Xiao Zhanfei landed on the top of a peak.

As far as the eye can see, the clouds and mist are surging under your feet, and only one tip is left of each mountain peak.

After sitting down cross-legged, Xiao Zhan arranged a series of formations around him to ensure that his aura would not be noticed, and then took out his cultivation resources and began to cultivate the Ten Thousand Things.

The recipe for all things is an ancient practice with no upper limit, which emphasizes the natural echo of heaven and earth, and pursues the natural coexistence of heaven and earth.

Theoretically speaking, by cultivating the recipe of all things, one can finally reach the realm of incarnating all things and being as immortal as the natural heaven and earth.

Although it is only a theory, it can also prove the power of this exercise.

And Xiao Zhan didn't know that when he was cultivating, he had already entered the Jia family's sight as a mysterious person.

Or, from the moment he killed Jia Zhengjing, he had already had a cause and effect with the Jia family.

Jia family land.

Qin Xin came to an extremely hidden cave.

After opening the forbidden formation of the closed cave, he stepped into it and sealed the entrance of the cave as soon as possible.

In the cave, Jia Wang, who was sealed with the energy of his whole body, curled up on the cold ground, looking at Qin Xin tremblingly.

His eyes were full of anger, and he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Qin Xin, if my father knows that you are Jia Youyi's maid by his side, you will definitely die without a place to be buried!"

Qin Xin chuckled:

"Do you think I'm going to blame Jia Baoshan stupidly?"

"All we want is that your father gives up fighting for the position of patriarch, and it doesn't matter who captured you."

As he spoke, he sat down cross-legged beside him, closed his eyes and spoke slowly:

"Your father is still waiting to negotiate the conditions, but unfortunately, no one has come to him to negotiate the conditions."

"When the time comes, I'll take one of your arms back and see if your son is important, or if the position of the patriarch is important."

Jia Wang narrowed his eyes, and the fear in his heart could no longer be hidden:

"What Jia Youyi promised you, my father can give it to you!"

"If you let me go, I promise that my father will not embarrass you, and when my father becomes the patriarch, your identity and status will be promoted!"

Qin Xin didn't have any expression on his face:

"Do you really think that I will be loyal to any one of your Jia family?"

"Jia Baoshan and your father Jia Bing are not good things, and Jia Youyi is not a good thing."

When Qin Xin said this, there was resentment in his voice that could not be concealed.

He was not a member of the Jia family, and it was many years ago when Jia Youyi was traveling outside that he followed Jia Youyi.

Unexpectedly, Jia Youyi never treated him sincerely, but controlled him with poison, so that he had to obey Jia Youyi's orders.

At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded in the passage.

Qin Xin stood up suddenly, and a long pitch-black stick glowing with cold light appeared in his hand.

In the next moment, a man shrouded in black robes walked out of the passage.

His face was hidden under the black mask, and his eyes without the slightest emotion first glanced at Jia Wang, who was curled up in the corner, and then fell on Qin Xin.

He didn't say half a word of nonsense, and his figure flashed, and he moved in front of Qin Xin.

Qin Xin couldn't react at all, his pupils shrank sharply, and he was already choked by this person's neck.

He was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy when he heard a click.

Qin Xin's neck was directly screwed off.

The black-robed man didn't even look at it, and turned to look at Jia Wang.

Jia Wang's face was overjoyed, and he got up and hurriedly asked:

"My father sent you to save me, didn't he?"

The black-robed man didn't answer, and immediately left with Jia Wang.

Moments later, another black-robed man appeared in the cave.

Seeing Qin Xin's corpse on the ground, the black-robed man looked at him and immediately sent a message to Jia Bing:

"My lord, someone killed Qin Xin first and took away the son."

Jia Bing's yard.

He jerked to his feet, his eyes fierce.

In the next moment, a black shadow flew in from outside the courtyard and smashed down at Jia Bing's feet.

Jia Bing just glanced at it, and the anger in his eyes seemed to erupt.

Because from the breath on this broken arm, he could tell that this was an arm of his son Jia Wang!

"Damn!"

Jia Bing's figure flashed and appeared outside the courtyard, but he couldn't see half a figure, and he couldn't feel the slightest breath.

He knew that someone was warning him that if he didn't withdraw from the patriarch competition, the next time he saw it might be the corpse of his son Jia Wang.

Meanwhile.

The bamboo forest where Jia Baoshan is located.

Looking at Jia Wang, who was missing an arm in front of him and had fallen into a coma, Jia Baoshan looked at Jia Yin, who was standing beside him and frowning, with a smile on his face:

"Yin'er, do you think Jia Bing will give up competing for the position of patriarch for his son?"

Jia Yin exhaled a breath of turbidity:

"Father, is this method really appropriate?"

Jia Baoshan smiled and waved his hand:

"The means are the means, and there is no such thing as being suitable or inappropriate."

"If it's Jia Bing or Jia Youyi, they will also use you to threaten me."

"So, for the rest of the day, you're going to stay with me and don't go anywhere."

Jia Yin nodded, turned around and was about to walk towards the bamboo building not far away.

Jia Baoshan suddenly asked:

"The young man you mentioned, if you can still get in touch, you can invite him to our Jia family as a guest."

