Xu Nuo only left at night, after all, the movement outside just now was really big, and the battle of monks and Tianwei, which ordinary mortals might never see, all appeared during this time, and when the big golden hand appeared in the sky above Shengzhou, some people even knelt down, thinking that it was the power of immortals, and it really prevented Tianwei from descending to destroy Shengzhou.

But these are ordinary people's knowledge, and just when the big golden hand manifested from the talisman, a sturdy man opened his eyes from the jade platform where he was sitting, this tall middle-aged man was no longer calm, and a vast spiritual power burst out from him with excitement but was suppressed, as if it was hidden.

"Sigil ....."

He whispered and pressed his spiritual power back, and at the same time stood up and walked down the jade platform, and at the moment of stepping off the jade platform, his originally strong body began to contract, and a series of friction sounds came from the bone joints, when the sound of the card rubbing passed, he had changed from a middle-aged man to a thin and vicissitudes of life, and the wrinkles on his face and the silver filaments on his head all showed an ordinary old state.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a young maid came in to change into a loose official robe for him, they seemed to be used to seeing it, and what was more interesting was that these maids all had a spiritual power on their bodies, which was not strong but extremely obscure, unlike many cultivators who showed their own spiritual power, these maids looked very ordinary here, without any momentum and posture like a monk.

"If you have time these days, go out and check the origin of the sigil..... If you have any information, let me know, remember that the strength of the talisman master must be stronger than yours, and you must not act rashly. ”

The man said so, his expression had returned to his previous indifference, but the maids present were all shocked, they knew very well how tricky this old man looked at his methods, and in the same way, there were only two things that he had really participated in in the past few years, and these things he interfered in were not very widespread in the cultivation world, but they still attracted some big people to take action for this.

One is the Shanhai Pavilion seven years ago, and the other is the Sea Beast incident that appeared not long ago.

Among them, the sea beast incident did not get anything because of the sudden intervention of the Southern Dipper Star Ancestor, but the Shanhai Pavilion seven years ago underwent a series of changes under his hands, some big people were repulsed, and there were also masters who shed blood, and the biggest creation was easily obtained by him, but this creation was not simple, his body actually began to change under the influence of this creation!

"I don't grow old, because I'm going to do it again!"

He whispered to himself, as if to confirm his words, and the spiritual light in this room was converging, flickering between his eyes, like spiritual veins in ashes, showing grandeur.

"Adults can't control it again·····"

The maids quietly withdrew, and the oppression here suddenly became a little terrifying, that was the suppression of the range of spiritual power and divine soul, and at this time, the old man had no intention of letting go, just like a piece of land appeared out of thin air, suppressing all aspects of everyone's strength.

"Adults have not been able to control their power twice today, this is not the style of adults·····"

"Then maybe this matter is really very important to adults, maybe it is the hope of adults to reappear!"

Someone said so, it was a charming woman, who seemed the most calm under the pressure at this time, and there was a spiritual disc around her body to resist.

"What can we do····· It's just to find the talisman for adults, and it's just to find a possible reproduction for adults····· Introduction. ”

The delicate woman's voice was very soft, and she could feel her adult gradually calming down from the more relaxed suppression, but at this time, it seemed to others that this gorgeous woman's eyes contained unspeakable emotions, and even the corners of her mouth and face began to distort, looking weird and hideous.

"Sister Qing, you ·····"

The other maids on the side felt the state of the charming woman at this time and hurriedly reminded them, but before they finished speaking, they saw that the old man who had calmed down had woken up and walked over quickly and stood in front of the charming woman.

"Aqing, you're like this again·····"

The old man's hand trembled a little, and he slowly pressed his hand on the shoulder of the woman in front of him, but he couldn't say anything, just looked at her reproachfully and sighed.

"I'm just a little excited, but Aqing, you weren't like this, you were originally very sunny·····

"Everyone has changed, my lord, you weren't like this before, but it's okay if you're like this. ”

Yu Jianqing interrupted the old man's words with a smile, she looked at the vicissitudes of life on her shoulder and continued.

"Please rest assured, sir····· I was just excited just now, after all, that talisman is good for you, isn't it? ”

The old man's hands were still trembling, and the smile of the woman in front of him was still bright in her eyes, but it was just a simple smile, as if there was no emotion.

"Aqing, you didn't call me an adult·····

He smiled bitterly and let go of his hand, and Yu Jianqing didn't stay long, just left with the maids, and didn't look back at the standing figure.

It was quiet again.

"Who the hell are you, old man?"

Jiang Wuming played with the dry pen in his hand, and there was the old man Jiang sitting opposite him, different from Jiang Wuming's serious face, the old man didn't care, as if the big golden hand before did not appear under his pen.

"I'm your son. ”

"Confess, be lenient, resist strictly!"

Jiang Wuming was furious when he heard the reply, isn't this teasing him, it is simply telling the truth in changing the topic.

But this fact doesn't seem to be of any use.

"I'm the Jiang family····· How many generations are coming?"

Old Man Jiang continued to pretend to be stupid, and his whole person exuded the temperament of an old fox.

Jiang Wuming was helpless, he knew the temperament of Old Man Jiang, and knew that he couldn't ask anything if he asked like this, so he quietly raised a teapot that he found out of nowhere.

"This purple clay pot is famous all over the world, and what about this one····· It's even more boutique. ”

"I heard the ancients say that broken is a kind of beauty, and this purple clay pot itself is a work of art, if it is created by me, it should also have the so-called broken beauty, do you say it is ·····"

Jiang Wuming said as he spoke, the purple clay pot in his hand was already spinning and circulating, as if he could fall to the ground as long as he let go a little and become Jiang Wuming's so-called broken beauty.

"When did you kid steal Lao Tzu's precious purple clay pot!"

Old man Jiang is not calm, this purple clay pot is a treasure in his collection, made by a famous artist, the value is not cheap, and it has more profound significance, it is a rare masterpiece.

"You put down the purple clay pot for Lao Tzu first, we have something to say, you see I brought you up with a handful of and urine since I was a child, brought you up and taught you to paint, and now I kidnapped my old friend's daughter to you as a daughter-in-law, uh····· You see how beautiful the girl is, but I remember the look in your eyes at the time, after saying so much, do you think that this horse belongs to you, do you think that Lao Tzu is very good to you, huh?"

Old Man Jiang was a little moved when he said that he was emotional, so he secretly looked at Jiang Wuming, but he was shocked at a glance, and even his head was a little dizzy.

Seeing that Jiang Wuming was not only unmoved at this time, but also increased his actions to make the purple clay pot fly up and down in his hand, indifferently as if this purple clay pot was just an ordinary kettle.

Jiang Wuming raised his eyes to look at him, his gestures were chic and natural, and he showed an elegant smile like a scholar.

"Lao Tzu said! Lao Tzu said! Don't break Lao Tzu's precious purple clay pot!"