"What about that thing?" The white-haired old man didn't care at first, but after a second look, he finally realized that the thing was not simple.

"That is my disciple's natal weapon, the measuring ruler, and now that it appears in the hands of your Maoshan disciple, do you dare to deny it?

"You say it's yours, is it really yours?"

"You can't go wrong with a ban. The red-haired old man beckoned, and the measuring ruler flew over and fell into his hand.

Then the measuring ruler emitted light up and down the body, and a unique pattern was revealed.

This is a prohibition.

At the beginning, it was a prohibition that he personally refined, and it was given to his disciples, as long as there was this prohibition there, no one other than Zhao Xincheng would need this thing. Unless the ban is opened.

"Do you deny it now?" the red-haired old man asked.

Seeing this scene, the white-haired old man couldn't deny it even if he wanted to.

It's right to ban, this can't be faked.

"You come over to me. The white-haired old man suddenly shouted, and he wanted to arrest Gong Zhengchu in the air.

Gong Zhengchu's face was pale, and he was already shocked.

He wanted to leave, but the white-haired old man grabbed him in the air, swept him like a whirlpool, and involuntarily dragged him over there.

"How did you have this on you? Where did it come from?" asked the white-haired old man.

"Uncle Shi, that thing is ...... I picked it up. Gong Zhengchu bowed.

"Hehe, picked it up, this kind of despicable excuse can also be said? Li Haochen, if you don't give me an explanation today, then your Maoshan faction will no longer exist in the world. For so many years, we have only allowed you to continue to exist in the face of your ancestors. But if your heart is crooked, then there is no need for it to exist. The red-haired old man said.

At this time, there were actually more than the three of them present, and Chen Jing was also peeking from a slightly farther away.

In fact, when he saw the tone of the white-haired old man and the red-haired old man talking, he had already judged that there was some inexplicable relationship between the two.

After hearing the red-haired old man's words just now, Chen Jing also strengthened his opinion.

'The Heavenly Domain allowed Maoshan to exist only because of the face of the Maoshan Ancestors?'

Don't...... Traitor?

You must know that Chen Jing saw a lot of things in the memory of the scene left by Ram Hongyi's predecessors.

At that time, 100,000 masters in the human realm gathered and attacked the heavenly domain.

The scale of that time was unprecedented, and it was also the human world that was fully prepared to win with one blow.

But when he was about to win, he killed a few traitors.

At that time, one of the giants in the world, the predecessor of Ram Hongyi, was attacked from behind by a man in a green robe.

The fall of the ram Hongyi made the balance of victory of the monks of the human realm collapse by a horn in an instant.

Failure, and so it was laid.

After that, none of the 100,000 troops were defeated, and all of them were killed.

Those traitors in the human realm stepped on their bones, groveling in the heavenly realm to enjoy the glory bestowed by the three-legged heaven.

'Could the ancestor of Maoshan be one of the traitors back then?' - [100% accuracy]!

When Chen Jing judged with accuracy, a strong anger suddenly appeared in his heart.

Originally...... And really a traitor!

It's no wonder that the Maoshan faction is willing to keep a low profile, with the background of a traitor, if it is high-profile, I am afraid that it will be poked in the backbone by people all over the world.

Today's Maoshan is a descendant of a traitor, so it's no wonder that he still has such a relationship with the Heavenly Domain.

It's no wonder that the white-haired old man knows how to chase the wind and swim the dragon sword.

"Where did you pick up this measuring scale?" the white-haired old man suddenly asked Gong Zhengchu solemnly.

Although he is not afraid of the Heavenly Domain, if he really offends the Heavenly Domain, the Maoshan Sect still can't afford that kind of anger.

"That's it...... It's right inside the Red Dragon Valley, and it'...... It fell out of the stone wall. "Gong Zhengchu didn't understand what was going on at all. But at this time, from the words of the two old men, I also realized some problems.

- I'm afraid that the measuring ruler I just picked up is from the wrong source.

"What else do you have to say?" the red-haired old man burst into rage, his hair fluttering like flames.

"Anyway, I have never met your disciple. The white-haired old man said.

"What is the explanation for measuring the ruler?"

"There's no explanation, I'll have to look into it before I can give you an answer. The white-haired old man said.

"Investigate, investigate,!"

As soon as the red-haired old man grabbed it with his hand, he buckled Gong Zhengchu's heavenly spirit cover and asked Gong Zhengchu: "Say, where did this measuring ruler come from?"

Gong Zhengchu was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he couldn't stop ** in his crotch.

The murderous aura of this red-haired old man was too heavy, and when his fingers clasped his heavenly spirit cover, the murderous aura pierced his brain one by one like a needle prick. Severe pain, soreness, swelling, dizziness, and various sensations came like a tidal wave.

"I ...... I really picked it up. Gong Zhengchu cried and cried and explained.

"It's not fun to bully a junior. "The white-haired old man wanted to come over and rescue Gong Zhengchu.

"If you can kill my apprentice, I won't be able to kill your Maoshan disciple?" The red-haired old man grabbed Gong Zhengchu and retreated seven steps, not allowing him to approach.

"The cause of your disciple's death hasn't been figured out yet, and you can't blame it at will, if you Zhao Chiyang mess around, don't blame me for going to Kunlun to sue you. The white-haired old man said coldly.

From his words, it can be heard that there are still people from Maoshan in the heavenly realm today. And the position should be very important, otherwise, there will be no complaints.

"You go, it's okay if I die a disciple, but not if you die a disciple? Today, I will also give you a face, 3 days, just 3 days, if you can't investigate anything, then I will kill all the Maoshan faction. But what's the matter, today's little guy, I'm going to vent his anger, do you dare to have an opinion?"

The red-haired old man shouted angrily, what he meant by this, anyway, this palace will die at the beginning of today.

The white-haired old man was also helpless: "Okay, 3 days will be 3 days, and the old man will give you an explanation when the time comes." After speaking, he glanced at Gong Zhengchu again: "Little ghost, this time you are unlucky, if you die, the old man will personally recite the scriptures for you." ”

"......" Gong Zhengchu.

Gong Zhengchu knew that Li Haochen of Maoshan was unreliable, but he didn't expect to be so unreliable, so he really didn't care about him?

What is the origin of the red-haired old man? Even Li Haochen has to let him do this?

"I ...... I am the sixth grandson of Gong Shou, and I am the sixth grandson of Gong Shou...... Li Haochen's uncle, I am the sixth grandson of Gong Shou......"

Seeing that he was going to die, he hurriedly reported himself to his family and brought out his name as Taizu.

"It doesn't matter whose sixth generation grandson you are, you give me death. ”

The red-haired old man was already furious, how could he be allowed to call out like this?

With the force of five fingers, Gong Zhengchu's head was pinched and crushed, and he died on the spot.

When the white-haired Li Haochen saw it, it was too late to stop it, and then he smiled faintly: "You also killed the sixth generation grandson of Gong Shou? ”