Seeing Li Sandao being killed by Jiang Ning like this, everyone around, including the Qingteng Li family, the Wei clan, and the boss Zhonghai He, were all stunned.

Everyone knows that Li Sandao is a master of Huajin Martial Arts.

However, how could he be killed by Jiang Ning like this even if he had the strength to fight back?

Everyone looked at Jiang Ning again, feeling that he was like a devil now.

After Jiang Ning killed Li Sandao with a knife, he kicked Li Sandao's body away.

He raised his eyes and glanced coldly at all the Wei clan members present.

"Wei Gou, listen, Wei Hualong is not here today, I will let you all live."

"In three days, I, Jiang Ning, will destroy the Wei family and kill the old Buddha."

The clear words reached the ears of everyone in the Wei clan.

The moment Jiang Ning finished speaking, he rubbed the fingers of his right hand into a sword gesture.

He waved his right hand towards the Wei family building door.

A purple monstrous magic sword more than three feet long appeared out of thin air.

Purple Flame Sword.

The monstrous sword light was like thunder, and the sword struck in front of the huge door of the Wei family.

Rumble.

The solid door of the building was split open by Jiang Ning's sword.

The huge door of the ancestral residence of the Wei family began to collapse as everyone's eyes widened.

"His...his...name is Jiang Ning!"

"He is Jiang Ning who killed the three sons of the Wei family, extorted tens of billions from the Wei family, and drained Miss Ziqing's fifty years of life!"

Only then did all the Wei clan members react.

It turns out that the extremely terrifying devil in front of him is Jiang Ning.

…

Jiang Province, Baicheng.

Baicheng is just a township-level town near Jiang Province.

But he became famous because of "Wei".

Because the real birthplace of the Wei family is in Baicheng.

This is the real ancestral home of the Wei family.

In the past, when the Wei family worshiped their ancestors, they would come to Baicheng.

Rumor has it that the ancestor of the Wei family came from Baicheng more than three hundred years ago.

At this moment, in a huge mausoleum park in Baicheng, all the people standing inside and outside were members of the Wei clan.

The huge mausoleum is surrounded by high walls for protection.

In the mausoleum, all those buried are members of the Wei clan.

No matter who in the Wei family dies, they will be buried here.

Just because the ancestors of the Wei family said back then: The descendants of the Wei family, no matter in the world or in the world, must unite together.

now.

Among the rows of tombs, the Wei family members stood at the front of a huge tomb.

That is the tomb of the ancestors of the Wei family.

The leader was Wei Hualong, who was dressed in black robes.

His white hair was flying, and his majestic body stood in front of the tomb of the ancestors of the Wei family.

Next to him were Wei Zhengtian, Yao Min, and Wei Ziqing, who was sitting in a wheelchair and looked even older than Wei Hualong.

In addition, behind him are Yan Lei, the leader of Tianshi Dao, and Mu Chaofeng and others.

"I pay homage to Wei Zu!"

"Second worship to Wei Zu!"

"Three obeisances to Wei Zu!"

As the master of ceremony's voice sounded, all the Wei clan members, including the masters of Tianshi Dao, also knelt down and worshiped in front of the mausoleum.

Next, the sacrificial ceremony began.

Firecrackers went off and fireworks went off.

While everyone knelt down to worship the ancestors of the Wei family, only Wei Ziqing, who had been drained of fifty years of life, sat blankly in a wheelchair.

Her eyes were cloudy and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Originally, she was only 24 years old!

What a wonderful time of youth.

It's a pity that she has now turned into a little old lady and can't even walk.

She knew that she would probably be buried here in a few more years.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help crying.

Next to him, Wei Hualong looked at his beloved granddaughter and glanced at her silently.

"Ziqing, don't cry!"

"Don't worry, grandpa will definitely help you get back your lifespan that has been sucked dry."

Listening to what Wei Hualong said, Wei Ziqing shed tears and nodded.

"Father, the ancestor worship has been completed, do we want to leave?"

Wei Zhengtian suddenly came over and asked.

Wei Hualong glanced at the tomb of the ancestors of the Wei family and said, "You all should step aside first and let me have a few words with Ziqing."

"yes!"

Wei Zhengtian then left the mausoleum with everyone else.

In the huge mausoleum, only Wei Hualong and Wei Ziqing, who had been drained of fifty years of life, were left at this moment.

A gust of cold wind blew, blowing on Wei Hualong and also on Wei Ziqing.

"Ziqing, do you know how our ancestors of the Wei family made their fortune back then?"

Wei Hualong suddenly looked at the tomb in front of him and asked.

Wei Ziqing shook his head.

To be honest, she didn't know.

She only knew that the ancestor of the Wei family was just a groom who raised horses for people three hundred years ago.

As for how her ancestors created the Wei family to dominate, she didn't know.

Wei Hualong saw Wei Ziqing shaking his head and said: "Actually, the reason why my ancestors of the Wei family got rich is all related to the Kunlun Region."

"Kunlun Domain?"

"Is it the Kunlun Domain, the legendary martial arts holy land?"

When Wei Ziqing, who was sitting in a wheelchair, heard the name, he asked in shock.

Wei Hualong's eyes shone brightly and he nodded: "Not bad!"

After saying that, Wei Hualong paused, looked at the tomb of the ancestors of the Wei family in the middle, and said: "Three hundred years ago, my ancestor of the Wei family was just a groom who raised horses for the rich, and he could not wear warm clothes or eat enough all day long!

But I, Wei Zu, have a good heart and am the most famous good man in Baishi Village!"

"One year, a snowstorm broke out and starved to death everywhere. Two-thirds of the people in Baishi Village starved to death and froze to death!"

"That winter, I, Wei Zu, lived by drinking snow water and eating tree bark."

"Late one night, Wei Zu had just finished feeding the horses when he saw a barefoot ascetic lying outside the short, snowy courtyard. Wei Zu was kind-hearted, so he rescued the ascetic."

"Wei Zu gave the ascetic the only half of a steamed bun he had to eat and saved the ascetic's life!"

"Later, after the ascetic was rescued, in order to express his gratitude to me, Wei Zu, I gave him a piece of tortoise shell!"

When Wei Hualong said this, he took out an ancient tortoise shell the size of a palm from his arms.

There are countless cracks on this tortoise shell, and you can't tell how many years it has been passed down at a glance.

Its tortoise shell is strange and has countless densely packed characters engraved on it.

Looking at the tortoise shell, Wei Ziqing trembled all over.

"Grandpa, is this the tortoise shell passed down by the ancestors of Wei?"
To be continued...