When Jiang Shuiyao woke up, Linghu Jiangan had just brought him to the bottom of the tower. The former high-spirited sect master looked lonely, and numbly locked Jiang Shuiyao's hands, feet and Pipa bones with the iron hooks on the floor and left quietly.
Jiang Shuiyao knew nothing about Linghu Yinan's death. He only thought that Linghu Jiang'an and Hu Ning had said a lot of good things before they begged for a few days to imprison him here. Regarding Hu Ning's surrender to Linghu,
Jiang Shuiyao didn't care at all that Hu Jiangan was seeking skin from a tiger. Anyway, the contract with Li Caiwei is now the biggest talisman. No one dares to take his own life. What's more, it only takes a few days to save Fengshan's life.
If you can't see yourself going back, you will naturally find the Wandan Sect.
There was a black sword stuck in the center of the floor on this floor, and the tip of the sword was exposed outside the tower and became the top of the tower. Opposite Jiang Shuiyao, an old man with a haggard face also suffered the same treatment.
The old man seemed to have long been numb to the pain of his pipa bone being locked, and kept sitting cross-legged. It wasn't until Linghu Jiangan left the bottom floor that the old man slowly raised his eyelids. After noticing Jiang Shuiyao's red robe, he suddenly became energetic.
Asked: "Special envoy of the Blood-clothed Soul Sect?"
"The old gentleman is also from the Wandan Sect?"
Jiang Shuiyao was a little surprised. Although many people recognized the costumes of the Blood-clothed Soul Sect, the only ones who could be called "special envoy" were the Wandan Sect and the Xuanyang Sect.
The old man's expression went numb for a moment, and he nodded to acknowledge his identity. After a long pause, he murmured: "It seems that he is planning to do the opposite."
The old man was covered in dirt and looked like he had been imprisoned for many years. Jiang Shuiyao raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked with a smile: "What? How can the old man know what is happening outside the tower even though he is in the tower?"
Before the old man could speak, his face suddenly tightened, and he quickly closed his eyes to concentrate. Jiang Shuiyao was surprised, and then he saw a lot of plasma suddenly generated in this floor, and then he felt a sharp pain in his bones, and in the Soul Heart Palace
The spiritual power also boiled instantly.
The power of the thunder tribulation flowed out of the Soul Heart Palace along the iron hook embedded in the Pipa bone, merged into the ground, and sank into the inscription formation at the top. Jiang Shuiyao gritted his teeth, feeling as if someone had forcefully ripped out his bones and cramped up.
This severe pain lasted for nearly a stick of incense and then subsided in an instant, and the entire floor returned to its original state.
The old man came back to his senses and stared at Jiang Shuiyao for a long time before speaking out: "How dare Linghu Jiangan attack the Blood-clothed Soul Sect? It turns out that you can store the power of thunder tribulation in your body."
Jiang Shuiyao was slightly frightened, and then he respectfully asked: "Can the old gentleman also absorb the power of thunder?"
The old man smiled: "Absorbing the power of thunder and calamity? How much ability does that have? I just connected my soul with the formation in the tower. After being imprisoned for decades, I figured out some ways to let the power of thunder and calamity enter my body without causing it to fall.
If you hurt yourself, as for absorbing two words, you can't do it no matter what. Little baby, why don't you tell me how to cultivate this secret technique?"
Jiang Shuiyao laughed and shouted in the direction of the stairs: "I suffered a catastrophe when I was injecting my soul, and was destroyed by others on the way. After I survived, I had the power of thunder tribulation in my body. Master Linghu, how about you?
Try it?"
"Injecting spirits can bring disaster, little baby, you are a bit exaggerated." The old man changed his position and lay down in a comfortable position, then curled his lips and said: "What are you shouting at the stairs? Do you think I am helping them?
Are you trying to trick me? Don’t worry, the sound insulation on the ground floor is amazingly good. As long as the light curtain at the top of the stairs is there, no matter how much noise you make here, you won’t be able to hear it from above.”
"Old sir, aren't you bragging? You sound like this, but you haven't been out for decades. How do you know you can't hear it from above?"
"Of course it's my grandson Yinan... Bah, little baby, are you trying to trick me?" The old man instantly gathered his murderous intent, stretched out his palms, and lifted Jiang Shuiyao up from the air. He stared at Jiang Shuiyao for a long time.
, sighed slowly and said: "That's all, you are probably not a cruel trick used by Linghu Jiangan."
As the murderous intention faded away like a tide, the old man laughed at himself and said to himself: "Yes, I am already like this anyway, what else can I do?"
Jiang Shuiyao remained silent.
He suddenly felt that the old man's angry expression was very similar to Linghu Jiangan's. He lowered his head and thought for a long time, and an extremely absurd idea emerged from his mind.
Unconsciously, a whole day passed. Linghu Jiangan and others seemed to have forgotten the existence of Jiang Shuiyao and had never reached the sixth floor. Instead, the old and the young relied on Jiang Shuiyao to take in the meat and wine stored in the ring.
, eating with great pleasure.
When the two were chatting, Jiang Shuiyao deliberately brought up the topic of Linghu South, but found that whenever Linghu South was mentioned, a kind smile would always appear on the corner of the old man's mouth, which made Jiang Shuiyao more and more sure of his guess.
It wasn't until the old man fell asleep due to too much alcohol that Jiang Shuiyao sighed softly. The man in front of him was probably the old sect leader who died suddenly in the rumors, that is, Linghu Jiangan's father, Linghu Yan.
It's not that Linghu Jiangan doesn't want to come to the bottom of the tower, it's just that he can't get out.
Not long after they returned to the Wandan Sect, a group of Wucheng soldiers broke into the Wandan Sect's mountain gate. The leader was named Leng Yun, and his cultivation level was Tongxuanjing.
