The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

Under the leadership of the elders Feng and Yao, all the people in the Zhenbei Hall greeted the new Zhenbei Hall Master together.

I saw a middle-aged man in a purple robe falling from the sky and slowly came to everyone.

"From today on, everything is under his command." When the middle-aged man in purple robe appeared, he was carrying his hands and said to the people with majesty.

However, when everyone heard him at the scene, he felt a little disgusted in his heart, not to mention the identity of the middle-aged man in purple robe. Even if you are the new Zhenbei Palace Lord, what does it mean to be arrogant? Would you like to give us an old man in the north hall of Zhenzhen?

"Well see the palace master." Feng and Yao were the first to salute, then all the alchemists of the Zhenbei Palace were saluting in unison to the middle-aged people in the purple robe, but the voice was not very neat, and it was a little weak. feel.

The middle-aged man in Zipao glanced at everyone, and snorted coldly: "Since the seat is here, everything from the last lord of the palace must be completely disappeared, otherwise the seat will be meaningless."

Hearing this, some people knew that it was about standing up. After all, they had just come to take over as the lord of the hall. If they didn’t stand up, I’m afraid it would be difficult to take root here.

"Wu Zhong, the former owner of the Zhenshui Temple, also served at the top level of the Danmeng League. Some of you may have heard of me, or many people may not know me, but after today, you will know that I am What kind of person?" Wu Zhong said coldly.

"Master Wu Dian, you have come from afar, we have prepared a wind banquet for you." Elder Feng said stepping forward, with a respectful look on his face, but deep in his eyes, there was a trace of imperceptible insidiousness.

Wu Zhong glanced at Elder Feng and said, "Don't be in a hurry to catch the wind banquet, but I heard that there is a man named Fang Lin in Zhenbei Hall, but he is a disciple of the last hall master. Is there this person?"

Hearing this, many people looked at Fang Lin in the crowd, and Fang Lin was calm in his expression, but sneered in his heart.

Just like Fang Lin expected, this new lord is not only as simple as taking over the Zhenbei Hall, but it is also for his own purpose.

At the moment, Fang Lin stepped out and came to the front to salute Wu Zhong's fist: "Younger Fang Lin, have seen Master Wu Dian."

Wu Zhongju was condescending and looked at Fang Lin indifferently: "Are you Fang Lin?"

Fang Lin nodded: "Junior is exactly."

There was a trace of contempt in Wu Zhong's mouth: "Very good, but since you were the proselytized disciple of the last Zhenbei Hall Master, then you are not a proselytized disciple. I have deprived you of your identity, but can I object? "

As soon as this remark came out, many people on the scene showed unexpected colors. Obviously, Wu Zhong would have been so direct. Once he came up, he deprived Fang Lin of the palace heir's identity. This is already a very obvious intention.

Many people showed their anger. Fang Lin was a disciple of Ye Mengxian. Ye Mengxian didn't leave long before Wu Zhong deprived Fang Lin from taking office. He was deliberately suppressing Fang Lin.

Fang Lin looked as usual, without any annoyance and unwillingness because he was deprived of his identity, and seemed quite calm.

"The juniors have no objections." Fang Lin said.

Wu Zhong heard the words and looked at Fang Lin's calm expression. He was surprised. He originally thought that Fang Lin should at least show his dissatisfaction, but he didn't expect this child to be so calm.

However, Wu Zhong didn't care whether Fang Lin was really calm. He came here to suppress Fang Lin step by step and drive Fang Lin out of Zhenbei Hall.

At the moment, Wu Zhong withdrew the token of the heir to Fang Lin.

Later, a group of people went to the wind banquet, and Wu Zhong was full of enthusiasm. He seemed to be in a good mood, and there was no feeling of being taller than before.

Feng and Yao kept talking with them, and they seemed to be engaged.

At the wind banquet, Wu Zhong sat in the main seat, intertwined with the elders of Zhenbei Hall, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Master Wu Dian, the juniors toast you a cup." Fang Lin stood up, carrying a wine glass, came to Wu Zhong in front of him to toast.

Who knows that Wu Zhong turned a blind eye and continued to talk with Elder Yao as if he didn't hear Fang Lin's voice at all.

This scene made many people unhappy.

"Master Wu Dian, Fang Lin is toasting you." Elder Feng reminded.

Wu Zhong frowned, looking at Fang Lin with some dissatisfaction, but still barely smirked.

"The juniors respected Wu Dianzhu." Fang Lin said, showing respect, and seemed to put his posture very low.

Wu Zhong gave a soft whisper, his attitude was very cold, but he also picked up the glass and drank the wine in the glass.

When Wu Zhong drank this glass of wine, Fang Lin glanced at the coldness, the respectful look, and disappeared instantly.

Tossing the glass in his hand, Fang Lin looked at Wu Zhong indifferently.

The sound of the wine glass falling on the ground was crisp and harsh, and the whole feast of the wind was suddenly quiet, and the needle fell.

Wu Zhongleng took a moment, but did not expect that Fang Lin would suddenly change his face. Now his anger rose, and he said in his mouth: "Fang Lin! Do you dare to be so brazen?

Fang Lin smiled softly, and ignored Wu Zhong, turned around, and walked step by step to the throne of the main hall.

Everyone is looking at Fang Lin, most of them have strange expressions. It seems that they have known such a scene for a long time, and some people are stunned. Obviously, they do not know that such a thing will happen at the wind banquet.

Feng and Yao also stood up, did not look at Wu Zhong, and stood indifferently on both sides of the throne of the hall, as if they were two door gods.

And Fang Lin, Shi Shiran was sitting on the throne of the main hall.

"Bold!" Wu Zhong was furious. That was his throne. Fang Lin was sitting at the moment. How could he bear it?

Fang Lin sat naturally on the throne of the main hall~www.readwn.com~ With one hand on his head, his posture seemed a bit lazy and more casual.

"Wu Zhong, who are you bold?" Fang Lin said with a smile.

Wu Zhong's face was extremely gloomy. Even if he reacted slowly, he noticed that the atmosphere was very wrong.

"Do you know what you are doing?" Wu Zhong said softly, the breath of the strong bones involuntarily diffused out.

Everyone on the scene was backing away, and those who were still dazed, were immediately pulled away by the people beside them.

But all the elders and deacons of Zhenbei Hall stood here in Fang Lin, looking at Wu Zhong with hostility.

Wu Zhong found that there was no one beside him and was completely isolated.

To be precise, Wu Zhong was the only person from beginning to end. This huge Zhenbei Hall was simply not something he could integrate into.

"Master Wu Dian, I have to tell you something, but don't be angry after you hear it." Fang Lin said with a smile.