Chapter 582: The Golden Oracle

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The eight guards forcibly suppressed the absurd thought of kneeling down and worshiping the young man in white.

The other party called the head of the family by his name, and his tone was arrogant and rude.

As the guards of the gates, they don't want to give up their lives. Nor can we remain indifferent and fall into the majesty of the San'in Qing family.

The eight people signaled to each other and shouted in unison.

The voices of the eight high-level body refining martial artists condensed into a huge wave and exploded violently.

On weekdays, this wave of sound will also be like thunder rolling, and the momentum is extraordinary.

But now the voices of the eight people shouted and reprimanded, and the aftermath of the young man in white was slightly touched. When it landed, it was like a snowflake meeting fire, melting in an instant, leaving no trace.

But in the next moment, I heard another voice sound from within the Qing Mansion: "I don't know where the master came to Qing's house, Qing Xiaofeng missed the distance, and I hope to forgive my sins." ”

The voice was deep and powerful, and it instantly collided with the aftermath of the words of the young man in white.

The voice of the young man in white is subtle and majestic, but it is the end of the crossbow after all.

This time, after holding on to the voices coming from within the Qing Mansion for a moment, they both disappeared.

Inside and outside the house gate, there was silence for a while.

After a few breaths, the door of Qingfu Mansion opened violently. I saw a middle-aged man in a purple robe leading the crowd out, it was Qing Xiaofeng, the head of the Shanyin Qing family.

"Little doll, were you yelling just now? The name of the head of my Qing family, how can you, a little child, shout at will? ”

Behind Qing Xiaofeng, a high-level Qing family disciple slammed the long stick with the thickness of the bowl in his hand on the ground, and shouted at the white-clothed young man.

Qing Xiaofeng frowned slightly, but did not stop the Qing family disciple's reprimand.

No matter how advanced the cultivation of the young man in white is, if he comes to help the Li family, he is the enemy of life and death. Even if the Qing family shows weakness and curry favor at this moment, it is useless to think about it.

In fact, Qing Xiaofeng was shocked when he heard the sound outside in the mansion just now.

understood that the reason why the Li family dared to come directly to the door this time was that they had invited an unfathomable martial arts powerhouse, and they were only afraid that they were far from their enemies.

Fortunately, before Qing Ji left, he left behind the treasure of the Qing family's Zhen clan, the "Spirit Transformation Divine Knife". As long as the other party is not a great power in the God Refining Realm, everything is okay.

If at this moment, it is really the power of the God Refining Realm, regardless of face, and comes in person.

That shows that the Qing family's anger is exhausted, and even if he wants to ask for help in Beishan Mansion, he is still far away.

Fortunately, Aiko Qingji is traveling. As long as he is safe and sound, he will definitely be famous all over the world in the future, and rebuilding the Sanyin Qing family is just a matter of effort.

Qing Xiaofeng had no worries in his heart, so he naturally regarded death as his home and was fearless.

It's just that after seeing the young man in white, the other party's appearance and faintly emanating aura and majesty still surprised and shocked him.

Qing Xiaofeng's cultivation and experience are far from being comparable to the eight guards in front of the mansion.

Although in this life, the strongest person he had seen with his own eyes was the pair of young men and women from the Qing clan.

As for what kind of majestic momentum the legendary God Refining Realm power had, he couldn't imagine it at all.

But when he saw the white-clothed young man for the first time, Qing Xiaofeng suddenly realized that the soul power accumulated by the sea of souls and years of penance in the "Divine Light Most Victorious Sutra" was operating on its own uncontrollably.

With this operation, Qing Xiaofeng immediately vaguely felt that the white-clothed young man was surging with a terrifying power that was more refined and pure than his soul power, and more intangible and qualitative.

Refining God Realm!

In an instant, Qing Xiaofeng's heart was bright.

It's called being afraid of something.

He has the Spirit Transformation Divine Sword in his hand, and he can fight in the realm of refining gods.

Unexpectedly, the young man in white looked so small, and it turned out to be a God Refining Realm powerhouse that he could hardly match no matter what.

"Huh? Qi refining is low, and there is actually such a strong soul power? ”

What kind of character is the young man in white, as soon as Qing Xiaofeng's soul power is running, he immediately has an insight.

"He is worthy of being the father of the young lord of Chiyin. This kind of outstanding endowment of soul is extremely rare in my Qing clan.

