The richest man in the magic city

The young Taoist priest subconsciously wanted to refuse, but just like Fang Xiaoru's eyes met, he immediately swallowed what he said when he was struck by lightning.

Holding an adult, he jumped up from the raft and onto the ten-meter-high dam. Such an incredible strength was enough to shock everyone.

The young Taoist nodded tremblingly, and said in fear, "Come with me."

Under the pressure of Fang Xiaoru, Taoist priests led the way, passing two small hills, crossing two streams, and finally came to the main peak of Longhu Mountain.

This main peak is never open to the outside world, and only the core disciples of Longhu Mountain are qualified to enter it.

The main peak is tall and steep, with green trees and beautiful scenery.

Above the main peak, there are six halls scattered around.

These six halls guard the most central hall like stars holding the moon.

There is a gilded plaque on the hall with three characters: Tianshi Hall.

This is the core place of Longhu Mountain and one of the birthplaces of Chinese Taoism.

"Junior Brother Chen, who are these two?"

At the gate of the Temple of Heavenly Master, the two Taoist guards looked at Fang Xiaoru and the others who were approaching, and asked.

Without waiting for the young Taoist priest to reply, Fang Xiaoru took a step forward, took off his sunglasses, and said first: "I am Fang Xiaoru of the Universe Group. I have something to see here to see your head."

The Taoist guards were shocked when they heard Fang Xiaoru's self-introduction. They fixed their eyes and found that the person in front of them was indeed Fang Xiaoru, the world's richest man with a worldwide reputation!

Although they were supposed to be a pure-hearted Taoist priest, when facing Fang Xiaoru, their mood was still upset.

One of them quickly said: "It turns out that Mr. Fang is here. Please wait here for a while. I will immediately report to the head."

Talking, walked quickly inside.

Modern society is a society in which network information flourishes.

Even the Taoist priests, the reputation of Xiaoru.

At this time, in the main hall of the Heavenly Master Palace, Zhang Daochang, the head of the Longhushan Zhengyi faction, and several elders were looking up and down at a mahogany sword.

"Master, Master."

The Taoist guardian ran up to Zhang Daochang in a hurry, muttering loudly, "Mr. Fang Xiaoru, of the Universe Group, is outside the door, saying that he wants to see you for something."

Zhang Daochang, who was at a loss for the peach wood sword in front of him and could not identify its authenticity, suddenly raised his head and said with a smile: "Why did I forget him? Hurry, please invite Master Fang in."

After learning about Fang Xiaoru's miracles, Zhang Daochang became a master without consciously calling him.

The Taoist guarding the gate got the order and quickly returned to the gate to invite Fang Xiaoru in.

Zhang Daochang said to the surrounding decent elders: "Master Fang is here later, let him identify it, and he will definitely be able to identify it."

"Master Fang?"

Several elders were puzzled, "Who is this master?"

Zhang Daochang recalled Fang Xiaoru's majestic appearance in the waters of Somalia, and said: "Master Fang is Fang Xiaoru, the founder of the Universe Group."

"Fang Xiaoru of the Universe Group?"

Several elders looked at Zhang Daochang with a stupefied expression, "The head, although this Fang Xiaoru is great, he created the world's largest business empire with one hand. But how can he recognize a magical weapon like a secular businessman?"

Opposite Zhang Daochang, there were two people, one old and one young.

The old man was wearing a gray robe, but his face was flushed and full of blood when he was over sixty years old. He was a master of cultivation and transformation.

Next to him, there was a young man in the world with gorgeous clothes and world-famous brands all over his body.

Such a stylishly dressed man appears very abrupt in a place full of antiquity.

This man is handsome in appearance, and what is most influential is his hooked nose.

This turbid son brother, the strength is also good, reaching the dark energy.

The brother-in-law smiled and said, "Zhang Daochang, it's been so long, and you haven't determined it yet. Now you have to ask a secular businessman to identify its true and false.

Forget it.If you are not sure, then I will not force it.Ma Bo, put away the peach wood sword, we leave Longhu Mountain, lest we be thought that we are cheating."

"Yes, master."

The old man in the robe stepped forward and was about to take away the mahogany sword placed on the table.

But it was stopped by the elders of the decent faction.

"Prince prince, it is related to the long-lost peach wood sword of our heavenly master. We have to be cautious. Please forgive me."

The prince was just acting, and he didn't really plan to leave.

He pretended to be dissatisfied and snorted, and said: "Then you guys have to hurry up. I'm not sure after today, then I will take my things and leave."

"Yes, yes, we must give you an answer today."

A grizzled elder said with a smile.

Then turned his head, looked at Zhang Daochang, and said softly: "The head, the peach wood sword handed down by Zhang Daoling's ancestor, passed away as early as eight hundred years ago.

However, according to the records of ancient books, we can find that it is still similar to this peach wood sword.This classic is only available in Dragon Tiger Mountain, others cannot see it.This ruled out the possibility of forgery.

In my opinion, this peach wood sword is the sword of the ancestor Zhang Daoling.Let's quickly exchange with Wang Peng."

Zhang Daochang frowned, although the peach wood sword Wang Peng brought was very similar to the one recorded in the ancient books.

But he always had a bad premonition in his heart, and it was this premonition that kept him from making up his mind.

He looked at the door and said lightly: "Don't worry, wait for Master Fang to come in and ask him to give us a palm."

When the elders heard this, they all shook their heads slightly.

In their view, Fang Xiaoru was a secular businessman, and there was no way to discern the authenticity of this mahogany sword.

But since the boss insisted, they didn't have much to say.

After a few minutes, the Taoist guarding the gate led a man and a woman to the center of the hall.

Seeing this, Zhang Daochang quickly got up from his chair and greeted him with a smile: "Master Fang is here."