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Suddenly, the roar outside made a big deal again, Jin Gong was stunned, and hurriedly threw a talisman and Qiankun bag to Huang Sifa, asking him to paste it by himself, and he ran out in a hurry.

Huang Sifa took the charm and looked at it by himself, and found that it was exactly the same as what was pasted on his body, so he put his mind at ease, and played with the Qiankun bag in his hand for a while, but did not paste the charm on. Instead, he put the Qiankun bag and the charm into his underwear, and then walked towards the stone room where he lived in his daily life.

While walking and thinking about what he had to do next, he didn't long come to the outside of the stone room, and before he entered it, he felt the tremor of the stone room, and at the same time a roar followed, if it wasn't for the strong enough cave built by Jin Gong, I am afraid that it would have been cracked and collapsed by the earthquake at this time.

Huang Sifa sat on the bed, quietly listening to the movement outside, feeling the tremor of the wall, but his heart was calm. He knew that the luck of a lifetime would probably explode at this moment.

Slowly, the voice faded away, and the tremor disappeared, and Huang Sifa knew that the opportunity he was waiting for had come. Without any hesitation, he left Jin Gong's cave with the dead wood stick in his hand and came to the outside of the cave.

If he hadn't stepped on that platform countless times, he would have thought it was what it looked like, narrow enough for one person to stand against the rock wall. The scorching smell was constantly wafting from the canyon below, and I didn't know what was burning underneath, and the smell was so unpleasant.

Fortunately, the remaining platform is still connected to the rope ladder that Huang Sifa must use every time he goes up the cliff, although it is a little broken and black, it is still strong.

Huang Sifa climbed on the rope ladder and was scared, and he didn't dare to look down, but just climbed upwards vigorously. It wasn't until I climbed over the rocks at the top of the cliff that I breathed a sigh of relief. But seeing the messy mountains and forests in front of him, Huang Sifa considered for the first time whether his decision was correct.

No matter what angle you look at, there is no trace of the familiar scenery anymore. The hard rocks were rubbed like tofu, and the thick trees were either broken or burned to ashes, and some were turned into sawdust.

There are both cold ice crystals and broken iron in the rubble on the ground, and the ruins of large pieces of earth make it clear how strong the forces of the attack and defense are.

Huang Sifa knew that these traces left on the ground were all Jin Gong's masterpieces, and they were also the parts he was usually best at boasting about. Turning water into ice is an arrow, the flame burns in the sky, and the copper tire and iron string roar, which cares about the millions of people!

This limerick poem was originally Jin Gong's three most powerful offensive methods, but he didn't expect them all to become useless. And Jin Gong's strongest defensive technique dungeon was also smashed at this moment, how could Huang Sifa not sigh in his heart after seeing it.

Although he didn't know who Jin Gong's enemy was, the person who could be called an enemy would naturally not be an ordinary person.

Huang Sifa didn't stay here long, and turned around and left after praying a few words for Jin Gong in a low voice.

............

When Qian Helong said this, he looked ashamed and did not continue.

Schenk had been listening carefully, and then he spoke: "After that, he hid incognito, and the golden body was guarded by you for generations?"

Qian Helong knew that Schenk's saying that Shou was nothing more than to make his face look better, so he nodded and said: "Yes, although the ancestors cultivated to mediocre in the end, the foundation of Nuoda was also the wealth obtained from the Qiankun bag at that time. ”

At first, Ding Cong was drinking tea and eating pastries, but later he became a little more interested, and asked with a smile: "Master Qian, what you said is so detailed, did your ancestors leave memoirs?"

Qian Helong's face was red again, and he said: "The history of the ancestors' fortune was originally disgraceful, and then I don't know which generation of ancestors it was, but they couldn't practice but loved to trace the origin, and actually compiled the history of the Qian family into a book and enshrined it in the ancestral hall, and asked future generations to read it through." ”

Ding Cong shook his head after hearing this, "There are really all kinds of strange things, but your ancestor who wrote the book is also very powerful, and he can write things in such detail." ”

Schenk suddenly smiled at this time: "Anyway, my golden body can be preserved to this day and you have a share of the credit of your Qian family, a small manor, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed." ...... again"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ding Cong: "Schenk, you don't want me to help you fund a manor, do you?"