"With his talent and strength, he may be your right-hand man in the future."

Jia Yin's brows tightened, and he couldn't help but think of Xiao Zhan's figure again.

He has long known that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.

From childhood to adulthood, it was the first time he had met someone like Xiao Zhan, who gave him a strong sense of frustration.

Half an hour later.

The Great Hall of the Jia Clan.

A group of clan elders, as well as the heads of various branches, all gathered here.

The tall and thin Jia Bing stood in the middle of the main hall, his face unusually gloomy.

He glanced at Jia Baoshan, who was sitting next to him, and Jia Youyi, who was the most handsome and looked no different from a handsome son, and snorted coldly:

"Witness to the patriarchs, I give up my candidacy for the position of patriarch."

"If anyone captures my son, release me immediately."

As soon as these words came out, many people present looked at each other.

Especially the heads of those branches, their expressions were full of surprise.

Jia Baoshan and Jia Youyi, who was sitting opposite, did not have any expression.

On the faces of a group of clan elders, there was only indifference left.

They will not sympathize with Jia Bing.

After all, in the eyes of these clan elders, how can a person who can't even protect his own son be sympathetic?

A clan elder snorted coldly:

"If your son is gone, you can regenerate!"

"It's really embarrassing that you have to give up competing for the position of patriarch for such a trivial matter!"

Jia Bing's face was cold, but he didn't refute, walked to his place and sat down, but his eyes swept over Jia Youyi and Jia Baoshan's faces from time to time.

Jia Youyi stood up expressionless at this time, no one looked at him, but said coldly:

"My son, Jia Zhengjing, was killed not long ago."

"I don't want to talk too much nonsense."

"Anyway, don't let me find out who did it, otherwise, there will be no place to die."

One of the oldest, described as withered old men, waved his hand and said in a hoarse voice:

"It's all gone."

Everyone in the hall got up one after another, bowed to a group of clan elders, and then withdrew

The main hall.

The eldest old man waved his hand, and one formation after another wrapped the entire hall.

At this time, a young man in a purple robe walked out of the side room with a smile on his face.

He sat down in the middle seat representing the patriarch's status, and said with a smile:

"Do you clan elders think it's the three of them who are fighting among themselves?"

The oldest man frowned:

"The strength of our Jia family has decreased a lot in the last tens of thousands of years."

"Those hermit families who coveted our Jia family's marrow washing pool must have wanted to do something to us a long time ago."

"Now there is not much left of the ancestor's longevity, and after a few hundred years, the ancestor will pass away, and that will be the most dangerous time for our Jia family."

An old woman next to her nodded, looked at the young man and said:

"That's why we hid you and secretly supported you, so that Jia Youyi and the three of them could attract the attention of the other hidden families."

"You, the true future patriarch, must take advantage of these hundreds of years to improve your strength."

"Hundreds of years later, even if the Jia family is really in chaos, we old guys will help you hold up the sky!"

The young man smiled and nodded:

"The kindness of the clan elders to me, I naturally remember it in my heart."

"Then I'll go back to the marrow washing pool to cultivate first."

A group of clan elders nodded, and after the young people left, they began to talk again.

Poor Jia Youyi and the three of them thought that the three of them were really competitors for the patriarch, and they didn't know that they were just victims to attract the attention of the outside world.

A few months later.

The peak of Xiao Zhan's retreat.

Xiao Zhan slowly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed.

He frowned slightly.

I thought that the cultivation resources in his body were enough for him to cultivate for more than a year, but he didn't expect that after only a little more than half a year, these cultivation resources would be exhausted.

It seems that as his strength improves, his comprehension of the "Ten Thousand Things" will become deeper and deeper, and the cultivation resources consumed will also increase.

There was no way, he could only go to other places and continue to look for cultivation resources.

In the next ten days, he passed through several cities and heard a lot of news about the Jia family.

In the past, the Jia family was a hidden family, but recently, it has frequently appeared in the sight of other forces.

Not only that, but there are also some other unknown hidden families, and there seems to be movement.

All of a sudden, the forces within a radius of tens of millions of miles were all nervous, for fear that these powerful hidden families that suddenly appeared would cause them some kind of crisis.

The Hehuan sect has been unusually low-key in recent months.

Since Jia Zhengjing's death, the high-level leaders of the Hehuan Sect have been worried that the Hehuan Sect will be destroyed by the Jia family.

However, the Jia family did not react to the Hehuan Sect in any way.

As a result, the people of the Hehuan Sect also relaxed.

Sect Master He Zun looked at all the Supreme Elders and Inner Gate Elders sitting in the main hall, and said in a deep voice:

"Jia Zhengjing's matter is over for the time being."

"A few months ago, we discussed attacking Lingquan Mountain, and now we have a new plan."

Seeing that no one objected, He Zun said expressionlessly:

"The hidden family has been born one after another, and I am afraid that our area will be reshuffled."

"I've been informed that these hermit families are likely to regain our forces, and we must take sides at that time."

"Lingquan Mountain and our Hehuan Sect have always had contradictions, water and fire are incompatible, if they have a backer by then, they will definitely attack our Hehuan Sect."

"We have to strike first."