Jiang Heng narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent in his eyes surged.

"Uncle Qian, you still say that my father is Engong, so it seems that you can't wait for your Engong's son to die!"

The hometown of the Jiang family is ruined and dilapidated.

Only the black masonry and the occasional blood reveal are telling the real world what terrible past has happened here.

Qian Wuming's voice came faintly, "Your idea seems to be good, but it may not be possible!" ”

"Why?" The man was a little stunned.

Qian Wuming sighed and said, "It's just because Jiang Heng is just a miscellaneous servant at the moment, and he is not qualified to participate in the battle of Tianjiao!" ”

The man frowned, smiled, and once again offered what he thought was a safe solution.

"This is simple, the sect master only needs to set up some small promotion tests before the thousand-year holy scripture in seven days. When the time comes, Jiang Heng's identity will rise all boats, won't he be qualified? ”

"So good! Did you find what Sect Master Jiang left behind? Qian Wuming stroked his palms and smiled.

"Nope! This time, I was a little sluggish in my next practice, and my resources were insufficient. Sect Master, you see? The man hit the snake with the stick, and directly asked Qian Wuming for benefits.

"Well said! However, you know my rules, don't raise idlers. If you have taken many benefits of this seat and still can't find it, you can imagine what will happen to you! ”

Qian Wuming was noncommittal and walked away.

The man's face turned sneering, and he chased after Qian Wuming's figure.

"Sect Master, forgive me, I really encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation again, otherwise I wouldn't be so embarrassed and live here. In fact, the sect master doesn't know, even the sect master Zhang has already said good things for you several times in private......"

"Sect Master Zhang, you better go less! This seat has always been suspicious of him...... "Qian Wuming didn't know what to think of, and suddenly turned his head and admonished.

That person deliberately lagged half a step behind Qian Wuming, and his expression became more and more respectful.

"I know below. The Sect Master is still annoyed by what happened nine years ago, right? Don't say it's you, even the few colleagues who have already died in Xia and I are all complaining about Sect Master Zhang......"

"Don't talk about the past. Also, within the Pure Ming Sect, you are still a shadow-like existence. Don't contact Jiang Heng privately! ”

Qian Wuming snorted coldly and left Jiang Heng's divine mind to probe the range.

Jiang Heng waited for a stick of incense in the dark, but he never saw Qian Wuming and the others come back.

Only then did they begin to relax and deduce that their search for the day might have come to an end.

Folded Immortal Array!

A ripple-like cyan mana soothed out.

Jiang Heng moved lightly and came to the inside of the dilapidated compound.

The candle dragon is stunned, and the martial arts eye is in the sky!

Jiang Heng's eyes were filled with a little divine dragon breath.

Everything in the courtyard became like a substance made of mana and matter in his eyes.

After a few breaths, Jiang Heng was speechless!

"What a black heart...... In this dilapidated courtyard, a seven-fold killing array was arranged! ”

If there is no Qian Wuming to lead the way, if you accidentally step on the wrong step, you will definitely die at this moment!

Of the seven killing arrays, five of them are full of mana, and they must have been arranged recently.

The other two killing arrays, one in the bedroom of the Jiang family's compound, and the other in the original living room of the Jiang family's compound!

Under the dilapidated lintel, a faint gold color flashed in Jiang Heng's eyes.

Sure enough, there was something!

After approaching cautiously, Jiang Heng was in a daze.

This is not a traditional letter, but a jade slip of sound.

The root cause that Qian Wuming and others did not find is very simple.

At this moment, this jade slip is as dilapidated as the broken lintel, without the slightest miraculous appearance!

Jiang Heng squatted down and kept the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye running.

took out a Qinglian Immortal Sword and gently cut open the broken lintel.

After three breaths, a miniature jade slip as small as a little finger appeared in Jiang Heng's palm.

"If there are no accidents, this must be the thing."

Jiang Heng muttered to himself, strengthened the concealment method on his body, and quietly slipped back into the stone house from the Jiang family's compound.

Wash the dirt off your hands and cast a shielding circle outside the stone house.

Jiang Heng took out the sound transmission jade slip from the storage bag and poked out his divine thoughts to enter it.

A man's gentle voice soothed into Jiang Heng's mind.

The tone of the voice is very familiar, and the owner of the voice is Jiang Shouyi.

"Jiang Heng, my son, I left you this sound transmission jade slip for my father, and I don't know if you can find it successfully.

But if you have some understanding and drop the essence blood on the Taiping Nothing card, you will naturally know where this jade slip is......

For the father's life, he is above board and has never been negative! Only you and your mother are the things I regret the most......

Today, I will go to kill the strange and find the true scriptures of the Pure Source Wonderful Path for you.

If you can find the true scriptures, you will naturally come back soon, cure your meridians and cure the disease, and also count your mother's last wish before her death......

If you can't return smoothly, you must follow Limber well, read and write well, and become a champion in the secular world in the future, which is not a beautiful thing......

Also, ten years from now, when you are seventeen years old, my agreement with you will come to an end. At that time, whether you Lin Bo will leave or stay, listen to his respect.

The broken magic spear of my Jiang family, in the Great Black Mountain Oolong Pond, if you have the ability, you can take it yourself.

If not, forget. The story of the child's mother, which was told by my father, should be able to understand what I mean.

Finally, live well and don't wait for me. ”

At the end of a table of earnest words, there is not only the deep affection of the father to protect his children, but also the tenderness of the husband and the wife of the wife......

