Jiangbei Wu family.

Covering a vast area of continuous courtyards, pavilions and pavilions with carved beams and paintings, it is a plain piece as far as the eye can see.

One of the largest compounds.

In the mourning hall, a coffin made of fine sandalwood is parked.

The face of the corpse in the coffin showed a dead gray color, and the expression was calm, and he was dressed in a gorgeous robe.

An old man with a tall figure, not angry and arrogant, with frosty white temples, looked at the corpse in the coffin, his expression was sad, and there were tears in his eyes.

Wu Hong, the head of the Wu family who has been in the world for many years, looked at the corpse of the third son in the coffin and felt that he had never been so weak and powerless.

thought that this time the whale swallowing method spread to Ning Guo was an opportunity for their Wu family, but instead of thinking about it, he didn't get it, but instead he took the life of his third son.

The eldest son and the eldest daughter worshiped the immortal concept, and stayed away from the red dust and asked to cultivate immortals, it is impossible to marry and have children like mortals.

The third son, Wu Fengzhi, was the last person in his Wu family who could inherit the incense, and now he is also dead.

It is very likely that their Wu family will be cut off from the incense!

Wu Hong wanted to avenge his third son with his own hands, but he was powerless.

A long time ago, his strength was surpassed by the third son.

Even the third son is not the enemy of the opponent, let alone him.

The only way to pin your trust on others is to help him avenge this!

The eldest son and eldest daughter have been worshiping the immortal gate for many years, and they have already officially entered the path of cultivation.

If either of the two goes down the mountain, it will not be difficult to avenge this sea of blood.

It's just that Ning Guo is far away from the Fuyun Temple that the two of them worshipped, and even if they send someone to send the letter quickly, it will take at least a few months.

Wu Hong's eyes were red, and his hands holding the coffin clenched hard!

He couldn't wait that long.

Waiting for a day is torment.

He wants to avenge his son immediately!

If it were possible, he didn't even want his son's killer to live another life in the world!

Phew!

There was a sound of eagles chirping in the sky.

Wu Hong wiped away his tears silently, turned his head to look, the sad look on his face quickly faded, and then a cold color appeared, and a strong power rose up in his body.

He retreated left and right, leaving only himself alone in the mourning hall, just because he didn't want the servants in the house to see his weak state of sadness and tears.

Now let alone let outsiders find out that he is sad and powerless.

A lifelike giant paper eagle landed in the courtyard.

On the back of the eagle sat an old man in a gray robe with goosebumps.

"Old man, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Wu Hong's expression was cold, he looked outside the house, and said loudly.

The old man stood up unhurriedly, stepped on the outstretched wings of the paper eagle, and walked to the ground.

The paper eagle is made of folded paper, but it is like a living creature, and its body is extremely hard, not only can it carry people to fly in the sky, but its wings are stepped on without the slightest bending.

"The head of the Wu family mourns. ”

"The old man received the news from the head of the Wu family, and he didn't stop for a while, and hurried all the way. ”

The old man bowed his head slightly, and said in an old voice.

With that, he turned his head and stretched out his palm.

The paper eagle, which was more than a man tall and had a wingspan of several feet, shrunk to a few inches in size and fell into his palm.

After falling into the hands of the old man, the paper eagle seemed to have lost its life, almost no different from the ordinary paper eagle folded from paper, at most it was more refined.

The old man put the paper eagle back into a cloth bag tied around his waist.

He stepped into the mourning hall.

In order to show the number of gifts, first to Wu Fengzhi's tablet, put on three incense sticks, a simple worship.

No matter what the old man said, he is also a cultivator who has officially embarked on the path of cultivation and has mana.

Whether it is Wu Hong, who is not much more powerful than mortals, or Wu Fengzhi, who is already dead and lying in the coffin, and is still one step away from building the foundation, it stands to reason that he is not worthy of such solemn courtesy.

In fact, it was not these two people who were solemnly courteous, but the other two people behind the Wu family who worshiped one of the seventy-two blessed places, Fuyun Temple.

The so-called head of the Wu family, one of the top forces in the rivers and lakes of Ningguo, was just a mortal who could be killed at will.

But he was just lucky enough to get the Method's loose cultivation, and in the eyes of those two Fuyunguan disciples who worshiped under the Immortal Gate, he was probably even more of an ant that could be pinched to death at will.

Although cultivators often have to stay away from the red dust after setting foot on cultivation, especially the great Taoist sect of Fuyunguan, they pay more attention to this, requiring them to cut off everything in the world and concentrate on cultivation.

But the two of the Wu family have only been in the floating cloud temple for only one or two decades, and the relatives they know are all alive, and it is estimated that they have not yet reached the point where they can cut off the world.

I heard that even if they were thousands of miles away, those two disciples of the Floating Cloud Temple still wrote letters to the Wu family from time to time, and even sent someone to send back a good foundation building method and longevity elixir, which is the best proof!

As long as the Wu family still has contact with them, he can't help but treat them carefully.

"You may be seated. ”

Wu Hong stretched out his hand and motioned to the paper old man.

After the news came out that he worshiped his eldest son and eldest daughter into the immortal gate.

There are many strange people and strange people who come to visit in the field, hoping to make friends with the Wu family.

The paper old man in front of him was one of them, and he was the most powerful of those people.

The other strange people are polite to him, or they are all very jealous and afraid, which shows his strength.

I heard that a long time ago, he had successfully built a foundation, successfully cultivated mana, and had a strange spell to turn a paper beast into a driving force!

"I invited Your Excellency here this time to ask you to avenge the dog. ”

After the paper old man sat down, Wu Hong arched his hand and went straight to the point.

"The strength of the murderer who killed the third prince at his feet, I already know it in the letter sent by the head of the Wu family. ”

The old man frowned, looking embarrassed.

"The third prince is only one step away from completing the foundation building.

In addition to the factor of underestimating the enemy, the third prince could be defeated without resistance, and that person's strength far exceeded that of Zhuji.

Even the old man didn't have much confidence that he would be able to win.

Especially since his whole strength is above the physical body, if he gets close, the old man is probably in danger of dying......"

The words were full of embarrassment, and at the end he sighed.

He had a lot of dealings with the paper old man before, and Wu Hong naturally knew what the paper old man's character was.

This person is stingy, cunning and greedy, and this is just a matter of listening.

If he is close, he is also in danger of dying.

The premise is that the other party must also get close to him first.

All he had to do was fly in the air on a paper eagle and let down a few paper beasts to attack.

The other party can't fly, how can he get close.

When the old man said this, he was just thinking about his elixir.

"I will not let Your Excellency run away at risk. ”

Wu Hong looked serious, and took out a palm-sized jade box from his arms.

The jade box is carved from flawless jade.

The box alone is worth a lot of money, and it goes without saying how precious the contents are.

The old man looked at the jade box, his eyes were hot, his breathing became short, and his voice was dry.

"It's ......"

Wu Hong opened the jade box, and a faint scent of herbs and trees wafted out of the box first.

When the old man smelled the fragrance of the medicine, he suddenly felt refreshed, as if he was a few years younger.

"You can't be wrong, the rumors are true. ”

The paper old man looked at the contents of the box, trying to suppress his inner excitement and not let his emotions seem too obvious.