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Tang Yin and Hou Ge chatted in the house for a long time, but no one knew what they were talking about. When the two came out, Tang Yin was still the same, Hou Ge was also still playful and disrespectful, but his attitude towards Tang Yin had changed a lot, and he still revealed respect.
Without wasting any time, Tang Yin bade farewell to Hou Ge, Yan Xi, Shen Shu and the others. When he came, no one welcomed him, but now that he had left, Hou Ge personally saw him out the door. Looking at Tang Yin's departing back, Yan Xi first felt that Hou Ge was abnormal. She asked: "Big Brother Hou, what did you talk about with Tang Chu?"
Hou Ge was quiet for a moment, at the same time he shook his head, he lightly sighed, but did not say anything more, and silently walked back into the room. At this time, everyone in the Asura Sect was stunned. They looked at each other, not understanding what was happening.
In the middle of the day, the Thousand Tombs Valley, which was usually empty and almost deserted, suddenly became a sea of people. The gangs that came to attend the gathering, as well as the travelling adventurers who did not belong to any faction, gathered together for a total of more than ten thousand people.
When Tang Yin, Jiang Fan, Cheng Jin and the rest arrived, they did not see anything else. At this time, it was already impossible for them to squeeze their way to the front. Tang Yin was already prepared, he called a Carefree Sect disciple who was maintaining order not too far away over and handed him a letter. He asked him to pass it to Zhang Dong, the Sect Lord, who was waiting here for his reply.
The Carefree Sect disciple did not know Tang Yin, and had never seen him before. However, seeing how calm he seemed, as if he had an unusual relationship with the Sect Lord, the disciple did not dare to be negligent. After receiving the letter, he immediately ran into the valley. After waiting for less than an hour, the disciple finally returned. At the same time, he brought a group of people with him, and the person in the lead was none other than Zhang Dong.
~ Who knows if it's because he was too anxious to run or because he was too excited, but Zhang Dong's face was flushed red and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. Seeing Tang Yin from afar, he ran even more anxiously, shaking off the people around him and rushing forward, acting as if he was going to be rude. Tang Yin was even faster, and quickly arrived in front of Zhang Dong, stopping him just as he was about to kneel down. Those who didn't know what was going on saw this scene and thought that the two of them were old friends that they were close to, and that they were passionately hugging each other!
Tang Yin smiled slightly, and whispered into Zhang Dong's ear: "Sect Lord Zhang, do not expose this king's identity!"
Zhang Dong's body trembled. Only now did he realize that Tang Yin was wearing casual attire, and there were no signs of attire or guards around him. He anxiously took a step back, and increased the distance between him and Tang Yin by a little. He bowed his head and said: "Yes, big ?"
"Young master." Tang Yin reminded her with a smile.
"Young master!" Zhang Dong replied as if he was imitating eighth brother's words.
Tang Yin laughed: "I can see that your Carefree Sect's seating area isn't bad, if you don't mind letting me take a seat!"
Zhang Dong did not dare to mind, why would he mind, he had not even had the chance to welcome them! In his mind, since the King had personally come, the throne of the Alliance Master would belong to him as well. He nodded repeatedly, then shook his head again and again, shaking it like a rattle drum, and said, "I don't mind, I don't mind, Big..." Young master, please take a seat! " As he was speaking, he quickly turned his body and gestured to them to sit.
When Tang Yin walked past him, he saw that Zhang Dong was standing in place, obviously intending to go first by himself. He stopped his steps, and said in a low voice once again: "Don't do it so obviously, come with me like an old friend."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhang Dong agreed quickly, but as he was walking beside Tang Yin, he did not dare to breathe too loudly, nor did he dare to raise his head up high. Forget about the people from the Carefree Sect, even the nearby rangers started to pay attention to Tang Yin. One by one, they craned their necks to look at him, secretly guessing who the young man was who could walk shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Dong.
The Carefree Sect's viewing platform was tall and prominent, allowing one to clearly see the stage and also receive tens of thousands of gazes at the same time. Tang Yin was afraid that he would be recognized, and so he asked for a mask from Zhang Dong. The mask was small and made of iron. It could not be considered exquisite, but the mask covering the upper half of the face was not a problem. When he got up to the spectator's stand, Zhang Dong originally wanted to give the center seat to Tang Yin, but the latter chose the most corner seat and sat down.
It was not easy for Zhang Dong to force Tang Yin, when he was seated, he sat down by the side and sent all the disciples away, then asked: "Why didn't the King inform me in advance so that I could prepare in advance?"
Tang Yin waved his hand and smiled, saying, "This time, this duke is out on a tour and has only come to watch the show. I don't want to alarm anyone and also don't want others to know that this duke is paying attention to this gathering."
"Yes, yes, yes!" The King is right. "
While he was speaking, Tang Yin's gaze had been scanning the audience the entire time. It was good for him to be at a higher place, but looking at the black mass of people below, Tang Yin felt like a small mountain. He looked around, and casually asked: "How confident is Sect Lord Zhang in fighting for the Alliance Master?"
