Chapter 888: The Jiang Family's Holy Land

After Meng Chuan's canonization ceremony, as expected, many people in the capital broke off the cooperative relationship with the Meng family under various pretexts in order to protect themselves, in case Meng Chuan fell back, and he would be liquidated by the Jiang family.

However, because the cooperation with them was not painful for the Meng family, the severance of the cooperative relationship with them did not have any adverse effects on the Meng family.

And Ye Xuan kept these family businesses in mind and informed the project leaders under him that in the future, all projects in which these forces participated would not cooperate.

Meng Chuan had been waiting for Jian Xin to come here for a while, and at the same time he was afraid that as soon as he left, the Meng family and the Ye family would be suddenly attacked by the Jiang family, so he did not leave the capital.

There is no need to worry about the big orange in Hengzhou, so Meng Chuan simply stayed, and while continuing to suppress his own realm, he often went to the Beijing Medical Association to have a look, and exchanged medical skills with Xiang Di and others.

Meng Chuan has even asked Ye Xuan to help him, invest in himself, and plan to build a new traditional Chinese medicine hospital in the capital, so that his medical skills can play a role more easily.

When everything seems to be calm in the capital, in a small world in China.

This small world is actually not big, the area is equivalent to a county town, and there is a quaint building complex in the middle of the small world, which seems to be a product of the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

This is the holy land of the Jiang family.

Although these buildings have a history of thousands of years, in addition to some quaint atmosphere, because they have been blessed by the formation, they do not seem to have any sense of dilapidation, but are more magnificent, and even the power of modern technology cannot be reproduced.

One of the most central palaces is larger than the palace in the capital, and its material is an unknown white jade, comparable in texture to diamond.

Not only that, the Hongmeng purple gas rises around this palace, and even the sound of the ancient sages preaching and spreading the Dharma can be faintly heard, which makes people feel like they want to bow and worship after seeing it.

At the closed gate of this palace, kneeling was a handsome man, like an immortal descending into the world.

He is eight feet tall, wearing a Moyun Qingri robe, wearing a purple and gold crown of flowing clouds, the wind god is handsome, and his temperament is unparalleled.

If an ordinary girl saw him here, it would definitely be extreme

He was madly in love with him.

The so-called Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world, which is probably the case.

He knelt here, his eyes fixed on the closed doors of the palace, as if expecting a voice from behind the door to answer him.

Yet he had been kneeling here for two days, and there was no sound inside the door.

If there is no sound, it means refusal, which is a rule that the Jiang family understands.

At noon, a dull bell rang everywhere in the Jiang family's holy land, and so far the handsome man knelt here for two whole days, not a second.

Behind the gate of the palace, a very old voice finally came, and said leisurely: "It's useless to kneel here, go back......"

"Grandpa!" Jiang Qiudao heard that he had knelt for two days, and in exchange for such a reply, his face was full of unwillingness: "This matter is related to the dignity of my Jiang family, is it just that?"

"The Jiang family has not been born for a long time, and for the first time in fifty years, they went to the secular world to confer gods, and they were so humiliated. If our Jiang family doesn't do something, I'm afraid the world will forget the prosperity of our holy land during the god period!"

Jiang Qiudao's words did not receive any reply, as if the voice just now had been an ultimatum to him.

Jiang Qiudao knew his grandfather's temper, gritted his teeth and really stood up from the ground, flicked his sleeves and left.

Soon, he came to a two-story pavilion in the Holy Land, where this pavilion was located was forbidden to the Jiang family's holy land, because this was a place where elder-level figures lived.

On the second floor of the pavilion, Jiang Qiudao pushed the door and entered, and there was an old man lying in the elegant room, it was Elder Zuo who was severely injured by Meng Chuan and let go.

He has been recuperating from his injuries these days, but in the process of fighting with Meng Chuan, he injured his Dao Yuan, and his realm fell, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover to his peak in this life.

In addition to Elder Zuo, there is also a maid and a boy who are taking care of him here, even if it is just a maid and a boy, they are also masters who have cultivated Xuanjin, and they are enough to become a party figure when placed outside.

Seeing Jiang Qiudao enter the door, the maid and the boy immediately knelt down, lowered their heads and said respectfully, "I have seen the Holy Son." ”

Jiang Qiudao was accustomed to everything, waved his hand and ordered: "You two go out, I have something to do."

Talk to Elder Zuo. ”

"Yes, My Son. The two did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly got up to leave, and gently closed the door when they left.

Elder Zuo struggled to get up and salute from the bed, and at the same time said, "The Holy Son is here, and I hope to forgive you for not getting up and saluting immediately!"

Jiang Qiudao lifted the front hem of his clothes, sat on the chair next to the bed and waved his hand, and said, "Elder Zuo doesn't need to be polite, if you are injured, just lie down and talk." ”

"Thank you, Son, for your forgiveness. Elder Zuo was not reluctant, and lay back again.

Then, Elder Zuo asked with concern, "Holy Son, has the Holy Lord ever agreed to send the Jiang family master to the capital to arrest the stinky boy who insulted our Jiang family and killed me and Elder You?"

Jiang Qiudao shook his head and sighed, "No." ”

"I knelt in front of my grandfather's Dao Palace for two days, and he only said one word, which was to let me come back, and there was no other command. ”

"Is this matter left alone?" Elder Zuo was extremely surprised, a little unconvinced: "Could it be that those disciples didn't truthfully tell the Holy Lord what Meng Chuan Xiao'er had done, so the Holy Lord wanted to be merciful and not care about this person?"

Jiang Qiudao said without thinking about it: "This is impossible, what happened to you and Elder Right in the capital, the disciples of the Jiang family will definitely tell the truth, and they dare not hide anything." ”

"Besides, what kind of person my grandfather was, he had already reached a level close to my great-grandfather on the path of Taoism. ”

"Even if no one tells him, just by deduction, he can probe the heavenly machine and know everything that happened in the capital. ”

"It's just that why the other party insulted the Jiang family so much, but he didn't let people go to the capital to teach the young man named Meng Chuan a lesson, I can't think of the reason for this. ”

"Maybe his old man snooped on something, or maybe he had other plans?"

Elder Zuo's face was full of disappointment when he heard this, and there was nowhere to release the anger in his heart, and he said, "Is this matter just settled? Just let that Meng Chuan step on the head of our Jiang family and beat out his statement, while I can only survive here?"

"No," Jiang Qiudao closed his eyes slightly, and said word by word: "Three days later, I will personally go to the capital to deal with this matter." ”