In the depths of Qilan Mountain, the ancestral house of the Ma family is solemn. A big chair was placed in the courtyard, and Mrs. Ma sat on the big chair, her silver hair was not messy at all. Mrs. Ma is nearly eighty years old, and she is a high-level cultivator in the Flying Heaven Realm, and she is the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Ma family.

In front of Old Madam Ma, a monk looked panicked and was saying, "Old Madam, the big thing is not good, the patriarch's immortal jade plate has just been broken. ”

A burst of sorrow flashed on Mrs. Ma's face, and she sighed: "When the horse galloped out of the mountain, I told him that Suzhou City, the place of the four battles, should not be taken lightly. He relied on cultivation, couldn't listen to persuasion, was domineering, and made enemies everywhere. Now he has not done his job, and he is dead, alas......"

Ma Chi is dead, and none of the accompanying Ma family monks have returned, seeing that the huge Ma family is shaking and about to be broken. Mrs. Ma was sad for a while, and said with a high spirit: "My Ma family has been inherited for four hundred years, and ups and downs are common. Twenty years ago, the Ma family began to walk out of the jungle and enter Suzhou City. Now that Ma Chi is dead, his children and grandchildren are still alive, one day, the descendants of the Ma family will take revenge. ”

Before the words fell, a mist poured out, enveloping the Ma family's ancestral house in an instant. In the mist, a burst of laughter like silver bells rang out. Old Madam Ma stood like a knife and slashed forward, and the blazing spiritual power instantly dispelled the mist.

The fog rose again, and with a wave of her hand, within a radius of three zhang in front of her, the mist disappeared, and outside the three zhang, the fog became even thicker.

A young woman walked in front of the old lady Ma, stood still, and said, "The old lady is above, and the Xuanqing Sect has no illusion to give you a salute." ”

Old Madam Ma waved her hand lightly and said: "Excuse me, you are the master of Xuantian Sect, why do you want to worship me, a rural village woman? Xuanqing Sect has been operating in Suzhou for many years, so what is the matter?

Wuxian saluted again: "Old lady, the Xuanqing Sect is located in the core of the Biping Plain, and the radius is already a Qingping world, and the sect master is worried that the disciple will be slack, so he asked Uncle Xuanli to lead people to open up in Suzhou. This matter is not selfish, please let the old lady know. ”

Old Madam Ma nodded and praised: "It is rare that the Xuantian Sect Master is prepared for danger in peace, and the old body admires it. In this case, you are not in Suzhou City, why did you go deep into Qilan Mountain and work hard to find my Ma family's ancestral house?"

Wuxian Zhengse said: "In order to make a deal with the old lady." ”

Old Madam Ma shook her head and said, "You go, no illusion." My Ma family is weak and unable to take revenge, but I will not make a deal with the enemy. ”

Wuxian nodded and said: "Before I came, Uncle Xuanli said that he was in Suzhou City, and the one he admired the most was the old lady. When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary. ”

Mrs. Ma said sharply: "If you let you go, you can go, and don't show off your tongue here." ”

No more talking, he gave a deep salute and turned to walk into the fog. There was the sound of footsteps in the mist, getting denser and denser, as if countless monks were shuttling non-stop. Old Madam Ma shook her head and sneered: "No wonder Lord Hua Xiaoyou commented, Xuan Tianzhi is talented and sloppy." Fighting is fighting, why bother to make a fool of yourself. ”

As she spoke, there were screams in the fog, and Mrs. Ma listened to them in her ears, and every sound was very familiar. Mrs. Ma sat upright in the big chair, motionless like a mountain.

The fog gradually quieted down, and a thick bloody aura dispersed from the fog. An old voice came from the mist: "Old lady, the old man is here, why don't you get up and say hello?"

