"How did he die?" Tang Xun frowned. Although Tang Mo was just a servant of the Tang family, since he was given the surname Tang, he was a member of the Tang family.
In Xichuan Province, representatives of the Tang family cannot be offended.
"Tang Mo was killed by Yu Cheng from the Iron Palm Gang in the Dragon Head Arena, but Yu Cheng also died at the hands of others."
"Iron Palm Gang?" Tang Xun's face turned cold: "This Iron Palm Gang is getting more and more outrageous. If it weren't for Grandpa's health problem, would they dare to step into Xichuan? But you said that Yu Cheng is actually dead, Tang
I know Lonely's ability. If I can kill him, then even if Yu Cheng is not a Xuan-level master, he won't be far behind. Are there still Xuan-level masters in Hechuan City?"
Xuan level masters are the absolute backbone even in the Tang family.
Even the head of the family, Tang Xun, is still in the middle stage of Xuan level, and there are several elders who are in the later stage.
There is only one prefecture-level person in the entire Tang family, but one prefecture-level is enough for the Tang family to become the first aristocratic family in Xichuan. This is the power of a prefecture-level grandmaster.
Therefore, the emergence of a Xuan-level master in Hechuan City is not a trivial matter.
"I'm not sure if he is a Xuan-level master, but according to the news, this person is very young, only in his twenties. His name is Long Xiaoshan, and he is now the underground leader in Hechuan City." The steward said.
Tang Xun narrowed his eyes and said, "A mysterious master in his twenties?"
He was shocked.
It is very difficult to become a Xuan-level master. Tang Xiao, the most talented person in the Tang family, only entered the Xuan-level at the age of twenty-five.
After a while, Tang Xun gave the order.
"This time, send Tang Xiao to Hechuan City and bring two Xuan-level masters there. In addition to getting the two-hundred-year-old snow lotus, Long Xiaoshan should also be brought into our Tang family."
"Yes! Master," the steward said.
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In Yunkun Province, in a deep mountain valley, there is a complex of cottage-like buildings. This valley is like a hulukou, with only one road in from the outside.
Inside the valley.
There are many people living here, most of whom have extremely thick upper limbs and walk like orangutans.
In a square, there were many large pots filled with hot red iron sand. Many people with bare arms were constantly inserting the sand into the pots with their palms.
Among them was a particularly large iron pot.
What is filled inside is actually not sand, but flowing red iron slurry.
A gray-haired old man with shawl hair roared, his two arms bulged, glowing with iron-black luster, and kept thrusting into the iron slurry.
"Uncle Master! The gang leader asks you to come over."
A middle-aged man ran over quickly. Seeing this scene, he lowered his head with a hint of fear on his face.
The gray-haired old man pulled his hands out of the iron slurry and shook it quickly. The iron slurry fell back into the pot. The iron-black luster on his palms gradually faded away, revealing his original skin color. He said lightly: "Okay, I'll be there right away.
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The gray-haired old man left the square and walked into the valley. He passed through two doors and walked into a tall stone house.
There was a middle-aged man in his thirties sitting inside, reading a book.
Different from other people in the valley, this middle-aged man looks a bit delicate, like a frail scholar, and his arms are as thick as ordinary people, and he is not particularly strong.
After the gray-haired old man walked in, his face showed a bit of respect and said: "Gang leader."
"Uncle Tie Qiong, you are here." The middle-aged man smiled slightly.
"I wonder what the important thing is about the leader's summons?" Tie Qiong knew that the gang leader never met people without reason and spent most of his time on cultivation.
"There is indeed something going on. There is a 200-year-old snow lotus that is going to be auctioned in Hechuan City recently. I know where Yu Cheng died. You have always wanted to go there, so this time, I will give you the opportunity to go to Hechuan City. You must
Get that snow lotus for me." The delicate middle-aged man said calmly.
A frightening light appeared in Tie Qiong's eyes.
Yu Cheng was his disciple, and the only disciple. He died in Hechuan City, and he had long wanted to take revenge.
It's just that the rules of the Iron Palm Gang are very strict, especially the new gang leader Qiu Zhen, who is amazingly talented. At the age of forty, he has stepped into the semi-prefecture level, and is one step away from the prefecture level. This is a once-in-a-century encounter for the Iron Palm Gang.
A genius, such a powerful person, without his permission, even if Yu Cheng is killed, he cannot leave the valley without permission.
Now the leader speaks.
He wished he could go to Hechuan City immediately and kill the enemy who killed his apprentice.
Qiu Zhen said: "Your first task is to get that snow lotus. It plays an important role in my breakthrough. This matter must be done first. If it is not done well, you understand the rules, Uncle Tie Qiong."
Tie Qiong was stunned and said quickly: "Yes, Gang Leader."
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"Centennial snow lotus!"
On a mass grave, a dark figure sat there, muttering to himself.
If Long Xiaoshan were here, he would definitely recognize the black shadow as the old man from the Black Scale Sect who escaped from him.
After this guy escaped, he never left Hechuan City. Long Xiaoshan destroyed his three century-old ghosts and seriously injured him. How could he be willing to do so? Moreover, the high-grade magical artifacts and inheritance on Long Xiaoshan also made him jealous.
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It's just that he never found the opportunity.
His injuries have never been healed, his strength has never been restored to its peak, and three hundred-year-old ghosts are missing. He absolutely does not dare to go to Long Xiaoshan.
Although he also thought about taking revenge on Longyang Village first, or arresting people close to Long Xiaoshan to threaten him.
But as soon as he approached Longyang Village, he felt a threat.
He is a ghost cultivator, and he feels that a powerful ghost has been entrenched in Longyang Village. It is probably the ghost general that Long Xiaoshan released that night. That ghost general is so powerful that it can easily block his two century-old ghosts.
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Now that he was seriously injured, he had no confidence at all against the ghost general. He was a cautious person who cherished his life, so naturally he was unwilling to take risks.
He is not willing to go back to the sect to bring in reinforcements, because the people in the Black Scale Sect are all selfish, and it is common for even the same sect to stab each other. If he brings in reinforcements, knowing that Long Xiaoshan has so many good things,
So even if he could kill Long Xiaoshan, he wouldn't be able to get those things, and he might even be silenced.
So he has been waiting for an opportunity to heal his injuries.
Now he actually got good news: a two-hundred-year-old snow lotus was going to be auctioned in Hechuan City.
This news couldn't have come at a better time.
Two hundred years of snow lotus can definitely help him recover from his injuries, and even advance his strength to a fifth-level spiritual master. When his strength increases greatly, he must kill Long Xiaoshan, no, wash away his entire village with blood.
Green gleams appeared in the black-robed old Taoist's eyes, and the evil light overflowed.
He stood up, floated down from the mass graves, and headed towards Hechuan City.
…
As the news continues to ferment.
Hechuan City is becoming more lively than ever before, and more and more people are rushing to Hechuan City from all directions.
Among them, there are rich people, and there are more practitioners...
