Wanshou Nian walked to the bottom of the black coffin.
I saw wisps of jet-black gas wrapped around the coffin, which was floating and condensing on it.
A variety of patterns and shapes are condensed.
"You're here," after a long time, an old voice was heard coming from the coffin.
The coffin slowly landed.
Wanshou Nian nodded and let out a long sigh as he sat next to the coffin.
"Did you encounter something difficult to decide again?" the old man in the coffin asked with a chuckle.
"Today, a direct descendant of the family had a conflict with the Wen family and was beaten to the point of being almost disabled," Wanshou Nian said with a frown.
"Have any elders from the Wenren family participated in the war?" the old man in the coffin asked doubtfully.
"That's not true. It seems that the junior had a conflict because of what he heard about Yu Xuan," Wanshou Nian shook his head and said.
"Are the younger generations of this generation so miserable?" the old man in the coffin said with a smile.
"Then what are you worried about?"
“I have always advocated letting the juniors handle their own affairs.
It’s just that this time I heard someone’s junior went a little too far, and Hong’er’s body was almost destroyed. Fortunately, we still have body shaping pills.”
Wanshou Nian couldn't make a choice and said: "And if we don't respond to this incident, what will other people in Fengyu City think?
I think our Wan family is afraid that they will not be able to succeed in their family."
"Then do what you want in your heart," the old man in the coffin replied.
"But I'm struggling with how to control this speed," Wanshou Nian said thoughtfully.
"If they are willing to apologize and compensate, that would be fine.
What if you don't apologize?
Can we really go to war with them?"
"You are the head of the family of this generation, it depends on what you think," the old man in the coffin explained.
"You also know the situation of the family in recent years. To put it bluntly, it is decline and slow death.
If we really want to have a fight with the Wenren family, breaking up and then building up is not necessarily a bad thing.
But I'm afraid of being destroyed rather than established. There is still the Fengqi Dynasty watching from the side!
If you don't want to fight, go to the Wenren family and lower your demands, and everyone will give you a step down."
"Times have changed, and many things in this world have changed too fast," Wanshou Nian was silent for a long time.
He closed his eyes slightly and put his mind into this dark space.
After a long time, he took a breath and said: "Remember before the ancestors of Heavenly Prison ascended, all the nations came to congratulate them, who dared to look down on our family?
When our family was in glory, they heard that it was just a small family that was just surviving."
"The decline of the family has nothing to do with you younger generations," the old man in the coffin sighed.
"It is our ancestors who failed to pass on the glory. You have done enough."
"Can our Wan family compete for the destiny of this life?" Wanshou Nian said in a low voice.
"What is the future of our Wanjia family?"
"It seems you don't want to fight anymore," the old man in the coffin already knew the answer.
"In terms of foundation, today's Wenren family is no less inferior to us," Wanshou Nian replied.
"In addition, a shocking young woman married into the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
One side is also the deputy sect leader of the Holy Sect, and we can’t defeat them.”
"The Wenren family is not our main enemy. We can even become allies when necessary," the old man in the coffin said.
"The biggest hidden danger in the past two years is still the Fengqi Dynasty!"
Wanshoushan squinted his eyes slightly, stared into the darkness, and finally nodded.
The originally pitch-black eyes were slightly melancholy.
"The Fengqi Dynasty is unparalleled in its talent, especially the Fengqi monarch of this generation, who is a great hero.
The dynasty that existed between the might of our two families a long time ago has now fully grown.
I know their goal, they wanted to rule the Fengqi Empire from the beginning, including our two major families."
After Wanshou Nian finished speaking, the surroundings became very quiet.
He rested against the coffin for a long time with his eyes slightly closed, and finally stood up and walked outside.
When he reached the entrance of the space door, Wanshou Nian's figure suddenly stopped.
"Ancestor Tianhe, I'm tired!"
After Wanshou Nian said these words, he stepped into the space door.
…………
After a speechless night, Fengyu City looked very prosperous in the morning.
After a busy night last night, the vendors in the busy market were packing up their stalls and preparing to go home to catch up on their sleep.
However, the vendors selling breakfast had set up stalls, and the aroma of steamed buns circulated throughout the street.
Xu Zimo practiced all night and felt refreshed.
He hasn't slept for a long time. At this level, he actually spends most of his time comprehending and practicing.
Sleep has become a gradually unfamiliar word to him.
The book "Demon" passed down to him by the previous generation of demon masters contained ten moves with the ultimate in ten different fields.
He realized that he could get twice the result with half the effort.
It is not difficult for Xu Zimo to go from the Holy Vein Realm to the Divine Vein Realm. He is now thinking about entering Taoism.
Destiny may be very important to others.
But for Xu Zimo, it is dispensable.
Because his cultivation is very different from others. While others are cultivating, he is creating the world.
If he wants to enter the Tao in the future, he will enter the Tao of his own continent, not the Tao of Yuanyang Continent.
He wants his world to grow gradually and eventually become mainstream.
Therefore, he does not need destiny to enter the Tao.
But Xu Zimo still has to fight for his destiny in this life.
The so-called destiny is actually a part of the incarnation of the great road.
He wants to use the mature Tao of Yuanyang Continent to perfect the immature Tao of his own Shenzhou Continent.
Creating a world is far from simple, and Xu Zimo took every step carefully.
He is afraid that if he makes a wrong step, he will make a wrong step in the end.
Not long after Xu Zimo opened the door, he saw Wen Rensu also walking out of the room next to him.
"Cousin, have you eaten?" Wen Rensu asked.
Before Xu Zimo could speak, he saw a family member hurriedly walking in from the courtyard door.
He said to the two of them: "Cousin Su, cousin Zimo, grandpa is looking for you!"
"It seems that what happened yesterday was exposed," Wen Rensu reminded Xu Zimo with a smile.
"Remember what I told you yesterday, don't reveal the truth."
"Do you really think your method yesterday was effective?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"What?" Wen Rensu asked in confusion.
"What happened this time is not big or small. To put it bluntly, the most important thing is the family's face."
Xu Zimo replied: "Since people from the Wan family are here, as long as it's not too much, grandpa will definitely give an explanation."
"You mean, the punishment for both of us is inevitable?" Wen Rensu asked.
"It's not me, it's you," Xu Zimo pointed at Wen Rensu and smiled.
"Let's just say, I am the grandson.
But anyway, I didn’t meet my grandpa very often, and he was considered half a guest.
He will not punish me unless absolutely necessary.
