Zhu Danyang suddenly mentioned the issue of cultivation qualifications, and Danxian's originally happy expression suddenly became gloomy, and after introducing his own situation, his expression became more and more gloomy.

"How old is Sister Danxian this year, if it weren't for her particularly old age, there shouldn't be any big problem. Seeing Danxian's melancholy look, Zhu Danyang asked with concern.

"Although Danxian is not a cultivator, he also knows that the best age to practice is eight or nine years old, and my sister is just sixteen years old this year, so she is too much older, so my brother doesn't have to worry about my sister anymore. Danxian politely declined Zhu Danyang.

"Sister Danxian doesn't know, there are only things in the cultivation world that you can't think of, there is nothing that can't be done, now, a alchemy master has been born in the Xuantian Continent, as long as you find this alchemy master, cultivation is not a problem. Zhu Danyang mentioned Wang Jue.

"That's it, Sister Danxian, the last thing the royal family lacks is a treasure, as long as it is taken out enough to impress this master's treasure, the elixir is definitely not a problem, father, what do you say?"

As soon as Zhu Danyang finished speaking, Zhu Danhong immediately added a few more words, and then turned his face to look at Zhu Soul Yong, who was looking at Zhu Soulyong, who was looking at him with dull eyes.

"Oh, yes, yes, as long as Dan Immortal wants to cultivate and has the qualifications to cultivate, nothing else is a problem. ”

Hearing Zhu Danhong call him, Zhu Xunyong hurriedly turned his face to look at the two brothers and sisters, and after being a little stunned, he nodded again and again in agreement.

The Palace of Nourishing Heart is magnificent, covering an area of hundreds of zhang, and after a loud bang, it has become a ruin, and the smoke and dust in the sky have covered half of the palace, and the family has been chatting for so long, and the smoke and dust have not all dispersed.

Through the overwhelming smoke and dust, he could vaguely see the collapsed Heart Nourishing Palace, thinking that more than a hundred and ten concubines were buried in an instant, Zhu Xunyong sighed secretly in his heart.

"Oh, Zhu Soul Yong, you are really fateful, I can't kill you when the Heart Cultivation Hall falls, and I have to spend two times. ”

As soon as Zhu Soulyong's words fell, a hundred feet in the sky, a sound of surprise came from the smoke and dust, and following the sound, a figure stepped out of the smoke and dust.

Behind this figure, another person stepped out of the smoke and dust, this person's face was pale, white without a trace of blood, and he saw a ghost in broad daylight.

The face of the man who made the sound of surprise was also very white, but not the kind of white that had no blood, but like a piece of white jade, and when he walked out of the smoke and dust, he carried his left hand behind him, and in his right hand he held a folding fan.

Just looking at this person's dress, he is a little similar to Feng Feitian, the difference is that the folding fan in his hand, the folding fan in Feng Feitian's hand is a real folding fan, but the folding fan in this person's hand is a magic weapon.

The ghost-like man held a white stick in his hand, this stick was so special, one end of his hand was very thin, and the other end was very thick, and it looked like a mourning stick.

It turned out that when Wang Jue came to the sky above Jicheng Street, these two people were mixed in the crowd.

The person dressed as a general that Wang Jue killed with the Variety Dragon Scroll was the junior brother of these two people, and the two of them mixed in the crowd, originally to prevent accidents.

But what they didn't expect was that as soon as Wang Jue appeared, he unleashed a tornado, and before the two of them could help their junior brother, their junior brother had already died in Huangquan.

Seeing Wang Jue's drastic methods, the two of them had the heart to rush over to avenge their junior brother, but after thinking of the horror of the Variety Tornado, they immediately dispelled this idea, to put it bluntly, they just have the heart but not the courage.

"Brother Chang, our task has not been completed, if we return to the sect like this, the master will definitely blame us, especially when we see that the junior brother died and did not go to save us, the master will definitely punish us severely if he knows it." ”

Before the crowd had dispersed, the cultivator with a folding fan in his hand said to the man who looked like a hanged ghost.

"Brother Changlai, things are already like this, we can only find something to do by ourselves, I think it's better than this, we are going to kill Zhu Soulyong, according to the plan, after the master's father usurped the throne, he will also kill him. The hanged man gave his opinion.

But it turned out that these two people were brothers, and the eldest was the young man with a folding fan in his hand, whose big name was Chang Lai, and he had a loud nickname in the Silver Sword Sect, called White-faced Scholar, who cultivated at the third level of the Xuan Realm.

The young man who held the mourning stick in his hand and looked like a ghost was called Chang Zai, the second layer of cultivation in Huaxuan Realm, and people gave him the nickname of Hanging Ghost, and the nickname was very appropriate to his appearance.

The person who died was the junior brother of the two brothers, the first level of cultivation in Hua Xuan Realm, and the three senior brothers were all Liu Wanshou's eldest son, that is, Liu Yunlong's disciples.

Liu Yunlong was not the only one with these three apprentices, the three of them were the last, and there were seven senior brothers before them.

