Although the Life-Purchasing Art is a secret technique and is not as complicated as the magical skill, it also requires some hard practice.
Jiang Tianhe simply stayed in the guest room of Changsheng Sect and accompanied his daughter to enjoy the joy of family.
When he was in Da Kun, he did not marry or have any children, so he was alone and left as soon as he said he could leave.
Major sects like marriage. As the eldest grandson, Jiang Tianhe should marry a wife like the senior sister of Miaosheng Sect.
However, the Qingxu Sect is not in the secular world. It is very noble from top to bottom and never sticks to others. No one forces Jiang Tianhe to marry a noble lady and have a descendant to continue the incense.
It was not until he became a master that he was ninety years old that he went down the mountain to travel, and became a connection with a folk woman. Three years later, it was Jiang Siyou.
Jiang Tianhe was so precious about this only daughter that he was afraid that his daughter would worry, so he only said that the decisive battle with Jiang Wanggu was not mentioned.
When Jiang Siyou saw her father staying there, she felt relieved. She was most afraid that her father would fight to the death with Jiang Wanggu.
Little did they know that if Zhang Wu hadn't reminded him, Jiang Tianhe would have been dead at this moment.
Changsheng Mountain is majestic and majestic, the waterfall is like a Milky Way, and a big river is surrounded by a mountain. Not far from the river is an ancient town.
The blue-gray city walls were desolate and ancient. Eagles from all over the world flew over the city and flapped their wings and fell. On the ring in the center of the town, there were martial arts masters fighting for their unique skills. They shouted like thunder, which attracted the cheers of merchants.
The disciples who practice on the mountain need all kinds of daily necessities, all of which are transported to the mountain from this Changsheng Town.
The best inns in the town are not open to the public and are only for the disciples of the Changsheng Sect to rest, unless you are strong enough to be able to intimidate the top-notch shopkeeper in one move.
Zhou Longci lived in this inn all year round. At times, he stayed in his door and quietly comprehended the various magical skills taught by Zhang Wu.
At first, Zhou Longci was very upset when he was planted with demon seeds and was enslaved.
Although he speculated that Zhang Wu might be the immortal, it was not enough for him to follow him willingly before there was evidence.
But over the past six or seven years, he found that being enslaved... seemed quite a pleasure.
Zhang Wu is not a stingy person. In addition to giving Fulongguo, he will also pass on various magical skills and cultivation experiences.
This made Zhou Longci feel a sense of encountering the wise master.
It seems that there is no need to give or work hard. You can practice endless magical skills while sitting, and there are gods on land who can ask for advice.
Even if you are not far from the Great Zhou Dynasty and have no ancestors to support the place, you can still walk sideways when you go out. After all, beating a dog depends on the owner.
Life is fun and its strength has improved by leaps and bounds. In the past seven years, he has been close to the peak of the Supreme Master.
A few days ago, my ancestors wrote a letter asking to return to Dazhou as soon as possible.
Zhou Longci was vague and repeatedly pushed forward.
What are you going back for?
The court was full of life and death, the grievances and disputes between ancient countries, and the mediation of the Supreme Master was very dangerous. It was difficult to hide so far, with food, drink and practice, and the fool went back to get a knife.
"It's good to be a dick."
Zhou Longci was comforting himself, but suddenly he was shocked to realize a huge aura like a mountain and ridge that suddenly blasted through the inn gate.
A fierce and vast energy swept across the hall, and the broken wood residue splashed, making his door pound, and all the disciples in the hall were overturned.
While the shopkeeper flew back to the hall and smashed hard at Liangzhu, an old figure with pale skin, deep eyes, and like a zombie, slowly walked into the inn.
"What are the rules that break the rules? You have to smash the venue before you can move in?"
The old man held a veil in both hands and covered his mouth. He spitted yellow phlegm on the handkerchief and put the veil in his sleeve. He was about to teach the shopkeeper a lesson again, but suddenly his heart stormed and looked up at the whereabouts of Zhou Longci.
Room.
"What a strong breath."
The Supreme Master deliberately restrains himself, and the Grand Master will only feel that the other person has a good temperament and a strong aura.
However, as both supreme masters, the old man's mind and spirit were extremely sharp. As soon as he entered the inn, he noticed a terrifying aura dormant on the building, vaguely exuding a dynasty trend, a sense of domineering and majesty.
"I know all the elders of the Changsheng Sect. It's not them. Where did such a person come from?"
The old man frowned and immediately felt like he was quitting. He stopped staying in the inn and turned around and left.
He is here to solve the big trouble, not to make trouble in the Changsheng Sect. He is a powerful dragon that does not suppress local snakes. The gangster master understands this principle better than others.
To kill Jiang Tianhe, you can only do it quietly and make the blame on others so that you can pass the test.
He disguised himself as a zombie old man because the old man in heaven was famous all over the world and was extremely cruel. He had killed many big shots. He would not feel itchy if he had too many lice, and it would be fine if he poured some dirty water.
However, he never had the habit of complaining about his mistakes when he was out, and he would not hide in the barren mountain in the wind and sun in order to wait for Jiang Tianhe to go down the mountain.
I wanted to stay in an inn and wait slowly, but when I entered the door, I met a person who needed to avoid it.
"unlucky."
The old man used his body skills and quickly left Changsheng Town.
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. In order to avoid the other party discovering his true identity, he will escape quickly.
However, he was extremely arrogant in the last second, and the next second he turned around for no reason, which immediately attracted Zhou Longci's attention.
Although he didn't know the other party's origin, after a brief thought, Uncle Zhou left the inn as soon as possible, came to the waterfall pool at the foot of Changsheng Mountain, jumped, crashed through the waterfall, climbed the cliff, and began to climb up.
In the Water Curtain Cave, Zhang Wucai, who broke Chen Hongyue's tricks, came back from the Wuwei Mountains and was checking Ji Long Elephant who had not yet woken up. The child was covered with a layer of black skin and had been reborn, and his body was comparable to a first-class master.
Seeing Zhou Longci climbing up, Zhang Wu asked:
"What happened?"
"I just met a strange person, the realm of the Supreme Master. When I sensed my existence, I was like a frightened bird, turned around and left..."
After the Emperor Zhou talked about it, Zhang Wu immediately understood it.
"Jiang Wanggu has come."
Any expert who has been through the world and knows that people's hearts are sinister will not wait to die when encountering problems.
If Jiang Tianhe dares to send a letter of war, it means that he is sure to win.
Waiting for Jiang Tianhe to come to the door, why not take the initiative to extinguish the danger in the cradle?
This is a way to walk around the world, and Zhang Wu would do this if he had changed.
"When encountering this kind of old gou, secretly launching a sneak attack, Uncle Jiang will die without any life."
Zhang Wu did not expect Jiang Tianhe to awaken and use methods such as breaking Yang Dan to destroy the enemy.
Once a person's personality is formed, it is difficult to break through with his own bottom line and persistence.
But watching him die seem a little unrighteous.
After all, I have a friendship with my own father, and my sixth uncle once protected the road for Jiang Tianhe. I didn’t look at the monks and saw my father’s face, so I had to make some arrangements.
After thinking about it, Zhang Wu closed his eyes and communicated with Emperor Yi with the demon species, which affected his mind in the dark.