It was the palace lord who was sitting on the ground holding the old dry rice, so who was he at the gate of the city at the beginning, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the palace master on the ground, and the old man on the ground also looked at Jiang Pingchuan.

A glimmer of light flashed in the originally cloudy eyes, and it was immediately replaced by cloudiness, Jiang Pingchuan frowned, suddenly turned around, and pinched the neck of Sifu behind him.

The knife in Sifu's hand was almost able to stab Jiang Pingchuan's throat, Sifu was pinched by Jiang Pingchuan's neck and blushed but did not speak, the sharp knife in his hand was thrown on the ground, Jiang Pingchuan looked at Sifu's trembling lips and released the hand that held Sifu.

"Puff"

Sifu covered his neck and knelt in front of Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan looked at Sifu kneeling in front of him expressionlessly, clenching his fists tightly.

At that moment just now, Sifu in front of him used an exercise that he didn't know what kind of technique to hide the dagger in his hand, and Jiang Pingchuan was almost pierced through his throat by the dagger in Sifu's hand.

"Hey, hey, don't kill him, don't kill him, hehe"

The old man sitting on the ground looked at Sifu, who was kneeling in front of Jiang Pingchuan, stretched out his hand, grabbed Jiang Pingchuan's tightly clenched fist, and gently shook the iron chain in his hand.

Jiang Pingchuan lowered his head and looked at the crazy palace master on the ground, he didn't understand whether the bad old man in front of him was really stupid now or he was pretending to be crazy and stupid and digging a pit.

"Why don't you kill him, is he good to you"

Jiang Pingchuan looked curiously at the bad old man who grabbed his hand, and completely ignored Sifu who was kneeling in front of him, the bad old man only knew that he was smiling and shaking his head and nodding quickly.

"I'll help you kill him, how about it"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the bad old man on the ground with a smile, the old man suddenly became very angry when he heard Jiang Pingchuan's words, and then his face became very distorted, and he kept nodding as if agreeing to let Jiang Pingchuan help him kill Sifu in front of him.

"Kill him, kill him, no, kill his old man and kill you, hehe, hurry, kill him for me"

The old man let go of his hand that grabbed Jiang Pingchuan and rushed towards Sifu on the ground with his teeth and claws, but his actions were restrained by the four iron chains, and there was no way to catch Sifu on the ground.

Jiang Pingchuan squatted on the ground, patted the old man's shoulder, put his index finger in front of his mouth, and shushed to signal the old man not to speak.

The old man looked stunned, looked nervous, looked at Jiang Pingchuan with dripping eyes, and followed Jiang Pingchuan's example, put his index finger in front of his mouth very laboriously, and sighed.

After Jiang Pingchuan appeased the old man, he looked at Sifu in front of him, Jiang Pingchuan patted Sifu's face and signaled Sifu to raise his head, Sifu raised his head and looked at Jiang Pingchuan who was squatting on the ground.

"Tell me, what's going on, who's that one outside?"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at Sifu, whose face had returned to normal, and he carefully felt the breath of a cultivator on Sifu's body, but everything that happened here was very strange.

"He's the palace master, the real palace master, the one outside is, that is"

"It's your dad out there, isn't it?"

Jiang Pingchuan said with a sneer, Sifu looked at Jiang Pingchuan in a daze, and immediately kowtowed to Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan held Sifu's shoulders and shook his head as he looked at Sifu's bloody forehead.

"Why"

Jiang Pingchuan didn't understand why Sifu's father wanted to imprison the palace master here, and why he transformed into the palace master's appearance, it stands to reason that Sifu's father is the old housekeeper of the palace and should not do such a thing.

But the fact is that all this has not developed according to common sense, the palace master is imprisoned here by his old butler and tortured constantly, while his housekeeper is chic and happy outside.

"My dad was a hell of a ghost. He has no intention, please don't kill him"

Sifu said very excitedly, after speaking, he knelt on his knees and crawled in front of the palace master, grabbed the palace master's hand, kept shaking and begging the palace master to forgive his father, the palace master was crazy and didn't know what to say, nodded for a while, shook his head and muttered.

"People who are evil are afraid of the sky, and people who are good are not afraid of the sky, and people who are good and people who deceive the sky do not deceive"

Jiang Pingchuan stood up and left the firewood room with a word, Sifu looked at Jiang Pingchuan's departing back, his eyes were full of sadness, and he buried his head deep in his knees, and the palace master touched Sifu's head with a smile, as if he was comforting Sifu.

Jiang Pingchuan walked towards the lobby of the palace after leaving the firewood room, standing in the lobby and scanning the entire hall, he was looking for his purple skeleton, where Jiang Pingchuan could sense that his purple skeleton was in this palace.

