After the thirteen cultivators of the mountain were promoted, it was the first time that the speed of the bone wings was pushed to the extreme, and in the blink of an eye, they flew out for dozens of miles, leaving the group of people flying on the ground far behind.

"What kind of flying magic weapon is this, the grade is also the best grade, to say the least!" Nangong Old Ancestor relaxed his nervous mood and said with some envy.

"I picked it up casually, but who is the person who scared you like that?" The Thirteenth Rank Mountain of the Bone Wings didn't know either, and led the topic to the matter of escaping.

"I picked it up casually, why didn't I have such good luck?" Nangong Old Ancestor naturally didn't believe Shan Thirteen's words, and muttered in his heart, but Shan Thirteen's question was not easy to answer, so he thought about it for a long time and said:

"I don't know if Nangong Dao has mentioned to you that our family has a heritage of hunting and refining corpses?"

"You know a little bit about this, does it have anything to do with this?"

"Alas, that's a long story......"

Although Nangong Ancestor said it simply, Shan Thirteen finally understood everything that happened to the Nangong family. Since ancient times, the Nangong family has taken killing and refining corpses as their own responsibility, and over time, a strange tradition has been formed. In the final analysis, it was a last resort, in order to resist the refining of the corpse, the refining demon corpse was developed, but the controlling soul of the refining demon corpse was the heroic spirit of the Nangong family who died in battle.

The five Yuan Infant Stage masters of the Nangong Family are actually only three people, and the other two are demon refining corpses controlled by the Yuan Infant Soul. According to the ancestral training, refining the demon corpse is limited to combat refining the corpse, and it is to be imprisoned in the ancestral tomb for life, and the department where Nangong Dao is located is this department.

Nangong Ping and Nangong Po are the elders who are responsible for collecting the souls of the family's disciples who died in battle, and they are extremely good at catching souls, with Nangong Ancestor's current state, once they are caught, they have no chance of rebirth. What about making him vote in favor at the last family meeting?

Shan Thirteen felt helpless after hearing this, after the family has a big business, it is inevitable that the good and the bad will be uneven, and this nest is purely digging his own grave.

"Is there a demon refining corpse that is wandering outside?" Shan Thirteen remembered the demon refining corpse base that he had killed outside Wanling City, wasn't it an elder of the Nangong family who presided over it?

"It's impossible to be outcast, all the demon refining corpses are in a rated number, from collection to training, especially going out to fight, all have strict procedures. Nangong Old Ancestor patted his small chest and reassured.

"If there is a wanderer, it is definitely a force that is even more terrifying than refining corpses, but our Nangong family is bound by a soul curse, who would dare?"

Knowing that Nangong Dao and the Snow Moon Fairy were safe and sound, Shan Thirteen didn't bother to pay attention to the mess within the Nangong family, and the top priority was to take away the body of the Shiluo family.

Yuxuan Pavilion is a market run by Nangong Ancestor in Wanling City, which is not large, but it is genuine and famous.

On this day, at the door of Yuxuan Pavilion, a notice was hung out, saying that there was a master who had superb bone correction and was a guest of Yuxuan Pavilion. Whether it's a heartache, an old injury, or even a missing arm or leg, it can make people jump around.

"It's really fake, bragging, right?"

"That is, the missing arms and legs can be cured, when you are a god?"

As soon as this notice came out, it became a big joke on the streets and alleys, and the onlookers were three layers inside and three layers outside, but no one entered Yuxuan Pavilion, even if it was an old customer of Yuxuan Pavilion in the past, they also turned around and left, for fear of being recognized as a joke.

"Look at my brain, at least find a live advertisement!"

Shan 13 patted his head, the feeling is that no one believes in his own level and effect of bone healing!

"Is this old man unable to straighten his waist for a long time, and he has the pain of broken bones?" Shan Thirteen saw an old man in the crowd, and this person had serious injuries to his waist bones.

"Ah, yes, could it be that the little brother has a way?" The expression on the old man's face was a little stunned, but he still nodded.

"You are injured after the bone is not in time, resulting in bone stasis, often piercing the scalp flesh. Shan Thirteen said as he used the Ecstasy Bone Touching Technique to smooth out the old man's unbalanced bones.

"Hey, it's really good, thank you, thank you!" The old man has been hurting for decades, and he has also bought pills, but it is to no avail, he never thought that Shan Thirteen would be so troubled, and he would be completely fine.

"Cut, saying that he knows whether it is true or false, if he can't do it, he is colluding with the people. "Naturally, there was a lot of coaxing in the crowd.

"If you have the ability, you can cure Li Er's crutches at the east end of the street, count yourself in the ability!"

It took three days for Shan Thirteen to go from an ordinary man to a low-level monk before he became a master of bone healing, especially the astonishing method of amputated limb replantation, which became one of the top ten popular events in Wanling City.

"Brother, is your idea okay?" In the past three days, Nangong Old Ancestor's Yuan Infant has shrunk to only four inches, and if he continues to toss like this, he is afraid that his soul will be scattered. If it weren't for the replanting of the severed limbs of the thirteen gods of the mountain, Nangong Ancestor would not have been able to hold on for a breath.

"Don't worry, don't worry, the fish is hooked!"

Shan 13 looked outside with a smile, and a middle-aged rich fat man approached, and said with a very arrogant expression: "I, Deacon Haisandong of Linglong Pavilion, I heard that your bone healing technique is good, and our chief manager is affectionate." ”

"It's really here!" Nangong Ancestor smashed his small mouth, and his heart was filled with joy, but he still had a sad face, not knowing that Shan Thirteen captured the powerful monk Luo Jiaguo alive, and he also entered other people's territory, so he was very curious in his heart.

"It's just a little experience, it's an honor for the younger generation to be able to serve the general manager!" Shan 13 looked flattered, and Linglong Pavilion invited him, which was to give himself a big face.

"Come with me, as for what you need, there is no more than we can do in Linglong Pavilion. Haisandong was polite, but his demeanor was a look of rejection thousands of miles away.

"The villain has the ambition!" Shan Thirteen shook his head, there was a world of difference from when Luo Jiashan was in power, although the person was a little arrogant, but the basic politeness was not bad at all, and it was different if he changed people.

Walking into the Linglong Pavilion again, Shan 13 reminisced about the bits and pieces with Luo Furong, although they were deflated when they met, but the family-like warmth was endless.

"Sister Fleur, where are you?"

Shan 13 let go of his bones, and searched almost the entire Linglong Pavilion, and there was no trace of Luo Furong. However, there are three places that have been banned, and the bone feeling cannot penetrate at all, and even one place is almost tracked down by the bone feeling.

"Tell the chief manager, the osteopathic surgeon is here. "Haisan Cave brought Shan Thirteen to the original place where Luojiashan lived, and there were many songs and laughter left here in Shan Thirteen.

"Let him in!"

A majestic voice came, which made people feel like the demeanor of their predecessors, but for Shan Thirteen, it was an old fox with a dignified appearance and a knife hidden in his smile.

"The junior has seen the chief manager, I don't know what to order?"

Shan 13 pushed open the door and said in a somewhat timid tone, secretly trying his best to restrain his breath, and he was not afraid of being discovered about the new illusion.

Hmmm-

Luo Jiaguo in the room snorted coldly, and as soon as he stepped forward, he arrived in front of Shan Thirteen, and his left palm directly grabbed Shan Thirteen's head.

"Could it be that you have discovered Nangong Ancestor?"