It's a pity that he lives in Shanyin, but his talent is buried in vain. It's a pity ......."

The young man in white sighed secretly in his heart.

With his cultivation realm, he only thought that the low-level martial artists of the Qingxiao Wind Refining Realm could have the power of the soul, but it was because of his own soul endowment that he was an abnormal person.

The young man in white didn't know that the reason why Qing Xiaofeng had the soul power comparable to that of a powerhouse at the peak of qi refining was entirely due to the cultivation of a book called "The Most Victorious Sutra of Divine Light".

The cultivation of the soul from the body refining realm has never been seen in the Qing clan.

At the beginning, the ancestor of the Sanyin Qing family, it was in order to hide this scripture privately, that he did not hesitate to break away from the clan and set up another Sanyin family.

This secret that happened to the ordinary children of the clan hundreds of years ago was really something that the young man in white could not have guessed no matter what.

"Bajun. Now that the head of the Qing family has appeared, you can read it out now. ”

The young man in white nodded to the bearded man next to him.

The bearded man grinned and reached out to unfold a golden scroll. Then he shouted solemnly: "The head of the Qing family, Qing Xiaofeng, listen!" ”

"Listen?"

Qing Xiaofeng had not yet recovered from the horror and despair of the white-clothed young man as a god refining power, and when he heard the bearded man's shout, he couldn't help but be startled again.

Immediately, Qing Xiaofeng's eyes widened, staring directly at the golden scroll in the bearded man's hand.

"This, could this be the legendary supreme golden oracle of my Qing clan?"

As the current head of the Qing family, as soon as Qing Xiaofeng saw the golden scroll, he immediately recalled some of the information he had learned when he took over the position of head of the family from the previous generation.

Not only the Shanyin Qing family, but also the entire Void Continent has countless families that are blood-related to the Qing clan.

No matter how long these families have been away from the main sect, whether the main sect still remembers them or not.

However, when all the Qing families divide the family, when inheriting the position of the head of the family, they must let the next generation of family heads know the most basic and vital information about the main sect, and this golden oracle is one of them.

"Qing Xiaofeng, you haven't forgotten your roots. Not bad, not bad. The scroll of gold in the hands of this seat is the supreme golden oracle of my Qing clan. ”

The bearded man held a golden scroll in his hand, his air was magnificent, and his majesty was incomparable. But when he looked at Qing Xiaofeng, there was a slight hint of kindness in his eyes.

If it weren't for Qing Ji's reason, how could a junior like Qing Xiaofeng, who was not much stronger than an ant, be able to enter his eyes, and how could he be able to answer.

"Qing Xiaofeng listens!"

The bearded man vibrated the golden scroll and shouted again:

"Qing Ji, a young son of the Sanyin family of the Qing clan, has a high talent in martial arts and excellent virtue.

On the day of returning to the clan, he had been canonized as the young master of the Chiyin lineage, and his status was the same as that of the young master of my Qing clan.

The Qing family of Shanyin, because of the teaching of the children, was specially promoted to the superior family, and gave the first ancestor a handwritten plaque.

From then on, the head of the San'in Kei family could visit the clan once a year.

The young children of the Sanyin Qing family can select three people with particularly outstanding cultivation talents every year. Follow the head of the family to meet and enjoy the martial arts resources of the clan.

In addition, from the time when the golden oracle of the Qing clan was read, the Qing family in Sanyin was located within a radius of three hundred miles.

All martial arts forces, regardless of sect gangs, must take refuge in the San'in Keijia and become their vassal forces.

If you don't want to, you can leave within three days. If there are still disobedient and stranded after three days, they will despise my Qing clan.

The strong man of my Qing Clan's Law Enforcement Hall will definitely descend on Sanyin, and then all the disobedient forces will be eradicated, and they will be wiped out, and there will be no chickens and dogs! ”

Thundered...... Thundered......

The bearded man's voice is not as transverse as the young man in white, across the void, and the heavens and the earth are crisscrossed.

But it was also thunderous and majestic, spreading to every corner of the territory of Sanyin for hundreds of miles.

At this moment, the territory of San'in is not to mention people. It is the reptile on the ground, the beast in the mountains, and the birds in the sky.

All living beings, as long as their ears are not lost, can hear every word of the golden oracle read by this bearded man.