Zhang Dong's expression straightened, as he poured some tea for Tang Yin, and said: "If Holy Hall's Wei Xiaoxiao, Asura Sect's Hou Ge, and Baihui Hall's Zhou Kuan does not personally come, I have more than 80% of the confidence in being able to do so."
"Oh!" Tang Yin responded, without saying anything further, he picked up his teacup and wanted to drink more. Shangguan Yuanwu who was behind him took the initiative to receive the teacup and drank it up.
Zhang Dong was shocked, he turned his head and looked at Shangguan Yuanwu with a blank look. Tang Yin, on the other hand, took it to be normal, and laughed disapprovingly. When Yuanwu returned the teacup, Tang Yin indicated for Zhang Dong to continue pouring more tea, and lightly smiled: "My brother is thirsty."
Zhang Dong was also an experienced cultivator, and quickly realised that the King's guards were testing the poison in the tea. He breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the teapot to pour more tea.
"Although Zhou Kuan is powerful, it is not impossible for him to win. The most troublesome ones are Wei Xiaoxiao and Hou Ge, the two of them are top tier Spirit Cultivator, with their superb talents and profound cultivation, if the two of them were to end up like this, I am afraid ? This lowly person is hard to defend against! " Zhang Dong showed an expression of worry to Tang Yin.
Tang Yin drank his tea slowly and said, "Didn't I already send you five experts?"
Zhang Dong laughed bitterly, the five experts were more than enough to deal with the average Spirit Cultivator, but if it was against Wei Xiao and Hou Ge, he would be far behind, but he could not say it directly, so Zhang Dong could only stammer.
Tang Yin glanced at him, and said: "Alright, don't sit here with me for too long, so it will catch your attention. Since This King has personally come today, the result must be to the satisfaction of This King. "
Hearing this, Zhang Dong was relieved. He was raised and nurtured by the King, only he, the Alliance Master and King, would be satisfied! Thinking of this, he stood up with a smile all over his face and said in a low voice, "Then ? This little one will take my leave first. "
Tang Yin no longer looked at him, and waved his hand: "Go!"
The number of rangers in the valley continued to increase, and by the time the gathering had begun, there were already close to twenty thousand of them.1
Zhang Dong prided himself on being the sponsor of this gathering, so naturally, he would be the one to host this meeting. Under the gazes of everyone present, he strode off in all directions, and with a group of disciples surrounding him, he slowly descended from the stands and ascended to the stage. He looked around at the numerous rangers, satisfied with the number of people present, and smiled.
He cleared his throat, then cupped his hands and bowed. "Thank you, my fellow Daoists," he said, "for taking the time to come to the Eternally Buried Valley and join me, Feng Zhenren. I thank you, my friends."
The moment Zhang Dong opened his mouth, many Rangers were disgusted by him. Hearing the meaning behind his words, it was as if he treated himself as a landlord, as though everyone was giving him face.
Some people were disgusted, but there were also many people who were flattering him. Many of the gang leaders who had already been bribed by Zhang Dong, applauded and applauded. Hearing the scattered applause, Zhang Dong cupped his hands in a salute.
"Sect Lord Zhang, don't put on such a show, let's quickly get down to business!"
Someone among the rangers finally made a sound of dissatisfaction.
Zhang Dong's face turned serious, and said loudly: "My friends, I believe all of you know, that in order to rebel against the strong wind, the nomads of Ningxia have established a rebel Countercurrent Flow, originally, this is not even related to us Rangers, but the Countercurrent Flow is using us, Rangers, to threaten others, to lure them, to do whatever it takes to get them for themselves, if they do not, then they will be wiped out, their methods will be despicable to kill others, they will be extremely cruel, and they will not be able to tolerate it. We don't work for the imperial government, we just want to protect ourselves. We don't want to be the eagles of the imperial government, but we definitely don't want to betray our country, and we definitely won't be bullied to the top of our heads.
His words resonated with most of the rangers, and they nodded their heads, indicating that Zhang Dong's words were reasonable. If Countercurrent Flow was only used against the imperial government, then it would be fine not to provoke them.
"Sect Lord Zhang is right! We will not be the imperial eagle dogs, but we will also not rebel. We will help Countercurrent Flow to fight against the imperial government! "
"That's right!" The imperial government is the imperial government, while the rangers are rangers.
"The Countercurrent Flow is to use us Windman to fight the imperial government, to fight in the front, so that they can reap the benefits of being fishermen!"
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All of the Rangers said whatever they wanted to say, but most of them chimed in.
Zhang Dong smiled and waved to the audience, indicating for them to keep quiet. It was only after a long while that the audience quieted down. He continued, "It seems that everyone has no objections to the matter of the Alliance. Then, the following matter will be simple. We just need to choose a highly respected Alliance Master."
Everyone was clear in their hearts that the current alliance head was equivalent to the leader of all the Windwalkers. To be able to command all the Windwalkers and gangs, just how much authority did he have? How could this position not be something that everyone wanted to fight for?
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