Chapter 181: Ask ancestors to die

The snowy floor is covered by dark clouds, and the storm is coming.

Want to shake Kunlun?

After hearing what his grandson Xuanyuan Jingcheng said, Xuanyuan Dapan raised his head and laughed boldly, not minding that he was about to face the enemy.

This is not Xuanyuan Dapan's conceit. He counted the opponent that the old man with a squad had once called out. When he was in the time of his crown, he challenged the ancestor of the family and left him seriously injured. He was a little inferior to the spear immortal king Xiu. At the age of 30, he entered the Wu family's sword tomb alone at the age of forty, forcing that generation of sword crown to use flying sword skills. Although he was defeated, he was still honored. After fighting in the sword tomb, he learned sword skills for ten years. He was confident that sword skills could be comparable to that of the sword god Li Chungang, who was the top of the world, was defeated again, and then practiced sword skills, fought with the young Gu Jiantang, and lost again. Not to mention that Xuanyuan Dapan also competed with the immortal Qi Xuanjian during this period. It was natural to lose. But if his cultivation was mediocre and he stayed on the demon-killing platform for his whole life, how could Qi Xuanjian, who had been enlightened all his life, take action?

Xuanyuan Dapan seemed to compete with others, but lost every time, so he was ridiculed as Xuanyuan's unbeatable. However, not to mention the only Qi Xuanjian who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Lu Zu in five hundred years, and Li Chungang, who was invincible in the world at that time, was the most inconspicuous Gu Jiantang at that time. Now he is also a saint with extraordinary sword skills and claims to be the second, and no one dares to be the first. In this way, how many people dare to underestimate the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family? People like to blindly derogate from the past and derogate from the present. Xuanyuan Dapan lived for nearly a hundred years, and he and Li, who were in a slump in the realm, were eventually depressed.

Chungang is different. Generally speaking, he has been rising steadily. People predict that the celestial realm had arrived as early as the year of Xuanyuan Dapan's sword court. Over the years, he devoted himself to dual cultivation and was committed to melting the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism into one furnace. With Xuanyuan Dapan's old age, it may not be hopeless. After Longhu Mountain ascended to the immortal world in Qi Xuan frame, there will be no such realm of great realm again. The grudge of that year, once Xuanyuan Dapan achieved great immortality, it will be considered to be returned to the Taoist ancestral home. At that time, even if Gu Jiantang's sword skills are superb, how could he be a rival of a land god?

People with good ears and eyes have many malicious speculations about Li Chungang's mountain climbing that one-armed old man wanted to establish his authority with Xuanyuan Dapan, and most of them are not optimistic about the old sword god who has fallen sharply. The good people in the world have made special bets for this, betting on the victory and defeat of Li Chungang and all first-rate masters. The odds are extremely high without exception, which shows how hopeless Li Chungang is. As for the odds with Wang Xianzhi and the new sword god Deng Taia, it is probably the point where Li Chungang bets 5,000 taels to win, which can make the dealer lose everything.

The world of forgetfulness and indifference are like the literati who are despised each other since ancient times.

Xuanyuan Dapan's ten-year retreat period has obviously increased, and his temples have changed from frosty white to blue and black are a clear proof. He has returned to nature and is a mysterious sign of realizing the real person of immortality. When Qi Xuanjian was killing demons in Longhu Mountain, he was a handsome man in his seventies.

Xuanyuan Dapan is not in a hurry to take action. After waiting for twenty years, he finally waited for this day. Often, as he got older, his patience became better and better. Xuanyuan Dapan looked at the eldest grandson who had gestured in the distance and was not as good as he could. He had no feelings in his eyes. For him, blood relationships can be important or light, obedient and well-behaved and hoped to become a dragon. Then cultivate it. If it is a waste with mediocre roots, even if it is a parent-child grandson, he will be abandoned by him as well. How could Xuanyuan Dapan be the kind of kind elder who likes to play with his grandson? The joy of family is not worth mentioning than his immortality. In front of him, he made an exception and gave him one more chance. The first time was when Xuanyuan Jingcheng came to life, he asked him if he was willing to practice martial arts. Unfortunately, this stubborn child insisted on learning the knowledge chapter.

It would be fine if the city Xun was peaceful and governed the country and pacified the world. Xuanyuan Dapan was really amazed by his grandson's talent. Even if he had been a piece of uncarved jade all his life, he would just treat it as if he was put at home to dust. Later, Xuanyuan Jingcheng met the woman in trouble and went back to the mountain to beg for the family to help him. Xuanyuan Dapan gave him another chance, but this grandson who was terrified of talent and was rejected again. Xuanyuan Dapan was furious and no longer regarded him as the eldest grandson. Instead, he cultivated Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who was less talented but better than the ambitious Xuanyuan Jingxuan. Later, the woman took the initiative to ask for dual cultivation of the art of room. Xuanyuan Dapan just followed the flow. Since he decided to abandon Xuanyuan Jingcheng, a young granddaughter-in-law with a rich and charming grandson, he ate it. The woman who is suitable for making a cauldron is the more good.

