The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

He wanted to start his true path of cultivation, but leaving didn't mean that he wouldn't come back. Jiangnan was his base camp, and he couldn't easily abandon it.    

During this period of time, his reincarnation had given him the enlightenment of the mortal world. However, more than that, he had a vague feeling that something bad was about to happen.    

When he had just been reborn, he didn't have that feeling. However, ever since he obtained the Heaven Seeking Sword and the Ten-thousand-year Stone Liquid, this feeling had become stronger and stronger.    

It was as if there was a big hand controlling his fate.    

This was an illusory feeling. He wasn't sure, but this feeling lingered in his heart.    

This was an extremely bad feeling.    

Because that meant that his fate was being controlled from the start.    

He had reincarnated with his body, and had created the karma of the mortal world. He had done everything he needed to do. Now, it was time for him to seriously think for himself.    

When the Qiuann Group was established, it was in the west of the capital.    

Since ancient times, there was a saying in the capital, The East is rich and the West is expensive. Therefore, many of the princes' residences in the previous dynasty were located in the west of the capital.    

The monks and seas in the capital were different. There were not many modern skyscrapers. Compared to the coastal cities of these modern skyscrapers, the capital seemed to be a little backward. Especially in the Second Ring, there were very few buildings with more than thirty floors. In the modern skyscrapers, there were gray courtyards mixed with them.    

These courtyards were the courtyards. Many of these courtyards had become scenic spots, and those close to the Ancient Imperial City had become the private residences of some important figures in the capital.    

The number of courtyards that could own a private residence in the capital, excluding those big shots that had been seen in the Golden Times, would not exceed ten people.    

At the entrance of a gray courtyard in a secluded alley in the west of the city, a luxury car slowly stopped. The person who got out of the car was none other than Jiang Liufeng, who had his face covered in dirt at the Jiangnan hunting ground.    

Half of Jiangnan. It had been directly lost to him.    

During this period of time, Prince and Jiang Liufeng did not have a good life. First, he was slapped by his grandfather, and then he was punished to stay in the house for two months and reflect on his mistakes. This was because he had just been released from the house.    

Jiang Liufeng's expression was very serious. After getting off the car, he first looked at the door of the courtyard house, as if he was afraid of going in.    

This was a very ordinary courtyard house. Looking at it from the gate, the face of the street was a little old and narrow, but after going in, there was a completely different world inside.    

A nine-meter long wall was carved with a mountain and water painting. The strokes were vigorous and it was obvious that it was made by a famous person.    

After entering, Jiang Liufeng carefully passed through the wall of shadows, turned around, and entered the backyard. He passed through two more wells before arriving at the back garden.    

In the huge back garden, there was actually a very quiet courtyard. This small courtyard was situated in the middle of the garden, surrounded by water. It was completely on an island in the middle of a lake.    

Who would have thought that this extremely ordinary courtyard outside would actually have an entirely different world?    

The atmosphere of the courtyard was extremely luxurious, and the details were unique. Just this back garden alone would probably consume the painstaking efforts of countless skilled craftsmen.    

This was simply a duke's residence, not a courtyard. It was even more luxurious than an ordinary duke's residence.    

This courtyard house had more than two hundred years of history.    

Very few people knew. Even fewer people knew who the owner of this courtyard house was. This courtyard house was the residence of the master of Hong Sect.    

Qinghong, Southern Green Northern Flood. Southern Green originated from Northern Flood. In other words, before the Qinghong was separated, the Qing Gang was just a branch of Hong Sect.    

The Qing Gang had a history of a hundred years, but the Hong Sect had a history of three hundred years.    

The Green Gang and the Hong Sect were originally a family that had no distinction between flesh and blood.    

The organization of the Hong Sect was more complete than the Green Gang. The rules of the Hong Sect were much more complete than the Green Gang. The influence of the Hong Sect was also greater than the Green Gang.    

Even in the North America, there was a World's Hong Sect headquarter, and even a branch of the Hong Sect. It was the predecessor of one of the eight major factions of this country - the High Duke's Hall.    

Anyone who knew a little about politics understood the position of the President of the High Duke's Party.    

And the High Duke's Hall was just a branch of the Hong Sect.    

In the garden of the courtyard house that looked very small and old, but was unusually large, in the garden of the courtyard house. There was a room in the courtyard of the lake island that was decorated in a vintage style. It was completely the style of the 30th century. Next to the armchair, under the middle hall, there was an ancient phonograph! Next to it was an incense burner! Smoke lingered inside. The entire room was emitting a faint but refreshing fragrance. This fragrance was the extremely expensive Ambergris!    

And the record on the phonograph was the same old record from the last century.    

An old man was sitting on an armchair with his eyes closed, and on an chair beside him. After Jiang Liufeng entered, he did not dare to speak at all. He only dared to walk over quietly and quietly sit on another chair, waiting for the old man to open his eyes.    

The old man's hair was all white, but there was not a single wrinkle on his face. His face was red, as if he was deep in thought with his eyes closed, but also as if he was taking a nap! However, Jiang Liufeng did not dare to make a sound. He could only sit there blankly. The various expressions in his eyes turned into one of respect.    

He was even more respectful than the old man of Jiang family when he saw his grandfather.    

The old man stood straight like a pine tree, and his body carried a dignified aura. Even with his eyes closed, it still made people feel fear in their hearts! This kind of aura was the so-called Jianghu Qi.    

"You are too anxious!"    

Jiang Liufeng said in a low voice.    

"I just want to complete your orders as soon as possible. After all, the Hong Sect is in the capital. . . "    

After the record was released, the old man slowly opened his mouth. He did not open his eyes. Instead, he shook his head and felt the emotions that he had just been immersed in the record. Only then did he slowly open his eyes.    

Just by opening his eyes, two rays of light flashed in the old man's eyes. He glanced at Jiang Liufeng indifferently.    

"In this world, there is nothing but white and black. This world is formed by black and white. When there is day, there will naturally be night. If I can sit upright for fifty years, wouldn't I understand better than you? "    

Jiang Liufeng lowered his head and said in a low voice with sweat all over his forehead.    

"You are right. I have always remembered your teachings. If it was not for that Yang Qiu, my plan would not have been a problem. "    

The old man smiled casually.    

"Your plan was not bad. However, it couldn't withstand the test. This is the biggest problem. This isn't considered a crushing defeat. We ordinary people do the things of ordinary people. . . Those who aren't human, do their things. . . Your biggest mistake is to control people like them. . . Can you control the people of Heaven Sect?"    

"You're right. I'm thinking too much. Then what do you think we should do this time? "    

The old man smiled faintly:    

"Hehe! What should we do? Do what you need to do, and fight for what you need to fight for. Go and fight for what you have to fight for. Don't forget. You are a righteous person, but your grandfather asked you to take over the Hong Sect. In other people's eyes, the Hong Sect was the underworld. It is a crooked path, not a white path. It's not the righteous path, you. . . Your eyesight is still not good. You need to train more. "    

The old man seemed to be smiling, but there was no hint of a smile in his eyes.    

"This is my cooperation with your grandfather. You don't understand. If you don't understand, you will lose and die! "