Old Madam Ma shook her head and said, "If Xuanli comes, I will get up to greet you, you Xuanbei is not worthy." ”

Xuan Bei is a monk of the Xuanqing Sect Flying Heaven Realm, and he has stood outside the threshold of the Adverse Heaven Realm. Xuan Bei is different from his senior brother Xuan Li, on the surface, he rarely walks out of the mountain gate of Xuanqing Sect, and his reputation among Qi refining cultivators is not obvious. This time, he led the team to the ancestral house of the Ma family, which shows that Xuanqingzong is bound to succeed in this move.

Xuan Bei slowly walked out of the fog, nodded his head, and said, "It seems that you are not old and confused, and you still remember me Xuan Bei." ”

Old Madam Ma said: "It doesn't matter if you remember it or not, my Ma family monks, are they all dead?"

Xuan Bei shook his head and said: "That's not true, your Ma family still has Ma Min cultivating in the Daohua Sect, Ma Lu cultivating in the Jianghai League, and people from the Xuanqing Sect visiting them." ”

Old Madam Ma's face changed slightly, then returned to normal, and sighed: "I underestimated the shamelessness of Xuanqing Sect, and even dug out the secrets of other people's homes to blackmail others. ”

Xuan Bei smiled and said: "I, Xuan Qingzong, do things to help people, pay attention to thoroughness and cleanliness, since I have made a move, I naturally have to understand the enemy thoroughly." ”

Old Madam Ma said, "Have you understood it this time?"

Xuan lamented: "If it weren't for Ma Chi fleeing back from Suzhou City in a hurry this time and leading the way in front, we still couldn't find where the Ma family's ancestral house was." You and I have been secretly fighting for more than ten years, and the longer the time, the more I admire the old lady. ”

Mrs. Ma said: "Excuse me, if you give birth to such a son, you will be angry to death, what qualifications are you to admire." It's been more than ten years, and I thought you couldn't find the Ma family's ancestral home, so I stopped looking for that thing. Who knows that you have never forgotten it, and you have found out all the people sent to the Daohua Sect and the Jianghai League by my Ma family since childhood, which is really amazing. ”

Xuan Bei didn't look smug, and said solemnly: "Only people like Hua Xiaoyou will judge people's strengths and weaknesses with a few faces. My Xuanqing Sect has always paid attention to planning and then acting. ”

Old Madam Ma suddenly laughed and said, "I just don't know, Xuanqing Sect has arranged someone to replace you." After speaking, an earth-shattering wave spilled out violently from Old Madam Ma's body, and in an instant, it became entangled with the mist. Thirty-six spiritual powers rose from the Ma family's ancestral mansion, and then there was an earth-shattering and violent explosion, and the Ma family's ancestral house completely disappeared.

The dense jungle was destroyed dozens of miles wide, and the Ma family's ancestral house had turned into a huge pit. A mushroom cloud in the sky, which could not dissipate for a long time, quickly circled in the air.

Dozens of miles away from the Ma family's ancestral house, there was a fluctuation in the air, and the illusory figure fell from the void. Wu Xuan barely stood still, and then there was a crisp sound, and an iron bowl with a simple style fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

With a fever and several blood marks on her face, she stood on the rock, frightened, let out a sigh, and sighed: "Such a strong old lady, such a powerful magic circle, there is such a violent self-explosion. ”

At this point, Wu Huan's eyes were full of horror, and he sighed again: "Uncle Xuanbei actually fell here, and the heavy treasure iron rice bowl given by the teacher was also shattered. The abyss is vast, heroes are numerous, there is no illusion, there is no illusion, and you can't underestimate others from now on. ”

Inside the iron gate, the flower group suddenly fell to the ground, and after a while, he woke up faintly, and sighed in his heart: "It turns out that my name is Ma Min, and I am the younger brother of the old master of Suzhou." It seems that something has happened in the clan, and the mark buried deep in the sea of my knowledge has been stimulated, and I must investigate it carefully, and not act rashly. ”

In the Jianghai League, a young man who was sweeping the floor suddenly fell to the ground, bleeding to death, and someone wrote this matter into a document and reported it to the sect. In recent years, Shui Luoyun has handed over these trivial matters to Shui Duoduo to deal with.