Xuanyuan Dapan looked indifferently at the tornado attracted by Xuanyuan Jingcheng's abundant energy. It was in the shape of a huge funnel. The wind roots rotated violently on the snowy floor, as if they were directly to the heaven, constantly tearing off the black clouds in the sky, becoming more and more intense.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng poked out one hand and drew an arc, then slowly lifted it up with his other hand, and said softly: "Get up again."

Another big tornado appeared on the left side of the snow-capped floor.

The weather of heaven and earth swirls around the dragon axis and endless wind, sand and stones.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng made a thrust, and his momentum soared, but there was no sign of exhaustion. He clenched his fists with both hands, and a Confucian scholar's blue shirt applauded like a ball. His energy instantly reached its peak and said slowly: "Three rises!"

A tornado is set on the right.

On the heavy snow floor.

Three dragons draw water!

Xuanyuan Dapan's gray hair was chaotic with the strong wind blowing, and said calmly: "Stolen the power of heaven and earth, is this your celestial realm? This kind of opportunistic behavior is enough to scare people. It is ridiculous to want to hurt me!"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng said nothing, and three dragon swept quickly with the power of the sky and moved rapidly towards Xuanyuan Dapan, which was still motionless. The three dragons suddenly gathered and squeezed the Huishan ancestor who was located in the center and did not dare to hide.

"Good come!" Xuanyuan Dapan laughed, hooked his claws with his hands, stretched out his left hand, and stretched into two tornados. The vast sea of ​​energy that contained nearly a hundred years of internal strength began to exert force, like a boiler rolling. The reason why he looked down on Xuanyuan Jingcheng's ability to be magnificent was related to Xuanyuan Dapan's own practice. Generally speaking, the saints of the three religions left a scattered word for the future generations to understand the great way. Among them, Zhang Susheng from the north proposed to study to nourish the great righteousness of the world, and said that ordinary people would be louder if they were not even able to be calm, so he used Confucianism to enter the great realm of martial arts and was extremely good at learning.

Resonating with the heaven and earth for a long time, and wielding the secrets of heaven with oneself is undoubtedly a very grand and spectacular scene. However, in the eyes of Xuanyuan Dapan, who has proved the truth with his strength, it is just funny. This ancestor did not worship the master of the heaven and earth for the rest of his life, but only believed in his own fists. Li Chungang, who was shocked by the world after a sword, was the same path as Li Chungang, who was shocked by the world and the ghosts and gods, was shocked by the way. No way of doing anything, floating in the sea, and all the hardships and blessings in this life in the next life are farts! The more Xuanyuan Dapan studied the mystery of the three religions, the more firm he was the path he had taken before. I had both hands, and all the immortals, Buddhas and demons had to let me go away!

What's more, Xuanyuan Dapan has a clear goal, which proves that the path he chose is not only feasible, but also extremely correct.

King Xianzhi of Wudicheng!

Today, there are only a handful of people who fight with me, Xuanyuan Dapan. Xuanyuan Jingcheng, you, a cowardly abandoned son, is not worthy of your abandoned son.

Xuanyuan Dapan actually tore up two tornados. The dragon without foundation absorbed water. The black clouds at the top slowly rolled like a dying struggle, and finally drifted away and returned to the sky.

Just as he was dealing with the last dragon to absorb water, Xuanyuan Jingcheng snatched a point on his toes, and a big pit burst out from the ground, his figure was like a rainbow, piercing into a tornado, passing by, then coming to Xuanyuan Dapan and pushing out with one palm.

Unsurprising Xuanyuan Dapan sneered and turned into a fist, and went straight to the middle gate. Xuanyuan Jingcheng sided his palm, ignoring his surging fist, but putting on the back of the fist. Xuanyuan Dapan had a slight strange color on his face. His right fist shrank his hand, and his left hand stuck to the middle section of his hand bridge, trying to remove the wrist. Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Jingcheng's hand turned into a box hand in an instant, pressing down diagonally, and slapped Xuanyuan Dapan's shoulder with his left hand. This attack seemed to be understatement, but it would be inside.

The ancestor, who had already mastered his strength, disrupted the center of gravity and rushed forward, but Xuanyuan Dapan was so skillful when facing the enemy, he would take advantage of the situation and hit Mount Tai, and knocked the eldest grandson with a strange technique to his chest. However, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who had no expression, suddenly turned back into the cameraman and pushed Xuanyuan Dapan back to the original place. For a moment, the latter had a rare courage in the world, but he was neither moving nor moving.