"How come, this is my own cause and effect after all, I have to repay this favor myself, right?" Then Schenk said with a smile: "But Master, you also heard just now, their ancestors once had the origin of wood, don't you ......?"

"Stop, don't trick me. Who knows if the monkey was taught by his master?" Ding Cong glanced at Schenk and said casually.

Schenck shut up and seemed to think of something.

Qian Helong and He Qi didn't know what Ding Cong was talking about, and seemed to be scolding the ancestors of the Qian family.

Several people were silent for a while, and then Ding Cong asked Qian Helong: "If according to what you said, the ancestors learned a lot of exercises, and the Qian family would not decline to this point, but now there is only the wealth of the world in Xiaoquanzhuang, how can there be the inheritance of cultivators?"

Before Qian Helong could speak, He Qi on the side preemptively said: "Mr. Ding doesn't know, the Qian family who moved to Xiaoquanzhuang is only a side branch, so many things are in the main house. ”

Ding Cong didn't react after hearing this, but said indifferently: "Steward He's words are funny, how can such a valuable thing as sitting on the golden body be kept by the side branch?"

Qian Helong was just about to open his mouth, but he was stopped by He Qi again, and said: "Mr. Ding doesn't know, according to the rules of the Qian family, sitting on the golden body involves refining the elixir, so the prescription for refining the elixir is stored separately from the golden body, and it is useless to get any of them alone." And every ten years, the golden body and the prescription have to be exchanged in charge. ”

Ding Cong didn't say anything after hearing this, he could naturally see that what he said was a lie, but he didn't understand what the old butler's purpose was. And Qian Helong didn't open his mouth to clarify or add anything after he finished speaking.

Schenck suddenly remembered the bracket and asked, "Who sent it?"

"Du Dongsheng, a well-known family in Qiguang City, is the chairman of the Rising Sun Group, a large consortium, and a cultivator. He replied hurriedly.

Schenk frowned and glanced at Ho Ran, then flicked his fingers.

He felt a numbness in his neck, and then his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

Looking at Steward He who was slowly falling to the ground, Qian Helong was shocked, and was about to help but stopped again, looked at Schenk and asked, "Did Steward He offend the ancestor somewhere?"

Schenck still frowned, and said angrily: "It's okay to talk nonsense, if I want to know something, I have to ask him? What do you need him to hide for you?"

After hearing this, Qian Helong smiled bitterly and said: "Old Ancestor is angry, although Steward He is a housekeeper, I have always regarded him as a relative, and he is the same, so please don't be angry with him." ”

Schenk nodded, then said, "Then you can tell yourself about it." ”

Qian Helong said: "It is a fact that the Qian family is down, and the side branches and prescriptions are all for fear that you will be angry with me. ”

Suddenly, the roar outside made a big deal again, Jin Gong was stunned, and hurriedly threw a talisman and Qiankun bag to Huang Sifa, asking him to paste it by himself, and he ran out in a hurry.

Huang Sifa took the charm and looked at it by himself, and found that it was exactly the same as what was pasted on his body, so he put his mind at ease, and played with the Qiankun bag in his hand for a while, but did not paste the charm on. Instead, he put the Qiankun bag and the charm into his underwear, and then walked towards the stone room where he lived in his daily life.

While walking and thinking about what he had to do next, he didn't long come to the outside of the stone room, and before he entered it, he felt the tremor of the stone room, and at the same time a roar followed, if it wasn't for the strong enough cave built by Jin Gong, I am afraid that it would have been cracked and collapsed by the earthquake at this time.

Huang Sifa sat on the bed, quietly listening to the movement outside, feeling the tremor of the wall, but his heart was calm. He knew that the luck of a lifetime would probably explode at this moment.

Slowly, the voice faded away, and the tremor disappeared, and Huang Sifa knew that the opportunity he was waiting for had come. Without any hesitation, he left Jin Gong's cave with the dead wood stick in his hand and came to the outside of the cave.

If he hadn't stepped on that platform countless times, he would have thought it was what it looked like, narrow enough for one person to stand against the rock wall. The scorching smell was constantly wafting from the canyon below, and I didn't know what was burning underneath, and the smell was so unpleasant.

