After devouring a meal, Jiang Yudu patted his bulging belly and burped hard.
"Uncle Jiu, how many days have we been here?"
"Young Master, it's already been twelve days."
"Oh, why is it going so slowly? We have to wait for another eighteen days." Jiang Yudu said helplessly, holding his chin with one hand.
"Master, don't be impatient." Uncle Jiu said while clearing away the leftover dishes:
"Young Master Yuyou will come over in a few days. When Young Master's injury is cured, you won't be lonely."
Jiang Yudu sighed again.
"This guy is so seriously ill. How can it be so easy to fully recover?"
Just as he was talking, an old man walked in from outside the door.
Jiang Yudu's eyes narrowed, and he moved away from his chair and ran to the side to practice martial arts.
The visitor was none other than Jiang Ziliu.
Unlike his younger brother Jiang Yuyou, his grandfather Jiang Ziliu was extremely harsh on him.
Especially in the aspect of cultivation, there was no room for sloppiness. Almost as long as the old man was around, he would always watch Jiang Yudu practice.
Although his grandfather Jiang Ziliu often ordered his servants to cook a lot of delicious meals for him, he couldn't help but practice too hard. Sometimes it was already late at night and even the servants had fallen asleep. Only Jiang Ziliu was still watching him practice.
It was Jiang Ziliu's harsh treatment of him that not only strengthened his inner strength, but also made rapid progress in his realm. In just a few years, he had reached the stage of becoming a chivalrous person, and was only one step away from becoming a great hero.
As soon as Jiang Ziliu entered the city, he immediately set up a barrier to cover all three people in the city.
After Uncle Jiu put away the dishes, he followed Jiang Ziliu to the study, leaving Jiang Yudu alone to practice.
In the study, Jiang Ziliu wrote a letter and handed it to Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu nodded. Without Jiang Ziliu having to say anything, he knew who this letter was going to be given to.
After Uncle Jiu put away the letter, Jiang Ziliu began to talk about today's meeting of Luo Yunzong.
"This Luo Yunzong has lost two counties, and yet it still has plans for intrigues." Uncle Jiu said sarcastically.
"As long as Xu Xianzhi is still here, they will never feel that they have failed."
Jiang Ziliu is over a hundred years old. Although he has faded out of the world, he still understands people's hearts well. They will never cooperate until there is a real crisis.
"Is there anything else you want to give me, sir?"
Jiang Ziliu sighed and only said two words.
"Go ahead."
As soon as Uncle Jiu handed over his hand, he left the city and didn't know where he went.
Looking at Jiang Yudu who was still practicing outside, Jiang Ziliu was a little distracted. If one day he was no longer around, Jiang Yudu would have to hold up the entire Jiangyue Bamboo Village. If the current situation hadn't been unfavorable, he didn't want Jiang Yudu to be in such a hurry.
Practice.
The Jiang family's Kung Fu is extremely special, and it is difficult for people without a certain physique to achieve great success. The way to judge whether a person has potential is very simple, that is, to see if he has a big appetite. The bigger the appetite, the higher the potential.
Jiang Ziliu's son, the head of the Jiang family, does not possess this constitution. In the entire Jiang family, only Jiang Yudu possesses it.
Jiang Yudu's father can only be called the head of the family, but Jiang Yudu will be the owner of the entire villa in the future, and the villa owner's responsibility is to protect Jiangyue Bamboo Villa from outside oppression.
This responsibility is quite heavy for Jiang Yudu today.
"Du'er, don't blame grandpa."
…………
Five days had passed since the first battle, and soon the second battle began.
Yiren's descendants attacked the Sky City again, and the battle was even more fierce. Many people on both sides were injured, and Murong Xi's arm was cut off again by Ye Jian Hanxing, and it was the same one.
This time, Murong Xi failed to get his severed arm back, and was directly swallowed up by the black flames on the Night Sword Hanxing, leaving not even the dregs behind.
Today's Black Flame is very different from the past. This Black Flame consists of four types of flames: rosy red flame, golden flame, crystal blue flame, and then black flame.
Among them, the golden flame came from the cross that Yi Xifeng captured back then; the crystal blue flame was realized by Ye Jian Hanxing in the Zhiyin Water Vein; and the rosy red flame came from the Xizhou Sword.
In other words, the current black flame has four attributes at the same time, namely: hot, cold, soul-burning, and bloodthirsty.
The four attributes can be changed at will, and the lethality has reached an unprecedented height.
In this battle, Ouyang Huanxi was very cunning. The moment Yi Xifeng revealed the Night Sword Hanxing, Ouyang Huanxi escaped without any hesitation.
However, Yi Xifeng's target is not Ouyang Huanxi, but Jiang Ziliu.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, do you want to make a deal?"
The two sides were fighting when Yi Xifeng suddenly transmitted a message, which made Jiang Ziliu a little surprised, but it didn't show on his face.
Although the two sides were enemies at the moment, Jiang Ziliu did not refuse directly, but asked first:
"What deal?"
"Exchange the Blood-Draining Heart Grass for fellow Taoists to help us counterattack Luo Yunzong."
Jiang Ziliu's eyes narrowed, his murderous intent flashed away, and he said in a cold voice:
"Have you been to Jiangyue Bamboo Village?!"
"Don't worry, I'm not embarrassing your family. I just want to see if I can turn enemies into friends. After all, you have no choice but to fight with us."
"Hmph, fellow Taoist, please don't lie. I have been searching for this Blood-sucking Heart Grass for half my life, but in the end it was Luo Yunzong who brought it out from the Bloodstained Secret Realm."
Yi Xifeng chuckled and replied via voice transmission:
"Don't forget, I have also been to the Bloodstained Secret Realm."
Jiang Ziliu was stunned, and suddenly remembered that the man in front of him seemed to have entered the blood-stained secret realm earlier than Wang Yuan'e.
"Okay, I promise, if you can really get the Blood-Draining Heart Grass, I will help you."
After saying that, both sides fought their last move and then retreated.
…………
Late at night, Yi Xifeng and Zhao Feng put on night clothes and came to the door of a courtyard.
There was a faint candlelight flickering in the courtyard, and one could tell that the owner of the courtyard was not asleep yet.
Yi Xifeng released his soul and wanted to investigate, but was blocked by a special formation barrier.
Yi Xifeng was now extremely proficient in the formation. He immediately discovered the location of the formation's eye, which turned out to be the inconspicuous palm-sized stone on the ground.
As long as the stone was moved away, the formation would naturally be broken. However, Yi Xifeng did not do this. He did not want to alert the enemy before confirming the identity of the owner of the courtyard.
Zhao Feng took out the letter and read it again. After making sure it was correct, he said:
"He should be here."
Yi Xifeng nodded, tiptoed, and instantly passed through the gate and arrived in the courtyard, followed closely by Zhao Feng.
When he opened the door, he saw a handsome young man dressed as a scholar, flipping through a book. The scholar was a little surprised when he saw the visitor.
"I didn't expect that the famous Tianji Sword Lord would actually come in person."
"Helian Haixin???"
Yi Xifeng was stunned. He didn't expect that the person Zhao Feng said could help was actually him?