All of this is just an offensive and defensive transition made by both sides in the blink of an eye.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng pushed out another palm. Xuanyuan Dapan pinched the palm speed at the right time and slapped with a more fierce elbow. Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Jingcheng's palm was originally just a needle hidden in a cotton. When the moment he was about to touch the elbow, the energy was like a flood opening. A palm was fiercer and faster than Xuanyuan Dapan's elbow lifting, and slapped the latter's heart.

The two of them had ripples visible to the naked eye due to this clapping.

Xuanyuan Dapan's tall and strong body was photographed backwards ten feet!

The wind chime that had been tightly tightly under the eaves of Gu Niujiang was finally overwhelmed and fell to the ground at this moment.

Xuanyuan Dapan, who is known for his bravery, was repelled?

At this time, an old man with a sword slowly walked up to the snow-covered floor, not at all surprised by the horrifying scene, and lowered his head and said aloud: "Father, Xuanyuan Jingxuan has been killed by Xuanyuan Jingcheng."

Xuanyuan Dapan nodded lukewarmly, and looked at Xuanyuan Jingcheng who was obviously going to be ruthless today, and asked, "How many tricks did you use to kill your third brother who had just entered the Zhixuan Realm?"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who had been expressionless, suddenly smiled, coughed a few times, covered his mouth, and smiled slightly vaguely, "I promised to kill him with a finger, but I actually used the celestial realm, so I just made one move."

Xuanyuan's ancient sword on his waist was crying and his face was extremely angry.

Xuanyuan Dapan nodded and said, "The same is true for your last palm just now. It was just a trick before."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng, whose face looked like snow, said calmly: "Of course, you can't kill evil dragons. I dare to ask if my ancestors' hands are hot. If it is already hot, Jingcheng will no longer be polite."

Xuanyuan Guoqi, who was watching the battle on the side, was stunned.

Xuanyuan Dapan let out a heartfelt pleasant laugh, raised his hand and pointed at Xuanyuan Jingcheng, and said, "You are so arrogant and cute, you are worthy of being the most respected and favored by me in the entire Huishan Mountain."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng covered his mouth and coughed a few times, looked up at the dark clouds, and said softly: "When I was young, I read a sentence that was ridiculous and unpredictable to shake a big tree. At that time, I just thought it was indeed ridiculous. Later, I thought it carefully and thought that the word "smile" should be the word "remember", which was also good."

The scoundrel is shaking a big tree, can you respect yourself?

Among the three Jing generations of Huishan, Xuanyuan Jingxuan is already a dead person, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng is also a dead person.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng withdrew his gaze, took one hand and stretched out the other hand and said loudly: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng asks his ancestors to die!"

Xuanyuan's national weapon was immediately frightened and speechless.

When did the eldest son, who was as sick as a cat, become a tiger that could be bitten and killed with his father Xuanyuan Dapan?

Huishan, which claims to enjoy the land of only one blessing, cannot escape the fate of one mountain without two tigers?

Zhaoyaoshan is snowy and wind and rain are coming.

On the other side of the Yimen, Xuanyuan Jingyi was really angry, especially after her niece Xuanyuan Qingfeng came out to disrupt the situation, adding fuel to the fire. The young prince who was so meant to come to Huishan to enjoy the scenery? I, Huishan and my neighbor Longhushan, attracted each other to help each other. Even the local snake King Guangling, Zhao Yi, dared to go against everything. You, a prince who is far away from Beiliang and has not yet inherited, dare to come and take the lead. Is it true that he is afraid of this Beiliang crossing the river, but he may not be afraid. What really makes Xuanyuan Jingyi not dare to use all his strength to crush it is not just a waste. Xu Fengnian, who had a skin and title, was not even Li Chungang, who was still the eighth in the world, but the lame man was just a slaughter. Xuanyuan Jingyi glanced at Xuanyuan Qingfeng and snorted coldly. The little bitch who was traitorous is worthy of being the daughter trained by the shameless woman. If you want to take advantage of the opportunity to restore the decline of the eldest son's house, you are not ashamed to show up in public. First, Yuan Tingshan's vulgar boy from the countryside, and then he was flirting with the Song family who was swaying in the literary world. Now he has even hooked up with the prince of Beiliang, who has a bad reputation? The face of the Xuanyuan family in Guniu Dagang has been lost!

Xuanyuan Jingyi changed his warm face and turned to the most trusted guest, smiling at the second guest whom he relied on, saying, "I'm sorry, Brother Hong."

Hong Piao said calmly: "Do your own affairs."

