readx;? In the agate tower, Qian and Xiao Yao were holding a jade bottle, drinking a glass of flame elixir beautifully, like two intoxicated drunkards. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info It wasn't until the gourd vine stretched out the vines to their faces that they remembered the little gourd, and they were reluctant to suspend "alcoholism", and also grinded some beehives for it and sprinkled them in the jade basin.

As for the crystal skeleton, it was completely filled for the first time, and although the Wish Monkey God had repeatedly expanded the crystal skeleton, it was still grounded, and all of them were brilliant demon cores. Even if the Wish Monkey God absorbs it quickly, it will be busy for a while, and he is very satisfied, and the entire crystal skeleton seems to be filled with laughter.

This is good, Dongfang Yu, who has accumulated a lot of money recently, is clean and slippery again. There are only five top-grade star stones and less than 10,000 low-grade star stones left on the body. This is good, after eating Nangong Zhou's banquet, there is no need to go anywhere, you can only practice with peace of mind.

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In the center of Nangong Mansion, there is a mysterious white-pink wall, in the courtyard of a red tile house. Nangong Shanque, the chief elder of the Nangong family, was carefully baking a small clay pot with charcoal, and the aroma of Enlightenment Zen tea came out, making the old man's face show an intoxicating light, quiet and kind.

"I said a long time ago that Zeu'er is most like me back then, and I know what is the most cherished in the world?" the old man was obviously looking at the pot, but he was talking to someone very seriously.

Nangong Zhenlun, the contemporary head of the dignified Nangong family, stood respectfully behind the old man, and even maintained a humble "curvature". At this time, when I heard the ancestor sigh with emotion, and he praised his grandson, he couldn't help asking: "Ancestor, what is the most cherished thing in this world? "Intoxicating chapter & section small.Said in hey ~ smoke ~ grid

In the Soul Martial Continent, whether it is a sect or a family, the real master of the house must be their highest force. As for the apparent suzerain, the patriarch is nothing more than a "general manager", that is, a "supreme executive". For a behemoth like the Nangong family, only a martial saint is the "chairman", such as the saint Nangong Shanque.

Of course, there are exceptions on the mainland, and there is one type of power that is not centered on the highest force, and that is the emperor. Of course, in order to maintain this balance, the royal family will generally always have more than two saints.

"Hehe," Nangong Shanque smiled, did not use force, personally wrapped the mud pot in thick cotton cloth, poured two bowls of tea, and motioned to Nangong Zhenlun to take one bowl by himself, before saying: "Then tell me, what is the best way to preserve value in this world?"

The elder gave it, but he didn't dare to resign, Nangong Zhenlun held the tea bowl and said: "The family has always believed that the best star stone no longer has the environment for regeneration, and it is the most valuable resource on the current continent. Therefore, over the years, we have only been able to enter and not leave, and it is estimated that we have hoarded one percent of the mainland's share. ”

"Hehe," Nangong Shanque moved under his nose with the tea bowl, revealing the wisdom of the sage, and said, "Compared with real talents, what you said is nothing. The preciousness of Zeu'er lies in the fact that he has befriended three amazing genius teenagers in just half a year. With a potential genius of this level, even if the family is all burned down, they will not worry about rising again. ”

Nangong Zhenlun was startled, showing a thoughtful look, and did not answer.

"For example, as long as I don't fall, the Nangong family will be able to maintain its value. If I fall," Nangong Shanque said here and tasted the tea in the bowl, it seemed that there was some bitterness in the mellow aroma, "Can you really be surnamed Nangong when you hoard so many top-grade star stones?"

The sage continued: "Back then, your son, Tianyu almost made me desperate, not to mention him. But Zeul is different, I have never met such a good friend at his age, and he makes me very, very satisfied. Zeus is the hope of our family, and I will never allow anyone to be against him. ”

Hearing that the ancestor praised his son and grandson to the sky and the other to the mud, Nangong Zhenlun was in a very complicated mood, and it was difficult to interject.

"Although it is difficult to find the person who assassinated Zeus last time, the scope is actually not large. It is none other than those who can benefit from the death of Zeus. I've calculated, maybe forty-seven, right?" the sage finished and bowed his head to drink tea.

Nangong Zhenlun was startled again, and carefully calculated it in his heart.

How did these forty-seven people come about?

Although since the beginning of Nangong Zhenlun, Nangong Tianyu, and Nangong Zhou have been passed down for three generations, in his previous generation, there are still seven uncles and uncles. Comparatively speaking, this is a relatively close family branch. If there is a situation where the heirs of his own line are broken, the future patriarch must give priority to choosing among these seven branches.

However, the other party is very forbearing, and usually does not show any clues. Even now that he seriously thinks about it, Nangong Zhenlun still can't tell which family is thinking about the patriarch.

However, when he thought about it along this line of thought, it suddenly dawned on him that seven uncles and uncles had been passed down to the present day, and the young man under the age of twenty, that is, the person who might take over as the patriarch in the future, was exactly forty-seven.

At this time, Nangong Zhenlun knew that the ancestor had made arrangements, and quietly waited for him to uncover the mystery.

Nangong Shanque said: "Don't worry about your low seniority, you still have to celebrate your birthday." However, the scope is these forty-seven people plus Zeul and his three friends. said to the outside world that the old man is still there, and it is not appropriate to hold a birthday celebration. I lend you this pot of boiling gods, so that it can be integrated with your council hall. At that time, I will activate the Divine Soul Interference Technique, which can amplify a person's negative psychology. I hope that you will use this birthday celebration to find out the tribe that assassinated Zeus. ”

Nangong Zhenlun took the clay pot that still had tea leaves, and his mood was still a little complicated. If he succeeds in finding out the tribe that assassinated Zeus, he really can't do it. After all, that's my own uncle. Thinking of this, Nangong Zhenlun asked, "Old Ancestor, what if you still can't find the real murderer?"

"Hey!" Nangong Shanque sighed, and said a little unhappily: "The direct line of the family is also more than forty thousand, right? Is forty thousand people important? Or forty-seven people are important? Do you still need me to teach you?"

"What?" Nangong Zhenlun was dumbfounded.

He could never have imagined that if he couldn't find the real culprit, the ancestor would actually kill all the descendants of these forty-seven families, so as to declare the determination of the Elder Hall and completely cut off the ambitions of some people.

However, this is bound to kill a large number of people by mistake, and it is likely that only one of the seven tribes participated in the assassination of Ze'er, but they all had to pay the tragic end of the dynasty.

Nangong Zhenlun felt a little cold, including blood flowing through his body, and it seemed to be carrying a glacier. There are some things that he can't help but say, and he can't help asking: "Ancestor, this is too ruthless, and the seven uncles and uncles will be completely disappointed in the family." ”

An even colder word came: "I will only let you deal with the forty-seven small ones, and the seven old ones will be done by me." What's the matter? This is the mother-in-law. For the sake of future generations, the family can bear this loss, but the family must not bear the loss of the fall of Zeus. If Zhou Er was killed last time, what kind of face would you have now? In short, during your birthday tomorrow, if you can find out the real culprit, if you can't find it, I won't let Zhou Er face danger again. Everything had to be taken care of before he left home. ”