It was another thing that he had left to him to save his life, and he must not lose it, let alone let others get the purple skull, and draw out the heavenly thunder in it.

Jiang Pingchuan sensed that the breath of the purple skeleton suddenly disappeared without a trace for a long time, and when Jiang Pingchuan was about to take steps to leave, the breath of the purple skeleton suddenly became very rich.

Jiang Pingchuan suddenly looked back at the old man of the palace, and stood behind Jiang Pingchuan with his skeleton with a smile, and kept observing.

"Have you seen enough?"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the palace master in front of him and said in a deep voice, the purple skeleton in the hands of the palace master is no longer the original pure purple, but some faint black lingers around the skeleton, the palace master heard Jiang Pingchuan's words, raised his head and frowned and looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a smile.

"Pingchuan, the old man has to admit that you are a very peculiar person, and your whole body is full of treasures"

The palace master looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said in a strange manner, his eyes were full of greed, and the palace master in front of him was already dazzled by the desire in his heart.

"Needless to say, let's not settle our accounts?"

Jiang Pingchuan flipped over the eight dao crystals in his body with both hands, and the eight dao crystals in his body swirled rapidly in his body, and the aura around Jiang Pingchuan's body instantly became very huge.

When his strength continued to show, Jiang Pingchuan could clearly feel that there was a huge force faintly suppressing himself in the sky above his head, and he could not break through its prohibition with his own strength.

Jiang Pingchuan slowly breathed a sigh of relief and controlled his strength at the peak of the early stage of foundation building, which was the highest strength in the Changfeng Continent, and Jiang Pingchuan was able to steadily raise his strength to the peak of the early stage of foundation building when the eighth Dao crystal was re-manifested.

It's just that he knows that he is still cultivating the Qi Realm, perhaps it should be said that he is the strength of the eighth layer of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and this strength is already able to compete with the normal cultivators at the peak of the early stage of the Foundation Building Realm.

Even in addition to the exercises he can now practice in the "Ten Thousand Laws", Jiang Pingchuan is not inferior at all in the battle against cultivators of the same level.

The palace master raised his hand to resist the breath on Jiang Pingchuan's body, this breath was too violent, if the palace master did not resist, he would probably be injured by the breath on Jiang Pingchuan's body.

The palace lord snorted coldly, looked at Jiang Pingchuan, who was in a state of full blood, and waved his big hand, and a scene appeared behind the palace master, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the flickering scene on the light curtain, stopped the movements in his hand, and stopped his exercises at the same time, standing in place, looking at everything in the light curtain.

The fox in the light curtain was tied to the pillar and kept whipping, her face was pale and became very distorted, and there were two stone pillars beside the fox Meier.

Tied to it is Lan Dao and a woman Jiang Pingchuan doesn't know, all three of them have injuries of varying degrees, Jiang Pingchuan clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth and looked at the palace master with a smug smile on his face.

"How do you want to"

Jiang Pingchuan's eyes turned into silver and stared at the palace master, there was a faint water pattern lingering around the silver robe all over his body, which was the defensive shield of the silver robe, the palace master looked at Jiang Pingchuan in front of him and shook his head with a smile.

"I don't want to do anything, as long as you are willing to give me your soul, I will let them go, how about it?"

The old man looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a smile, he now holds Jiang Pingchuan's weakness in his hands, and he is not afraid that Jiang Pingchuan will not be obedient.

"You want me to be your puppet? Do you know who Lan Dao is, if you move him, you don't want to leave the Changfeng Continent"

Jiang Pingchuan stared at the light curtain behind the palace master, Lan Dao in the light curtain was cursing constantly, his face was very distorted, and Hu Mei'er was one of the three people who were slandered, and he was already dying.

Jiang Pingchuan kept thinking about it in his heart, and the soul chapter of "Ten Thousand Laws" flashed in his mind, and he needed a technique that could control his soul to save his life.

Otherwise, even if he became the puppet of the palace lord in front of him today, the three palace masters in the light curtain would not necessarily keep their promise and let them go.

"What about the prince, there are more people who want him to die, and if you kill him, you will have a petition to vote, I'm afraid that there are many people who want to win me over"

Master Gong smiled very proudly, and Jiang Pingchuan had three golden characters in his mind, "Futu Decision", which was the only exercise that Jiang Pingchuan could cultivate with the strength of the peak of the early stage of the foundation building realm in "Ten Thousand Laws".

Jiang Pingchuan closed his eyes and felt "Futu Decision", and slowly, his soul wandered a little.

Master Gong didn't understand what Jiang Pingchuan was doing, but he was not in a hurry, he knew that Jiang Pingchuan would definitely agree to his request.