Huang Man'er, who punched the guest's head in the field, was idle and kicked the headless corpse hand from time to time, which made everyone in Huishan feel creepy.

A boy born with unparalleled strength grinned when he saw Hong Piao stepping out.

At this time, the second house manager came over in a hurry. A guest minister who was worshipped by the third house stumbling up. The manager rushed out a handsome dog to eat shit. He didn't care about glaring at him, but just got up and rushed to his master Xuanyuan Jingyi. The manager, whose back had a cold spine for some reason, trembled, and stood on tiptoe and whispered: "The Third Master is dead."

Xuanyuan Jingyi thought he had heard it wrong and frowned and said, "What did you say?"

The manager's body was shaking and repeated in a trembling voice: "Third Master, Xuanyuan Jingxuan, dead."

Xuanyuan Jing widened his eyes, but was shocked in an instant, and tried his best to keep calm and asked, "How did you die?"

As if he wanted to resist the coolness of early autumn, the manager protected his chest with his hands, lowered his head and said softly: "The eldest lady said it was killed by Xuanyuan Jingcheng."

Xuanyuan Jingyi finally couldn't help but say angrily: "Don't you fart!"

The manager said with a grievance with a sad face: "It's true, the third master's body is still lying in the courtyard, and no one dares to move."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who knew it, had a sneer on his lips.

She never felt so happy.

His Royal Highness, who was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, saw this scene. The blue bird in the field was holding the fan's man and chasing him like a depressed dog. Xu Fengnian laughed loudly and said, "Blue bird, back, this Guniu Dagang has caught fire in the backyard. Xuanyuan Jingcheng has ruined Xuanyuan Jingxuan, and his brothers and feet are tragic and lamentable."

The audience was in an uproar.

The guest officials are not blind. Apart from the very few martial arts ignorant who are ignorant of the world, most of them are human geniuses. If they contact Xuanyuan Jingyi slightly, they will know that the shocking words of Prince Beiliang will not be too far from the truth.

Is this towering tree in Huishan going to fall?

The trees fall and scatter. Some of them run slowly will be killed by the big trees. Especially those who tie their lives with ropes to the branches, they are destined to die the most miserable.

But will it fall? Will Huishan change the sky?

Almost everyone doesn't believe it.

Even if Xuanyuan Jingcheng really kills Xuanyuan Jingxuan, as long as the ancestors are in charge of Guniujiang, this heaven will not be able to change!

As for how Xuanyuan Jingcheng can kill the master Xuanyuan Jingxuan, no matter who wants to break his head, he simply doesn't think about it, so he just turns his attention to the prince who caused huge waves as soon as he goes up the mountain. Some of the sporty Wushen Guests know the times and secretly think about whether they can climb to the Beiliang Palace? People go to a high place, Huishan has many secret books, and they may be as good as the Armament Tingchao Pavilion? Xuanyuan's ancestor is extremely powerful, but he can't jump out of the world after all. No matter how big the world is, what is the thing he can face when he once looked down on the horse's back?!

The scene suddenly lost control.

"Look! What's going on over Daxueping?!"

"Is it a tornado that human power has long been?"

"Good, this is the Three Dragons' Drawing Water! Could it be that the ancestor has left the confinement? Are he going to ascend to the Tao?"

Xuanyuan Jingyi turned his head and looked at it with a gloomy face.

Xu Fengnian struck while the iron was hot and said nonsense: "Hey, the old man named Xuan and Yuan Jingyi, if he doesn't let this prince go, everyone will miss a good show that is rare in a century."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng added icing on the cake illiterally and said calmly: "Uncle, your highness is invited by my father to go up the mountain this time and has been granted by my ancestors."

Xuanyuan Jingyi was hesitant and should not be exposed. The family scandal should not be exposed. The disaster star was unbearable, but if he insisted on stalemate and let the prince pour dirty water, the people of Huishan would be unstable. Wait! Xuanyuan Jingyi's mind suddenly turned around. If what the manager said was certain, the third brother Xuanyuan Jingxuan was dead. The eldest brother went against the rules and went to Daxueping to seek death. His father Xuanyuan Guoqi had no intention of being the head of the family. In the future, the ancestors passed the tribulation and lived forever. Who would have a word from Huishan? It was really a place to search for something without any effort. Xuanyuan Jingyi was ecstatic, but still had a difficult-to-choose look.

Everyone held their breath and waited patiently for Xuanyuan Jing's decision.

"Is it going to rain?"

Xu Fengnian looked up at the sky, then looked at Xuanyuan Jingyi and said with a smile: "Borrow a word and borrow an umbrella. Isn't it difficult?"

Xuanyuan Jingyi looked angry, but obviously took a step back and ordered the manager to "get the umbrella."
To be continued...