Chapter 529: Zhaoning Han Family

Zhaoning County is a small county near Lianyunhai in the northern mountain range of Tian Chong Mountain. It is not rich in resources and only has a few low-quality spiritual veins, which belong to a few third-rate families.

Perhaps because of the remoteness of this place and the relatively shortage of resources, although Wutianmen has been annexing various forces for many years, it has never invaded this place.

Therefore, Zhaoning County has become the only stable place in the North Meridian. Therefore, this originally remote small county has gradually seen an increase in the number of people visiting it in recent years.

Not only casual cultivators, but also some cultivators from small forces have taken refuge here to avoid disasters.

The Han family is one of several families in Zhaoning County. In addition to an elder with middle-level magic power, the clan leader Han Yuanfeng is also a magic monk. He is not considered powerful in Zhaoning County, but others still give him some respect. .

It is said that such a family that is not concerned with worldly affairs and is quite famous in the local area should be full of vitality and have a prosperous scene within the clan.

But today, the Han family seems to be shrouded in a dark cloud. Except for the elder who has been in seclusion all year round, all the other monks above the middle stage of foundation building have been summoned to the front hall to discuss matters.

However, the matter discussed today seemed to be more difficult, and everyone in the Han family looked sad.

"Patriarch, is what you said in your letter true? Did our Han family really receive a white jade post asking for my Han family's 'Thousand-year Cold Marrow Branch'?"

After a long silence, a deep voice broke the tranquility in the hall. The speaker was a dark man with a beard and a slovenly appearance. His cultivation had reached the late stage of foundation building. His voice was ringing and breathy, giving off a fierce aura.

He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was wearing a Confucian shirt and had a somewhat bookish air. He was Han Yuanfeng, the head of the Han family.

Han Yuanfeng sat quietly in the hall and said nothing for a long time.

Half a moment after the swarthy man finished speaking, he stood up slightly, took a deep breath, took out a name card from his sleeve and showed it to everyone: "See for yourselves, this card was just sent yesterday. The person said that he wanted to My Han family took out the 'Millennium Cold Marrow Branch' in exchange and gave him a generous amount of material."

"Hmph! This person has such an arrogant tone. The 'Millennium Cold Marrow Branch' is an ancestral spiritual object of my Han family. How can he take it just as he says?"

The swarthy man slapped the table and said dissatisfied.

As soon as the swarthy man finished speaking, a thin young man in white frowned and interrupted him.

"It's useless to talk big here, Han Meng. You probably don't know this person's name. In recent months, there have been news from several nearby states and counties. There is a person with high cultivation level who is forcibly trading with various family forces. Every time a treasure comes to the door, a white jade stone will be used as a name tag. Once this person comes to the door, the party whose name tag is used will either change the treasure obediently, or fight with the other party. But so far, there has never been news that the person was defeated. , in the end they all left happily with the result of successfully exchanging treasures.”

"Never lost? What kind of strength does this person have? Is it possible that he is a master in the magic stage?"

Han Meng's expression changed.

"I heard the news from all sides. Most of the people who competed were magic monks, but none of them could win. What kind of cultivation do you think this person has? Later, I heard that this person used magic skills and was named Baiyu. Everyone privately called him 'White Jade Demon Cultivator'."

The thin young man said solemnly.

Han Meng's expression changed completely. Because he had been away all year round, he was not familiar with the name "White Jade Demonic Cultivator". Now when he heard the thin young man explain it in detail, his face turned pale.

But he still looked unwilling and said: "No matter what, the 'Thousand-Year Cold Marrow Branch' is a treasure that has been passed down by our Han family for many years. It must not fall into the hands of outsiders easily. No matter how high the devil's cultivation is, why don't we still have it?" Are there any elders or clan chiefs on duty? Do you believe he can defeat the two of them together?"

Although this person was dissatisfied, he also knew that the overhaul of the mana period could only be countered by the elders and clan leaders, so he did not force himself to come forward.

Han Yuanfeng was relatively stable and remained silent in the face of the dispute between the two.

The thin young man thought about it and asked: "Clan leader, I have something unclear. The 'Thousand-Year Cold Marrow Branch' is a secret that has never been told outside the Han family. How did this person know about it? Moreover, Yun'er was attacked not long ago. Someone sent me a white jade post, but I don’t know if this matter is related.”

Han Yuanfeng frowned slightly and listened silently to the words of the thin young man. After a moment, he shook his head and said with a flash of his eyes: "It was indeed very strange when Yun'er was suddenly attacked, but the person who took action at that time seemed to be of low cultivation, and Judging from the rumors everywhere, this white jade demon cultivator is not only active in Zhaoning County, but also in other counties and prefectures. He should have nothing to do with Yun'er's attack. Moreover, this person can come and go freely among various forces. If he was responsible for the attack, I’m afraid Yun’er may not be able to come back alive.”

After a pause, Han Yuanfeng murmured with half-closed eyes: "Now how this person knows that my Han family has the 'Thousand-Year Cold Marrow Branch' is no longer important. What is important is that this demon has already sent the name card, which failed to achieve its purpose." He will definitely not give up, but the treasure that my Han family has guarded for many years is definitely not what he wants. It is said that he is invincible, but I want to try his magical power? "

"Clan leader, why don't we secretly cast spells and form formations to help you during the battle?"

The thin young man pondered for a while and then suggested gloomily.

Han Yuanfeng glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "No need, the magical power of the magic monk is beyond your imagination. No matter how many tricks you lay out, I'm afraid you won't be able to trap him, so we'd better wait until he comes. The elder and I fought with him openly."

"But what if we lose, can we really let them take away the 'Millennium Cold Marrow Branch'?"

The dark man blurted out with some concern.

"If we lose, why do you think we can stop them? Or pay the price of annihilation?"

Han Yuanfeng glanced at the dark-skinned man and said angrily.

The swarthy man seemed to want to say something more, but seeing the clan leader's cold expression, he had no choice but to shut up.

He naturally knows the terror of magic monks. Although the 'Millennium Cold Marrow Branch' is precious, it is not as important as life. He will not be stupid enough to risk his life for it.

"Judging from the time of posting, the white jade demon will come to the door in no more than three days. Just wait and retreat. The elders and I will handle the matter of the white jade demon cultivator. Unless it is absolutely necessary, our Han family's thousand-year-old cold marrow There is no way the branch will fall into the hands of outsiders."

Han Yuanfeng waved his hand and motioned for everyone to retreat.

Seeing this, the swarthy man and the thin young man could not say any more and left the hall each.

Han Yuanfeng watched everyone retreat and remained silent for a long time. It was not until late at night that he got up and left the front hall, walking to a separate courtyard of the Han family.

This courtyard is not big, but there are shocking fluctuations in the magic circle. There is often spiritual energy flowing around, revealing a heart-stopping pressure.

Obviously the identity of the person living in this villa is unusual.

After arriving outside the hospital, Han Yuanfeng bowed respectfully: "Yuanfeng is here, I hope the elder will open the door to see you."

"Are you here for the White Jade Demon's cultivation? I have heard about this. You can go back. If this demon dares to show up, I will let him know the consequences of contempt for my Han family."

The courtyard door did not open, only a deep and vicissitudes of sound came from inside.

Han Yuanfeng was overjoyed after hearing this, and left with peace of mind.

…

The next day, it was still dark.

Han Yuanfeng put on a long gown, left the room and walked straight to the front hall.

But before he got close, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and found that the faces of the people around him had something strange, either panic or fear, and some even stood stiffly in place, unable to move on their own.

Seeing this scene, Han Yuanfeng realized something, his expression suddenly changed, and the mana in his body began to increase rapidly.

Sure enough, a figure wearing ink clothes was sitting there in the front hall.

"Has Patriarch Han finally arrived? I've been waiting here for a long time."

The monk in black clothes raised his head slightly, looked at Han Yuanfeng who had a serious face with a half-smile, and poured himself tea without any courtesy.

"Are you the 'White Jade Demonic Cultivator'?"

Han Yuanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his consciousness secretly sensed the cultivation of the monk in black clothes, but what surprised him was that he could not detect the other person's aura, as if he was sitting there, but it was as ethereal as an illusion.

"'White Jade Demonic Cultivator'? Oh, that's right." A strange look flashed across the face of the ink-clad monk, he put down the teacup and waved his sleeves.

There was a flash of light in the hall, and several treasures immediately appeared on the table. All of them were precious items with spiritual properties.

"Since Patriarch Han has received my name card, I understand my purpose of coming here. I will take the 'Millennium Cold Marrow Branch'. Patriarch Han can accept these materials." The monk in black clothes said lightly.

Han Yuanfeng looked at the many treasures on the table and couldn't hide his heartbeat in his eyes.

These treasures are of extraordinary quality and difficult to find in the world, so most people may not be able to refuse them.

But after looking at it for a few times, a few dark lights flashed in his eyes, and then his face darkened, and he said: "Your Excellency, you are so bold. The treasure you gave is certainly valuable, but the 'Millennium Cold Marrow Branch' is mine. The ancestral treasure of the Han family is something that you can just take if you ask for it. I heard that you have a rule. If you don't want to exchange the treasure, you only need to fight for one or two times. If you can win a small victory, you can turn around and leave. I wonder if that's the case? "

The monk in black clothes had a strange look on his face and said: "That's true. Since I have set my sights on the 'Millennium Cold Marrow Branch', I am determined to get it. If you are not willing to exchange, just show your magical power and I will take it one by one. If I lose, Not only did he not mention the exchange of treasures, he also kept all the supplies as an apology."

"Okay, since Your Excellency is so forthcoming, I might as well say it bluntly. If I can't defeat you in a fight, I will offer you the 'Millennium Cold Marrow Branch' with both hands immediately."

Han Yuanfeng sneered.

"Oh, are Patriarch Han sure you want to do this?"

Hearing Han Yuanfeng's threats, the monk in black clothes looked even weirder.

"Fellow Taoist, please enlighten me!" Han Yuanfeng nodded.

"Okay then!" The monk in black clothes sighed helplessly.

At this moment, there was a loud rumble in the sky, and an astonishing ray of light came from somewhere in the Han family's courtyard, accompanied by a long laugh that spread into the field.

"Haha! The boy is very arrogant. I haven't seen anyone like you in many years. Why don't you let me fight with you?"