"Yes, one mechanical tribesman is so scary, how terrifying can a group of mechanical tribesmen be?" Yin Dong couldn't help but swallowed dryly, and the idea of ​​finding Ling Fan and the children became even more urgent.
This time and space where gods, demons, and machines coexist is too dangerous!
Yin Dong's words made Nangong Nishang deeply agree: "Yes, the mechanical race is too scary. They dare to say that they want to hunt gods and demons, and they are confident."
This was somewhat interesting, and Yin Dong couldn't help but wonder: "Does the Machine Tribe only hunt gods and demons, not immortals?"
Nangong Nishang's face turned pale, and she glanced up guiltily, then lowered her voice and said: "The strong men in the Immortal Palace often go into seclusion. Becoming an immortal is what they pursue. They are unwilling to participate in the disputes of the mortal world. They treat the mechanical clan.
His attitude is not as tough as that of gods and demons."
Yin Dong understood instantly.
"Oh, so the Immortal Palace is the weakest and doesn't dare to get involved in the fight between the three major forces. It hides in a remote area and doesn't dare to grab territory, right?"
These words were so straightforward that they made Nangong Nishang's face paler: "Don't talk nonsense, it will kill all of us!"
Yin Dong changed the topic: "The Water Moon Realm was affected by that void war and exploded directly. Is a small world so fragile?"
Nangong Nishang sighed sadly and said: "The world barrier in the Water Moon Realm was eroded by the aurora. All the creatures on the planet were radiated by the aurora and turned into monsters. The aftermath of the battle in the void was not intercepted by anyone. Of course, the Water Moon Realm
Fragile."
"well--"
The old marshal sighed, causing the three of them to notice that he was awake, and they listened to him whisper: "You can't argue with gods, demons and machines, and you can't argue with immortals."
As he spoke, he stood up, stretched his body, and performed a set of punches. He gradually allowed his physical strength to induce his mental strength to merge with the body that had been lying there for a long time.
boom!
Suddenly, there was an explosion from the old marshal's body. His body glowed, his energy and blood boiled, and phantoms appeared behind him, like tigers and leopards leaping, and the atmosphere was extraordinary.
Nangong Nishang was shocked.
Oh my god, what did she see? According to legend, the highest state of ancestral martial arts... the fist and mind can communicate with the gods!
The next moment, Nangong Nishang's heart was filled with excitement. Her grandfather had reached this level, and her talent was not weak. With her grandfather's guidance, was it still far to reach this level?
Once she reaches the realm of fist and mind, she will be qualified to enter the fairy city!
When Nangong Nishang was so beautiful, the old marshal withdrew his fist, bowed deeply to Yin Dong, and said: "Your Excellency's kindness to recreate..."
"Don't say that!"
Yin Dong quickly interrupted the old marshal's words, stepped aside and did not accept his courtesy, and said: "I also got great benefits from the old marshal just now. We each get what we need. What does the old marshal think?"
?”
"Then let's just say everyone gets what they need. I, a bad old man, have the audacity to take advantage of you."
The old marshal said and looked at his little grandson with a smile. This brat just said that he was a bad old man. When he has some free time later, he must show this boy what it means to be a bad old man!
Xiao Longlong ignored his look, looked at Yin Dong again, and roughly guessed the inside story.
He didn't want Uncle Dongzi to be tainted with karma in this world, so he said: "Old man, I, Uncle Dongzi, said that you each get what you need, and you agree with it yourself, that is, no one owes anything to anyone, right?
?”
"Yes, no one owes anyone anything." After the old marshal said this, he seemed to have some realization in his heart. He took another look at the cracks in the black jade bead string and guessed some of the inside story.
However, he is upright by nature, and the black jade beads have been strung on his hands for many years, but he has not been able to understand its secrets. Even if there is a chance that Yin Dong gets it, it is his fate.
Therefore, the old marshal has no other thoughts, he is simply happy... From being a cripple on the verge of death, he has suddenly turned around, and is even more powerful than when he was at his strongest. How can he not be happy?
When he looked at the string of black jade beads, Xiao Longlong also looked at it and his pupils shrank. This string of black jade beads was made of the same material as the family heirloom that his younger sister Nangong Yunshang took away!
The family heirloom that caused the family's destruction was made of the same material as this black jade bead string, so this black jade bead string is also extraordinary!
"Old man, do you still have this kind of string of black jade beads at home? Give me one too." Xiao Longlong asked, staring at the old marshal with his dark eyes, not missing any subtle change in his expression.
"You have a sharp eye and a careful mind." The old marshal smiled, looking at Xiao Longlong with loving eyes and some inexplicable pride. This boy is his grandson!
He didn't hide it and said directly: "This is carved from a piece of black jade leftover from a meteorite that flew from the sky. The complete piece of black jade was carved into a black jade sword, which is regarded as a family heirloom."
This treasure was lost a hundred years ago."
Xiao Longlong felt thunder in his heart. The Nangong family's annihilation was actually due to that black jade sword, and it was a family heirloom that was lost a hundred years ago. So here's the problem!
Where did the younger sister Nangong Yunshang get the family heirloom and bring it to the Lost Land?
At this time, Nangong Nishang was also shocked: "Has our family's heirloom been lost? Is the black jade sword enshrined in the ancestral hall a fake?"
"The black jade sword enshrined in the ancestral hall has always been a fake." said the old marshal.
Nangong Nishang asked with a serious look: "Then who knows this secret?"
The old marshal gave the eldest granddaughter a strange look and said: "Your father and the clan elders all know that now there are a few of you. Anyway, when you see the string of black jade beads, you will know that the black jade sword in the ancestral hall is a fake.
"
"No, the black jade sword in the ancestral hall is genuine. It is the sword passed down from the ancestors of the Nangong family." Xiao Longlong said suddenly, with a harsh tone that was not suitable for his age.
The old marshal was stunned.
Xiao Longlong continued: "The string of black jade beads in the old man's hand must be replaced with the same material." At this point, he looked at Nangong Nishang, with a kind of intimidating power in his eyes.
Nangong Nishang felt bad, shrank her body, and asked angrily: "Why do you look at me like this?"
Xiao Longlong said calmly: "You are not allowed to tell Nangong Xuan and his mother about this matter, let alone your maternal grandfather's family. Otherwise, I will peel off your skin and cramps, and then light your soul on a sky lantern, making it impossible for you to survive. Please
You can’t die!”
His tone was very flat, without any inflection, but it was this flatness that made Nangong Nishang's hair stand on end, making her have the urge to scream.
She felt a strong malice coming from Xiao Longlong, as if she was going to be skinned and deboned in the next second, and her body shrank and trembled involuntarily.
Chapter completed!