A crack opened in the center of the palace out of thin air, like opening a vent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The sudden wind blew out half of the lights in the Heavy Nine Palaces, causing the surrounding light to dim instantly.

Mursh suddenly turned around, and saw an old man in ragged clothes sitting on the central throne.

The old man's eyes were no longer human eyes, his demonic eyes were shining blue in the dimness, and his almond-shaped pupils were shrinking one by one, like a ferocious python, after three days and three nights of hunger.

"Who dares to sit on the throne of the sect leader?" Mursh asked in a loud voice.

The old man did not move, and only two words came out of his mouth:

"Jiang Xuan!"

The two words are like two thunderbolts, which make the whole house shake!

Huangmei Daoren is not a rare and strange person, and he is not easy to be shocked, but when he heard this name, he almost stopped breathing!

Su Ji asked inophinctly, "Jiang Xuan, who is it?"

Li Rumei glanced at Su Ji, covered her mouth and smiled.

Huangmei Daoren reluctantly squeezed out a wry smile and patiently explained:

"Since the pavilion master has come to Shen Kingdom, he should know this name. Jiang Xuan is the lord of the country!"

"He's an old beggar?"

As he spoke, Su Ji took a closer look and found that the old man was somewhat similar to the old beggar he met for the first time in Tongtian Temple, with only skin and bones left all over his body, like a starving ghost.

It is not the first time that Jiang Xuan has such an abrupt style today. When he pretended to be a beggar in the Qingling Temple ten years ago, he also secretly hid his identity and acted strangely and mysteriously, I don't know what he was thinking all day long.

In any case, Jiang Xuan's appearance proved that Su Ji's conjecture was not wrong, and the Shadow Lantern with the changed wick could really bring people back to life. This made Su Ji's stone in his heart temporarily put down, and finally lived up to the dead flower tumor.

At this time, although everyone looked at Jiang Xuan with surprised eyes, no one came out to identify him. It can be seen that everyone was just shocked by this name, and Su Ji was far from the only one who didn't recognize him.

After a while, Jiang Ying was the first to recognize his father, and he deserved to be his father Mo Ruozi. But he judged not by his appearance, but by his shadow.

He found that the shadow under Jiang Xuan's light was very faint, which showed that he was cultivating "upright without shadow", recovering his own Xuanqing Qi, and even if he stood under the sun at the end of cultivation, there would be no projection. At first glance, a monk at this stage looks no different from an ordinary person who has not cultivated, but in fact, the Xuanqing Qi in his body has been controlled and hidden.

However, those who have cultivated to this point are at least the monks of the Xuanqing Eight Realms, and their yang longevity has increased to at least one thousand years old.

Today, only the three descendants of Jiang Taigong in the world can achieve such cultivation, and only Jiang Xuan is the only one who cultivates the method of intercepting teachings.

Jiang Ying was puzzled, remembering that his father was a cultivator of the Xuanqing Seven Realms before leaving, and it was absolutely impossible to break through a realm in just over ten years. Although I don't know what method my father used, the appearance of this powerful backing still made him ecstatic as a son, and he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed:

"Erchen, welcome the sect leader back to the court!"

Jiang Ying said, and the elders and family members on the same side also bowed one after another.

Jiang Xuan looked at his son and said slowly: "Ying'er, it's a shame that you recognize him as your father, otherwise I don't know how many years and months these people will have to fight." ”

This is clearly for Mo Shu, and the implication is that since he has come back, he does not have to choose the sect master.

However, Mo Shu disagreed, stepped forward, and arched his hand:

"Forgive the old man's clumsiness, Your Excellency's appearance and Sect Master Jiang are like two people. If you are really the Jiang Sect Master, please show the Creation Jade to prove your true body!"

Jiang Xuanyou didn't say anything, he only stretched out a withered hand to his son. This was obviously signaling his son to hand over the jade, but Jiang Ying showed a blank expression and said:

"Isn't the Jade of Creation in the Requireon Hall with his father?"

As he spoke, he looked at the little carp on the side in astonishment. Jiang Xuan, who was sitting on the main seat, frowned slightly, and slowly looked at the tall and thin little eunuch.

The little carp was stunned by this cold look, and his heart was like numbness.

Su Ji suddenly realized that the empty wooden box in the Anling Hall was filled with the Creation Jade, but it was obviously taken away before he went! This made him feel a sense of foreboding.

Everyone looked at each other and looked at each other.

Jiang Ying took a step forward, his eyes were like a sword, and he asked in a hoarse voice:

"Who has been to the Requireon today?"

