Following Hall Master Jiang's words, the gate of Jiangjiaying opened with a rumble, and the formation protecting the village was withdrawn.
The Jiang family was so happy that the more than 40 people outside the door were stunned - should they enter or not?
Once inside, there is a large array set up inside, which is really not enough for everyone to serve in one pot.
"Hahaha," Jiang Zicheng stood at the entrance of the village and laughed loudly, looking confident, "Zhuangzi is wide open, aren't you waiting for me to carry you in?"
Chi Jifu's face turned pale, but he turned to look at He Chongfeng and forcefully suppressed what he wanted to say.
He has a hot temper, but Wu Yunhou is old and mature, and is not provoked by the other party at all - I will not do anything you want me to do.
Although he also knew that the possibility of the other party setting up a trap to deceive his group was not high, he did not want to gamble at all.
So he smiled slightly and found some reasons, "Jing Tao has just passed away. So many people entered the village rashly, always disturbing his peace. Jiang Zicheng, did you come out of the village to talk about it?"
"It's okay to leave the village for a chat," Jiang Zicheng smiled coldly, and then changed the subject, "But since you, Patriarch Wu, also know that it has disturbed Patriarch Jingtao's peace, then each of your two families will send someone to give him the news first.
Ancestor, please offer me a stick of incense."
Wu Yunhou and Chi Jifu exchanged glances, hesitated, and nodded slightly at the same time.
They could guess that this incense must have a reputation, but it really didn't matter if one person from the family was to figure out the reputation. The children of the family must be willing to sacrifice themselves at critical moments.
Of course, their sacrifice will not be in vain. If the Jiang family dares to do something dangerous, the two families will have enough excuses to work together to destroy the Jiang family.
So each family assigned a first-level spirit immortal, and Chi Jifu specifically told others, "Image stone, shadow stone!"
He wanted to record the scene of his children entering Jiangjiaying.
About twenty minutes later, the two immortals came out again. Their faces were pale and they looked lost.
"What have you done to my children of the Chi family?" Chi Ji saw this look again. He raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Zicheng, who was standing at the door of Zhuangzi and sneered, and his eyes were about to split.
There are really many secret techniques in the Fenghuang Realm, and it's not that there are none that can control people's souls.
Wu Yunhou looked at him with a little disdain, and spoke softly to his disciple who came back, "Twelve Lang, are you okay?"
"On the altar...on the altar," Twelve Lang spoke tremblingly, his whole body trembling.
"Twelve Lang, stop and talk," a third-level spirit immortal said in a deep voice, not allowing him to come near. At the same time, he patted the storage bag, and an extra ring came out of his hand - if Twelve Lang goes out of control again, he will be indispensable.
You have to tie the other party first.
Hearing this, Twelve Lang stood still for a long time. Then he took a deep breath and said, "Nan Nan...the old blackmailer. His head is placed on the altar as a memorial..."
Hearing this, Wu Yunhou took a deep breath and said, "Did you read that correctly?"
"I don't know if it's true or not, and I'm still wearing a mask," Twelve Lang replied softly, "Anyway... it looks like it."
On the other side, the Chi family.
He Zongfeng sneered and said again to Chi Ji, "What does it look like? It's clearly... If the old man doesn't die, if they dare to pose like this, wouldn't they be asking for their own death?"
He could think that Wu Yunhou would not be much slower than him. The ancestor of the Wu family chuckled and cupped his hands at Jiang Zicheng, "I heard that Jing Tao's murderer has been executed? How gratifying and congratulatory."
"He was killed on Baishu Slope the night before," Jiang Zicheng replied proudly, "If you don't believe it, you can come in and see for yourself."
"How can you believe this?" Wu Yunhou was very thick-skinned. He smiled slightly and said, "Zi Cheng, didn't you want to come out to talk to us? You see... we also went to burn incense to apologize."
Jiang Zicheng smiled and cupped his hands, "Talk is naturally Elder Ziqin's business, I only care about fighting!"
As he spoke, Jiang Ziqin appeared from beside the village gate, raised his legs and stepped out of the village. Behind him, there was a man wearing a long gown and a mask on his face.
The aura of the masked man was that of a ninth-level wandering immortal. Not many people cared about it, but He Chongfeng took a second look at him.
Hearing that the Jiang family had killed the Nangong Jinbiao, a ninth-level spirit immortal, in revenge for their ancestors, Chi Jifu had no idea how to deal with him and could only count on the Wu family.
Wu Yunhou took the initiative to get off the wildebeest and let someone lead the horse away. Then he held his hand to Jiang Ziqin and said with a smile, "Ziqin, we haven't seen each other for many years."
"The ancestor is a descendant of the Wu family. He has been traveling around the world, and Ziqin admires him very much." Jiang Ziqin also replied with a smile, "but the Wu family has been in arrears with the spiritual stones owed to the Jiang family, and we can't bear it anymore."
"The Wu family was also blackmailed by that guy," Wu Yunhou sighed, replied with a wry smile, and then waved his hand, "This matter is easy to discuss, but I would like to ask, who is the master who killed that guy? Can you introduce me to him?"
"It's always the origin of my Jiang family," Jiang Ziqin replied with a smile.
"Jiang Ziqin, don't go too far." A third-level spiritual fairy from the Wu family quit, "My ancestor and your ancestor are equals!"
