Chapter 97 of The Story of Qianshan in Volume One of the Ten Generations of Heads: Make up your mind!
The Sixth Division servants and Shen family members who followed Jiang Feng had just exited the door. The black snake spirit on their arms could not help but spurt out, condensing into an almost solid black snake in the air. The snake was as thick as the mouth of a bowl. , exhaling black and blood-red breath, staring at Shen Junmao in front of him, feeling the changes nearby.
This is……
A trace of fear flashed through Shen Junmao's dull eyes. His desire for life made him use all his strength to move his body, but his stiff body, lying in bed for a long time, no longer listened to orders, and his dry and cracked lips trembled. He was shaking, breathing heavily and slowly, and there was a trace of tears in the corners of his eyes, as if he still had a lot of nostalgia for life.
A thin and dim black smoke slowly rose from Shen Junmao's arm, gradually turning into a snake shape in the air. This black smoke seemed to be about to escape, and it would dissipate with Shen Junmao's last trace of vitality. In the world, just like every monk possessed by the black snake spirit before, he enjoyed the fastest and most direct improvement in his cultivation level, but he also had to pay the price of falling cultivation level and sudden death.
The black smoke gradually faded, and the snake's figure was about to collapse, just like the smoke blown by the strong wind at night.
Jiang Feng's black snake swam quickly, curling the letter in his mouth, and locked the target. He bit the weak black air that was about to escape. It was like swallowing a small snake, absorbing all the black smoke into the body. At the same time, With a slight shaking of its body, the black scales on its body seemed to become brighter.
The cold and stinging feeling hit again, and the black snake rushed into Jiang Feng's body, dormant and sleeping again, as if this incident had not happened. Only the light spot where Jiang Chengzi lived seemed to be affected by a ripple of water. After trembling slightly for a moment, peace returned.
It seemed to take some time to repair, and Jiang Feng clearly felt that the black snake spirit's suction of its own spiritual power had slowed down again.
The mark of the black snake spirit on Shen Junmao's arm has dissipated, leaving only dim black markings, telling its past existence. But his frail body has gained life again. The wrinkles as deep as ditches have quietly calmed down. , the blood flowed under the skin that had regained its luster and elasticity, and the marks faded and disappeared. He took two Qi and Blood Pills to replenish his long-awaited physical strength. After a while, the serious eyes returned to the young man's. Vibrant and energetic.
Based on the upper limit of Xuan level's lifespan of 600 years, plus Shen Junmao's special natal magic skill bonus, even if he was injured when he was young and damaged his cultivation foundation, he still has at least two hundred years of lifespan to squander. , but for him, because he failed to understand his natal skills when he was at the sixth level of the Xuan level, he had to practice it again.
"Thank you, Master!"
Shen Junmao knelt down and thanked him. He had returned to the appearance of a middle-aged monk. However, his white and yellow messy hair and weed-like goatee had not yet been replaced, but he believed that it would only take a while to recover. Before today, Shen Junmao had never addressed Jiang Feng with the honorific title of the leader, and only ignored him coldly when meeting him. Now that he is relying on Jiang Feng to gain a new life, there is no reason not to bow his head.
Only those who have experienced near-death know how precious life is.
"Don't tell anyone else about this. Just tell me that I gave you a magic pill."
"yes!"
"Our Qianshan Sect's new Hanshan sect, Guhan Town, is currently lacking a Xuan-level guard. Are you willing to go to the north and coordinate the management of Dayi County and Guhan Town affairs?"
"Everything depends on the master's arrangement. Don't dare to refuse to serve." Shen Junmao had planned to take the position of elder in his early years. Now that he has been reborn, his mood is much duller. However, he can take charge of the affairs of the newly added territory after the merger of a county. Guarding the North Land will definitely be of great benefit to his own cultivation and the livelihood of his nephews. There is no reason to refuse. Besides, there is no need to give up the position of clan leader.
not only
The next step is to work hard and do well, he made up his mind and muttered silently.
"Go out with me to meet guests."
