"I said what the hell is this?" Jun Aotian turned around and looked at Zhan Tian with contemptuous eyes, "I gave it to you just now and you said you didn't want it. Now I've put it away and you want it again."

"Uh," Zhan Tian looked at Jun Aotian with innocent eyes. He felt aggrieved. If he had known better, he wouldn't have been pretentious. But now it's better. The good elixir is gone.

"What's wrong, are you angry?" Looking at Zhan Tian's innocent appearance, Jun Aotian smiled and said, "Haha, I'm just kidding you."

Immediately, Jun Aotian took out the elixir just now, "Take it! Maybe it can help you break through the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian and reach the level of Immortal Lord!"

"I don't know, I'll give it a try another day," Zhan Tian happily took the elixir and held it in his hand, as if he was afraid of dropping it.

"Try it now!" As soon as Jun Aotian finished speaking, Zhan Tian suddenly felt that the scene in front of him had changed.

"Is this the Qiankun Ring?" Zhan Tian immediately asked Jun Aotian.

"Nonsense!" Jun Aotian gave Zhan Tian a fiery eye roll, "Then where do you think this is?"

"Uh, why are you so mean?" Zhan Tian couldn't help but despise Jun Aotian in his heart, "Damn, I just saved you just now, and now you are so mean to me, isn't this just burning a bridge?"

"Okay, this is a useless place, and the spiritual energy is sufficient. You can try it now!" Jun Aotian took Zhan Tian to a place he had not developed yet and said to Zhan Tian.

"Okay." Zhan Tian nodded in agreement. Then, Zhan Tian took out the elixir and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Not good!" Jun Aotian, who had been watching Zhan Tian's situation, immediately came behind Zhan Tian.

"Could it be a collision caused by mismatch of spiritual energy?" Jun Aotian stopped thinking and patted Zhan Tian's back with both hands to stabilize the two spiritual energy in Zhan Tian's body.

"Zhan Tian, ​​what do you think?" After a few hours in the Qiankun Ring, Jun Aotian opened his eyes and asked Zhan Tian, ​​whose face was already dripping with sweat.

"It should be almost done." Zhan Tian replied to Jun Aotian with sweat on his face, "The two spiritual energies are almost integrated."

"That's good." Jun Aotian released a hand and squeezed the sweat, "I was scared to death just now. If your body suddenly explodes, wouldn't I have no bodyguards in the future?"

"My day." Hearing Jun Aotian's words, Zhan Tian almost vomited blood out of breath. What the hell, he really knew how to think of himself as a bodyguard.

Seeing that Zhan Tian was silent, Jun Aotian continued to ask: "What are you practicing, and why does it not match the spiritual energy in the elixir?"

"What my master taught me to practice at that time was [Shen Ba Gong], which is a spiritual cultivation method, and the spiritual energy in the elixir may be fairy spirits, so this caused the collision." Zhan Tian explained.

"That's it." Jun Aotian nodded as if he understood, and then removed his other hand.

Then he patted Zhan Tian on the shoulder and said, "You should consolidate your realm inside and contact me when you want to go out."

After saying that, Jun Aotian disappeared next to Zhan Tian like a ghost, and returned to the secret room where Zhan Tian practiced again.

"Go and see grandpa." Jun Aotian originally wanted to leave, but he thought that he had not seen his grandpa for a long time and he was at home, so he gave up the idea of ​​going back.

"Grandpa, let me see you!" Jun Aotian came to Junba's study, but saw no one there, so Jun Aotian came to the living room again.

"Grandpa, why are you here?" In the living room, Jun Aotian finally saw Jun Ba.

"Xiaotian, why are you back?" Jun Ba put down the newspaper, took off his reading glasses, and asked a little surprised.

"I miss Grandpa." Jun Aotian hugged Jun Ba's neck from behind, and then asked: "Grandpa, it's so late, why don't you go to bed?"

"I'm waiting for your sister-in-law to come back." Jun Aotian held Jun Aotian's hand and asked Jun Aotian to sit next to him.

"Auntie will be back tonight?" Jun Aotian asked, but he was even more unhappy because Ji Lan would also be back, so there would be one more person tonight.

Thinking of this, Jun Aotian couldn't help but laugh, which made Jun Ba beside him a little confused.

So, Jun Ba asked: "Xiaotian, why are you laughing? You are so happy that your aunt is back. Do you want to ask your aunt for pocket money?"

Without waiting for Jun Aotian to speak, Jun Ba took out a card from his pocket and said: "Xiaotian, there is some money in this, you can use it!"

