The sun shines on the earth, dispelling the chill of autumn, located in a suburban manor, birds stand on the rockery and comb their wings, and the pond fish competing for bait do not feel the danger of the last days and swim briskly in the pool.

"Young master, please go to the hall ......"

A respectful voice sounded in the gazebo, disturbing a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old who was feeding the fish.

"What's the matter, all the major sects have arrived?" This young man is not very old, but his eyebrows have revealed a heroic aura, and the middle-aged man standing next to him seems to be inferior, and when the young man asks, he hunches his waist and does not even dare to raise his head.

"Yes, the major family sects have already arrived."

"Well, come with me."

"Yes, young master." The middle-aged man bent over and followed the young man, the young man was not the slightest unnatural, and the middle-aged man did not feel any shame, because this young man was the master of the Longqiu Pavilion, and the Longqiu Pavilion was not a martial arts sect, nor was it a family sect, although he had the best martial arts, he never interfered in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and stood detached in the martial arts.

The status of the rivers and lakes is far less respected than the holy land, but it is also highly respected by the ancient warriors, there are many reasons, the most important points, this Longqiu Pavilion itself is very powerful, the top ten innate martial artists in the pavilion are in charge, and the strength is no less than any ancient martial arts sect, and even, in terms of secular financial resources, far more than any sect family, this is only one of them, and the second Longqiu Pavilion will always have first-hand information about the rivers and lakes, as long as you pay a certain price, you can hear any news.

Third, every three years, Longqiu Pavilion will select the best four young warriors, which is not a false name, all the selected warriors are regarded as guests of honor by Longqiu Pavilion, and can enjoy all kinds of services related to martial arts in Longqiu Pavilion for free......

Fourth, Longqiu Pavilion acts as an agent for the transactions of major families, and every year, there are grand auctions......

If nothing else, let's just talk about this middle-aged man. As the head of Longqiu Pavilion, his wealth before the end of the world was enough for 20 million people to not worry about food and clothing within ten years, although his wealth was in vain at this moment, he was still humble and respectful to the lord of Longqiu Young Pavilion, of course, it was not to ask for help, let alone to be coerced by anything. It's a happy and sincere convincing, this young man. The end of the world has not yet broken out, so he used a lot of money to buy an island to build a place of refuge, and at this moment, there are at least 200,000 survivors living in the place of refuge......

Following the young man's footsteps, the two soon made their way through the long corridor to the heart of the manor. The wide flat ground has long been full of people, strong people, strong people, middle-aged men raise their eyes and glance at it casually, they can see martial arts celebrities in the open space, such as the master of the Heavenly Sword Gate, Long Xiao Jianguang Hantao. Look at it again, the master who has been famous for a long time, the world lacks two brothers, what dragon and tiger Taoist priests, what soul-breaking and life-threatening......

Masters, too many to count. These people pulled out at random, they were all highly respected masters, but they could only stand outside the hall now, because compared to the people in the hall, they were not qualified.

Then he followed the boy into the hall. When he raised his eyes, he saw a charming uncle with an extraordinary temperament, the middle-aged man knew that this person was the current patriarch of the Mu family, Mu Jianhua, and in a blink of an eye, the sloppy old Taoist priest sitting on the chair drinking tea, the middle-aged man couldn't help but secretly exclaim, the head of Zhenwu, Heyunzi.

In addition, looking around this hall, the patriarch of the Zhao family, Zhao Bi who broke the sky with the dragon spear, the owner of Yuntai Villa, Xue Bicheng who broke the sword and killed the demon, the authentic Zen sect, the monk without rings, the sword broke the sky, Li Muyun and so on, each of the dozens of people in the hall was a big man who was about to tremble when he stomped his feet in the martial arts.

It's just that the hall is very quiet at this moment, because, sitting in the first place, an old man with a childish face, like a heavenly man, sitting there seems to be a thousand years, this person, the middle-aged man held his breath and condensed, because he was the seventh elder of the Ji family, Ji Changtian.

The middle-aged man didn't expect that here, he actually saw an idol, this person, who was ninety-seven years old, had participated in the battle of heaven with the martial arts myth Xiao Yiyi, and then, with the help of the holy martial guardians, destroyed a number of forces watching Shenzhou in one fell swoop, so that the strong enemy did not dare to set foot in Shenzhou for decades, this old man is a living monument.

The middle-aged man couldn't imagine that this Ji Changtian would actually appear here, if it wasn't for the etiquette, he couldn't wait to rush up and ask for an autograph.

"Ahem, thanks to you for looking down on Longqiu Pavilion, gather here to discuss martial arts matters, if Long is not well entertained, please forgive me."

A dry cough came out, and everyone's eyes were attracted by a middle-aged man, this person, with an ordinary face, is not as handsome as the owner of Yuntai Zhuang, and his temperament is not as good as Mu Jianhua, but no one here dares to underestimate this person, because this person is the master of this Longqiu Pavilion, Longwei Seven.

Wei Qi, if you don't know the people of Longqiu Pavilion, you will be puzzled by such a strange name, but as long as you know the names of the previous pavilion masters of Longqiu Pavilion, it is not surprising, Wei Qi, on behalf of this person is the fifty-seventh pavilion master of Longqiu Pavilion, and the young pavilion master standing next to Longwei Seven is named Longwei Eight......

At this moment, this Long Weiqi glanced at Ji Changtian, who closed his eyes and recuperated, and saw that he had no intention of speaking, so he couldn't help but sweep everyone in the hall and said, "I think you all know what happened recently, the Qi family, colluded with the Demon Dao Martial Artists to kill the elite disciples of various sects in the Holy Martial Land." ”

"The Qi family openly opposes my Dao, and it is extremely hateful......

"Kill, kill the Qi family, and seek justice for the disciples who died tragically."

"What? The Qi family is so frustrated! ”

As soon as Long Weiqi said this, suddenly, the crowd outside the hall was in chaos, and the major masters were talking nonsense, some of them were angry on their faces, some were heartbroken, some were busy, and some were eager to kill the Qi family immediately, but everyone knew that this was just lip service......

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet, now it's just a rumor, there is no conclusive ......evidence," outside the hall, a martial artist said with internal force.

Before this person's voice fell, a loud shout came from afar, "If you want to slander our Qi family, I'm afraid, it's not that simple!" ”

With these words, an old man suddenly fell from the sky, this person, although his face was full of wrinkles, but his waist was straight, and he couldn't help it, everyone in the field distanced himself from him, but they all stared at this old man viciously, because this person was not an outsider, it was the great elder of the Qi family......

"Even if my Qi family ancestral hall is broken, it will definitely break the rumor's corpse into pieces!"

This Qi family elder had a killing intent, and said this coldly, but this killing intent could not threaten the people in the hall, Ji Changtian, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes and said: "Evidence, this, this is the evidence you want......" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )