C1217 Meeting
C1217 Meeting
Not to mention that Hee Feng's move was quite useful. In just a few days, the problem of funding had been solved by him. And it was completely solved, because the wealthy people in Huaxia could no longer satisfy Hee Feng's needs. Under Tony's organization, he launched this business to the world. Therefore, in this year, cultivation paranormal schools of various sizes popped up like bamboo shoots after a rain.
Apart from shocking everyone, it also made ordinary people develop rich people. They all had the impression that they were stupid and rich. There was no other cultivation paranormal ability in their eyes. This was originally nonsense. How could they know that all of this actually existed?
It was already September, and it was the start of the semester. On this day, Lee Zhiyuan, who was cultivating in Dragon Group, came to Hee Feng and said goodbye, "The old boss is going to start school. I'll go to school first."
"Wait a minute." Hee Feng said with some doubt, but he asked, "I remember you guys are on vacation for two months. Why is school starting so soon? Isn't there still more than ten days before the school opens? Kid, don't tell me you want to cause trouble again? Be honest and bring me the Dragon Clan to cultivate. Otherwise, I will make your father beat you up..."
Seeing Hee Feng baring his teeth and brandishing his claws, Lee Zhiyuan could not help but shiver. He explained with a cold," I didn't participate in the military training before. Now I need to participate in the military training. Otherwise, I won't be able to get my graduation certificate... "
Hearing this, Hee Feng came to a realization. He waved his hand and Lee Zhiyuan left.
Hee Feng was currently busy with cultivation. At the same time, he pointed at Ma Niang. There was no other reason. He felt as if he was a monkey being played. Faang Zhiqin would report to him every few days, saying that Penglai Island Paradise would reappear in the world in a few days!
Unfortunately, every time Hee Feng rushed to the Eastern Sea from the Dragon Group, Faang Zhiqin would stand guard and point at the calm sea. He said to Hee Feng, "It seems that we were wrong. You can go back."
It was alright to do it once or twice, but the key was that Faang Zhiqin did not know what he was thinking. Every few days, he would create one for Hee Feng, causing him to run between the Eastern Sea and the Kunlun Mountains. As a result, Hee Feng had a feeling that Faang Zhiqin was intentionally causing trouble for himself.
However, this wasn't a bad thing, because the Penglai Island Paradise never came out. This was a great thing for the Dragon Group. They could make more preparations. For example, Hee Feng would be able to lie here and rest leisurely. If the Penglai Island Paradise came, he would be able to rest in peace. He wouldn't be able to do it. Now, he was so relaxed. And as time passed. Hee Feng was getting more and more confident.
The reason was none other than the appearance of a massive cannon cluster of 15,000 quantum cannon on the surface of the East Sea. This thing was carefully crafted by Hee Feng. Now, there would be six to seven thousand cannons being thrown onto the cannons every month.
With sufficient funds, the production speed was also increasing limitlessly.
In a few months' time, what awaited the Penglai Island Paradise would be a large group of forty to fifty thousand quantum cannon cannons. And with the passage of time, whether it was the power or the range of the quantum cannons, its firing speed had already been greatly increased. It could fire once every minute, and it only happened once every ten minutes!
In other words, the current 1000 gates could be compared to the previous 10,000 gates.
Hee Feng, who had been watching the magnificent scene in the East Sea two days ago, could not help but feel heroic when he saw the cannon barrels standing tall in the clouds. He even wanted to shout loudly, "Open the cannon and blast his mother!"
While Hee Feng and the others were waiting for the arrival of the Penglai Island Paradise, the Penglai Island Paradise was also waiting for the battle with them.
At the center of the Penglai Island Paradise, on the Heavenly Heart Pavilion.
In the past, there were hardly any signs of human habitation. It was almost like there was no one there. In the Heavenly Heart Pavilion where Master Xuan Xuan lived, there were human heads moving about. Many people had come. All the sects in the Penglai Island Paradise had come.
Kong Ling of the hundreds of sects, as well as their lackeys and guards, squeezed the entire Heavenly Heart Pavilion so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak out. Tens of thousands of people had gathered in this small area, making their final preparations. They were discussing what to do next.
In the spacious hall, two rows of chairs spread down along the red carpet from the high platform in the north. There were hundreds of chairs in front of the entrance of the hall, and there was a small table in front of each chair. There were wine, fruits, and snacks on the table. Just the exquisite pastries were enough to make people drool. They needed to be eaten first.
Not to mention the delicate and beautiful maid beside him.
However, at this moment, everyone in the hall was not paying attention to this little thing. The Cultivator standing in front of every chair had a solemn expression as they stared at the tall platform in the northernmost direction, waiting for the mysterious arrival of the Cultivator. All of their expressions remained unchanged. They stared at the tall platform in the northernmost area with a solemn expression, waiting for the mysterious arrival.
They had already waited here for an hour...
In just an hour's time, the mysterious person still did not appear. It was not easy for them to sit down because humility was in name. The boss of the Cultivator was in the Penglai Island Paradise, and he was the one who kept his word. Therefore, even though the legs of these cultivators were sore and impatient, they could only wait patiently, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
At this moment, a voice that sounded like a yellow bell suddenly sounded out, "Master Xuan Xuan has arrived..."
A long echo reverberated in the hall, accompanied by this echo. Behind the tall platform, there was a person wearing a white Daoist robe, his entire body was pure white. He was like a filial son dressed in mourning clothes, slowly walking towards the center of the platform. Behind him was a middle-aged man with a solemn expression. He looked somewhat similar to Murong. He was Murong's father, the current patriarch of Murong Family.
He was also the son of the ___.
He slowly sat down and looked at the countless cultivators standing below. He laughed. Then, he pretended to be confused and said, "Hey, why are you all standing and sitting? Sit, sit, sit, sit. Standing here is so tiring..."
After saying that. The Cultivator standing in front of the chairs in the hall finally dared to slowly sit down. However, before they sat down, they cupped their hands and shouted at Xuan Xuan.