Among all the disciples of Liu Yunlong, some of them have reached the Yuanhai Realm, but Liu Yunlong did not send them over, among the three sects of the Great Yan Kingdom, there are very few cultivators in the Yuanhai Realm.

What's more, Huayun Sect is still friendly with himself, and if the sect ranked first in the Great Yan Kingdom does not make a move, the Daegu Sect and the Linhai Sect can be ignored directly.

Although he did not send his own Yuanhai Realm disciples, for the sake of insurance, Liu Yunlong still sent a top master of the Silver Sword Sect, that is, the person who asked the three elders to cut off the root of his life with a pair of scissors.

"We can't make decisions without permission, although Zhu Soul Yong is just a mortal, but he is the emperor of the Great Yan Kingdom, the impact of killing him is too great, in my opinion, we might as well go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see the second elder now, and everything is up to him to decide." ”

On the Xuantian Continent, cultivators can't kill mortals at will, unless the two sides have a grudge against each other, but this possibility is extremely low, unless the mortal family of the cultivator has an enmity with another mortal, and the Silver Sword Sect obviously does not belong to this situation.

While the two brothers were discussing, the crowd of onlookers dispersed, so the two ran to the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion along the flow of people.

The two didn't dare to fly in from the air, and just when they were about to raise their legs and step up the steps, in the high air in the depths of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there was a fierce sound of fighting, and the two brothers raised their eyes and suddenly showed a frightened look on their faces.

"It's a big pair of scissors, it's so fucking scary. ”

When Chang Lai and Chang Zai looked up, the third elder just took out the super-large scissors, and the moment he saw this scissors, Chang Zai couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"It's over, the second elder's lifeline has been cut off, I just married the hundredth aunt some time ago, that little appearance like a flower and jade, it's a pity, I will be a widow forever. ”

When he was exclaiming, he happened to see the third elder cut off the other party's lifeline with a pair of scissors, and the first thing the hanged ghost thought of was not to feel sorry for the second elder, but to the other party's little wife.

"You say something serious, is it okay? The second elder is not that person's opponent, he has retreated in the direction of the sect, and he still wants to find the second elder to get an idea! It seems that there is no hope at all. After listening to Chang Zai's words, Chang Lai immediately reprimanded.

"The second elder is gone, we will do it ourselves, and we will not kill Zhu Soul Yong like the old man in World War II. The hanged man often said absentmindedly.

"I also want to kill Zhu Soul Yong, it's all caused by this Zhu Dusk Soul, if he honestly gives up the throne, we won't run all the way from the Silver Sword Sect to Jicheng. Chang looked at the direction of the second elder's escape and said angrily.

In real life, many people think like they often do, clearly because they are doing something wrong, but they want to blindly shift the responsibility to the other party.

"Big brother thinks the same as me, except that we can't just go into the palace, we have to wait until that person leaves. The person who is always in his mouth refers to Wang Jue.

"You and I think about this, that person is so terrifying, just that tornado can tear us to pieces. ”

Chang Lai mentioned the Variety Tornado, and involuntarily looked up at Wang Jue in the air again, and the moment he saw Wang Jue, his body suddenly trembled, he had not fought with Wang Jue, and Chang Lai was already afraid of three points in his heart.

"I'm curious, where did this person come from, there are eight sects in the Great Yan Kingdom and the Yue Kingdom combined, all those who are about the same age, or close to each other, know each other, which crack in the stone did he jump from?"

At this time, Wang Jue and the three elders had not left, Wang Jue was joking with the big scissors of the three elders, and he was often looking up at the strange Wang Jue, and he was puzzled.

"I look a little familiar with him, I should have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while. Chang Lai also looked up at Wang Jue, and his mouth seemed to be whispering to himself.

Chang Lai really didn't say nonsense, he did see Wang Jue, but not the person he saw, but Wang Jue's portrait,

When the Flying Immortal Sect celebrated, the Silver Sword Sect also had elders sent to Flying Immortal Island, and after the celebration, several elders drew a portrait of Wang Jue according to their memories.

Moreover, not to have painted a portrait, many people admired his alchemy, and invisibly became his fans, and hung it in his cave after copying.

"Big brother is saying that he looks a little familiar? Isn't it? We have been together all this time! How can the eldest brother look at him a little familiar?" After hearing Chang Lai's words, Chang Zai was puzzled.

"It's true, I didn't tell you nonsense, the first time I saw him, I always felt that I had seen it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it for a while. Chang Lai said to Chang Zheng seriously.

"And this kind of thing, big brother, think about it again, if you can remember who this person is, it's the best, we have to think of a way, it varies from person to person, maybe we can find out his flaws, even if you can't, you can return to the sect to have an explanation." Seeing that Chang Lai was serious, Chang Zai also said seriously.

"I remember, you look at him, doesn't he look like the portrait hanging in the cave of the sect's disciples? What you just said reminded me, if you don't say that we are always together, I can't remember. Chang Lai said with a sudden realization.

"Big brother is talking about Wang Jue? No, he's my idol! Before coming here, my cave also hung a portrait of him. "I often come to remind me, and Chang Zai suddenly exclaimed in surprise.