Leng Yun has a beard on his face and is about nine feet tall. At a glance, he can tell that he is the kind of master who has been on the battlefield for a long time. He was not polite to Linghu Jiangan. After he broke into the door with his soldiers, he had Linghu taken away.
When Jiang An came to find him, he immediately announced his home address and briefly explained his purpose of coming.
The rise and fall, everyone is responsible.
At present, Wucheng is gradually unable to defeat Tianjiang City. Qi Tiantian adopts the advice of his counselors and orders Wucheng's powerful forces, as long as those with Sword Lord Mirror and above, to go to the front line to resist Tianjiang City. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed.
Linghu Jiangan had the ability to hide the fact that he had lost all his cultivation from Jiang Shuiyao, Feng Xiangshan and others at that time, and now he naturally had the ability to hide it from Leng Yun. In this way, except for him, everyone above Jian Junjing in the Wandan Sect would
There were only two people, Xiao Yu and Kong Yihong.
Although Leng Yun had an unkind look on his face, Linghu Jiangan begged for mercy in every possible way. Leng Yun saw that he had no cultivation. Considering that these martial arts sects needed a strong person to take charge, he agreed to Xiao's request.
Yu could ignore the matter of going to the front line for the time being. But Kong Yihong could not shirk it. After being shouted at by Leng Yun, he reluctantly returned to his yard to pack his luggage.
During the banquet, Linghu Jiang and Leng Yun patted their chests and promised that except for Xuanyang Sect and Wan Fengshan, there would never be any local monks above Sword Lord Mirror near Haixing Town. As for Moyun Villa, Leng Yun didn't need to mention it.
It will also pass, and Linghu Jiangan will no longer have those hateful words.
After the banquet, Leng Yun simply stayed in the Wandan Sect. However, he also sent two soldiers, each carrying a rubbing document recruiting monks above Sword Lord Mirror, to the two forces, asking them to leave after seeing the letter in two days.
Come to Wandan Sect to gather.
Linghu Jiangan and Xiao Yu stayed with the giant all day long. It was already late at night when they returned to the room to rest, so they gave up the idea of questioning Jiang Shuiyao that night. Xiao Yu gently helped Linghu Jiangan's shoulders and asked
: "You brought this General Leng, right?"
Linghu Jiangan nodded solemnly: "This opportunity cannot be missed."
"Over the years, Xuanyang Sect has been able to suppress us in terms of force, but Liuyun Village was changed to Wanfeng Mountain by Jiang Shuiyao. Although most of the bandits have left, their strength is far superior to ours. Leng
I don’t know how many people Yun will be able to keep when he comes to Fengshan this time, but among the masters of Sword Master Jing and above in Xuanyang Sect, I’m afraid he can only keep Liang Qian. Looking at the current situation of the two cities fighting, I guess
The fight may not be completely over for another two years. So once Leng Yun takes these people away, we will have the opportunity to capture Xuanyang Sect and Wanfeng Mountain. No matter who wins or loses in the two cities this time, we will just
Just bring in the Chengtian Sword Sect and get close to this big tree. Even if some of the people brought by Leng Yun come back alive, we won't be afraid. Anyway, the Chengtian Sword Sect will be there to support us, and without the Blood Clothed Soul Sect
Special envoys, there will naturally be special envoys from the Chengtian Sword Sect, right? As for Wan Fengshan, if Zhu Fengwu and the others really dare to disobey, Leng Yun will probably take action and kill them first to boost the power of the army."
Xiao Yu frowned and thought deeply for a long time, and said with some worry: "I'm afraid that if Tianjiang City wins and we have time to thoroughly investigate the cause of Jiang Shuiyao's death, the Wandan Sect will be in a situation that is beyond redemption."
Linghu Jiangan patted Xiao Yu's hand and said comfortingly: "Let's just be a good master of suffering. Tomorrow I will see if there is a chance to borrow Leng Yun's hand to temporarily invite this Bodhisattva from Chengtian Sword Sect away.
If you don't want to leave, then after Hu Ning takes Jiang Shuiyuan away, I will go to Tianjiang City to plead guilty, and at the same time guarantee to Jiang Kuohai that I am willing to be an internal agent and help him capture Haixing Town. If Jiang Kuohai wants to find bad luck then, then
I will only go to the Chengtian Sword Sect. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, my bloody battle with Zhu Fengwu resulted in the total loss of cultivation, not only to save the Wandan Sect, but also to save his Jiang Shuiyao. Even if his Jiang Kuohai really has a chance
Even if you have big grievances, you won’t make fun of me, a loser. The Lord of a city must have some reputation. If I were killed, wouldn’t everyone in the sects under the jurisdiction of Tianjiang City be in danger? Who would dare to fight with me again in the future?
Dealing with the City Lord’s Mansion?”
"I hope people's wishes can come true." Xiao Yu sighed softly.
"Don't worry, everything is under my control. It's just that I didn't expect that the relationship between Chen Baicao and Hu Ning would be so good that they eat and sleep on the same bed. Chen Baicao knows too many of our secrets, and fortunately, he also cares for us.
It’s just that once Hu Ning leaves this time, he will most likely follow him to Chengtian Sword Sect. It doesn’t matter if he goes there, with Chen Baicao there to say good things, it will be easier for us to do things in the future.”
Xiao Yu nodded, blew out the candles, and lay down hugging her husband, each with their eyes closed and thinking about things.
Linghu Yinan's death has become a steel needle piercing the bone marrow. No matter how amazing his daughter's cultivation talent is, and how much she goes against him for Jiang Shuiyao, she is still his own flesh and blood. Who knows that she will be like Hua'er?
At such an age, he ended up with no bones left.
Xiao Yu turned over, with her back to her husband, who was loving each other, and two lines of clear tears fell quietly.