In a large wooden high-rise building in front of Qinmen, Qin Fangyang, who was meditating to absorb spiritual energy, felt the movement of the communication talisman in his arms and frowned slightly in displeasure.

"Since this bastard became the number one, does he feel that there is no room for him in the door? It's okay if he doesn't act like a four-six at ordinary times. Today, I told him to break through to the realm of martial arts. Why is this bastard still using the communication talisman?

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With a slight anger in his heart, he took out the communication talisman and was about to throw it away so that he could continue to pass the level, but then he thought of the new skill he had given him, the Qi Control Flying Knife.

Although this Qi control flying knife technique can force monks below the foundation level to control several flying knives, it has many problems. Qin Fangyang, as a Wenhuo Realm monk, naturally knows the risks involved.

"It's broken...isn't this bastard having a problem with the use of his technique?"

Thinking of this, Qin Fangyang no longer had any thoughts of passing the test, and hurriedly calmed down and quit practicing. Although his son was a bit of a jerk on weekdays, that was his only flesh and blood, and he would be in big trouble if he lost the skills he gave him.

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He took out the communication talisman from his sleeve and penetrated it with his spiritual will, saying eagerly: "Cheng'er, there is something wrong with that technique. Are you injured?"

Qin Cheng coughed up a mouthful of dirty blood: "Father, the Wu brothers and I wanted to kill Qin Long today, but we didn't expect that boy's external skills suddenly became very strong. Even Wu Yong who used the violent blood talisman was no match for him. I

I had no choice but to use a flying knife, and I was able to kill that kid right away, but I didn’t expect that old guy Qin Guan got the news from somewhere and rushed over. Now that I’ve been counter-shocked by the spiritual energy, it’s not a big problem for the time being.”

When he heard that his son was okay, Qin Fangyang took a long breath.

"As long as it's okay, then Wu Yong must be dead. How did you deal with his brother?"

"Kill with one sword."

Qin Fangyang nodded with satisfaction: "Well, you did a good job. I must not let others know about the blood talisman I gave you."

"But father, if Wu Yong's death was seen by that old guy, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to your succession as the head of the sect and cause problems."

Qin Cheng's tone was a little anxious. His father had told him many times that it was OK to give this kind of thing to others inside the door, but the hands and feet must be cleaned. If Qin Guan saw it this time, he would probably be caught.

These words did not cause Qin Fangyang to worry.

In that battle, Qin Guan lost a great level. Now it was also the period of slow fire. Qin Fangyang's eyes were shining, and the poisonous plan he had prepared for a long time came to mind.

In this case, wouldn't it be perfect if I blamed him for the violent blood talisman? If I change the details again, Cheng'er would also be injured by the violent blood talisman...

He couldn't help laughing when he thought of the wonderful thing. As the thought came to his mind, the spiritual energy that had been entrenched in his Dantian and refused to move forward actually began to condense further.

"Cheng'er, don't worry about problems. I think they should worry about problems. My father has a brilliant idea. Not only can he avenge you, but he can also drag Qin Guan to death in one fell swoop, but it requires you to pay a little price.

Cheng'er, are you willing?"

When Qin Cheng heard this, he was naturally willing: "Father just said it, Cheng'er can do anything."

"Hahahaha, Cheng'er is indeed my father's good son. As long as my father's plan is successful, my father will be the master of the Qin clan from today on!"

"Where are you now? I will look for you when my father breaks through the martial fire realm in one fell swoop, hahahaha!"

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Qin Long had just experienced a great battle, and his body's energy had been depleted, and his body had been stained with countless treasures. From the outside, he looked like a gossamer of energy, which made Qin Guan very distressed.

Qin Guan walked very slowly. With his cultivation in the Wenhuo Realm, he could reach the medical hall just by flying over the eaves and walking over the walls for a few breaths. In order to avoid the bumps, his son had already walked nearly half the time of the incense stick.

Looking at his pale son, Qin Guan said worriedly: "Long'er, you must hold on, my father will take you to the hospital right now."

Feeling his father's gentle aura, Qin Long felt very complicated in his heart. As an outsider, he could not accept Qin Guan, a cheap father.

Although he had never had any contact with fatherly love in his original world, and although Qin Guan's meticulous care for him was very useful to him, he still felt awkward calling this man who was about the same age as his former self father.

"Um...Father, I'm actually fine. It's just that I had a fierce battle with Qin Cheng and my energy was exhausted. I didn't have any strength for a while."

Worried that his father wouldn't understand, Qin Long specifically referred to Jing Qi as Ling Qi so that he could understand the meaning.

Qin Long was telling the truth. Not to mention the essence pool in his body, even the yin and yang fish that had been spinning around seemed to be dead and paralyzed in the Guanyuan point. No matter how he injected spiritual energy into it, there was no reaction at all.

"Essence? Are you talking about spiritual energy? Long'er, don't talk nonsense. Now you can't even...oh, how can there be spiritual energy?"

Halfway through his words, Qin Guan realized that he was talking about his son's sadness and hurriedly skipped the word Dantian.

Qin Long was just about to tell him that he had cultivated the yin-yang fish and could cultivate it through internal power, but he felt Qin Guan suddenly stop.

Looking up, I saw a group of monks standing densely in front of the meeting hall opposite, and the leader was Qin Fangyang.

Qin Fangyang took a step forward: "Qin Long killed two of my disciples one after another. I didn't expect that Elder Qin Guanshang would still have the heart to take him for a walk at the mountain gate?"

Guessing the purpose of the other party's visit, Qin Guan protected his son behind him and said coldly: "Elder Qin Fangyang, what do you mean?"

"Hmph, what do you mean? Elder Qin Guan didn't ask knowingly?"

Qin Fangyang snorted coldly and asked the monks to carry out three stretchers. On the stretchers were the Wu brothers and Qin Cheng!

Moreover, all three of them were covered in blood and had bulging eyebrows.

"Look at the good things you have done!" Qin Fangyang pointed at the three people on the stretcher and shouted angrily.

"Although the brothers of the Wu family are not very high in cultivation, they are diligent in their cultivation and willing to do good deeds. Their influence is always reflected in all matters in the mountains."

"Even after Qin Long lost his Dantian, the two of them did not look down on him like others and practiced with him all day long. They did something wrong and your traitor was jealous and used the violent blood talisman to deceive and kill him!"

"My Cheng'er had already seen through his poisonous plan and wanted to use the flying knife technique to escape, but he didn't expect that you intercepted the spiritual energy and backfired and was seriously injured! If he hadn't used the communication talisman I left for him at the critical moment, I'm afraid...

I, Qin Fangyang, want to send someone with white hair to someone with black hair today!"

When Qin Fangyang talked about the sadness, he squeezed out a few tears, staggered two steps, fell down next to Qin Cheng's stretcher, and began to cry.

"Violent Blood Talisman?"

The monks around him started talking as if they heard a vicious pronoun.

"Isn't this thing prohibited by the door? How could Qin Long have it?"

"Yes, and speaking of this thing, the spiritual energy of the Wenhuo Realm can only be used by monks below the Foundation Establishment level. Then isn't Qin Guan the Martial Fire Realm?"

"Oh, have you forgotten? Qin Guan lost a great level in that battle."

"Oh, yes, yes, that doesn't mean that this violent blood talisman is him..."

In the noisy conversation, some loud discussions gradually led everyone's conversation to the opposite side of Qin Guan and his son. The monks who were discussing these discussions did not consider a single issue at all at this moment.
Chapter completed!