All Heavens: Get the Nine Swords at the start

Chapter 25 Shangguan Jinhong
It seems that if a person's memory and association ability are too good, it may not be a good thing.

Tie Chuanjia seemed to have a pretty good appetite. When he was drinking, he saw that there was nothing good on the table, so he ran to the inn and ordered several snacks.

Li Ming looked at Tie Chuanjia silently, and when Tie Chuanjia was about to eat and drink, his faint voice came into Tie Chuanjia's ears:

"Look, does this piece of fat look like the fat on the Bodhisattva of Great Huanxi?"

"Tell me, if you were like the Great Huanxi Bodhisattva, would you also grow piles and piles of fat?"

So, Tie Chuanjia, who had just picked up his chopsticks to add food, slapped the chopsticks on the table hard, suddenly lost his appetite, and at the same time looked at Li Ming with a resentful look.

If he hadn't thought about not being able to beat Li Ming, he would have rushed forward to let Li Ming see his "casserole" big fist.

Ah Fei was not affected in any way, as before, he should eat and drink.

Although he heard Li Ming talk about the Great Huanxi Girl Bodhisattva, but he didn't see it with his own eyes, so naturally there was no psychological shadow.

Facing Tie Chuanjia's resentful gaze, Li Ming just grinned, picked up the wine glass and drank it in a big gulp, saying, "Excellent!"

It is a crime to eat and drink in front of a man who has no appetite!
Li Ming felt that since Tie Chuanjia was his friend, he should share the blessings and share the difficulties. How could he be so "criminal".

As a result, almost all the dishes on the large table fell into Ah Fei's stomach. Li Ming and Tie Chuanjia only ate a few mouthfuls of vegetarian dishes, and then drank wine with peanuts.

The four daughters Chun Yu and Xia Zhi didn't have much appetite either. After eating something hastily, Li Ming asked them to go down to rest. After all, they had been worried all day.

The three drank and chatted until very late before leaving.

The next day, Chun Yu knocked on the door of Li Ming's bedroom early in the morning.

Chun Yu took an invitation and handed it to Li Ming.

The wording of this invitation card is gentle, the words are quoted from the classics, it is quite literary, and the handwriting is also very beautiful. The person who posted the post is none other than the current Shaolin abbot "Master Xinhu".

"Shaolin is going to hold a martial arts conference? You still invite me?"

"Is the young master going?"

"Why don't you go? There are so many masters, I don't want to miss it!"

"But, this is obviously a trap for the young master!"

"It's okay, so many masters are gathered together, it would be a pity not to go, because he can't keep me in Shaolin."

After receiving Li Ming's reply from Xinhu, Gujing Wubo's face showed a hint of joy.

He hurriedly sent people to spread the news, and even sent an invitation to the money gang, Shangguan Jinhong.

Li Ming has been in the limelight recently, of course Shangguan Jinhong has heard of Li Ming's name, and of course he wants to see what kind of character this "sword demon" who is making trouble in the Jianghu is like.

He accepted the invitation, but he didn't intend to show up in person, but asked his son Shangguan Fei to go to Shaolin instead of him.

But Shangguan Jinhong intends to go secretly, he will not stand under the "dangerous wall". Although Shaolin is gradually weakening, it has lost the grandeur of Taishan Beidou in the past.

But that is Shaolin Temple after all, not a small sect of the rivers and lakes that can be manipulated by others.

He is domineering, but not reckless.

This time I went to Shaolin, just because I wanted to see how much strength Shaolin still had, and by the way, to see what level Li Ming's strength has reached.

Being able to see the strength of the opponent first, even if it is not at full strength, will have some advantages in the future.

Shangguan Jinhong would never give up the slightest advantage, even the softness of the soil, the elasticity of the branches, and the sunlight would all be taken into account by him.

Gathering sand into a tower, and gathering small advantages together, is a victory.

He always felt that Li Ming would become a "stumbling block" on his way to unify the world.

Now, he has the opportunity to further understand the depth of Shaolin Temple and Li Ming. Of course, he will not let go of this opportunity. Shaolin Temple wants to help him remove the "stumbling block" of Li Ming in advance, and he also wishes for it.

……

Inside a stone house.

Shangguan Jinhong stood in front of the table, flipping through the files quickly, marking and correcting the files with a vermilion pen from time to time, with a smug smile occasionally showing on the corners of his mouth.

That's right, when Shangguan Jinhong was working, he was standing up.

Because he believes that as long as a person sits down, his spirit will relax.

If a person's spirit is relaxed, it is easy to make wrong judgments.

Insignificant mistakes may lead to the failure of countless hard-working plans, which is absolutely not allowed.

His spirit never relaxes.

So his judgment is never wrong.

So everything he planned so far will succeed.

Jing Wuming stood behind him, standing straighter and more erect, like a spear.

A mosquito flew from nowhere, flying around in front of Jing Wuming's eyes, lying on his nose to suck blood, but he didn't even move his fingers.

His whole body seemed to be completely numb, he knew neither pain nor sorrow.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that the leader of the "Money Gang", the most famous, powerful, and financially powerful leader in the Jianghu, had such a crude residence and such a simple life.

But it is true.

In the eyes of Shangguan Jinhong, all the enjoyments in the world are bait to lead him to fall. He has never looked down upon money and beauty.

His only passion is power.

Live for power, die for power!

Shangguan has a ring, and the ring is in the heart. There is desire in the heart, and desire is power.

Power is his only desire, and also his only pursuit. As for what to do after the pursuit, he has never thought about it.

Maybe it's because it's never going to happen.

Shangguan Jinhong's ability is very strong, but at most he can only conquer the martial arts world, he wants to sweep the world and gain the true supremacy, the difference is really too far.

Shangguan Jinhong stopped the pen in his hand, and saw the dossier that was delivered in haste, and this dossier recorded all the news about Li Ming from his first appearance to the present.

Money is the best tool in the world.

But if you want to make a career, you must keep in mind the truth that information is king.

The Money Gang has the most money and the largest intelligence network, so it can dominate the world.

Shangguan Jinhong carefully flipped through all of Li Ming's messages, slowly watching one by one, analyzing Li Ming's character, behavior style, etc. in his heart.

After reading Li Ming's information, Shangguan Jinhong took out another dossier, and this dossier recorded the information of the "Eternal Famous Temple" Shaolin Temple.

Shangguan Jinhong paced in the stone house, every time he took a step, Jing Wuming behind him would also take a step, his footprints fell on the same position, like a shadow, closely following Shangguan Jinhong's steps.

Shangguan Jinhong read the information indifferently, without the slightest ripple in his voice.

Jing Wuming listened quietly, without the slightest change in his facial expression, as if these things had nothing to do with him.

It is true that this was not read to Jing Wuming. This was Shangguan Jinhong's habit. He always believed that important information could only deepen his impression by reading it out.

(End of this chapter)