"Grandpa, what are you doing?" Jun Aotian didn't answer, "How can I use your money! After all, I have so much money that I don't even know how to spend it!"

"Well," Jun Ba was a little speechless. Even the richest man in the world didn't dare to say this. Then Jun Ba said jokingly: "Since you don't know how to spend it, then take it out and give it to grandpa!"

"Okay!" Jun Aotian really took out a box of money from the Qiankun Ring. This box of money was won in Las Vegas last time and was never saved. And it was all in US dollars.

"Grandpa, there are ten million US dollars here, should it be enough for you?" Jun Aotian asked as he put a box of money on the coffee table.

"Uh, I was kidding you, how could I ask for your money?" Jun Aotian pushed the box open.

"Grandpa, just accept it!" Jun Aotian pushed the box over again, "Just think of it as your grandson and granddaughter-in-law honoring you. We haven't come back to see you for so long."

"Then I'll accept it!" Jun Ba patted the box, and then said happily: "It's better to be my grandson, you are just like your father."

After saying this, Jun Ba choked up a little, "How great it would be if your father was still here!"

"Grandpa," Jun Aotian hugged Jun Ba, "Don't worry, I will definitely find the real culprit and avenge my father and mother."

"But you don't know who the murderer is." Jun Aotian looked at Jun Aotian, "If you don't know who the murderer is, how can you take revenge?"

"Then do you want grandpa to tell me about the situation at that time?" Jun Aotian said, holding Jun Ba's hand.

"I don't know who the murderer is." Jun Aotian began to recall, "I knew that when I took people there, I saw that your parents were dead, and there were no other bodies around. To provide evidence,

There’s really no way to verify it.”

"My father was a heaven-level expert, and my mother was an earth-level expert, right?" Jun Aotian suddenly asked.

"Well, your father was already a heaven-level master at that time, and he was still the best." Jun Ba nodded and said.

"If that's the case, then the people who assassinated my father and mother at that time must have been heaven-level masters, or cultivators like me. Otherwise, how could my father and mother be killed so easily?"

"What you said seems to be right," Jun Ba stroked his beard, and then said with some doubts: "According to what you said, why did those cultivators kill your father and your mother? There is no hatred between them, and you

My father is kind and always does good things!"

"Could it be that there was something on my father's body that led those cultivators to pursue him?" Jun Aotian asked again.

"Probably not!" Jun Ba thought for a while and said, then slammed the coffee table, "No, your father seems to be missing a jade pendant."

"Jade pendant?" Speaking of jade pendants, Jun Aotian unconsciously took out his two pieces, "Is that so?"

"Yes, that's it." Jun Ba held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time before confirming, "How did you get it?"

"This piece probably doesn't belong to my father." Jun Aotian took out another piece, "There should be six pieces of this kind of jade pendant, and my father's piece is just one of them."

"Oh, no wonder." Jun Ba seemed to understand. "Then who took your father's jade pendant?"

"In addition to the jade pendant, did your father leave any evidence?" With this news, the murderer could not be found, so Jun Aotian continued to ask: "Is there anything particularly eye-catching?"

"That's right." Jun Ba used tea leaves to draw a horizontal line on the coffee table, and then said: "On the soil under your father's hand, there was this thing painted in blood."

"Yiheng." Jun Aotian kept thinking, "What does this mean? Is it a person's name or some kind of code name?"

"Could it be..." Jun Aotian immediately found a pen, then drew a horizontal line on the newspaper, and then said to Jun Ba: "Grandpa, look,"

Then, Jun Aotian added a few strokes under the horizontal line and said, "Grandpa, could it be that my father wrote this character because he didn't finish it, so he left that horizontal line."

"You mean, it was the Ximen family who killed your father?" Jun Ba looked at Jun Aotian with a hint of doubt, "Is there a mistake? It seems that there is no such person in the Ximen family?"

"Yes." Jun Aotian stood up, "I met him once in the United States before. He is the younger brother of the head of the Ximen family."

"Is it really the Ximen family?" Jun Ba was a little angry, "If it is really his family, then the old man is blind."

"Why do you say that?" Jun Aotian seemed a little confused. Could it be that his family had helped the Ximen family before?

"The world only knows that the Ximen family is one of the four major families in Beijing, but they don't know that the Ximen family used to be a branch of our Jun family." Jun Ba sighed, "This has to start with my grandfather's generation."

"Then grandpa, just tell me everything you know!" Jun Aotian was a little curious. He still liked to hear such stories.
Chapter completed!