Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

Although Qiao Feng may not have a divine body, his origin is extremely powerful.

Such people are often resolute, stable, and the most persistent. If they can stand the test of time, they may become great and achieve unstoppable and amazing skills.

Yan Nantian is fierce and Qiao Feng is strong.

Just by looking at them, Yang Zhao had many thoughts of making friends with them.

If there is a chance, I would definitely recruit these two people under my command even if I am willing to give up an army of 100,000.

Yang Zhao's gaze was undisguised.

Naturally, everyone present noticed Yang Zhao's gaze, but out of consideration for Zhao Shirong, they did not ask.

Only Jiang Feng, as the owner of this place, tried to smooth things over and said, "Your Highness, let's talk inside."

Everyone quickly moved to the main hall.

After everyone was seated, Jiang Feng glanced at Zhao Shirong, then at Yang Zhao, and said, "Your Highness, I'm sorry to ask, what is the identity of this young master?"

"Today, Brother Yan and I have become sworn brothers. You all will also go to the altar to watch the ceremony. How should we arrange for this young master?"

In the underworld, seniority is the basis for ranking.

Especially in many very formal occasions, seating arrangements must be made carefully.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will offend others or even an entire force.

When everyone heard Jiang Feng's words, they quickly turned their attention to Yang Zhao.

Being watched by everyone.

Yang Zhao was not nervous either. He nodded casually to everyone and drank tea with a smile.

On the contrary, Zhao Shirong took it very seriously and said, "This is my good friend, Yang Zhao, a descendant of the Tianbo Yang family. He has been studying martial arts outside for a long time, and now he has reached the peak of the Grandmaster level. He has returned to the Song Dynasty, but he wants to set up a branch of the Yang family in the martial arts world. I hope you will take care of him for the sake of my Nankang County Government."

Zhao Shirong spoke very humbly, easily, and with a sense of pride.

Instead, everyone present was shocked.

That's outrageous.

I thought the other party was just a young man from a noble family who came to join in the fun by relying on Zhao Shirong's face, but I didn't expect him to be a fierce dragon crossing the river.

Such a young grandmaster, he can't be bragging.

You know, in this world where there are no talented people and no martial saints, a grandmaster is already considered a top figure.

Throughout the martial arts world, those who have reached the peak level of grandmaster are all the leaders of the top sects.

Even in the hall now.

Master Tianzheng and Master Taichan, who have the strongest cultivation and the highest seniority, are only in the late stage of grandmaster.

Seeing that everyone present was looking at him with slightly suspicious eyes.

Yang Zhao waved his sleeves, tapped the teacup, and said, "Yang Zhao, hello!"

The sleeves fluttered and the teacup swayed gently.

Along with Yang Zhao's words, an unparalleled grandmaster's aura rose up like a trapped dragon ascending to the sky, and transformed into a Ninth Heaven God, looking down at everyone.

In an instant, everyone's heart trembled, and their eyes were a little dazed.

Especially those who were secretly dissatisfied and deliberately provocative, under the repulsive aura, they felt as if they were carrying a huge mountain on their backs.

Those who have poor cultivation and cannot bear it will make a fool of themselves on the spot.

Either the chair or stool might crack under your sitting, or the bricks might break under your feet.

Some were even more unbearable, being pressed to the ground on the spot, unable to get up.

Unfortunately, these people were the ones who offended first and could not find any fault with Yang Zhao.

Zhao Shirong chuckled, knowing that Yang Zhao was not someone who would suffer a loss.

The rest of the people were all shocked and looked depressed.

There's nothing wrong with it. He has been introduced before. He is at the peak of the Grand Master level. It's your own fault for being blind. You can't blame others.

Finally, it was Jiang Feng, the owner of this place, who said, "It turns out that the descendants of the heroes of Tianbo Mansion have come. Jiang Feng greets Brother Yang."

"Brother Yang is a man of extraordinary stature and talent."

"We have offended you, but I don't blame you for not knowing it. I hope you can forgive me, Brother Yang, and show some mercy..."

Chapter 45 Sir, You Are Such a Nice Person

Jiang Feng, as the head of an aristocratic family, is a kind and gentle person, and he is also the owner of this place.

After Jiang Feng pleaded for mercy.

Yang Zhao then took advantage of the situation to collect his own energy and sat still again.

This trip is to Jiang Mansion.

Yang Zhao wanted to join in the fun regarding the Wuji Immortal Pill and also to make a name for himself in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty.

These are just minor offenses, so there is no need to make a fuss about them.

After the conflict was resolved, the atmosphere in the lobby soon became harmonious again.

Knowing Yang Zhao's identity and cultivation level, naturally no one else jumped around recklessly. Instead, many prestigious people surrounded Yang Zhao and frequently showed their goodwill to him.

In the underworld, those who can make it to this hall are definitely not ordinary people.

A new upstart in the martial arts world who is related to the Eight Wise Kings of the imperial court and possesses extraordinary talent and superb cultivation.

Anyone can see the potential in Yang Zhao.

It is necessary to at least become familiar with such a person, let alone establish a relationship with him.

Everyone was talking and socializing in the hall, and soon the auspicious time was approaching.

It's noon and the sun is shining brightly.

All the heroes of the Jiang Mansion gathered in the backyard of the Jiang Mansion, and each of them settled down under the guidance of the Jiang family servants.

At this time, they were standing beside a bamboo forest in the backyard of the Jiang Mansion.

