Nangong Yubing asked cautiously: "Old Ancestor, did you just say that my grandfather is not a good thing?" Nangong Wuxin paused on the bluestone slab with his crutches, nodded and said: "Your grandfather is indeed not a good thing, that secret method of double cultivation of the Ding Furnace was obtained by him from Murong Xiaoyan, but it was inadvertently obtained by Nangong Qifeng, which caused those things later! By the way, you will be the head of the Nangong family in the future!"

Nangong Yubing looked frightened, and excused himself: "Old ancestor, my meridians are bursting now, my martial arts are all in ruin, and I can't practice martial arts anymore in the future, if you don't personally come to save me today, I will even lose my life! I, a person without any martial arts, how can I be the head of the Nangong family? If I spread it, I will be laughed off by the people in the rivers and lakes!"

Nangong unintentionally blew his beard and glared angrily: "Fart! Who the hell said that the head of the Nangong family must know martial arts? The head of the Nangong family is not the leader of the martial arts alliance, he must be a martial arts master! The head of the Nangong family, as long as he is a descendant of the Nangong family, the Nangong family will choose whoever he likes! As for whether he can do martial arts and do other people's things? We don't eat other people's food! What the fuck is it!"

Tang Jiusheng and the others laughed secretly on the side, this old man is afraid that he is one or two hundred years old, and his temper is still so violent, and he doesn't know how this Heavenly Dao Great Immortal cultivates, it is rare that this old man is not in a hurry to jump out and kill people when he is in retreat.

The old man Nangong Wuxin shook his hand angrily, pointed at the people of the Nangong family and said angrily: "There is no one in the family who is worry-free!"

When the fat man rested for a long time, his body was no longer in serious trouble, the fat man stood up from the ground and said with a smile: "Old man, you are almost two hundred years old, and your anger is still so big, isn't it?"

Nangong Wuxin squinted at the fat man, "Your little fat man's congenital roots are not bad, work hard, you should be able to achieve certain achievements in the future! Today you came to help, and you happened to meet the old man, and it was also our father who had this fate in his previous life, so let's do it, I have a treasure book for you here, you practice it, it will be good for you in the future!" As he spoke, Nangong Wuxin took out a yellowed book from his arms and threw it to the fat man.

The fat man took the book with a hippie smile, and hurriedly ran to Nangong Wuxin's side, pretending to be enthusiastic and said: "Oh, I thank you so much for the fat man!

A treasure book seems to be a bit less, there is a saying that is good, good things come in pairs! Do you have any other treasures, you are going to become immortals, and it is useless to keep the treasures of the mortal world, so it is better to give them to the fat master and me!"

Nangong Wuxin was amused, turned around, stretched out his hand and pinched the fat man's ear, and scolded with a smile: "You little fat man, insatiable, flamboyant!

The fat man turned his head and pointed at Tang Jiusheng, and said with a smile: "Old man, you see my brother Tang Jiusheng, this time for the affairs of the Nangong family, the injury is not light, and he almost died, so you don't have any treasure to give him?"

Nangong Wuxin shook his head, reached out and touched the fat man's head, and said with a satisfied face: "You little fat man, you are still righteous, you have obtained good things, and you don't forget your brother! But he may not be able to look down on the things in the old man's arms, in this world, what martial arts treasure can be better than the Tianxuan Jue he is practicing now? Besides, he will have a greater opportunity in the future, and he doesn't need to worry about the old man at all!"

Nangong Wuxin frowned again, smacked his lips, and said with an embarrassed face: "Nangong Qifeng is not dead yet, he uses this Taiping Mountain as the furnace and himself as an elixir, so there is still one of his souls and one soul in this mountain, the old man has to find a way to collect his soul, otherwise his soul will be a demon and a demon in the future!"

Nangong Wuxin turned around again, facing the descendants and disciples of the Nangong family, and said loudly: "The old man is gone, you are all fine, if anyone dares to make the Nangong family miserable, the old man will come to take him in immediately!" After speaking, he disappeared suddenly.

Nangong Yubing took everyone present from the Nangong family and bowed down and said, "Unfilial descendants send off the ancestors!"

Seeing that Nangong had no intention of leaving, the fat man asked with a smile: "Second brother Nangong, which generation of ancestors of your family is this ancestor of your family?"

Nangong Yubing replied: "His name is Nangong Wuxin, he should be my grandfather's grandfather, and he is indeed my ancestor!"

Tang Jiusheng breathed for a long time, and felt that his body was already much better, so he stood up. Tieton, who followed Shui Ruyue up the mountain to reinforce together, walked over silently, brought the broken Minglong knife and scabbard to Tang Jiusheng, presented them to Tang Jiusheng with both hands, and said with a look of regret: "Boss, your knife ......"

Tang Jiusheng took the Minglong knife that was broken into three, his heart was a little sour, this knife had only been with him for a few months, and he had saved himself many times, and he had also saved Shui Ruyue once, and this time he had killed the old devil. It's a pity that there is no longer a dragon knife in the rivers and lakes. Tang Jiusheng felt infinite emotion in his heart, he really didn't expect that he would be the last Roaring Dragon Sword Master.

Shui Ruyue was also very sad, and reached out to take the Minglong scabbard from Tieton's hand, but when the Minglong scabbard reached Shui Ruyue's hand, it turned into ashes with the wind, the knife was gone, and the scabbard also self-destructed. Shui Ruyue sighed, "The knife does not leave the sheath, the sheath does not leave the knife, the knife is still like this, how can a person be worthy!" Shui Ruyue was sighing, but Tang Jiusheng sighed on the side, it turned out that after the Minglong scabbard turned into ashes, a golden leaf fell from the ashes.

Tang Jiusheng picked up the gold leaf, only to see that there were ten seal characters on the gold leaf: Minglong is not really dead, and the proud sword should be reappeared. Tang Jiusheng took the gold leaf and looked at it over and over again for a long time, only these ten words, Tang Jiusheng was puzzled.

Tang Jiusheng was puzzled, and suddenly a lightning light crossed in the air, and a four-foot-long sword with red light fell in front of Tang Jiusheng, inserted on the bluestone ground of Dengxiantai, and stood without falling. Tang Jiusheng was very surprised to lift the sword in front of him, and said softly: "Seven Feelings Sword, aren't you hiding it in the carriage?" Tang Jiusheng traveled this time, and most of the time the Seven Feelings Sword was hidden in the secret groove of the carriage.

The broken Minglong Sword flashed with a burst of golden light, the golden light broke away from the Minglong Knife, and circled around the Seven Feelings Sword in Tang Jiusheng's hand a few times, and it was quietly hidden in the Seven Feelings Sword, the sword body of the Seven Feelings Sword immediately turned from red to orange, and the sword body suddenly overflowed with orange light, and the onlookers were all amazed, and Tang Jiusheng was also extremely surprised.

The fat man suddenly remembered one thing, and asked Nangong Yubing brothers and Tang Jiusheng, "Oh, I remembered an incident, that bull nose who rode six different things took Nangong Qifeng's corpse away, and when he left, he also said, 'Finally collected the first material!' This bull nose made a corpse as a material, what does he want to do?"

Nangong Xuehong said with a smile: "Hasn't the old thief been making some kind of Ding furnace, that Taoist priest is a practitioner, presumably he used his corpse to refine the pill?"

Nangong Yubing said: "Alas, why do you want to do so much, since he can take out the elixir to save Brother Tang, most of them are friends rather than enemies." Besides, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided, so why don't you care so much! Let's go, go down the mountain!"

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