The two of them responded and turned to leave the room. After seeing the two of them leave, Shen Jianqiu asked the young man in a deep voice,"Lang 'er, have you investigated this matter thoroughly?”
"Father, every word is true. Today, the two of them committed another crime and were discovered by the disciples in the dojo. After tracking them all the way, we found where the two of them were staying. The two of them were very powerful, so our people did not dare to alarm them.”
"This matter is of great importance and cannot be trifled with. You can go down first and continue to monitor those two. Don't alarm them. If they discover us, I'm afraid our strength won't be enough.”
"Yes, Father!" Shen Lang agreed and left the study.
Seeing Shen Lang leave the study, Shen Jianqiu took out his phone from his pocket. He hesitated for a while before dialing a number.
"What is it?" A deep and dignified male voice came from the phone.
"Lord Shing Wong, I am Shen Jianqiu. I have something to report to Lord Shing Wong!”Shen Jianqiu's hand trembled as he held his phone.
"Speak?"
"Yes, it's like this...”Shen Jianqiu recounted the entire incident in fear and trepidation, his entire body sweating profusely.
At the same time, in the Yellow Spring Dojo in the provincial capital.
Sitting on the sofa was a middle-aged man with a thin figure but a dignified expression. He was wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit. He had a head of gray hair and a mustache. He looked dignified without being angry, but his sharp eyes had a hint of evil. Behind him stood four elders of different heights and sizes. How to describe these four people? They were ugly, as ugly as ghosts. If anyone came here inadvertently, they would probably be scared out of their wits by these people.
The middle-aged man hung up the phone and threw it to a short old man with a large patch of black spots on his left face.
An old man on the left bowed and asked,""Milord, what happened?" The old man was slender and at least 1.9 meters tall. His eyes were deeply sunken, and he looked like a skeleton covered in a layer of human skin. His voice was sharp like an owl's cry, making people feel like grinding their teeth.
The middle-aged man did not reply." Follow me to see the two Venerable Lords!”After saying that, he took the lead and walked into the inner room. The four of them followed closely behind. However, they were puzzled in their hearts. They did not know what had happened to alarm the two Venerable Lords. These two Venerables were revered in the sect and had terrifying strength. They suddenly came here five days ago and seemed to have a breakthrough in their cultivation. They had been cultivating in seclusion in the secret room for the past few days. Other than sending people to send food to others every day, no one was allowed to disturb them.
A moment later, the middle-aged man led the four of them to a stone room. It was very strange that there was a stone room here. This secret room was located under the dojo. It was originally the middle-aged man's usual cultivation place, but now it was occupied by two fierce people.
"This humble servant, Liu Wancheng, the City God of Chengdu, requests an audience with the two Venerable Lords!”Liu Wancheng patted his sleeves and tidied the creases on his clothes. He cupped his hands and said loudly. The other four people also stood behind Liu Wancheng with respectful expressions.
As soon as Liu Wancheng finished speaking, there was a loud bang. The stone door of the secret chamber in front of him seemed to have been hit by a cannonball and exploded. Stone chips flew everywhere, and Liu Wancheng couldn't even open his eyes. A black shadow flashed out from the stone door. Liu Wancheng opened his eyes and saw a ferocious, iron-black face full of killing intent. This person was less than Liu Wancheng's shoulder and was dressed in black linen clothes. His face was stiff like a vampire, without any emotion. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. His empty eyes seemed to be able to seduce souls, as if everyone in front of him was dead. He was staring at Liu Wancheng angrily.
"Do you want to die?" He squeezed out three words through his teeth. It was like a ghost's howl from hell, without the slightest hint of life.
"I didn't mean to disturb you, but I really have something important to tell you! Please forgive me, Lord Venerable!" Liu Wancheng felt a chill in his heart in broad daylight and immediately knelt down.
"Haha... Old Hei, calm down, why bother with a bunch of kids!”Just as Liu Wancheng and the others were about to give up, a piercing laugh came from the stone door that the black-faced man had smashed. A man in white walked out, his hair disheveled. It was winter, and it was unknown if he was trying to act cool or cool. He was fanning himself with a white paper fan in his hand. It was really strange. His deathly pale face was full of smiles, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up. No one knew what he was laughing about. Although he looked very kind and gentle, his laughter was very strange. His small eyes were abnormally lively and filled with evil, giving people the feeling that there was a knife hidden in his smile. In stark contrast to the black-faced and short man, one was tall and one was short, one was black and one was white. If one was said to be an angry Vajra, then the other was a smiling Maitreya.
"Haha... Get up, little ones. If you have anything to say, say it quickly!”These words made Liu Wancheng and the others sweat. Little guy? Each of them looked older than these two, yet they actually called him little fellow. However, they all knew that the age of martial artists could not be judged by their appearance alone. Some people looked younger the more powerful their cultivation was, while some people looked older than their peers because of the cultivation method they practiced. Just like the two people in front of him, it was impossible to tell their actual age from their faces, but Liu Wancheng knew that they were definitely much older than him.
Just as Liu Wancheng was about to get up, he was horrified to find a powerful aura emanating from the white-robed man. His knee, which had just left the ground, slammed heavily into the ground again. Liu Wancheng raised his head and looked at the man in white's face, which had a hint of a playful smile. This person was too scary. He could only be described as hiding a knife in his smile and a needle in his cotton. He could clearly feel that the auras of these two people seemed to be a little stronger than when they first arrived. It seemed that they had successfully broken through. Liu Wancheng felt a tinge of fear in his heart. He obediently knelt down and didn't dare to get up.
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