Chapter 3568: Formal Cooperation

Ling Bufan's eyes flickered, full of hesitation and struggle.

"Mr. Dao, I want to ask first, why do you want to ask about the Tianhuan Temple?" Ling Bufan asked solemnly.

"Because a cultivator I know is involved with the Tianhuan Temple." Fang Yu said.

"Is this cultivator a member of the Tianhuan Temple?" Ling Bufan's face changed and asked.

"No... He was hunted down by the Tianhuan Temple." Fang Yu replied.

After this, Ling Bufan's face changed even more, and he shouted: "What!? Hunted down by the Tianhuan Temple!?"

"Yes, and it is said that he was hunted down by the Tianhuan Temple in the Five Wastelands." Fang Yu nodded calmly.

"Five, Five Wasteland's Tianhuan Temple jointly hunted... Oh, my God." Ling Bufan was shocked and stuttered, saying, "You, what did your friend do to bring such a disaster!?"

"I didn't say it was a friend, just a cultivator I knew." Fang Yu smiled, "As for what he did... I can tell you that he killed the master of the Tianhuan Temple in the East Wasteland."

"What!?"

Ling Bufan stood up suddenly.

At this time, he could no longer keep calm.

Even the look in his eyes when he looked at Fang Yu was a little vigilant.

That's the Tianhuan Temple!

The fate of provoking the Tianhuan Temple is only one word.

Death!

And not just yourself, but all those involved...must die!

This is the Tianhuan Temple.

"Mr. Dao Yu, is the cultivator you are talking about the Zhao Chengfeng from five hundred years ago!?"

At this time, Ling Jinshan behind him asked.

Zhao Chengfeng! ?

Yes, that's the name!

Ling Bufan also remembered this incident.

Five hundred years ago, the name Zhao Chengfeng was once the subject of heated discussion among the Five Wasteland cultivators!

Because in all these years, the only person who killed the master of the Tianhuan Temple... was this person!

"Yes, it's him." Fang Yu replied.

As he spoke, he smiled and looked at Ling Bufan.

And Han Miaoyi, who was standing next to him, also stared at Ling Bufan.

Ling Bufan knew that he had lost his composure a little, and he didn't look like the head of a top family in Dayuanzhou.

So, he squeezed out an awkward but polite smile and sat back in his chair.

"It's like this, Mr. Dao, you may get the same answer if you ask any cultivator anywhere about the Tianhuan Temple." Ling Bufan sorted out his thoughts and said, "This is a very mysterious and dangerous force."

"No one knows how long they have existed."

"The only thing we know is that all the cultivators who have offended the Tianhuan Temple in history... without exception, died extremely miserably. Not only did the cultivator die, but also his blood-related family members, the forces he belonged to, and his close friends... were all buried with him."

Speaking of this, Ling Bufan paused and continued, "And the deaths are very strange. They don't disappear instantly, but will suddenly die tragically in some public occasions. As for the way of death... bleeding from all seven orifices, losing all five internal organs, and only the skeleton and the layer of skin are left on the body..."

"The Zhao Chengfeng you mentioned killed the master of the Tianhuan Temple in Donghuang five hundred years ago. This incident was very sensational at the time, and I have heard about it."

"But As far as the style of the Tianhuan Temple is concerned, Zhao Chengfeng did that, and it has been five hundred years now... there is little hope for him to survive. "

Fang Yu nodded and said, "I don't want to know whether Zhao Chengfeng is still alive, I just want to know some more specific information about the Tianhuan Temple."

"For example, where is their base camp in the South Wilderness, what is the name of the temple master, what kind of force are they..."

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Ling Bufan shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Dao, I apologize for my previous boast. I really don't have much information about the Tianhuan Temple. What I just said is basically all I know, and our Ling family dare not provoke this force too much, so as not to cause trouble."

"Understood." Fang Yu replied.

At this time, the maid had already brought the second pot of blood red flower juice over, ready to pour it into Fang Yu's cup.

"No need to pour it, just give it to me." Fang Yu reached out and took the jade pot.

Then, he raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

This scene made Ling Bufan and Ling Jinshan next to him stunned.

They didn't know that the blood red flower juice could be drunk like this...

"This water must be delicious! Otherwise, the master wouldn't have been drinking it all the time! I must find a way to try the taste!" Han Miaoyi next to him thought as he watched this scene.

After drinking another pot, Fang Yu felt that the true energy in his meridians was running faster.

It took one cycle of time before, but now it can circulate ten cycles of time.

And the little golden man in the dantian was so dazzling that it was almost out of the body.

"This blood red flower is really a good thing, I have to get more." Fang Yu thought to himself.

"Mr. Dao, if I have any information other than the Tianhuan Temple, I can definitely provide it to you. If not, I will help you check it out, and I believe there will be results soon." Ling Bufan came back to his senses and said, "But this Tianhuan Temple... I really dare not touch it. After all, if something goes wrong, it will involve the whole family."

"We, the Ling family, are just doing a little business, we don't have such a big guts..."

"Your Ling family's business is not small, Ling's Auction House is open all over the Southern Wasteland, and it will soon be open to the other four wastelands, right?" Fang Yu said with a smile.

"Hey, it's just to make a living. If you really want to open to the other four wastelands, it's not that easy." This is the topic that Ling Bufan wanted to discuss the most. With his eyes shining, he said, "To open to the other four wastelands, you must get the support of the more powerful forces in that wasteland."

"But to contact such forces... it's too difficult for us."

"Actually, I can help you with this." Fang Yu smiled.

Ling Bufan's eyes widened and he said happily, "If this is really possible, it would be great."

"But our cooperation should be more formal." Fang Yu said, "It's better to sign an agreement or something. You help me investigate intelligence, and then I will help you connect to the Northern Wasteland, and I will definitely let your Ling's Auction House gain a foothold in the Northern Wasteland."

"No problem!" Ling Bufan immediately agreed excitedly.

But for Fang Yu, this sentence now seemed like an empty promise.

But in fact, he thought it was not difficult to help. In the future, it should be very simple to open Ling's Auction House in Beihuang.