A nine-foot yellow mud altar stands.

Jiang Feng and Yan Nantian held sandalwood in their hands and stood side by side with solemn expressions.

"The Emperor of Heaven is above, the earth is below. Today, there is a man named Yan Nantian from northern Ji. He and my second brother Jiang Feng hit it off right away. Therefore, we became brothers with different surnames and will live and die together. Heaven can bear witness to this!"

"The Emperor of Heaven is above, the earth is below, and now there is a man from Jiangnan named Jiang Feng, and I..."

Yan Nantian and Jiang Feng, one is ambitious and the other is respectful and kind.

Amidst this solemn and dignified voice, and witnessed by many martial artists, the ceremony was soon concluded.

Then comes the feasting session which everyone loves to watch.

The Jiang family is a wealthy family in Suzhou and the richest in the world.

Such a major event naturally had to be celebrated in a grand manner, with almost all the famous chefs in the city of Suzhou gathered together, and the banquets filled two long streets.

Outside the hall, many Suzhou local gangs and common people sat at the same table drinking, regardless of their status.

Each person sits at a desk in the hall, and is served by many maids and servants.

However, those who are truly attentive are not paying attention to the delicious food in front of them, but are focusing all their attention on the surroundings outside the hall.

People like Master Tianzheng and Master Taichan didn't really come here to have the banquet.

These people were hired by Jiang Feng to provide special protection after he had done a great favor.

The news about the Wuji Immortal Pill spread.

Yan Nantian alone cannot intimidate those underworld masters in the Song Dynasty.

Yan Kuangtu and Li Chenzhou from the Power Gang, Zhu Datianwang of the Twelve Linked Docks waterway, the Taiping Sect, the Wen family of Nanling, the Tang Sect of Shu, etc., who all coveted the Wuji Immortal Pill?

These underworld masters had not taken action before, and it could be said that they were giving face to Yan Nantian.

Now that the oath of brotherhood has been completed, it is a dangerous time.

No one knows when those underworld masters will take action.

If there was one person in the room who was most relaxed and had no worries at all, it was only Yang Zhao.

First, Yang Zhao is incredibly powerful and is not afraid of any risks at all.

Secondly, Yang Zhao's current cultivation has reached a limit, and he needs some time to settle down and accumulate new foundation, so he does not have much covetousness for the Wuji Immortal Pill.

So at this moment, Yang Zhao was more interested in the wine and food in front of him.

Speaking of which, since Yang Zhao came to this world, he has been either under house arrest in the Eastern Palace of the Sui Dynasty or hiding on Guangmingding.

Even after gaining power in the Ming Cult, he has been working diligently to develop his influence.

In the past twenty years, I have not really tasted the delicacies of this world.

The desire for food and drink is actually a hobby that Yang Zhao has always had hidden in his heart.

At present, all the famous chefs from Suzhou have gathered in the Jiang Mansion.

Yang Zhao felt that the most worthwhile thing during this trip to Jiang Mansion was this banquet.

"The signature squirrel mandarin fish at Parkson Restaurant is great!"

"This is the duck from Geweixuan, it tastes really good!"

"Biluo shrimp, this is also OK..."

Yang Zhao didn't know that his extravagant eating did not attract the attention of the people in the martial arts world, but instead quickly attracted the attention of a young servant in blue in the lobby.

"This snow crab bucket is pretty good, but I feel like something is a little off."

"It's the soup that's wrong. Snow crab is made by frying crab meat and crab roe into crab paste. It should be paired with soup made from ham. Besides, now is not the season for eating crabs..."

"Boy, you are good at eating, right?"

"Of course, my aunt... the spring crabs from Bengu City are the real deal. This crab is just average, in my opinion."

Yang Zhao was speechless as he looked at the young servant in blue who had somehow gotten beside him. If it weren't for the tears on the other's lips, Yang Zhao would have almost believed it.

This is a very interesting little 'guy', but I don't know why he got in here.

Thinking about this, Yang Zhao said, "How about you try it?"

The young servant in blue was about to take action instinctively, but then froze and said, "Sir, this is not good. I am a servant of the Jiang Mansion."

Yang Zhao smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Just give it a try!"

The young servant in blue slurped his saliva and said, "Then let me try it?"

Yang Zhaoxin handed the chopsticks to the other party.

But the young servant in blue gave Yang Zhao a look of disdain, took out a brocade bag from his bosom, and took out a pair of chopsticks that were neither gold nor jade.

"The fish is loose and slightly sweet, just average!"

"There is too much tea oil in this shrimp, the tea aroma is overpowering and a bit greasy. Bad review!"

"This pickled pork with preserved vegetables is OK, but the bamboo shoots are a little old..."

The young servant in blue ate happily, commenting on the food from time to time, looking very excited.

Yang Zhao was speechless.

The bamboo shoots are a bit old. You are trying to steal the bamboo shoots. I'm afraid you have forgotten your identity as a "servant".

After half a cup of tea.

The young servant in blue was eating happily when he suddenly remembered that he might have been exposed.

Suddenly, the young man in blue froze all over, looked at Yang Zhao a little embarrassedly, and said, "Sir, you won't mind, I will treat you to a real meal some other day."

Yang Zhao picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and said, "Do you mind? Didn't you eat too? Are you full?"

The young servant in green laughed and said, "Not yet!"

Yang Zhao didn't care and said, "Then let's eat together?"

The young servant in green nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll reluctantly try the other dishes."