Perhaps, you can try it with royal milk!

However, after thinking about it, Su Hang still gave up, what if he was full, he couldn't waste a full 10 million energy points in order to test the power of this skill, right?

What's more, who is he looking for to counterattack?

It's impossible to find an innate realm to test the counterattack, right?

That's too much of a loss.

However, no matter what, this skill is enough to defy the sky, with his current realm, the upper limit of the counterattack is the fourth level and nine grades, that is, the legendary Jindan Semi-Immortal Realm, and it is also the peak of the Jindan Semi-Immortal Realm, which can be regarded as crossing two major realms.

Just imagine, a nine-rank martial artist trampled a nine-rank Jindan master under his feet, it was definitely an unprecedented counterattack.

1,000 top-grade pills, in exchange for a nine-grade golden pill master, it doesn't seem to be such a loss, and, strictly speaking, it is definitely earned.

Well, the nirvana of the sling wire is worth having!

Su Hang pinched his chin and put aside this newfound ability for the time being, this skill is very powerful, and there are probably very few opportunities to use it, and Su Hang doesn't want to use it, after all, this thing is too energy-consuming.

However, this 'counterattack' skill is also a means to save life for Su Airlines.

From the body of a sling, there can be an unexpected harvest, Su Hang's mood is also very good, lying on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

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Shuxi, Qiongzhou.

The love story of the great writer Sima Xiangru and the talented girl Zhuo Wenjun in the Han Dynasty happened in this Qiongzhou, and there is a legend that the Sima family in Shuzhong is today. It's the offspring of these two, but. Over the years, this statement has long been unscrupulous.

In Qiongzhou. There are a lot of people with the surname Sima, and most of them like to call themselves descendants of sages, after all, it is a very bright thing to be related to celebrities.

Whether the Sima family in Rongcheng is the descendants of Sima Xiangru or not, the people of the Sima family can't tell, but one thing is certain, the ancestral shrine of the Sima family is in Qiongzhou.

Linqiong Town. Most of the buildings in the town are old, a little backward, with a bit of simple ancient style, about Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun's stories, here children can tell you.

There is a smell of wine in the town, in response to the story of Wenjun selling wine, Wenjun wine has become a signboard in the town, and those who come to travel from other places will definitely not be able to get drunk for two sips.

Recent. The town has implemented the industrial linkage rich city project, relying on the Linqiong Liquor Industry Park, displaying the millennium Qiongjiu culture, striving to build a well-known brand of Huaxia Liquor Village, introducing social funds, and forming a demonstration of the linkage of the three industries, which has been very effective.

Today, big names come to town. The country's largest liquor merchant, the old man of the Sima family in Rongcheng, returned to his hometown with his children and grandchildren to worship his ancestors.

Don't talk about the mayor. There are leaders in the city to accompany them.

As the country's largest liquor merchant, Rongcheng Sima Jia's winery. It occupies almost more than 70% of the Qiongzhou liquor industry, plus the lofty status of the Sima family in Shu. This time, Old Man Sima returned to his hometown, which can be described as very dynamic.

Outside the town, Wenbi Mountain.

The car stopped at the foot of the mountain, and hundreds of people walked towards the mountain, all the way to the gongs and drums, firecrackers rang out in unison, it can be said that the atmosphere was warm and earth-shattering.

Other irrelevant people were all retreated and waited in the middle of the mountain, only Sima Yu brought more than a dozen descendants of the Sima family to the back of the mountain, deep in the Wenbi Mountain, the ancestral tomb of the Sima family.

Among them, there is also a gray-haired old man wearing a Taoist robe and a relaxed temperament, holding a palm-sized wine gourd in his hand, sitting on a rattan chair, carried by the two, swaying and swaying, taking a sip of wine from time to time, drunk eyes, quite a feeling of drunken life and dreaming of death.

Surrounded by mountains on three sides, one of the peaks is even more towering, and the following is facing a clear lake, there are mountains and waters, the scenery is pleasant, this is where the ancestral tomb of the Sima family is.

From hundreds of years ago to the present, the ancestors who passed away on the Sima family tree are basically buried here, and if Sima Yu dies in the future, he will also be buried here.

Huaxia attaches great importance to the ancestral tomb, believing that the feng shui of the ancestral tomb is related to the fortune of the descendants, if the fortune of the family declines, it is very likely that the ancestral tomb of the family has a problem, and the ancestors are not at peace.

Of course, these statements, in fact, there is not much basis, nowadays, many people do not even have ancestral graves, they are still mixed with the wind and water, the cemetery is popular in the city, the feng shui of each family is the same, but the fortune of the younger generations is still good, some are bad, who to reason?

This thing, to a large extent, is just a psychological comfort.

"Wait, Chief, I'll tidy up this place. Sima Yu walked up to the Taoist priest and behaved very respectfully.

The Taoist priest opened his eyes slightly, nodded at Sima Yu, and then ripped open the wine jug again, drank a small wine, and hummed an unknown song in his mouth.

Sima Yu was not surprised, took a sickle, took more than a dozen children and grandchildren, walked into the ancestral tomb, and cleaned up the weeds and fallen leaves in the forest.

Many years ago, the Sima family thought about repairing the ancestral tomb, but for fear of moving the feng shui, it has not been moved, so the ancestral tomb of the Sima family is not as grand as imagined.

