking, he came to sit down at the square table, picked up the teapot and poured himself a drink, not at all worried that Xiang Yang would suddenly kill him.

"I want to find someone, a person named Meng Feiyang in the Zoroastrian Cult. If you know his whereabouts, please tell me. It's related to his future, and it will definitely be beneficial to you."

Xiang Yang is straightforward, and there is no need to cover up these things. Sooner or later, the things that will be said will only deepen the other party's suspicion if they are covered up.

The man in yellow suddenly shook his hand holding the teacup, splashing a few drops of tea, his face changed, his brows gathered together, he thought for a while, and then asked,
"In what capacity are you asking? The catcher of God's Catcher, or Xiang Yang who can cooperate with our Zoroastrianism?"

For another catcher, the man in yellow would not even bird him, but Xiang Yang was different, there was a basis for cooperation between them.

Back then, Lu Juan of the Lin family was killed by Xiang Yang with the help of Huojiao Yushi's killers, and he paid a lot of money for it. Such a person came with sincerity, so there was a basis for sitting down and talking.

The Yushi Department once sent a female killer to contact Xiang Yang. They also felt that this person was not a stubborn person, but a target that could be wooed or even instigated. Although they returned without success in the end, the other party did not take any further actions. This is the softness of attitude .

"Of course it is Xiang Yang who can cooperate, don't worry, if there is really malicious intent, I will not be the only one here this time.

Speaking of which, I was also entrusted by others, so how about it, if you have a channel, just tell Meng Feiyang.

Fire mist iron order, return the property to the original owner, if he has the heart, he will definitely come to me. "

Xiang Yang thought about it, Zoroastrianism may not be monolithic, and there are many bullshit things among the big forces. If you simply hand over the Huwu Iron Order to others, there is a high possibility of something going wrong.

What if someone hides it greedily?Didn't he fetch water from a bamboo basket in vain?

The Celestial Silkworm's magical skills cannot tolerate the slightest mistake.

Instead of working hard to give people equipment and benefits, it is better to turn passive into active. At the age of ten, he must have already remembered things. Meng Feiyang must know what the Fire, Mist and Iron Order means.

So if he really got the news, the other party would definitely come back to him, and it would not be impossible for him to sit and wait for the task to be completed.

Besides, he has never seen Meng Feiyang before. If the other party sends a counterfeit product, as long as the iron token is in the hands of the other party and the task has not been completed, he will be able to distinguish the real from the fake and get back the token on the spot, not as before. Generally passive.

"Huowu Iron Order, return it to its original owner? Okay, I'll write it down, but Meng Feiyang is now one of the three holy sons of my holy religion, so he may not respond to you. You have to be mentally prepared."

It was just a message, and the man in yellow said that it was not a problem at all, but the other party might not be able to respond to his message.

Xiang Yang was startled, Zoroastrianism had principal and deputy saint leaders, three and five saint sons and daughters, seven guardians, twelve elders, and twenty-four holy envoys.

Dharma Guardian Elder Holy Envoy is actually a kind of title. At the level of Dragon Envoy, no one can order him except the chief and deputy sect masters.

As for the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter, the reason why the status is high is that the next head and deputy leader will be born among these eight people.

In other words, these eight are equivalent to the princes and princesses in the dynasty, Meng Feiyang can do well, and he really has a bit of luck.

(End of this chapter)