After Jiang Heng listened, he unconsciously shed tears.

The palms were slightly wrong, absorbing the spiritual essence in the pale golden sound transmission jade rune, and gently scattering the dust into the air.

"Big Black Mountain Oolong Pond, shattered spear...... Qian Wuming is looking for this information, right? ”

After that, Jiang Heng gathered the trend of thought, hugged Yuan Shouyi, turned his heart to the sky, and meditated steadily on the stone bed.

Chaos longevity, rise lightly!

An extremely rich aura descended from heaven and earth, almost breaking Jiang Heng's pores!

The Kunlun realm is rebuilt and slowly increases!

After only half an hour of cultivation, Jiang Heng understood why the Demon Dao would spare no effort to try to attack the Immortal Dao.

It's just because the quality of the aura here is so high, almost twice as much as the Demon Dao territory!

In comparison, the Demon Dao can really be called a barren land!

With the operation of the exercises, Jiang Heng found that although the growth speed of the Chaos Blue Lotus in his body was still extremely slow, it was much better than when he was in the Demon Dao!

Two hours passed.

The vitality mana in Jiang Heng's body was extremely full, and the cultivation of the Kunlun Realm was completely stabilized.

Even the eighteen-petal calyx on the Chaos Blue Lotus no longer underwent drastic morphological changes, but the arc gradually fixed perfectly.

After Jiang Heng speculated, he had a kind of enlightenment.

In the future, when the Chaos Blue Lotus cultivates again in the Kunlun Realm, it will only be the stalk and lotus flower that grow simultaneously, and the overall form should not change again!

In any case, the eighteen-petal calyx was enough for Jiang Heng to deal with the previous crisis!

The ruthless sword array rose up in motion, coming and going like a stream of fireflies around Jiang Heng, circling and combining endlessly.

Suddenly, Jiang Hengfu went to his soul and re-enacted the Kunlun volume of the Twelve Sutras of Jade Void with the Chaos Immortal Formula!

A new realization appeared in the bottom of his heart!

Although the exercises are still the Kunlun volume of the Twelve Classics of Jade Void, they are more exquisite than before!

Sure enough, every time the Chaos Blue Lotus ascends and grows, it will assist the Chaos Immortal Recipe to evolve more perfectly!

Naturally, the exercises derived from the Chaos Immortal Recipe have also been naturally improved!

The sword finger was slightly raised, and the eighteen Qinglian Immortal Swords flew up, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal!

It only took a moment to pierce eighteen thumb-sized holes in the stone roof, sprinkling clusters of starlight!

Jiang Heng breathed a sigh of relief and took out the fragment of the Qingyuan Miaodao True Sutra.

"The original source is clear and the wonderful way is found, and the cultivation can open the sky! Since I was a teenager, I had to meet Yuding Dao people. The immortals caressed my top, knotted my hair and received immortality, and passed on a volume of my true scriptures. Since then, the supernatural powers have been self-realized, the Tao is natural, and the achievement has no leakage of the golden body! Conquer the world, slay demons and eliminate demons, it's not too fast! And ......"

The clearly legible text on the fragment came to an abrupt end here.

The remaining part, the bamboo slips are half missing, and only the ancient seal characters that cannot be connected can be seen.

Even a genius like Jiang Heng couldn't use the Chaos Immortal Recipe to deduce the essence of this true scripture and then cultivate it.

If you want to truly cultivate the Qingyuan Miaodao True Scripture, I'm afraid you have to find that tomb!

However, with Jiang Heng's current strength, if he went to that tomb, he would definitely die!

This is the true scripture that Jiang Shouyi has been searching for!

Just look at the preface of this canon, you can get a glimpse of the whole leopard!

If it can be completely cultivated, it will definitely be enough to cure Jiang Heng's meridian depletion!

It's just that there is one thing that Jiang Heng never understands.

In that bronze coffin, is it the three-eyed god man who is buried, or the master who wrote the preface to the scriptures?

Or maybe they're the same person!

Jiang Heng sighed, put the broken bamboo slips back into the storage bag, and put them away carefully.

Close your eyes and concentrate and continue to cultivate.

The cyan vitality mana floated out, entering and exiting freely in the pores of the skin, meticulously tempering the flesh and body!

Three days later.

Dawn.

The pale gray clouds produced by the strange black tide have basically disappeared without a trace.

A deacon disciple of the Jingming Sect, that is, the man with a broken voice, came to Jiang Heng's stone house.

"Senior Brother Jiang, have you gotten up? Sect Master, please! ”

"I'll go back later. At this moment, I am cultivating ......" Jiang Heng deliberately delayed.

What he wants to do is to wear out Qian Wuming's impatience.

"Uh...... In that case, I'll wait for you outside the house. The gong-breaking man wiped a handful of fine sweat from his forehead, and did not dare to say anything urging.

How to urge?

This is the master who can trap the eldest prince Qian Hun to death!

Cover and die?

Ghost believes!

As soon as the incense passed, Jiang Heng pinched the trick to stop the exercise and opened the wooden door of the stone house.

"Senior brother, what do you call it?"

"Under it, Deng Santong. Senior Brother Jiang Heng, let's go, shall we? The man with a broken voice and a fake smile on his face.

"Where to go?" Jiang Heng knew what kind of medicine was sold in Qian Wuming's gourd, but he still asked deliberately.

Deng Santong pointed into the distance, his expression full of anxiety.

"Mingyue Tower! Everyone is here, just waiting for you! ”