It is a pleasant thing to be able to do whatever you want, and you don't have to hide your strength anymore, just like a rich man who no longer needs to hide his savings and can use his money as he wants, which is a cool thing for anyone.
Today's wind and sunshine are beautiful, flying in the sky with more than seven times the speed of sound, unscrupulously experiencing the comfort and pleasure of flying, and showing his ability at will, in this state, the trace of irritability in Zhang Tie's heart seems to have been blown away by the turbulent air flow in the sky.
From Jinwu City to Tielong Sect, thousands of miles away, Zhang Tie left Jinwu City, and in less than an hour, he arrived at the sky above Xuantian Peak.
Almost a week has passed, and the influence of the black posts sent by the three major sects has gradually appeared in the Iron Dragon Sect, although there has not been any chaos in the Iron Dragon Sect, but the thousands of meters long queue outside the mountain gate of the Iron Dragon Sect in the past who want to become disciples of the Iron Dragon Sect has now become a lot shorter.
A flying boat hovered above Xuantian Peak, just judging from the style and style of the flying boat, Zhang Tie could see at a glance that it was a flying boat from Xuanyuan Hill, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seemed not to be afraid of others knowing that he had sent someone to the Iron Dragon Sect, or perhaps, this was deliberately done by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to show some people, indicating that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still on his side at least at this time.
However, at this time, no matter whether His Royal Highness the Prince's move is sincere or scheming, Zhang Tie feels a little better in his heart, which is better than falling into the well and seeing the wind and making the rudder, with His Royal Highness the Prince's person, it is not easy to do this step.
Returning to the Iron Dragon Sect and saying hello to the elders in the sect, Zhang Tie was in a scenic attic on the Xuantian Peak of the Iron Dragon Sect, solemnly receiving the people who came to visit him on behalf of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at this juncture.
Zhang Tie thought in his heart that the person who came was His Royal Highness the Prince's chamberlain, or a master, but to Zhang Tie's surprise, on behalf of His Royal Highness the Prince, was a scribe with three strands of drifting long beard, holding a jade bone feather fan, and with a graceful demeanor.
Zhang Tie just glanced at that person, and that person's strength was in full view, the bright spots of that scribe's whole body only ignited the 34 bright spots on the divine palace and spine, just level nine, this strength was really "low" beyond Zhang Tie's expectations.
Although the strength is low, but that person is graceful, if someone else is holding a fan in Youzhou at this time, it must look a little awkward, but the white feather fan in this person's hand gives people the feeling that it is extremely coordinated, without the slightest abruptness, just like those old-school gentlemen in the Western Continent will bring an umbrella when they go out whether they need it or not.
The man saluted Zhang Tie, then sat down in the guest's seat, the maid brought tea, and then closed the door and retreated, leaving only two people in the attic.
"I don't know what Mr. is called," Zhang Tie asked with a smile.
Those who can represent His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must not be ordinary people, even if they are ordinary people, Zhang Tie will not despise them, so he still treats each other politely and politely, without a trace of arrogance on his face.
"My surname is Fang, my name is Fang Qingming" Mr.
Fang said neatly, just as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhang Tie had a good impression.
"It turned out to be Mr.
Fang, disrespectful," Zhang Tie said with his fists clenched.
"Don't dare, so-and-so is just under the account of His Royal Highness the Prince, and he is just doing his best for His Royal Highness the Prince," Mr.
Fang said in return.
In the kung fu of saying these few words, Mr.
Fang's slender and delicate eyes have been observing Zhang Tie, seeing that Zhang Tie is still not impatient at this time, deep and calm, without half a point of panic, Mr.
Fang's evaluation of Zhang Tie in his heart is a few points higher again, the entire Taixia, people who can still be calm and calm after receiving the black posts of the three major sects like Zhang Tie are definitely a handful.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at the age of Qianji Zhenjun, he definitely does not have the calmness, strength and fame of Qianji Zhenjun, this Qianji Zhenjun is really it As soon as this thought appeared in Fang Qingming's mind, Fang Qingming himself was slightly shocked, and then forcibly expelled this somewhat rebellious thought from his mind.
"I don't know what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has taught me when he sent Mr. to the Iron Dragon Sect this time" Zhang Tie didn't spare any bends, but asked directly to the point.
"His Royal Highness has always been very concerned about Zhenjun, that day in Xuanyuan Hill, Zhenjun's body has not yet healed due to the influence of the thunder of silence, this time I came to Youzhou, but also on behalf of His Royal Highness to ask, I don't know if Zhenjun's body has healed at the moment" Mr.
Fang shook the feather fan in his hand, which seemed ordinary, but it was a profound question.
How could Zhang Tie not understand the meaning of those words, but at this time Zhang Tie had already made up his mind in his heart, and naturally he didn't want to hide anything, "Thank you Your Highness for your concern, when I was in Southern Xinjiang, because of a coincidence, my body had already healed."
Fang Qingming sighed, and then looked at Zhang Tie with burning eyes, "Zhenjun's injury was suffered for Taixia and the people of the world in the holy war, it can be described as a high level of hard work, no one can erase it, if Zhenjun's body is not healed, the three major sects will send Zhenjun a black post from the sect, this is really rude, it makes the righteous people in the world chill, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not allow such perverse things to happen anyway."
This is already an obvious hint, as long as Zhang Tie says that his injuries have not healed, or pretends that his injuries have not healed, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who is far away in Xuanyuan Hill, will mobilize the power and connections in his hands to prevent the competition in a hundred days.
Relatively speaking, this is an excuse to save Zhang Tie's face to a certain extent, and to push away the black post of the sect.
If Taiyi Xuanmen didn't want to be pointed out by Qianfu in Taixia and get notorious, it would be impossible to force Zhang Tie to do it when Zhang Tie's injuries were not healed.
"I can't hide after all, if my injuries really haven't healed at the moment, I can naturally ignore the black post of that sect, but I have indeed healed now, and I have shown it in the Iron Dragon Cave Heaven, if I want to make the three major sects shrink their hands for this reason at this time, the three major sects will definitely be unwilling, if the three major sects want to let a national medicine holy hand verify it, check my body, a check, how can this lie deceive people, if I resist death, this time, Wouldn't it be clear to everyone in the world that I was lying, my Iron Dragon Sect would inevitably become a laughing stock, and the reputation and dignity of my Golden Crow Hall would be wiped out" Zhang Tie shook his head resolutely.
Honor and fame have never been too important to Zhang Tie, but this does not mean that Zhang Tie is willing to use them to abuse: