Chapter 349: Undercurrents
"Wang Zexiu, Third Uncle's close disciple?" Situ Ji said with a sarcastic look in his eyes, "Isn't he quite famous recently? How could I not know about it? Is it possible that he actually lost to that Feng Shui sect boy? "
Immediately thinking of something, Situ Ji's eyes changed and his tone became serious: "No, even if he really lost, he wouldn't have allowed the head of the family to hold an emergency meeting so solemnly. Could it be that... he was dead? That's not right, even if he Even if he dies in battle, he still won’t alarm the family leader to hold a meeting! Please tell me clearly, what’s going on?”
The two disciples in green looked at each other and responded in a low voice.
"Not only Senior Brother Wang, Wu Tongchen, the Changsheng Guan who participated in the life and death battle, and Gong Feiyang of the Gong family, but also more than fifty other people were all killed by Yang Fan."
"What!" Situ Ji's expression changed, and he said with emotion: "That Wu Tongchen has a fourth level of innate cultivation, and he has obtained Wang Daoya's true inheritance. How can that Feng Shui master named Yang be able to kill him?"
[To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. It can be used on both Android and Apple. 】
Immediately, a fierce fighting spirit appeared in his eyes, and he said: "It seems that this person is a good opponent. It just so happens that I have entered the outer realm of heaven, so I took his head to avenge the death of Wang Zexiu, and let Prince Xiao Ming and the others know. , From now on, I am the leader among the 'Four Little Kings'!"
Situ Ji didn't notice that when he said these words, the expressions of the two Tsing Yi inner disciples became very strange.
"It's more than that..."
The tall disciple couldn't listen anymore, so he simply finished the sentence at once: "After that, Yang Fan also killed Wang Daoya of the Changsheng Temple with one move, crippled the third uncle's arm in an unimaginable way, and frightened the Tiezhi Gong family. Gong Xuan fled without a fight, which shocked the entire Feng Alliance. Everyone was talking about it, so the family leader called an emergency meeting to discuss the matter. "
"Wha, what?" Situ Ji was stunned for several seconds before he suddenly came back to his senses. His eyes were as wide as copper bells: "He killed Wang Daoya? And also crippled the third uncle's arm?" Then he laughed as if he was awakened, He glanced around and said, "I know, you must be teaming up to lie to me. Tell me quickly, where are the others hiding? Are you planning to jump out suddenly and give me a surprise?"
The two Tsing Yi disciples looked at each other helplessly, much like telling Situ Ji that you are overthinking.
In fact, if they had not watched the video, they would not have believed that such a bizarre thing was happening in the world.
The short disciple looked solemn and said, "Senior Brother Situ, we don't dare to make fun of Third Senior Uncle's reputation. If you don't believe it, just see for yourself."
As he spoke, he took out a mobile phone, touched it a few times, and handed it to Situ Ji.
Situ Ji was hesitant and took the phone. After only ten seconds, his whole body froze on the spot.
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Huangshan.
As everyone knows, the view of longevity can be divided into inner view and outer view.
The exterior is dedicated to incense, while the interior is a place for martial arts practice for those who are strong in the concept of immortality.
However, today, with the sudden sound of nine death knells, many Taoist priests in Taoist robes appeared and politely but firmly asked all the tourists who were offering incense to come out from the outside.
The sky and the earth are silent with human voices, and the wind and snow cover the cold mountains.
Vipassana.
In the Changsheng Hall, four of the seven sons of Changsheng have gathered.
The first son, Bai Xingqiu, the fourth son, Zuo Daoyi, the sixth son, Sun Banshan, and the seventh son, Ji Chunyang, all had serious expressions and were silent.
Suddenly, the door of the palace opened, and a cold wind blew in the snowflakes. A white-haired old Taoist walked in through the air and took his seat directly.
It is Ma Changfeng, the third son among the seven sons of Changsheng!
Ma Chang's plump face was dusty with dust, and he was dissatisfied between his brows. He said with great energy: "Why is it so urgent? The mutated blood orchid deep in the Qilian Mountains will soon mature. Without this main medicine, my Feixiandan It won’t work!”
No one picked up the fight.
When Ma Changfeng saw this, his expression condensed and he said suspiciously: "I see that everyone has been cleared out. Is it possible that someone is taking advantage of Master's retreat to attack our Immortality Temple?"
