"Don't be rude!" Long Aotian stopped Wen Baichuan, "I don't know who this fellow Daoist is, who is from the Ding family, can you tell me?"

The man looked disdainful and mocked: "Hmph, the old man also dares to be commensurate with this king as a Taoist friend." ”

Seeing that Bai Yunshang and Wen Baichuan beside Long Aotian were glaring angrily at him, he said proudly: "This king is the head of the Ding family, Ding Qingshan, worships the eldest brother, Niu Jincheng 'Badao' Wang Kun, the people of the Ding family see this king, who is not respectful and shouts at the seniors, you old man does not understand the rules of martial arts so much, and dare to call this king Daoyou." ”

"If the three of you don't go down again, don't blame the ruthlessness of the sword in the hands of this king. After that, I saw a three-foot inscription long knife with a faint cold light in his hand.

Hearing this, Long Aotian turned his head to look at Wen Baichuan, with an indifferent expression: "Capture him to see me within half a pillar of incense." After speaking, he flew in the direction of Ding's house without looking back.

Bai Yunshang glanced at Wang Kun, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he gently patted Wen Baichuan on the shoulder and turned to follow Long Aotian.

"Bold!"

Wang Kun saw that the two of them regarded him as nothing, and immediately shouted violently, and chased after the two with a knife. Seeing this, Wen Baichuan left an afterimage in place, flashing in front of Wang Kun to block his way.

"Look for death!"

Wang Kun's face was hideous, and the big knife in his hand burst out with a dazzling golden light, and he slashed towards Wen Baichuan with the sound of breaking wind.

Wen Baichuan didn't dodge, and snorted coldly and blasted towards Wang Kun with his Tiangang fist.

"Ding!"

The big knife in Wang Kun's hand slashed at Wen Baichuan's huge fist, making a crisp metal clashing sound, and his body was shocked to follow the ripples of the vitality and retreated more than ten meters in midair.

Seeing Wen Baichuan standing motionless in the air and ignoring himself, Wang Kun chuckled in his heart, glared and exclaimed: "You are also a martial king realm!"

Wen Baichuan didn't answer, got up with his fists and went straight to Wang Kun. Seeing this, Wang Kun raised his knife again. A fierce battle between the two began.

The people of the city were attracted by the battle between the two, and looked up at the sky from time to time to let out exclamations. Ding Zi, a member of the Ding family, is also among them.

In a trance, he felt that Wen Baichuan's figure was a little familiar, and Ding Zi suddenly felt bad after thinking about it, and turned his head to the person next to him and said, "This person must have come to trouble my Ding family, go back to the house quickly and inform the eldest brother to get ready." ”

"Boom!"

As soon as Ding Zi's words fell, he saw Wang Kun being kicked in the abdomen by Wen Baichuan, and his body smashed to the ground with a loud noise.

Wen Baichuan walked in front of Wang Kun, looked at Wang Kun who was holding his stomach with a frightened face, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and said lightly: "You are far worse than Ding Qingshan." ”

With that, he lifted Wang Kun with one hand and threw him into the air, leaving an afterimage on his body in place, attacking Wang Kun's body violently. The afterimage of the Chinese Baichuan in mid-air appeared more than a dozen times within three breaths, and a series of miserable screams came from Wang Kun's mouth, and the audience felt chills in their hearts.

Wen Baichuan twisted Wang Kun, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move with blood spurting from his mouth and nose, clamped it around his waist, and flew straight to Ding's house.

Ding Zi looked at Wen Baichuan's distant figure with an anxious face: "I say you are an immortal, this Wang Kun is usually angry, how can he only hold on for a moment in front of Wen Baichuan? ”

......

At this time, Long Aotian and Bai Yunshang had already come to the Ding family's mansion and sat down, and in front of the two of them knelt a group of frightened members of the Ding family.

Ding Qingshan, the leader of the crowd, buried his head and turned pale, and the cold sweat of the bean size fell with his temples. The kneeling clansmen behind him trembled at this.

Long Aotian leisurely drank the tea offered by the Ding family, and sat quietly like this, which made the already tense atmosphere even more depressing.

"Bang!"

Wen Baichuan came to the Ding family's mansion and threw Wang Kun directly on the ground, clasped his fists at Long Aotian and said respectfully: "Father-in-law, people are captured, please send your father-in-law." ”

"Well, well done. Long Aotian nodded and beckoned to Wen Baichuan: "Come, sit down here." ”

"Father-in-law. ”

Long Aotian took a sip of tea and said slowly to Ding Qingshan: "Ding Qingshan, this person said that you are a sworn brother, do you know each other?"

Ding Qingshan raised his head when he heard this, and saw Wang Kun lying on the ground like a dead dog, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. tremblingly said: "Back to the seniors, this person is indeed a brother of the younger generation, I don't know what he has done?"

Long Aotian: "Just know it, go and call Ding Fugui, the old man has something to find him." ”

Ding Qingshan was shocked: "How did the predecessors know that my ancestor was alive!?"

Long Aotian: "Lao Tzu doesn't have time to talk nonsense with you, go and call him quickly." ”

Ding Qingshan's face was embarrassed: "Back to the seniors, the ancestor had sealed himself ten years ago, and until the time of the Ding family's life and death, the younger generations would never dare to break the seal." ”

"Last year's incident was indeed the fault of the younger generation, if the seniors come here to ask the younger generation, they are willing to be punished, and I beg the seniors not to wake up my ancestors. ”

"Smack!"

Long Aotian slammed the teacup in his hand to the ground, and said angrily: "But if you want the old man to put your Ding family in a situation of life and death today?"