Fortunately, the remaining platform is still connected to the rope ladder that Huang Sifa must use every time he goes up the cliff, although it is a little broken and black, it is still strong.

Huang Sifa climbed on the rope ladder and was scared, and he didn't dare to look down, but just climbed upwards vigorously. It wasn't until I climbed over the rocks at the top of the cliff that I breathed a sigh of relief. But seeing the messy mountains and forests in front of him, Huang Sifa considered for the first time whether his decision was correct.

No matter what angle you look at, there is no trace of the familiar scenery anymore. The hard rocks were rubbed like tofu, and the thick trees were either broken or burned to ashes, and some were turned into sawdust.

There are both cold ice crystals and broken iron in the rubble on the ground, and the ruins of large pieces of earth make it clear how strong the forces of the attack and defense are.

Huang Sifa knew that these traces left on the ground were all Jin Gong's masterpieces, and they were also the parts he was usually best at boasting about. Turning water into ice is an arrow, the flame burns in the sky, and the copper tire and iron string roar, which cares about the millions of people!

This limerick poem was originally Jin Gong's three most powerful offensive methods, but he didn't expect them all to become useless. And Jin Gong's strongest defensive technique dungeon was also smashed at this moment, how could Huang Sifa not sigh in his heart after seeing it.

Although he didn't know who Jin Gong's enemy was, the person who could be called an enemy would naturally not be an ordinary person.

Huang Sifa didn't stay here long, and turned around and left after praying a few words for Jin Gong in a low voice.

............

When Qian Helong said this, he looked ashamed and did not continue.

Schenk had been listening carefully, and then he spoke: "After that, he hid incognito, and the golden body was guarded by you for generations?"

Qian Helong knew that Schenk's saying that Shou was nothing more than to make his face look better, so he nodded and said: "Yes, although the ancestors cultivated to mediocre in the end, the foundation of Nuoda was also the wealth obtained from the Qiankun bag at that time. ”

At first, Ding Cong was drinking tea and eating pastries, but later he became a little more interested, and asked with a smile: "Master Qian, what you said is so detailed, did your ancestors leave memoirs?"

Qian Helong's face was red again, and he said: "The history of the ancestors' fortune was originally disgraceful, and then I don't know which generation of ancestors it was, but they couldn't practice but loved to trace the origin, and actually compiled the history of the Qian family into a book and enshrined it in the ancestral hall, and asked future generations to read it through." ”

Ding Cong shook his head after hearing this, "There are really all kinds of strange things, but your ancestor who wrote the book is also very powerful, and he can write things in such detail." ”

Schenk suddenly smiled at this time: "Anyway, my golden body can be preserved to this day and you have a share of the credit of your Qian family, a small manor, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed." ...... again"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ding Cong: "Schenk, you don't want me to help you fund a manor, do you?"

"How come, this is my own cause and effect after all, I have to repay this favor myself, right?" Then Schenk said with a smile: "But Master, you also heard just now, their ancestors once had the origin of wood, don't you ......?"

"Stop, don't trick me. Who knows if the monkey was taught by his master?" Ding Cong glanced at Schenk and said casually.

Schenck shut up and seemed to think of something.

Qian Helong and He Qi didn't know what Ding Cong was talking about, and seemed to be scolding the ancestors of the Qian family.

Several people were silent for a while, and then Ding Cong asked Qian Helong: "If according to what you said, the ancestors learned a lot of exercises, and the Qian family would not decline to this point, but now there is only the wealth of the world in Xiaoquanzhuang, how can there be the inheritance of cultivators?"

Before Qian Helong could speak, He Qi on the side preemptively said: "Mr. Ding doesn't know, the Qian family who moved to Xiaoquanzhuang is only a side branch, so many things are in the main house. ”。

Ding Cong didn't react after hearing this, but said indifferently: "Steward He's words are funny, how can such a valuable thing as sitting on the golden body be kept by the side branch?"

Qian Helong was just about to open his mouth, but he was stopped by He Qi again, and said: "Mr. Ding doesn't know, according to the rules of the Qian family, sitting on the golden body involves refining the elixir, so the prescription for refining the elixir is stored separately from the golden body, and it is useless to get any of them alone." And every ten years, the golden body and the prescription have to be exchanged in charge. ”