Shen Junmao stood up. He had been ill for more than a year. His body was as thin as a bamboo pole and he was much taller than Jiang Feng. Therefore, he turned sideways and bowed his head to show humility. There were bursts of noise coming from outside the door. The cry was from his cousin Shen Junsheng who was crying in mourning, trying to "impress" the leader with his tears to obtain the satisfaction of his conditions.
"Why are you crying!" Shen Junmao jumped out from behind Jiang Feng and kicked his cousin in the mouth. "I... am not dead yet!" He wanted to say that I am, after all, the leader in the clan. Status, even before he died, he said it exactly, but when he said it, thinking that the leader was still here, he changed the words temporarily.
"Brother?!" Shen Junsheng was stunned by the kick. He looked up and saw who his eldest brother was. He looked like this. Not only had he recovered from his illness, but he had also become so much younger!
"Why don't you join me in thanking the master for the medicine!"
Everyone thanked them profusely and flattered them. Although they were all surprised, how could the young leader get such a magical elixir? Even Wu Xianghua, who came to solve the problem together, was full of doubts, but no one dared Feel free to ask.
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Luochuan, Yangjiang Lane, an old house that has just been renovated.
"Why did you invite me again? We agreed that we can't meet each other. And in your house, if someone sees you, you have to talk nonsense." A voice complained while drinking spiritual tea. It was Wang Xiandao, the law enforcement elder.
"Jiang Feng is back." Sitting opposite him was a dark-faced old man, who was Yue Xishan.
"You have to change. The leader is back." Wang Xiandao corrected, "It's been more than two years and you still haven't adapted?"
"Bah! What kind of leader!" Yue Xishan spat, "I, Lao Yue, will never recognize his position as the leader. He has no virtue or ability. He is just the heir randomly appointed by our way. Others recognize me, but I don't. , and in order to become the leader, I sold out so many interests, but I still have the nerve to become the leader!"
"After giving up so many benefits, am I the one who benefits? Why, you are not satisfied?" Wang Xiandao was very good at talking. In one sentence, Yue Xishan felt a little choked and panicked.
"No way, no way. Mr. Wang is a role model for our generation. Letting people with no virtue and talent get it is a waste of natural resources." Every sentence he said contained deep dissatisfaction with Jiang Feng. Every time he saw Wang Xiandao, They all complained a lot, and over time, Wang Xiandao got used to it, but from time to time he would catch some loopholes and take the opportunity to make sarcastic remarks. The two of them had been familiar with each other since they were the ninth generation masters, and they had already adapted to each other's way of speaking.
"What's going on this time? Your matter of leaking our whereabouts hasn't been settled yet, is it going to cause trouble again?" Wang Xiandao held a round jade plate in his hand, which was given to him by Yue Xishan. The first-level high-grade magic weapon is inferior to the last second-level low-grade magic weapon. It seems that his small treasury is almost deflated. Even the gifts have been shrinking. I still remember that he last year The first time I asked for it, it was a second-level mid-grade magic weapon.
"On the one hand, the magic weapon will get better. I will find a way. Now I will practice my basic sword and horse skills well. And didn't the leader make a new rule? As long as you win a game, you will have sixty first-level swords."
You can get the spirit stones, and I will take you to the newly opened ghost market when the time comes."
"Yes, Patriarch." Zhou Xuyao was very happy after hearing this. He fantasized about the scene of choosing a magic weapon. Should he choose a long sword or a long spear? As he was thinking about it, he suddenly remembered that he and his friends had a bet.
Yue frowned and summoned up the courage to ask, "Chief, there is something I want to ask."
"What's up?"
"Um, um, the girl my father introduced to you yesterday, isn't she pretty?"
"You kid!" Zhou Xing scolded with a smile. Just as he was about to slap him, he saw not far away, the girl from the Chen family who was about to pass the door was hiding in the corner and peeking at him. He quickly put down the things in his hands and went to meet her.
The girl ran away in shame.
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Jiang Feng had just sat down in the head's inner palace when Jiang Hai and Wang Yi arrived.