After cleaning, kowtowing, incense and burning paper, after a long time, a set of rituals was completed, Sima Yu walked in front of the Taoist priest who was almost asleep, "Daoist, it's okay." ”

The Taoist priest yawned and opened his eyes slightly, "Don't look at it, there is no problem with your ancestral tomb." ”

"Huh?"

Sima Yu was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean by what Dao Leader said?"

This Taoist priest is the legendary Taoist of the Heavenly Master, a well-known powerhouse in China, not only his own strength has reached the realm of the six-grade martial arts, but also the unparalleled Heavenly Master physiognomy in one hand, but also superb, many big people have looked for him to see feng shui, and he has broken his life.

There is even a saying in the martial arts world that many major sects, and even the country to elect the next generation of successors, need to invite a pot of Taoist leaders to be present, although the legend is not known, but it can also be seen that the reputation of a pot of Taoist leaders in the martial arts world.

In order to invite a pot of Dao Chief, Sima Yu not only spent a huge amount of money, but also took almost all the century-old Wenjun Aged Wine from his distillery, and it took two meals to fill the wine jug in the hand of a Dao Chief.

With such a huge cost, Sima Yu would never be willing to let a pot of Taoist leaders be vague with such a sentence.

"There are several cases at all levels, and the articles are exhausted. There is a pool of thick ink in front, there is a pen peak pointing to the sky, there is water in the mountain, the water reflects the mountain, the pen and ink are clear, the ancestors of your house are buried in this place, contaminated with the aura of pen and ink here, the descendants must be prosperous in literature and ink, talents come out in large numbers, feng shui is not excellent, but it is also extremely rare. The pot chief said lightly.

After saying a few words, Sima Yu was numb, and he couldn't figure out whether this old Taoist priest was fooling, "A pot of Taoist chiefs, the feng shui of the old mansion in Rongcheng is no problem, and the feng shui of the ancestral tomb is no problem, but why has my Sima family had such a lot of encounters recently, and I ask the Taoist chief to solve my doubts." ”

"Sima family master, forgive the poor Tao to say a lot, no matter how good feng shui is, it can't compare to your own life, sometimes, the family road is down, not the influence of feng shui, and the inaction of children and grandchildren. The Taoist chief shook his head gently, "Relying on the feng shui of the ancestral tomb alone, it is impossible to keep the descendants prosperous, to tell the truth, you juniors, I have taken a cursory look, there are many rich and noble, there are more losers, and few can take on big things, so ah, with your time to look at feng shui, it is better to educate the juniors more, and do more good deeds to accumulate some yin virtue." ”

What he said made Sima Yu completely embarrassed, this is really too straightforward, he is a bunch of losers under his knees, can this family not be defeated? It is really ridiculous to suspect that there is a problem with the feng shui of the ancestral tomb.

"The Taoist chief Jin Yu said good words, Sima Yu remembered in his heart. Sima Yu hurriedly received the teaching, and secretly decided in his heart that he would have to take good care of the juniors in the future, over the years, he had been focusing on cultivation, and he rarely cared about the affairs of the juniors, but he also knew that these juniors in the clan, as the Dao Leader said, none of them could take on the heavy responsibility.

A pot of Dao Chang bowed slightly, picked up the wine and drank it again.

After a pause, Sima Yu said, "There is one more thing, I want to ask the Taoist chief to help." ”

"Hmm?" A pot of Dao Chang opened his eyes and looked at Sima Yu, and seemed to feel that he had sent Sima Yu away with just a few words, and he was a little embarrassed, so he waved his hand, "Say it." ”

If it wasn't a big deal, he wouldn't mind helping out.

Sima Yu told the Taoist leader about the fact that he was calculated a few days ago and his grandson Sima Qianli was killed.

The Dao Leader listened and gently twisted his beard with two fingers, "You want Poor Dao to help you find out the troublemaker?"

"Dao Chief, the person behind the curtain is very hidden, my Sima family has been investigating for a long time, there is no clue, that person uses such despicable means, he is definitely not a good person, Dao Chief, you have great powers, I believe that you will take a righteous action and kill demons. Sima Yu said.

The Daoist of a pot smiled, "Don't put a high hat on me, listen to what you say, this person knows the Heavenly Rune Sect Talisman, and he also has a little relationship with my Heavenly Master Dao, and can hurt people invisibly, I'm afraid that his strength is not low, are you sure you want to find him?

Sima Yu listened, was silent for a while, and then as if he had made up his mind, he bowed respectfully to a pot of Dao Chief, "Please Dao Chief." ”

"That's fine. ”

A pot of Dao Chang sighed, "I can't drink your wine for nothing, just help you this time, and I'll talk about it when I return to Rongcheng." ”

"Thank you, Chief. ”

Sima Yu was overjoyed, and immediately set off to return to Rongcheng, his grandson was killed in a daze, as the head of the family, he could not do nothing, no matter who was the black hand, he would also find out, otherwise, this breath would not be swallowed anyway.

Sima Yu has no doubts about the ability of this old Taoist, the Heavenly Master Dao is mysterious, as long as this old man is willing to make a move, he will definitely be able to help him find out the murderer. (To be continued......)