Shui Duoduo went to the Great Wilderness City, and the document was put on her desk, and the document read: "Today, there is Ma Lu, a disciple of Yanluo Lake, who died without illness, and after many investigations, no clues were obtained, and his knowledge of the sea was damaged, which was very abnormal......

In the Xuanqing Sect, Qingming was drunk and was sleeping on the couch with his head covered. Suddenly, Qingming sat up from the couch, glanced around, and lay back on the couch again.

A nightmarish scene, rotating endlessly in the sea of clear consciousness. In the lush dense forest, a mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and under the mushroom cloud, an old woman was smiling at him with a strong light, and a sharp voice descended like thunder in the sea of knowledge: "Ruohai, remember to avenge grandma." ”

Qingming's drunkenness disappeared, and he continued to bury his head in the quilt, snoring softly. Qingming felt a huge wave in his heart, and it turned out that his lay family was not a real relative. His real name is Ma Ruohai, the grandson of the Ma family in Suzhou, who was sent out since he was a child and worshiped in Xuanqing Sect, and is the most valued secret son of the family.

Recalling that nightmarish scene, Qingming knew that his relatives had been killed. Who is it that wants to go deep into the dense forest and slaughter the Ma family? For a while, Qingming's heart was in turmoil.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, as if someone was looking outside. Qingming lay on the wooden collapse, not daring to move slightly, and after a while, people came and walked away.

On the main hall of Xuanqing Sect, Xuantian faced the huge map of Suzhou, and he could see the gods. In the depths of Qilan Mountain, there was a wisp of black smoke hovering and becoming a black spot on the map. Xuantian pointed at the black dot and blew lightly, and the black dot disappeared immediately.

Xuantian sighed lightly: "Xuanbei, Xuanbei, for a teleportation array stone, is it worth it?" Xuanbei is dead, and there is only Xuantian in the hall, and no one answers.

Xuantian walked out of the main hall, and someone at the door said softly: "Sect Master, Senior Sister Wufan and Senior Brother Qingming are no different. Xuantian nodded slightly, walked past this person, walked into the void like a leisurely walk, and walked a few more steps, but there was no trace.

Outside the mountain gate of the Dao Flower Sect, Xuantian flashed out of the void, and in front of him, the Dao Thousand Army stood out of thin air. The two bowed their hands in the void, and Dao Qianjun laughed loudly: "Xuantian, you are a rare guest. ”

Xuantian Zhengse said: "Qianjun, I came to the Dao Flower Sect today, and I have something to discuss with you." ”

Dao Qianjun nodded and said, "Xuantian, why be so polite, please tell me something." ”

Xuantian seemed to have made a lot of determination, and said: "Xuanqing Sect is willing to exchange Xuzhou for the land of Suzhou of the Daohua Sect, what do you think?"

Dao Qianjun waved his hand and said, "No." ”

Xuantian said unexpectedly: "Qianjun, you have always coveted my land of Xuzhou, why don't you change it now?"

Dao Qianjun laughed again: "I wanted it before, but you didn't give it." Now you take the initiative to exchange, you are as cunning as a fox, and you will not suffer for nothing, there must be a reason for this. ”

Xuantian smiled dumbly and said: "You, you, I want to change Suzhou, because the monks of the Xuanqing Sect are too comfortable and have no blood, and when they confront the young man of the horned people, they will return with a feather, you don't have to think about it." ”

Dao Qianjun waved his hand and said: "Are you an ignorant child to me? Who doesn't know that the famous Three Non-Dao people under your seat, if they have no blood, the world will no longer be able to find people with blood. ”

The two of them exchanged words in the void. No one could have imagined that the two Venerables of the Wandering Realm would be like businessmen, and they would have to compete. Seeing that the sun was in the west, Xuantian sighed: "Okay, okay, outside of Xuzhou, I will make up for you ten more Lingbi stones, one million spirit stones, do you think it's good?"

Dao Qianjun smiled and nodded, and the two high-fived gently. The situation in the void suddenly changed, the thunder was coming, and the major event of the exchange between the two states was decided.