Chapter 167 Demonic Refining Jiangcheng ([-])

"Hey, you, the mighty Demon Silver Hand, will also worry about your descendants."

"If I had known better, I wouldn't have gotten married. After marrying so many people and having so many children, hey, you'll have to work hard for a long time."

"Look how comfortable I am, throwing away the Qixuanmen whenever I want, just for fun!"

The old man with the long sword on his back was smiling, but his words were piercing his lungs.

Sure enough, the smile on the face of the handsome old man completely lost its sincerity, leaving only bitterness.

He is really suffering. He is finally retiring to old age, and he plans to spend the last days of his life with a bunch of wives. He has worked hard all his life and is ready to enjoy happiness when he comes.

Who knows, among the seven children, not one of them has achieved a breakthrough.

Let alone the grandchildren, the Magic Silver Hand cannot be passed down.

His unique skill has only been passed down to two generations, so no one will be able to pass it on? There is no way, I have to fight for it, this is a life of hard work.

These people are all the founders of the sect and the family. They are all relaxed and have no worries. Only this Demon Silver Hand is really his own child, and it is really difficult to let go.

Naturally, the judgment is judged! Moreover, it seems that the Magic Silver Hand is younger. It should be noted that this martial arts does not become more powerful with age, but for people with extremely high talents, the longer they grow, the more surprises they can bring. .

As several people entered the second floor, there was the same old man sitting at a small table near the window. The old man was also dressed in the same luxurious black robe and had the same serious smile.

Naturally, this is the leader of the Black Dragon Society, Long Yang.

"Sit down, serve food, serve wine."

The old man said three words, and everyone on the field took action.

The old people were a little uncomfortable, but they didn't say anything. After all, they came here to ask for help, and they still knew the principles and etiquette.

Several people sat around, and they happened to be on one side of each other. Qi Jue and Qing Song were so treacherous that they sat across from each other by chance, leaving only Mr. Mo sitting opposite Long Yang.

The four of them were silent for a moment.

Only a few people who kept coming to serve food and pour wine were left.

The dishes are exquisite and the quantity is large. The whole table is full. It is enough to feed eight people, not to mention four people.

No one moved their chopsticks, and several of them were not here just to eat.

Besides, these people are also proud people, and they definitely have no intention of listening to other people's orders.

Long Yang glanced at Mr. Mo, then turned to look at the two people next to him.

In terms of seniority and status, he is not as good as the two people on his left and right. They are really the masters in their respective realms, and they have gone very far on the road of being a master.

However, Long Yang looked down on them.

If he hadn't seen the great power of that one and given him a chance to follow him, he would never have been able to do such a seemingly humiliating thing.

That's right, in Long Hua's eyes, talking to mortals is already a kind of humiliation.

After all, he is a first-class immortal who can fly into the sky and escape from the earth.

It's a pity that now he is just a dog of that immortal. If he is asked to do these things, he has no choice but to come.

"All three of them are famous and know why they are here, so I won't say much."

"In the martial arts competition, there will be several blood pills. The first in the martial arts competition can get one. I won't say much about the rest. It will be revealed when the time comes."

"One blood pill can extend your life by 20 years!"

With that said, he took out a few invitations, stood up, said "Happy", and left.

This invitation is naturally an invitation to the martial arts conference.

At the moment, the three of them looked at the invitation without making any move.

They already knew about this when they came. If it hadn't been for this, they wouldn't have come. But now that the fig leaf was nakedly torn away, it was obvious that they were a little 'm so sorry. They looked at each other and quickly accepted the invitation.

You know, life extension by 20 years!

What can prolong life? Several people started drinking and eating food to cover up their shocked hearts.

They would rather believe that this thing is false than hope that it is true, otherwise, how painful it would be for them.

If you stay alive, the people around you will not. They will die one after another.

However, this kind of elixir is obviously not something they can possess. If Long Yang dares to reveal it, he is naturally qualified to leave the table. Obviously, everyone has already guessed.

They are all celebrities, so it would be nonsense to say that they have never heard anything about cultivating immortals.

But to say that we have met or communicated with each other is naturally false.

However, there seems to be a reality in front of me! —— "This is Wang Degui's home."

Looking at the few cabins in front of me, it would be really embarrassing to say they are luxurious, but if I say they are simple, compared with the surroundings, they are not that bad.

At that time, Lao Shen and this large group of people went to Jiangcheng. After it became prosperous, many people went to Jiangcheng. However, the village would not disappear. Many people who could no longer stay in the city came to seek refuge again.

This group is the origin of the people around Wang Degui's family.

It is wishful thinking to expect that people who have fled can live a prosperous life.

As long as everyone can live in it, it is unrealistic to tidy it up. Just go out and grow some food, and you will be starved to death.

Those who have a mother-in-law at home are better off, but those who don't can only say that their days are alive, and most of them are gone at all.

Wang Degui's family seems to stand out from the crowd.

Several people rushed in. Yi Jue drew his sword and killed one of them without saying a word, and then said in a cold voice, "Come out and kneel down for me!"

He was obviously an ordinary person with little cultivation, and Yi Jue was not going to be polite.

If it does, that’s fine; if it doesn’t, it’s just a thing.

It's hard to say how much I care.

The Seven-Star Sword was drawn out, pointed directly at an old man, and said coldly.

"Do you know me?"

The old man looked at the sword and burst into tears. He was crying heartbreakingly.

"Master, I already told you that I didn't lose it. Please believe it this time, Master!"

This old man is obviously Wang Degui's son. Wang Degui was only fifty at the time. Ever since the sword was stolen, he thought his son had pawned it!

Even until death, there will be no peace of mind.

Now, the son who was scolded has become an old man.

Forty years of romance only turned the young man into an old man.

Seeing that it was the rightful owner, Yi Jue repeated his old tricks and got some information.

Without saying a word, he rushed directly into a cellar.

Here are all the inherited ancient properties. Without the monks, no matter how good things are without aura, they are just a pile of scrap metal and will only slowly disappear.

In front of his eyes, what Yi Jue saw was a pile of things that had lost their spirituality.

On the contrary, the Seven-Star Sword, entangled with the artistic conception of the Heavenly Sword, retained a trace of spirituality.

However, Yi Jue didn't come here for this. Since it was a retreat, he naturally had to prepare everything. He found a bamboo slip, checked the material of the jade slip, and nodded. Yi Jue knew that he had found the rightful owner.

(End of this chapter)