"That's fine. ”

Long Aotian glanced at Bai Yunshang on the side, and Bai Yunshang immediately got up and came to the sky above the Ding family, and waved the long sword in his hand towards a separate courtyard of the Ding family.

As soon as the powerful sword qi of "Boom ......" came out, the courtyard was reduced to ruins in an instant.

Long Aotian's expression was indifferent: "If you don't scream, I will destroy your courtyard, and then the old boy will come out." ”

Everyone in the Ding family fell into panic when they heard this.

"Hey. Ding Qingshan shook his head helplessly: "The seniors are angry, and the juniors will go and invite the ancestors." ”

After speaking, he got up and walked out of the lobby, and Long Aotian took out a transparent bead from his arms and played with it casually, humming a little song calmly. The Ding family members kneeling in the hall were angry and afraid of Long Aotian who was acting 'arrogant and domineering' in front of him at this time.

A moment later, Bailixiu rushed over. Seeing a room of Ding family members kneeling in the hall, he smiled and said, "Yo, it's so lively!" Then he clasped his fists at Long Aotian and bowed.

Long Aotian motioned for him to sit down, then closed his eyes, and the fingers of his left hand tapped the square table table table rhythmically.

After a while, an old man in a gray robe with long eyebrows and a wrinkled face walked into the lobby quickly, and his eyelids jumped when he saw everyone kneeling on the ground. He bowed to Long Aotian and said, "Fugui has seen his predecessors. ”

Long Aotian slowly opened his eyes when he saw Ding Fugui coming, and pretended to be surprised: "Yo, Fugui is here." ”

Ding Fugui glanced at the kneeling clansmen beside him, and asked softly: "But the clansmen in the family annoyed the seniors, and the seniors ordered Qingshan to wake up the juniors?"

Long Aotian said with a smile: "You don't need to worry about the past, the old man came to you today to discuss important matters, you let them all step down." ”

Ding Fugui immediately shouted to everyone: "Go and kneel in the courtyard, no one is allowed to get up without the old man's order." ”

"Yes. ”

When everyone heard this, they all got up and walked to the courtyard outside the house, and knelt down one after another.

Ding Fugui glanced at Wang Kun, who was lying unconscious on the ground, turned his head to look at Ding Qingshan, and said in a calm tone: "Which family is this, why are you lying here?"

Ding Qingshan said respectfully: "Back to the ancestor, this person is the grandson's sworn brother, Wang Kun, the son of Wang Lingfei, the city lord of Niujin City. ”

Ding Fugui glanced at Long Aotian, saw him staring at Wang Kun with a displeased expression, and ordered Ding Qingshan: "Drag him to the courtyard, and you will also go out and kneel down together." ”

"Ancestor, I'm ......"

Ding Fugui frowned and shouted, "Don't do it yet!?"

"Yes. ”

When Ding Qingshan heard this, he immediately picked up Wang Kun and walked to the courtyard and knelt down.

Long Aotian looked at the situation in front of him and nodded subconsciously: "Rich, if your family is like you, the old man will not let you come out today." ”

Then he pinched the bead in his hand between his fingers and said to Ding Fugui: "The old man who gave you the 'Soul Fixing Bead' of the four of you back then has another one here, and the old man will give this thing to you today, so that you can continue to seal it in the coffin afterwards." ”

"Ah!" Ding Fugui immediately became extremely excited when he saw the soul bead in Long Aotian's hand, but then he knelt down on one knee and looked at Long Aotian with a panicked expression: "How can the younger generation be virtuous, it is the duty of the younger generation to share the worries of the seniors, and they will never dare to think of it." ”

Long Aotian waved his hand, walked in front of Ding Fugui and helped him up, with a hint of relief on his face: "Fugui doesn't need to be too humble, thanks to the four of you and the king's power back then, the old man and the young master escaped a catastrophe, and you deserve this thing." ”

After saying that, he put the soul bead in his hand into Ding Fugui's hand.

"The predecessors supported each other with such a heavy object, and the wealth could not be repaid, and it was the predecessors who died with all their might. Ding Fugui's right hand tightly grasped the Soul Bead, and his wrinkled eyes were full of tears.

This soul bead can seal the soul of a person who failed to impact the Holy Realm for a hundred years, which is something that only the big family in the Jinghong Continent has inherited for 10,000 years, and the people of the Canglong Continent are even more unheard of. Its value is incalculable.

Long Aotian patted Ding Fugui on the shoulder, and said softly: "Fugui is serious, the old man is looking for you today to let you work with Yun Shang, Baichuan and Baili Xiu in the future to help my young master retrieve the things left by the ancestors in the Canglong Mountain Range. ”

Ding Fugui wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, respectfully clasped his fists and knelt on one knee again: "Fugui will live up to the trust of his predecessors, and he will sacrifice himself to protect the young master. ”

Long Aotian hurriedly helped him up and said softly: "You first explain the future affairs at home, the old man will go to the city, and we will go back together in a while." ”

Ding Fugui looked at Long Aotian's back, and his heart was full of emotion. Vaguely, a majestic figure that had taken root in his heart more than ten years ago appeared in his mind.

......

At noon, Long Aotian returned to Xuanhuang Island with the four of them.

As soon as I arrived at the wooden house, I saw Feng Ran sitting cross-legged on the stone table outside the house and practicing with his eyes closed.

Long Aotian took the two masks he had bought back from the mask shop in the city and came to Feng Ran and shook them gently, his trademark lewd smile appeared on his face: "Hehe, young master, the old slave has bought the mask back." ”

Hearing this, Feng Ran slowly opened his eyes, snatched the mask from Long Aotian's hand, and his hideous little face showed a smile for the first time after waking up.