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Even though his father and Black Tiger comforted him many times, letting him enjoy the glory and wealth of the world first, and then making plans when he found a way to help his son restore his spiritual cultivation, it was still difficult for He Yi to be happy.

He tried hard to live a mundane life, enjoyed the pleasures of wealth, and also met many clans in the major families who did not have spiritual roots, and tried to integrate into their circle. But more than half a year has passed, and he still can't get real happiness!

What he really yearns for is still a life in which the monks are happy and revengeful, and they control the clouds. Although he knew that he was afraid that he would never be possible again in this life.

drank the glass of grape wine in front of him, and the hatred for Zhen Yinjian in his heart was one more point!

"If it weren't for that beast, how would I have gotten to where I am now?" put down his glass, looked at his hands, and his anger fell into the glory of the past again.

"Young Master, it's not good, it's not good!" Just as He was immersed in his own world, a subordinate hurriedly ran into the hall.

"Panicked, what do you look like, say, what the hell is going on?" and raised his eyebrows, and said with some unhappiness.

"This ......" Seeing the five boys present, this thin man with a full beard wanted to speak and stopped.

And He Yan quickly understood what he meant, and said to the other rich boys:

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are still some personal matters to deal with today, and I will invite you to a banquet another day, how about everyone get drunk and rest?"

"Since He Gongzi has a personal matter, then someone in the car will leave!" said a man in a green shirt.

"Thank you and Gongzi for your hospitality, I have to say that you and the singer of the family are really beautiful, next time you must call something more tender!" The fat prince of the Wang family looked at the beautiful back of the singer with a smile and said.

At the same time, the other three rich sons also thanked Zhen Yinjian one by one and left, and soon only the angry and thin people were left in the hall.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?" and he picked up a glass of wine and drank it slowly.

"Childe, I'm hurting you!" the thin man said this sentence tremblingly, which immediately caused him to exclaim:

"What? what the hell is going on, you tell me clearly!" He Yan crushed the wine glass in his hand, his fingers were bleeding, and he grabbed the shoulder of his subordinate with a cold face and asked.

"It's true, it's the news of the Punishment Division, it is said that he and the old man led his men to hunt down Lu Wu, who attacked him, and tracked down someone else's cave but also attracted other people to intervene. In a fit of rage, he sent the law enforcement monks to capture that person, who would have thought that guy's strength would be so terrifying. Not only did he defeat Grandpa He and bring twenty-one law enforcement monks, but he also killed Grandpa He in public!"

Speaking of this, the short man with a pained face lowered his head and said.

"Say, who is the person who killed the master, and what is his name?" and the anger grabbed the shoulder of the subordinate tightly, and shook it vigorously, until the subordinate was scared half to death.

"I ...... I heard that the murderer was a sin cultivator who fled back from the Northern Desolate Land, and his name was Zhen Yinjian!" The short man thought for a moment and said what he knew.

"Zhen Yinjian?" Hearing this familiar name, and his disgusted face was gloomy and terrifying, the frightened subordinate curled up in the corner and didn't dare to speak.

"Zhen Yinjian, I want you not to die well!" and roared at the sky, his voice was like the roar of a beast, which made people feel the deep hatred in it.

At the same time, in another large mansion in the core power circle of Donghua Imperial Palace, Daoist He was fishing in the courtyard for recreation. Just as he closed his eyes and recuperated, the back door of the courtyard creaked open, and several silent footsteps sounded.

"Lord!" the visitor knelt down on one knee, his voice muffled.

Daoist He opened his eyes, looked at the subordinates in front of him, and asked with a shocked face:

"Kaneki, why are you here? Today is not the day of contact, could it be that there is something wrong with the family?"

It turned out that Jin Mu, the personal guard of the Black Tiger, turned out to be He Daozhu's subordinate, and it was even an important eyeliner that he inserted into Hefu.

"He's dead to Black Tiger!" Kaneki continued to press on the wound in his chest, calmly telling the truth about the killing of Hehe.

"This is strange, Zhen Yinjian's kid actually has such strength, and he even absconded back to the sect, wanting to take revenge?"

He also had a relationship with Zhen Yinjian, and he had some impressions of this young man. Judging from the first impression, this son's talent is really good, and he has reached a level that his peers can't reach at a young age, and he can be regarded as a genius!

It's just that this person was able to kill He Black Tiger, who had a combined attack method and was protected by his subordinates, which was quite surprising to him. As far as he knew, in the case of borrowing Jin Mu's situation to participate in the combined attack array, it was enough to summon the True Monarch Law Aspect of the Seven Realms of the Dao Artistic Conception. This kind of strength is enough to crush the vast majority of the people in the sect, even he can't easily defeat such a true monarch.

"Zhen Yinjian, this kid's strength really has the sevenfold level of Dao artistic conception, aren't you mistaken?" He Dao Master asked Jin Mu. In his cognition, the kid who Zhen Yin couldn't learn about the Fa Tian Peeping Realm was able to reach the level of defeating the True Monarch Law of the Seven Realms of the Dao Artistic Conception in such a short period of time, how could this sound like a fantasy?

It had been less than a year since Zhen Yinjian's impact on the sect master last time and he was assigned to the Northern Desolate Land, and the other party had actually transformed from a cultivator who had seen the true realm of the Fa Heaven to a realm of more than seven realms of Dao artistic conception, which was almost impossible in his cognition!

You must know that in the sect, Bi Jinse, who has the fastest cultivation speed and can be called the first disciple of the younger generation, has not reached his level until now!

"Could this kid be the reincarnation of an immortal?" He Dao Master thought in his heart, the legendary reincarnation of those immortals was extremely fast, and it was almost impossible to infer it with common sense.

Of course, since ancient times, I have never heard of the transmission of the reincarnation of the immortals, only in the Middle Ages, there was such a saying.

Now Daoist He is both curious and uneasy about Zhen Yinjian's identity. What is curious is whether the other party really has a big secret on his body, whether he is really the reincarnation of the Immortal? What is uneasy is that if the other party really came to this realm as an Immortal, what kind of impact will it have on Donghua Yu.

"Lord, you are just too worried, although this person is strong, it is unlikely that he wants to innovate the pattern in Donghua Yu. Even if it is a real immortal, I am afraid that when it comes to this realm, I will not be able to exert its original strength. We just need to watch him fight with the sect master and reap the benefits!" Jin Mu said in a deep voice.

"It's a good one, it's good, it's good. Even if Zhen Yinjian is really an immortal, it is not easy to defeat the sect master. Even if he is defeated, he will not be able to maintain his original strength, and he will inevitably rely on the strength of the people in the sect. At that time, it will be my chance to go further!" Thinking of this, Daoist He Dao Master's eyes narrowed and he thought about it again.