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Chapter 996

At night.

Ye Junlang and the others had already had dinner and were sitting in the backyard chatting.

Ye Junlang asked curiously: "Why is Tantai Lingtian in Tianhai City? Just to wait for my return?"

Bai Xian'er shook his head and said: "This is just one aspect. In fact, recently, many geniuses in the ancient martial arts world have gathered in Jianghai City."

Ye Junlang was stunned and couldn't help asking: "Why is this?"

Bai Xian'er said: "It must be related to the Secret of Qinglong. It is said that the retreat place of the originator of the Martial Saint has been deduced, and the coordinates are in Jianghai City. The retreat place of the Originator of the Martial Saint involves the Secret of Qinglong. Therefore, it attracted people in the ancient martial arts world.

With the attention of the major forces, some young disciples from the ancient martial arts forces have rushed to Jianghai City."

Ye Junlang's face was stunned. He knew a little about the secrets of Qinglong, and he also knew a little about the retreat place of the originator of the Martial Saint.

At the Longfengzhuang auction, he saw Tantai Mingyue for the first time. At that time, Tantai Mingyue auctioned a scrap of paper at the auction, and the scrap of paper fetched a sky-high price of 300 million.

Just because this page of scraps of paper is the scraps of a map, and when put together, it is the specific retreat place of the originator of the Martial Saint.

Ye Junlang couldn't understand why the ancient martial arts world was so enthusiastic about the secret of Qinglong.

However, he vaguely heard that there has been a rumor in the ancient martial arts world that the Qinglong destiny is the destiny of the common master of the world. Doesn't the common master of the world unify the ancient martial arts world and be respected by the world?

Perhaps, it is this kind of power trend that makes all the major forces in the ancient martial arts world flock to it.

Furthermore, in the past few years in the ancient martial arts world, no one with the Qinglong destiny has ever appeared.

There are private rumors among the major forces in the ancient martial arts world that the Qinglong fate is not born, but formed the day after tomorrow. As for how it is formed, the secret of Qinglong is the key.

In other words, as long as the secret of Qinglong is cracked, there will be a chance for the younger generation of disciples to form the fate of Qinglong and become the common ruler of the world.

"Old man Ye, is there really any secret about the Qinglong that exists in this retreat place where the originator of the Martial Saint is retreating?" Ye Junlang couldn't help but look at Old Man Ye and asked curiously.

Old Man Ye sneered and said with a sneer: "The idea of ​​a retreat place for the originator of the Martial Saint, that is nonsense. There is indeed a retreat place for the originator of the Martial Saint, but when it comes to the secret of Qinglong, they don't even know a thing. Anyway, let's not use it for now.

Never mind that. It’s just that the location of the retreat place of the originator of the Martial Saint is in Jianghai City, which surprises me. Since then, Jianghai City has become the center of attention of the major forces in the ancient martial arts world."

Ye Junlang chuckled and said: "Old man Ye, do you think there will be any good things left in this retreat place where the originator of the Martial Saint is retreating? Do you want to go and rob it then?"

Old Man Ye glared at Ye Junlang and said: "What's there to rob? There won't be any good place. But it can be regarded as a place for experience. After all, the younger generation of disciples from all the ancient martial arts circles gathered together to work together.

Go explore. It is inevitable that the fittest will survive, and the weak will eat the strong. If you are interested, Mr. Ye, you might as well take the little wolf cub, Xiao Yangzi and the others to experience it. Have a real competition with the so-called talented disciples in the ancient martial arts world.

"

Ye Junlang smiled indifferently and said, "We'll see when the time comes. We might as well go and see what's appropriate."

Seeing that it was getting late, it was time for Su Hongxiu to go back.

Ye Junlang sent Su Hongxiu to the door. He said softly: "Hongxiu, you go back and rest. I will go to the company to find you tomorrow. I will tell you something then."

"Okay. You are very tired after flying back all the way. You should also rest early." Su Hongxiu said with a smile.

Ye Junlang nodded.

Su Hongxiu waved, got into the car, and drove away.



In the backyard.

Old man Ye was still drinking leisurely. Ye Junlang said with a smile: "Old man, I brought you a bottle of wine when I came back this time. I'm sure you haven't drunk it before. Do you want to try it?"

Speaking of wine, Old Man Ye's eyes lit up and he said: "What kind of wine has the old man never drank? Young man Ye, don't whet the old man's appetite. You might as well take it out and try it."

Ye Junlang smiled and took out a bottle of wine from his backpack.

This is the blood wine brought back from the bloody massacre.

Old Man Ye took the bottle of wine, opened the bottle cap and smelled it. A refreshing aroma of wine immediately spread out, which made the wrinkles on Old Man Ye's face spread. He smiled and said

: "You can know the taste of wine by smelling its aroma. This is not bad."

As he said that, Old Man Ye poured a small glass, took a sip, and slowly thought about it. After a long time, he said: "Good wine, really good wine. However, this wine is more suitable for young people like you. After drinking it, your blood will rise and you will feel happy."

Qiu. If I had such a fine wine to help me when I was traveling in the ancient martial arts world, I would have been even more relaxed and comfortable."

Ye Junlang smiled and said: "Old man, this wine was brewed by my friend. My friend was fighting in the dark world of the West, and he only wanted to drink the strongest wine to kill the strongest enemy. So I tried it.

He really succeeded in brewing such a wine that suited his mood."

Old Man Ye looked at Xuetu, and a ray of electricity immediately flashed in his turbid old eyes. He said: "Your friend has hidden injuries in his body. Qi and blood are blocked, meridians are damaged, and his own murderous aura

He is extremely heavy and follows the path of killing, and his own murderous aura is also affecting the hidden wounds in his body. If things go on like this, he will suffer irreversible hidden wounds, and his martial arts will not be able to return to its peak."

Ye Junlang said: "Old man, it turns out that you have also seen my friend's own problems. Old man, do you know how to solve this hidden injury? Or, can the senior ghost doctor resolve it?"

Old Man Ye stood up, walked to Xuetu, stretched out his hand to pinch the veins of Xuetu's right arm and wrist, he frowned and said: "This hidden injury has been left for at least several years. If it was just when the injury was done,

The old man may still be able to be cured. After several years, the hidden injury has invaded his own meridians. To completely solve it, he needs to rely on acupuncture. There is nothing the old man can do. The old ghost may still be sure to be able to cure him.

Hidden injury."

Ye Junlang looked happy and said: "It would be great if the senior ghost doctor is sure that he can cure me. I wonder if the senior ghost doctor is still in the Ghost Doctor Valley. If he is, I will take my friend to see him."

"Old Ghost should still be in Ghost Doctor Valley. You can take your friend to try it when you are free," Old Man Ye said.

Ye Junlang nodded. Since Xuetu didn't understand Chinese, Ye Junlang simply told him something.

Xue Tu learned that there was hope for healing the hidden wounds he had left for many years, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes.

This hidden injury of his own has been with him for many years, and he has never been able to recover his own strength. Instead, he has continued to decline. Under such circumstances, it is impossible for him to seek revenge from the God of Death.

Only after he heals his own hidden wounds and returns to his peak level of strength, or even advances to a higher level, can he be qualified to challenge the God of Killing again.


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