When Jiang Shuiyao woke up, Linghu Jiang'an had just taken him to the bottom of the tower. The former high-spirited sect master looked lonely, and he quietly left after locking Jiang Shuiyao's hands and feet and pipa bones with the iron hook on the floor.

Jiang Shuiyao didn't know anything about Linghu Nan's death, and only thought that it was because Linghu Jiang'an and Hu Ning had said a lot of good things that they had managed to imprison themselves here for a few days. Regarding Hu Ning's rat bogeyman and Linghu Jiang'an seeking skin with the tiger, Jiang Shuiyao didn't care at all. Anyway, the contract with Li Caiwei is now the biggest talisman, and no one dares to take their own lives. What's more, as long as you survive a few days, if you can't see yourself going back on the side of Bangfeng Mountain, you will naturally find the side of Wandanzong.

In the center of the bottom plate of this floor is a black sword, and the tip of the sword is exposed outside the tower to become the top of the tower. On the other side of Jiang Shui Yao, an old man with a withered face also suffered the same treatment.

The old man seemed to have long been numb to the pain of the pipa bone being locked, and he always sat cross-legged. It wasn't until Linghu Jiang'an left the bottom that the old man slowly raised his eyelids, and after noticing Jiang Shuiyao's red robe, he suddenly came to his senses and asked, "The envoy of the Bloody Soul Sect?" ”

"The old gentleman is also from the Wandan Sect?"

Jiang Shuiyao was a little surprised, although many people recognized the costumes of the Bloody Soul Sect, but the one who could be called by the word "envoy" was none other than the two sects of Wandan Sect and Xuanyang Sect.

The old man's expression was instantly numb, and he nodded to admit his identity. After a long pause, he muttered, "It seems that the preparation is reversed." ”

The old man was covered in dirt and looked like he had been imprisoned for many years. The corners of Jiang Shuiyao's mouth rose slightly, and he asked with a smile, "What?" The old gentleman is in the tower, can he still know what is going on outside the tower? ”

Before the old man could speak, his face suddenly tightened, and he quickly closed his eyes and concentrated. Jiang Shui Yao was surprised, and then he saw that a lot of plasma suddenly grew on this floor, and then there was a sharp pain in his pipa bones, and the spiritual power in the soul heart palace also boiled instantly.

The power of the thunder tribulation flowed out of the Soul Heart Palace along the iron hook embedded in the pipa bone, and merged into the ground and submerged into the inscription formation at the top. Jiang Shuiyao gritted his teeth, feeling like he had been stiffly cramped.

The intense pain lasted for nearly a stick of incense, and then faded in an instant, and the entire floor returned to its original state.

The old man came back to his senses and stared at Jiang Shui Yao for a long time before he said loudly: "I said, how dare Linghu Jiang'an make a move against the Bloody Cloth Soul Sect, it turns out that you can store the power of the Thunder Tribulation in your body." ”

Jiang Shuiyao was slightly frightened, and then respectfully asked: "The old gentleman can also absorb the power of the Thunder Tribulation?" ”

The old man laughed: "Absorb the power of the thunder tribulation? How much skill does that have to be? The old man is just connected to the formation in the tower, and after being locked up for decades, he realized some ways to let the power of the thunder tribulation enter his body without hurting himself, as for absorbing two words, but he can't do it anyway. Little doll, why don't you talk about how to cultivate this secret method? ”

Jiang Shui Yao laughed and shouted loudly in the direction of the staircase: "I suffered a heavenly calamity when I was infusion, and I was destroyed by someone halfway, and after I survived, I had the power of thunder tribulation in my body. Linghu Sect Master, why don't you try it too? ”

"Soul can attract a catastrophe, little doll, you are a bit too big to brag." The old man changed to a comfortable position and lay down, pouting, "What are you shouting at the staircase?" Do you think the old man is helping them talk to you? Rest assured, the sound insulation effect of this ground floor is so good that it is perverted, as long as the light curtain at the staircase is together, no matter how much movement you make here, you can't hear it from above. ”

"Sir, aren't you bragging too? I haven't been out for decades, so how do you know you can't hear it up there? ”

"That's naturally my grandson... Phew, little doll, are you still talking to me? The old man instantly condensed the killing intention, stretched out his palm, and lifted the river up in the air. He stared at Jiang Shuiyao for a long time, and sighed slowly: "That's it, you shouldn't be a bitter trick used by Ling Hu Jiang'an." ”

As the killing machine faded like a tide, the old man laughed at himself and said to himself: "Yes, Lao Tzu is like this anyway, what else can he do?" ”

Jiang Shui Yao remained silent.

He suddenly felt that the old man's angry expression was very similar to Linghu Jiang'an, and after thinking about it for a long time, an extremely absurd thought came to mind.

Unconsciously, a whole day passed, and Hu Jiang'an and the others seemed to have forgotten the existence of Jiang Shuiyao, and they never reached the sixth layer. On the contrary, the old and the young relied on the river to accept the wine and meat stored in the ring, and ate happily.

When the two were chatting, Jiang Shuiyao deliberately introduced the topic of Linghu to the south, but found that as long as Linghu was mentioned, the old man would always have a kind smile on the corner of his mouth, which made Jiang Shuiyao more and more sure of his conjecture.

It wasn't until the old man fell asleep that Jiang Shuiyao sighed softly. The person in front of him is most likely the rumored old sect master who died violently, that is, Ling Hu Jiang'an's father, Ling Hu Yan.

It's not that Linghu Jiang'an doesn't want to come to the bottom of the tower, but he really can't get out.

Not long after they returned to Wandanzong, a group of Wucheng troops broke into the mountain gate of Wandanzong. The person at the head is named Leng Yun, and his cultivation is already a Xuanjing.

