Chang'an, east of the city, Wannian County.

Hou Kee incense shop.

Hou Shanye has retired from the position of Dali Siqing for more than eight years, and he started a carpenter shop business in the name of "my teacher Zhao Wujiang", which made him a lot of money.

Now, his heirs have opened an incense shop again.

Chang'an people love incense, up to the officials and nobles, down to the common people, almost everyone has incense sachets and other things.

Hou Shanye sat on the steps in front of the incense shop, wearing a thick coat and holding a small fire cage in his hand, to dispel the chill in all directions.

His old eyes looked at the sky, and the fluttering snowflakes made him shiver:

"Nizi, don't send any more incense that hasn't been delivered today."

A pleasant and soft female voice came from the incense shop:

"Grandpa, it's almost the New Year, and several sisters from the Gaomen Mansion are in a hurry."

Hou Shanye hammered his legs, seemed to sigh, slowly stood up, tightened the big fur on his body, and paced towards the incense shop:

"This wind and snow is too big... As for the girls in the old man's house, let them wait..."

"Grandpa!" The woman's voice was angry, and the businessman talked about integrity, isn't this the truth that Grandpa taught her, why did Grandpa say such a thing today?

Hou Shanye leaned his back, looked back at the snowflakes that were pouring in the vast world outside, and his memory seemed to be stretched extremely long, and he sighed:

"Close the shop, this snow will freeze too many people to death...

Let's go back to the back room to bake the fire, and let the second baby go to inform the carpenter's shop, and it will be closed today..."

"Okay, Grandpa."

Passing through the front yard, entering the main hall, and walking through the side door of the main hall, Hou Shanye walked towards the backyard.

The backyard of Hou Ji incense shop is full of various kinds of wood, and the wood is stacked on a hollow abutment built of blue bricks.

Hou Shanye stretched out his big hand, pulled out a piece of wood as thick and slender as a big arm, sat in the wind and snow with a smile, took out a carving knife from his arms, and carved it solemnly.

Sawdust and snowflakes flew together, and the wood was gradually carved into a human shape, and the human face was rough, but between the eyebrows, there were traces of Zhao Wujiang.

Over the years, every time he carved a wood carving in the shape of Zhao Wujiang, it was as if he could feel the supreme power, blessed on him, and made him feel like he was guided by God.

......

The greater the wind and snow between heaven and earth, the vast world and the vast world, and the great Chang'an is shrouded in the world of wind and snow.

There are few pedestrians at dusk, and the wind and snow are deep in the city.

Chang'an Zhuque Street, through the north and south, south to the imperial city, north and Mingde Gate.

Zhao Wujiang sang in the wind and snow, he had cultivated to nothing, but he had reached the end of his technique.

The system of Fuxi seal, containing the yin and yang of heaven and earth, over the years, he has been fully comprehended, and the joint efforts of thirteen ninth-order powerhouses have been attacked and defeated by the wind and snow again and again.

When the martial arts come to an end, he is a weapon in the world, striking at the enemies from the left and right.

Wendao came to the end, a little haoran, a thousand miles of fast wind, such as words and out of the law.

If you go to everything, then you are the truth, and the place where you are is your own world is your own world.

Ascending to the Ninth Order is certainly strong, especially the more than a dozen powerhouses who have ascended to the Ninth Order, but they are all forcibly promoted cultivators, and they have not reached the end of the martial arts, so naturally they will not be the opponents of Zhao Wujiang, who has fully understood the power of the Human Emperor Fuxi. ….

"The yin and yang of heaven and earth are the wind, and the clouds are scattered and the dust is snow."

Zhao Wujiang came and went in the wind and snow, and the wind and snow kept making "bang" and "bang" sounds, and the blood exploded, turning into scarlet wind and snow, just like the color of the Vermilion Bird.

Seeing the companions around him being buried in the wind and snow one after another, a monstrous fear finally rose in the heart of the old man of the Qin clan.

As for remorse, the moment they saw Zhao Wujiang, it was already deep in their hearts.

"Zhao Wujiang, it's the old man who is wrong, the old man is willing to bow down and be a minister, recognize you as the master, and the entire Qin clan will also respect your orders!" The old man of the Qin family

yelling, he didn't want to follow in the footsteps of his companions, he didn't want to turn into a blood mist.

"No."

There were two words fluttering in the wind and snow, with contempt and domineering, with unquestionable and undeniable.

The old man of the Qin clan felt colder and colder, his hands and feet stiffened, and when he heard Zhao Wujiang's answer, the last light in his eyes was extinguished, his begging expression became hideous, and he roared fiercely:

"You forced me, Zhao Wujiang!"

"No, everyone is responsible for their own choices, it's just your previous choices." Zhao Wujiang slowly emerged from the snowstorm and walked towards the old man of the Qin clan step by step.

"Hehe..." The old man of the Qin clan had an extremely hideous face:

"Zhao Wujiang, you'll regret it... Five Elements Ascending Immortal Technique, Immortals Guide the Way!"

A streamer of light shot out from the center of the Qin Clan's old man's eyebrows, but not at Zhao Wujiang, but at the sky, and then he laughed heartily:

"Zhao Wujiang, I want your bloodline, life after life, forever falling into Yama!"

The streamer passed through the wind and snow, divided into two, as if guided by the darkness, part of it shot to the west of the city, towards Chang'an Fang, and part of it went all the way to the south, I don't know where to go.

Even in Zhao Wujiang's world of wind and snow, this streamer was unimpeded, and it was not blocked by Zhao Wujiang at all.

Looking at the two directions of this streamer splitting into two and flying out, Zhao Wujiang's heart sank slightly, and the monstrous killing intent that had not appeared for a long time climbed into his heart in an instant, he shook his big hand, and the old man of the Qin clan who fell to the ground and weakened turned into a whistling wind and snow, and then condensed in his hand.

He pinched the old man's throat and said coldly, "Originally, I didn't plan to kill your people..."

"Hehehe... Zhao... Zhao Wujiang, you're still... Still not ruthless enough... I'm dead... After that, our people will not exist." The old man of the Qin clan continued to leak blood from his mouth and nose, and he smiled hard:

"You're going... Kill them all... Hehe... Will you... Your conscience... Won't let you... Uh-huh..."

Zhao Wujiang's hand slowly exerted, the old man of the Qin clan struggled, only to hear the sound of the old man of the Qin clan throat breaking, rolling blood coughed out of his mouth and nose in an instant, his eyes became more and more dilated, and then Zhao Wujiang threw it on the snow like garbage.

"You... It's not supposed to be in this world... You... You guys... These who have rebelled against me... These... Good..."The old man of the Qin clan twitched slightly in the snow, blood spilling across his cheeks.

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Chang'an Fang, Zhao Mansion.

Wang Yanning hugged Zhao Qiqi, and his sister Wang Xi were surrounding the small stove, in the carbon fire of the small furnace, there were potatoes and sweet potatoes, which were exuding an attractive aroma.

Suddenly, a streamer of light fell from the sky and shot straight at Zhao Qiqi.

Wang Xi reacted quickly, raised his hand and waved, although there was no sword in his hand, the sword qi in his hand shot towards the streamer, wanting to stop it.

The streamer was not blocked by the sword qi and continued to dive.

"Huh."

With a chirp, in the raging flames of the small furnace, a red vermilion finch flame rose upward, collided with the streamer, and the collision brought up an extremely powerful qi machine, and began to wreak havoc in the entire room.

The green jade bracelet in the hands of Wang Xi and Wang Yanning turned into a bronze light shield, protecting the three of them together, and the wind and waves passed through the room, destroying a lot of furniture, fortunately, the three of them were safe.

A little phoenix in the sky