Fortune Chapter 807

North China, Taiyuan City, the old Chen family residence.

After this battle, Ye Han had finally gained a foothold in this part of northern China, and no one dared to underestimate him, for those who despised him had already paid a heavy price, and even the ancient martial arts sects that attached great importance to him had not been able to gain an advantage.

Right now, Ye Han has basically become the hottest figure in China, his popularity has overshadowed the two wizards, Nalan Mietian and Murong Tiandu, and he has taken the position of the first genius in China, his popularity is unmatched.

Inside the Chen family’s old mansion, people belonging to Ye Han’s side had been placed here, Emei’s people had returned to the south, and Madman had also arrived here yesterday. Right now, for Huangfu Qitian in Yanjing City, Ye Han had to be on guard, as Chu Xuangi had died in battle, what kind of anger this powerful old man would explode into, no one was sure.

However, two days in a row pa*sed, but the Yanjing side was very calm, Huangfu Qitian still sat in Yanjing City, not the slightest intention to come to Taiyuan, which made Ye Han puzzled and at the same time, more cautious, with Huangfu Qitian’s personality, if he could endure this bad temper, secretly, maybe he had other bigger plans.

Of course, Ye Han had called Madman over from Shanhai City, not just to prevent Huangfu Qitian, in his mind, there was a bigger plan, even if he went to Xiangjiang to ask Jing Yi to come out, it was not just to deal with Chu Xuanji, this plan, in Ye Han’s mind, had been planned for many days.

“It seems that Huangfu’s old man is really prepared to swallow this bad breath, could it be that this old man has other plans in secret?”

Inside the hall, all the people were sitting together.

“It’s good that he’s not coming, it saves things too.” Ye Han said; “In this part of North China, at the moment, apart from Nalan Mietian who is our strong opponent, the Northern Meditation Longbow who escaped back to Inner Mongolia is no longer enough to worry about, you can kill him anytime you want, however, the Ancient Martial World has made such a big move this time, for them we have to be prepared, maybe next time, their moves will be even bigger.”

“Bunny, what do you have in mind to tell us?” Madman said as he glanced at Ye Han, the others’ eyes were likewise looking at Ye Han, the former was resourceful, facing every crisis, he had the means to turn corruption into magic, right now, everyone’s opponent in North China was Nalan Miantian yes, but the Ancient Martial World was also an uncertainty, for them, it was even more important to be on guard.

Seeing the gazes around him, Ye Han smiled lightly, then calmly said; “My idea is; Shaomuro Mountain!”

At those words, the corners of the Madman’s eyes mimicked, in his heart, he had more or less guessed Ye Han’s intentions.

“Little Han, could it be that you want to fight the idea of Black Prison?” South Fist Huang Wanqin asked as his eyes burned at Ye Han.

“Not bad.” Ye Han said; “In the Black Prison, there are many experts being held, all of them are extremely strong, these people basically have grudges with the Ancient Martial World, if we release them, then the Ancient Martial World will definitely be in chaos, and then I’m afraid these guys won’t have any spare thoughts to deal with me.”

“Good, I agree with you, if we go to Shaomou Mountain, count me in as Huang Wanqin.” Huang Wanqin said heavily, in that black prison, his most important people were imprisoned, this place, sooner or later, he would have to go and break into it.

“Kid, I’m afraid this is the real purpose of you calling me to the mainland, right?” Jing Yi’s beautiful eyes swept and landed on Ye Han’s body.

Ye Han nodded without evasion, this was indeed his main purpose for asking Jing Yi to come out, dealing with Chu Xuanji was only incidental.

Old Master Chen said; “Hitting the Black Prison requires caution, Shao Muro Mountain is full of experts, those guarding the Black Prison are all experts from the Dharma Academy, moreover, there are also the Four Sacred Monks sitting in the town, the slightest negligence will result in complete failure.”

“Don’t worry, I have also invited someone, just that old guy is nowhere to be found?” Thinking of the scruffy old dao who had already brought Little Qingcheng to the north, Ye Han shook his head, this old fellow was secretive in his movements, no one would be able to find him unless he took the initiative to show himself.

“Little B*****d, I can hear you cursing me with these ears from a long way away, what, do you really think Master Dao will back out of what he promised you?”

At this time, outside the hall, the scruffy old Dao walked in with a step while drinking.

Seeing this, Ye Han stood up and laughed; “Old man, I’m really a bit uneasy without you here, ah, by the way, where did you get that girl?”

“Don’t worry, that girl is fine now, she doesn’t need you kid to worry about her here with me.” The scruffy old Taoist took his seat and continued; “You kids better hurry up if you want to hit the Black Prison, something big will happen in China recently, let’s go and join in the fun then.”

“Big event?” Ye Han looked at the scruffy old dao strangely, to be described as a big thing by this old guy, then what was about to happen would definitely not be simple.

“Don’t ask too many questions, you will naturally know when it’s your turn to know.” The scruffy old dao gulped a mouthful of wine, looked at the maniac who was leaning back in his chair with a scattered face, and said; “Kid, I heard that your Ji family’s old undead will also come this time, so there might be a good show when the time comes.”

Upon hearing this, the madman’s brow furrowed as he said; “Old man, could it be that you’ve gotten some news?”

“We should see in a few days, well, Master Dao I will go first, we will meet at Shao Muro Mountain.” After saying that, without seeing any special action from this old fellow, his silhouette had already disappeared in the middle of the hall, coming and going without a trace.

Seeing this, a brilliant aura flashed in Ye Han’s eyes as he said; “Everyone, since the personnel are already in place, it is now time for us to set off for Shaomuro Mountain.”

Shaomuro Mountain, located in the River Blue Song Mountain, was a famous tourist attraction, every year a large number of believers went to Shaomuro Mountain to burn incense and pray for peace, however, the Shaomuro Mountain that ordinary people went to was only the outer courtyard of Shaolin, the real experts of Shaolin all existed in the inner courtyard.

Silently, the top experts who gathered around Ye Han all disappeared into northern China. The experts who went to Shaomuro Mountain were Ye Han, Old Dirt, Madman, Jing Yi, Old Master Chen, Southern Fist Huang Wan Jin and Old Ghost, seven experts in all.

Although the number is small, with a combination like Old Dirt, Madman and Jing Yi, this is definitely a force that can sweep through everything. As for the old Chen family residence in North China, for the time being, there is Zhao Hengtian leading the way, keeping an eye on the movements in North China.

Under the River Blue Song Mountain, there were countless tourists, here, there were travellers from all over the world who came to make pilgrimages, and the amount of visitors every day was a terrifying number.

At noon on this day, Ye Han, Old Master Chen, South Fist Huang Wanqin and Old Ghost arrived beneath Song Mountain and looked at the mountain that was enveloped by the aura of the Buddhist sect, but there was little awe on the faces of several people.