"Their original positions will be replaced by new disciples, and they must be the same as before."
"Look at what I'm doing, and do as you're told."
...
At the same time, the Fu family was thousands of miles away.
When the second son of the Fu family, Fu Junxin, and the eldest elder of the Fu family, Fu Changxiao, died, the natal tablets imprinted with the power of their souls burst into pieces in the Fu family ancestral hall, sending debris flying.
"It's not good, something happened to the second young master."
The three Fujian disciples who were responsible for guarding the ancestral hall rushed out rolling and screaming, shouting at the top of their lungs.
They know better than anyone else what the natal card represents.
If the divine card is there, then the people are there.
If the divine card is destroyed, the person will die.
Fu Jun was heartbroken and died in Hong'an City.
This sudden bad news was like a roaring wind, instantly sweeping through the normally peaceful Fuji family mansion.
"Quick, you are responsible for informing the second elder and the third elder. I will go to the patriarch's study."
"Madam, Liang'er, it's up to you."
"Idiot, if the sky falls there is someone tall to hold it up, why are you panicking?"
"Do your job well and don't lose your life because of angering the senior management."
"Walk......"
Five minutes later, the "warning bell" hung outside the meeting hall rang.
The bells sounded rapidly, one after another.
After six calls, dozens of figures gathered together.
As the two doors carved with dragons and phoenixes opened, everyone couldn't wait to step inside.
"Clan leader..."
Led by the second and third elders of the Fu family, a group of thirty-six people bowed down and worshiped.
On a high position, an elegant man in rich clothes said sadly: "Jun Xin and Chang Xiao are gone, and they also died together with the sixteen disciples of the Fu family who accompanied him to protect him."
"The Wei family is inseparable from this matter, and it must be related to Wei Changqun."
"Han Cong, in case the situation changes, go to Dingsheng City, contact the head of the Luo family with the ancestor's golden order, and tell him that the plan to annex the Wei family should be done sooner rather than later, and it cannot be delayed any longer."
The second elder of the Fuji family solemnly accepted the order, clasped his fists seriously and said, "Yes, I'll go right away."
The elegant man stood up, tapped the armrest of the seat with his ring finger, and turned to the third elder and said: "You will be supervising the affairs of the clan these days. I have to go to Hong'an City to find out."
"Let's see if Wei Changqun has eaten the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's courage, or secretly found other forces to help him."
"The king's heart cannot die in vain, nor can Changxiao die in vain."
"boom."
A palm was slapped on the armrest, and the figure of the elegant man gradually became blurred.
...
Late at night, Wei family.
In the dilapidated courtyard, Suning sat cross-legged on the bed, with a small demon gathering formation flashing above his head.
He sacrificed a large number of demon cores from the Qiankun Bag, and extracted the thin demon energy contained inside at an extremely fast speed.
With the blessing of the secret method, he eliminated the turbidity mixed in the demonic energy one by one, leaving only the pure demonic power that merged into the Dantian.
In this way, when the nine thousand demon cores were gradually turned into powder, plus the more than 4,300 that Suning consumed last night, his cultivation finally entered the middle stage of the eighth level of true immortal from the early stage of the eighth level of true immortal.
Although it is only the restoration of a small area, it indirectly proves that Suning's method is feasible.
"call."
Taking a long breath, his closed eyes quietly shined with two sharp lights in the dark night.
"come yet?"
"Oh, it's later than I expected."
He was covered in black robes and Suning disappeared.
When he appeared again, he was standing in the daytime gambling ring.
Thirty meters to the right, a masked man in black with broad shoulders and a broad body was looking down.
He held the seal in one hand and held the scarlet blood drop in the other hand, concentrating on and being meticulous.
It wasn't until the seal was extinguished and the scarlet blood beads flew uncontrollably to a certain open space that he straightened his back and raised his head.
But at this moment, he saw Suning on the ring.
When their eyes met, the masked man turned pale in horror.
With his seventeenth level of martial arts cultivation, he could not sense the opponent's existence. Doesn't this mean that the mature young man in front of him who is less than thirty years old is in a higher realm than him?