Fu Shaoxian also heard the news from the mouth of a subordinate, and said in surprise: "What are you talking about? That kid turned out to be a person from the Hidden Sect? And his master is very likely to be a true immortal? You're not joking with me, are you? In the cultivation world, but for hundreds of years, no one has broken through the immortal tribulation and achieved a true immortal!"

The subordinate hurriedly replied, "How dare I joke with you, master? Now in the convention center, almost all the cultivators are discussing this matter. Everyone agreed that Zhao Yuan's master, because he rarely went out of the mountain, became a true immortal and no one knew about it. There is also speculation that the Hidden World Sect to which Zhao Yuan belongs is likely to have a secret realm. The people in his sect are all cultivating in the secret realm, and they are not known to outsiders. ”

Fu Shaoxian's brows tightened, and after a moment of silence, he said, "If you say this, it makes sense." I really didn't expect that this kid who didn't look very good was actually a disciple of the Hidden World Sect...... I hope he won't spoil our good deeds!"

The subordinate hesitated for a moment and suggested: "Master, otherwise, our operation will be canceled this time, right? Once the operation starts, there will be casualties." If we are not careful, we will kill and injure this kid surnamed Zhao, and provoke his master or sect to come to take revenge, but we can't afford it!"

"Cancel the operation, what are you kidding!"

Fu Shaoxian glared at his subordinates fiercely.

"Not to mention, we have been planning for many days for this operation and how many people have been mobilized, just talking about the current situation of the nobles, we can't delay it! Believe it or not, as long as we dare to cancel the operation, we will die immediately! Besides, even if the master of the kid surnamed Zhao is a true immortal, it is not a big deal. If you are in a hurry, the nobles can also move out rescuers who are not weaker than the true immortals!"

The subordinates who were disciplined lowered their heads, but they only said 'yes', and did not dare to mention the cancellation of the operation.

After a pause, Fu Shaoxian said again: "The action must be carried out according to the plan, at most, let the people involved in the operation remember Zhao Yuan's appearance and let him live." As long as people don't die, his master and sect won't come to us for revenge!"

"It's still the master's wisdom!" the subordinate hurriedly slapped a sycophant.

"Okay, don't be a sycophant, you know, I don't like this set the most. Fu Shaoxian said this, but the expression on his face was clearly very satisfied with the sycophants of his subordinates.

The subordinates understood him very well, and hurriedly said: "Master, you have wronged me this time, I didn't pat your ass, I did it from the heart, I think your method is good and very wise." ”

Fu Shaoxian waved his hand and scolded with a smile: "You guy, the more you scold you, how can you get more energetic?

The subordinate hurriedly replied: "It has been brought in and scattered all over the convention and exhibition center to ensure that its fragrance can envelop all the spaces in the exhibition center, and there will be no dead ends." ”

"Very good!" Fu Shaoxian nodded with satisfaction, "Remember, in these three days, you must take care of these strange dream epiphany, and if there is a problem with any flowers, immediately change a pot to replenish it." ”

The subordinate commanded: "Understand! Master, I will do something, you can rest assured." ”

"Hmm. Fu Shaoxian responded, just at this time, an acquaintance walked towards him with a smile, he immediately stopped the topic, switched to a dignified demon exterminator, thought that people admired the modest posture, and chatted with the visitor with a smile.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the practitioner exchange conference is on the third day.

Tomorrow, the exchange and lectures will be over, and the trade fair will begin.

In these three days, Zhao Yuan listened to a lot of lectures in various genres and learned a lot of knowledge. During this period, many people wanted to ask him to talk about his views and comment on one or two, but he refused. Even the organizer approached him and wanted to invite him to give a lecture, but he politely refused.

After all, on the first day, he pretended to be in the limelight, and he was already in the limelight, and if he continued to pretend to be in the limelight, he would offend people.

In these three days, Zhao Yuan also produced a batch of pills to treat the disease of yin poison. According to the registration data, it was distributed to more than a dozen seriously ill Wuzhu practitioners.

Zhao Yuan was not worried that the pill he made would be imitated. Because these pills have been improved by Wu Peng's inheritance, even if Su Baicao and Old Man Shan are allowed to come out, they can't even think of analyzing the formula and dosage, not to mention, there is a special production process.

Only he can make this medicine!

After taking the pill and taking a bath with the medicine according to Zhao Yuan's request, most of the yin poison in the body of these more than a dozen seriously ill Wuzhu cultivators was really dissolved! The very small amount of the remaining yin poison could not set off the storm at all, and after the later stage of recuperation, they could still be cleaned up.

If you say that the Wuzhu cultivators, because they did not see the process of the Ying family receiving treatment, they still have some doubts and uneasiness in their hearts. Then, after witnessing the process of the healing of these dozen or so seriously ill Wuzhu cultivators, the little doubt and uneasiness in their hearts all vanished and ceased to exist!

In their minds, Zhao Yuan has become a god!

The one who could save them from the torment of illness was not God, and what was it?

In the past three days, Su Luo also anonymously contacted a killer organization called the 'Immortal Killing Society', which was composed of evil cultivators! I just didn't expect that Zhao Yuan's fame was also heard of by these outlaws, and they offered a very high price. Although Su Luo felt the pain in his flesh, he still agreed.

He also heard rumors about Zhao Yuan's identity, and because of this, he desperately wanted Zhao Yuan to die!

Because he was afraid of Zhao Yuan's revenge!

A descendant of a hidden sect, a disciple of a true immortal, if you want to take revenge on him, then he will definitely die!

Su Luo didn't want to die, so he had to let Zhao Yuan die!

As long as Zhao Yuan is dead, he will not only be able to relieve the hatred in his heart, but also no longer have to worry about revenge.

It's a pity that in the past few days, Zhao Yuan has been staying in the hotel next to the convention and exhibition center, and rarely goes out except to participate in the cultivator exchange conference. The organizers have stationed law enforcement officers in the convention and exhibition center and surrounding hotels. The killers of the Immortal Slayer Society have never found a good opportunity to do it.

Finally, on the evening of the third day, things took a turn for the better!

That night, Zhao Yuan actually took Lin Xue, Zhao Ling and others and left the hotel by car.

Su Luo, who had been secretly monitoring Zhao Yuan, immediately discovered the situation, and hurriedly used a mobile phone card that had not registered his ID card to contact the killer of the Immortal Killing Society, and used voice changing software to change his voice and order: "The target has left the hotel, you hurry up and kill him tonight!"

(End of chapter)