Leng Yun's face was full of beard, nine feet tall, and at a glance, he knew that he was the kind of battle-hardened master. He was not polite to Linghu Jiang'an, and after breaking into the door with the soldiers, he asked people to find Linghu Jiang'an, and then reported to his home and briefly explained the intention.

The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband.

At present, Wucheng is gradually unable to defeat Tianjiang City, Qi Tiantian adopts the advice of the strategists, and makes Wucheng large and small forces, but those who are above the Sword Monarch Mirror need to go to the front line to resist Tianjiang City. Those who violate the order will be immediately decided.

Linghu Jiang'an had the ability to hide from Jiang Shuiyao and Feng Xiangshan and others at that time, saying that his cultivation was completely lost, and now he naturally has a way to hide Leng Yun. In this way, apart from him, there are only two people above the Sword Monarch Mirror in the Wandan Sect, Xiao Yu and Kong Yihong.

Although Leng Yun had a murderous and unkind appearance, fortunately, Linghu Jiang'an begged for mercy in every way, Leng Yun saw that his cultivation was completely empty, considering that these Jianghu sects needed a strong man to take charge after all, he agreed to Xiao Yu's fact that he could not go to the front line for the time being. But Kong Yihong couldn't shirk it, and after being scolded by Leng Yun, he went back to his yard to pack his luggage with great reluctance.

Linghu Jiang'an and Leng Yun patted their chests and assured that except for Xuanyang Sect and Bangfeng Mountain near Starfish Town, there would definitely not be any local Sword Monarch Mirror monks above the level. As for Moyun Villa, there is no need for him to mention it, Leng Yun will also pass, and Linghu Jiang'an will not have that hateful mouth.

After the banquet, Leng Yun simply lived in Wandan Sect. However, he also sent two armor soldiers to each hold a rubbing document to collect the monks above the Sword Monarch Mirror and sent it to the two forces, asking them to come to the Wandan Sect to gather on their own two days after seeing the letter.

Linghu Jiang'an and Xiao Yu stayed by the giant's side all day, and when they returned to the room to rest, it was already late at night, so they dispelled the idea of interrogating Jiang Shuiyao that night. Xiao Yu gently helped Ling Hu Jiang'an pinch his shoulder and asked, "This General Leng, you brought it in, right?" ”

Ling Hu Jiangan nodded solemnly: "Don't miss the opportunity." ”

"Over the years, Xuanyang Sect has stabilized us in terms of force, but Liuyun Village was changed to Bangfeng Mountain by Jiangshui, although those bandits have gone for the most part, their strength is far above us. I don't know how many people Leng Yun can leave behind when he comes to Bangfeng Mountain this time, but the masters above the Sword Monarch Mirror in the Xuanyang Sect are afraid that they can only leave Liang Qian. Looking at the current situation of the war between the two cities, it is estimated that the fight may not be completely over in another two years. So as soon as Leng Yun takes these people away, we will have the opportunity to capture Xuanyang Sect and Bangfeng Mountain. No matter who wins or loses in the two cities this time, we just need to bring in the Chengtian Sword Sect and put this big tree next to it. Even if the people who were taken by Leng Yun could come back alive, we wouldn't be afraid, anyway, there would be the Chengtian Sword Sect at that time, and without the envoy of the Bloody Soul Sect, there would naturally be an envoy of the Chengtian Sword Sect, right? As for Bangfeng Mountain, if Zhu Fengwu and they really dared to disobey, Leng Yun would probably kill them first to boost the army's prestige. ”

Xiao Yu frowned and pondered for a long time, and said with some concern: "I'm afraid that Tianjiang City will win, and if I have time to thoroughly investigate the cause of Jiang Shuiyao's death, then Wandan Sect will fall into a situation where there will be no return." ”

Linghu Jiang'an patted Xiao Yu's hand and said with relief: "Let's just be a good sufferer." Tomorrow, I will see if there is a chance to use Leng Yun's hand to temporarily invite this Bodhisattva from the Chengtian Sword Sect. If you don't leave, then after Hu Ning takes Jiang Shui away, I will go to Tianjiang City to confess my guilt, and at the same time promise Jiang Kuohai that I will be willing to help him capture Haixing Town. At that time, if Jiang Kuohai wanted to find bad luck, he would only find the Chengtian Sword Sect. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, my bloody battle against Zhu Fengwu led to the loss of cultivation, not only to protect the Wandan Sect, but also to protect him Jiang Shuiyao. Even if he really has a lot of grievances, he won't make fun of me, a wasted person. The lord of a city has to be famous. If you kill me, won't everyone in the sect under the jurisdiction of Tianjiang City be in danger, and who will dare to deal with the City Lord's Mansion in the future? ”

"I wish it would come true." Xiao Yu sighed softly.

"Don't worry, it's all under my control, but I didn't expect that the relationship between Chen Baicao and Hu Ning would be so good that they would eat and sleep together. Chen Baicao knows too many of our secrets, but fortunately, his heart is also towards us. It's just that as soon as Hu Ning leaves this time, he will most likely follow him to the Chengtian Sword Sect. It's okay to go, with Chen Baicao over there to say good things, it will be easier for us to do things in the future. ”

Xiao Yu nodded, blew out the candle and hugged her husband, each thinking about things with their eyes closed.

Linghu Yinan's death has become a steel needle piercing the bone marrow, no matter how amazing her daughter's cultivation talent is, and how she fights against herself for Jiang Shui Yao, but she is her own flesh and blood after all, who knows that she will end up with no bones at the same age as Hua'er.

Xiao Yu turned over, turned her back to her husband, and two lines of tears slipped quietly.