The little carp was so shocked that he took a step back, sweat soaked from his forehead, wiped a few handfuls of his clothes, and muttered:

"The slave only saw Grandpa Bai go in. The Shen Hou Mansion is full of organs, and the box containing the jade is equipped with deadly ingenuity. Bai Gonggong is most familiar with Shenhou Mansion, he must have stolen it!"

When he heard the words "Bai Gonggong", Mo Shu's body shook inexplicably, and his hands clenched into fists angrily, saying:

"Gonggong Bai is Shen Hou's courtier, he must be guarding and stealing from himself! Without the Creation Jade, even if Shen Hou is really here, he is not worthy of being the master of the sect!"

Su Ji couldn't help but shake his head, he knew that Bai Gonggong was seriously injured, and he couldn't protect himself, so it was impossible to steal the Creation Jade before him, presumably the thief was another person who was familiar with Shen Hou Mansion.

"Father-in-law Bai doesn't have such great ability!" it was the old cicada who spoke, and she said as she recalled: "I feel that someone is performing a nightmare technique in Shenhou Mansion during the day, which is a secret technique that only sect elders can do. The priests and elders who left the table drunk during the day are only Huangmei Dao people!"

Everyone was startled, and they all turned to the Huangmei Daoist.

When he heard the "Nightmare Technique", Mo Shu's eyes suddenly opened slightly, as if he wanted to say that he had the same feeling, but reading this sentence was not good for Huangmei Daoist, and the words came to his mouth and swallowed back.

Huang Mei Dao was afraid of carrying the black pot for others, so he waved the dust at the old cicada like a fly, and shouted:

"Old cat, you know that Poor Dao doesn't know how to do tricks! Don't want to spew blood!"

After that, he rolled his eyes, turned his head to Su Ji and said, "Poor Dao remembered! Didn't the Lord of the Spiral Spirit Pavilion stay outside the Anling Hall during the day? Did you see Gonggong Bai?"

Asked by this suddenly, Su Ji was instantly unexpected, and hesitated. Without waiting for him to answer, he listened to Jiang Xuan, who had been quietly watching from the main seat for a long time, and suddenly smiled inexplicably.

The laughter was like a rat gnawing on wood, giving you goosebumps when you heard it.

Hearing that laughter, Su Ji's face suddenly changed, and he slowly raised his head to stare at Jiang Xuan's face.

At the same time, the injured silver fox also reacted in the same way as Su Ji......

Jiang Xuan's body leaned forward slightly, as if he was smiling, and his green demon pupils approached Su Ji:

"Little drunkard, if the old man guesses correctly, you are the white father-in-law!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole house was shaken!

All eyes are on Su Ji!

Mo Shu was stunned: "You really have a blood contract with Jinlan?"

Su Ji didn't answer, he knew that Moshu asked like this, which meant that he had heard the silver fox talk about it, but he still couldn't believe this fact.

"Why bother!

As he spoke, Jiang Xuan's sleeves emitted a blood-red mist, emitting a strong fishy smell, making the entire palace permeated with a bloody aura.

The red mist grew deeper and deeper, gradually condensing into a black tongue of fire.

This process was not fast, Su Ji wanted to dodge, but his feet suddenly couldn't move, as if the intuition of his entire body had been taken away.

The black tongue of fire instantly burned the clothes on Su Ji's chest to ashes, exuding a smell of burning flesh, which made him squeak the roots of his teeth, and his body trembled and froze in place, like a stone statue tormented by fire.

At this time, the voice of the fox without any emotion came into the ears:

"Don't struggle, you can't get out of here alive with Miss Ben......"

The corners of Jiang Xuan's mouth flashed with a playful smile, and he said slowly:

"Little drunkard, it seems that your sister Jinlan is much more terrible than the old man......"

Su Ji hung his head in pain, the spasms of pain swept over his cheeks, the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth trembled, and he smiled bitterly, and said to the fox:

“...... And so you did...... Or will En take revenge......"

"You should have listened to Grandpa Bai at the beginning. Your kindness will only make you a pawn for my revenge!"

The cold words of the fox sister were more painful than the burning pain, so that his whole body was soaked in a sense of despair, and two words slowly spit out from his mouth:

"Revenge?" As he spoke, Su Ji smiled sadly: "The enemy is obviously close at hand, haven't you seen it yet?"

Everyone looked at each other one by one, not knowing who he was talking to, only to see his round eyes, staring closely at Jiang Xuan, who was sitting on the main seat, and shouted:

"Jiang Xuan is the underworld priest of the Qingling Realm!"