"Noisy!" He snorted coldly, and the third-level spirit immortal fell off his horse upon hearing the sound.
But it was the masked man behind Jiang Ziqin who sent a spiritual consciousness over.
Then the masked man glanced coldly and spoke in a hoarse voice, "The heads of the three families are talking. If anyone who doesn't understand the superiority of the three families interrupts casually...kill him!"
"Is it you?" Wu Yunhou suddenly took a breath of cold air. This sense of consciousness was hurtful, and he was a ninth-level immortal. It reminded him of a person, "The one in Taozhi Town?"
"My junior brother is extremely handsome, but I am not as good as him," the masked man replied hoarsely, "that's why I wear this mask."
"I dare to ask that old man, but your Excellency is going to kill him?" Wu Yunhou clasped his fists again and asked respectfully.
"Just ants," the masked man snorted and said nothing.
The Wu Chi family and a large group of people were originally very aggressive, but now they are silent - together with the Jiang family, they have really received strong support, and they are masters who can kill ninth-level immortals.
The Nangong Championship has been wreaking havoc on Yuzhou and Jizhou for more than a day or two. Who doesn’t know this person’s strength?
Of course, there are some people who don't believe it, but seeing the third-level spirit immortal being killed after hearing the news, who dares to jump out and try it?
Under this situation, the so-called "justice" between these two families is completely out of the question - this is a world where strength is paramount.
Not to mention, the two families are still somewhat in the wrong.
So the negotiation ended quickly, and the Wu family had to settle all the balance within five days - it was impossible for them to give up the mine. At the moment, it was just payment in advance, and the loss was not huge.
No matter how hot-tempered Chi Jifu was, he had no choice but to hold his nose and admit it. Not only did he not pursue the matter of Jiang Zicheng's injury and smashing of the store, he also promised to send the spirit boat to him tomorrow and not ask for the redemption of the spirit stone.
When they were about to talk about it, He Zongfeng suddenly raised his hand to the masked man and said, "You seem to be an acquaintance, could you please take a moment to talk?"
Chen Taizhong looked at him carefully and shook his head coldly, "It's not necessary."
"Perhaps I have news about your acquaintance," He Chongfeng said with a smile.
"You'd better not lie to me." Chen Taizhong didn't mind following him. He had plans to kill people and establish his authority today, so why did he care about more things?
The two of them, one behind the other, walked out into the woods.
When Chi Ji saw this again, he felt a little lucky again, but after thinking about it, he finally suppressed this impulse.
After He Zongfeng entered the woods, he turned around and sighed, "I didn't expect that your cultivation level would increase so quickly. I even want to change my Qi Dao practice."
His voice changed slightly.
"Damn it, yesterday I asked someone to inquire about you," Chen Taizhong was amused. The person in front of him was none other than Yu Wuyan, "Your mask is quite exquisite."
"What level is it now? I can't tell clearly," Yu Wuyan asked quietly.
"Level 4 Spirit Immortal," Chen Taizhong replied with a smile. He was in a good mood after meeting an old friend. "How about it? Is it better than a Level 1 Spirit Immortal like you?"
"I'm a Level 5 Spirit Immortal, and you seem to be the only one who knows the Qi Condensation Technique." Yu Wuyan hit him directly, but then he sighed with emotion, "A Level 4 Spirit Immortal killed Nangong Championship... It's a pity, I can't look back.
Well, maybe I need to change my Qi Dao."
"How did you recognize me?" Chen Taizhong was curious.
"I lived in Jinyang Mountain for a while, plus Taozhi Town, the Jiang family... is it difficult to guess?" Yu Wuyan replied lightly.
After thinking about it, he added, "Thank you for letting Nantes go... Actually, it's not a bad idea if you kill him. That guy is still suffering while he is alive, and he is reluctant to die."
Chen Taizhong was speechless. He could feel the indescribable friendship between Yu Wuyan and Nan Te.
After a long while, he asked, "Do you need help with anything?"
"I really have something to entrust you with, and I was just looking for you," Yu Wuyan nodded, and then added, "Don't worry, I won't let your help go in vain."
"Look at your pretentious look," Chen Taizhong curled his lips disdainfully, "What are you doing?"
"I can't explain it in one sentence or two. I'll see you at this place the night after tomorrow." Yu Wuyan turned around and walked out of the woods, "Do you have to protect the Jiang family?"
"This family is quite honest in what they do," Chen Taizhong hesitated before finishing his sentence.
"Then don't leave Jiang's house during the day recently," Yu Wuyan said calmly.
"Why?" Chen Taizhong asked in shock.
"Because... someone from the Nangong family will definitely come," Yu Wuyan smiled disdainfully, "I have seen through the faces of these people."
"I'll wipe it, it's so shameless." Chen Taizhong really didn't expect this level, but what he was more concerned about was, "Will the gods come?"
"You've killed even nine-level immortals, why are you still afraid of a heavenly immortal?" Yu Wuyan looked at him with disdain.
"Can you stop being so confusing when you speak?" Chen Taizhong was a little unhappy.
"See you the day after tomorrow," Yu Wuyan simply closed his mouth.
In fact, the two people walked around in the woods, which attracted quite a lot of attention. Many people were even guessing - would only one person come out?
Chi Jifu was even ready to fall out.
However, everyone lost hope when they saw the two of them walking out unharmed, one after the other, and speaking a few words from time to time - it seemed that these two really had something to say.