Chapter 8: Zhong Jinlong
"What, Kui'er was seriously injured in the ring and lost to a concubine?" In the backyard of a certain mountain of the Zhong family, a white-faced old man who was reading a book in the house suddenly threw the scroll in his hand to the ground, and asked with a sinking face.
"Yes, father, I also just learned that Kui Di concealed this matter before the competition, and I was studying a spell at that time, otherwise I wouldn't have hurt him if I was there to take care of him during the competition. In front of the old man, a young man with a slender figure and an elegant face replied helplessly.
"Hmph, your brother is a piece of shit. How is the injury, if you don't die, let him go to the retreat room for me to practice well for two years, and if I don't advance to the foundation building perfection for a day, I won't be allowed to leave the customs for a day!"
"I heard from the pharmacist in the clan that although Kui Di was seriously injured, and even because of the special secret technique in the house, there was a possibility of disfigurement, but it did not affect his future cultivation. When he recovers, I will personally send him to retreat. The young man replied calmly.
"Well, I'm naturally relieved that you're doing things. What is the disfigurement of the man, besides, if he can form a golden pill in the future, he can be restored to the same as before. But our family is also very important in the clan, even if your brother is not in a thousand ways, he can't let a concubine be bullied like this. You find a chance to abolish the guy who hurt your brother, and let all the children of the concubine know that the Zhong family's sister-in-law is not allowed to be insulted. The white-faced old man nodded first, and then commanded in a cold voice.
"Yes, father, I will arrange this matter, and I will not let outsiders know that it is our hand. The slender young man agreed.
"Jin Long, your brother is not very competitive, and I am not too young, even though I am an elder in the clan, I don't have much actual power in my hands. But you are different, you have just turned twenty, and you are already one of the three sons of the clan, and if it weren't for the condensation of the top-grade Jindan, you would have had the opportunity to step into the Jindan period two years earlier. Therefore, your goal in the future is by no means just an ordinary elder in the clan, but to condense the Yuan Ying to become the patriarch, and even advance to the Mahayana, and finally ascend to the legendary immortal realm. The white-faced old man looked at the young man in front of him, full of relief.
"Father, even if our Zhong family is an immortal family, there are only a hundred elders in Jindan, and there are only five Yuanying powerhouses including the patriarch, and there is only one great elder in the Mahayana period, which shows the difficulty of cultivation after building the foundation. However, the more so, the more important the accumulation of the foundation building period is, and only after laying a good foundation, the road ahead can be better. Father doesn't need to worry, among the new generation of disciples in the entire clan, only one of the three sons is in my eyes. As for Evian, although her innate qualifications are not bad, she is a daughter's family after all, and she will be thrown away by me after marrying Dan. The slender young man said confidently.
"That's a good point, but as far as I know, your biggest rival, Zhong Daotian, has been in retreat for a whole year. If I'm not mistaken, this kid had already built a perfect foundation before his retreat, and now he has been in retreat for so long, is he practicing some powerful spell. After the white-faced old man showed an approving expression, he frowned again and said.
"It's very likely, that place should be coming soon, Zhong Daotian should be like me, he has been pressing the cultivation to never condense the golden pill, and he is also waiting for that place to open. The young man said thoughtfully.
"That place, counting the time, it is indeed about the same, but it is ...... dangerous" The white-faced old man groaned when he heard the young man say this, and there was a vague look of joy and sorrow.
At the same time, in a simple stone house of the Zhong family, Zhong Shen looked at the handsome young man on the bed with his eyes closed and one shoulder wrapped in a thick white veil, and his brows were furrowed.
"Brother Shen, what can I do about this, after the third child cast the Blood Burning Dafa, he urged the secret technique several times in a row to meet the enemy, even if the pharmacist had already used the elixir, the essence and blood in the body were not enough to support the severed limb to reconnect. If this continues, as long as it is delayed for two or three months, I am afraid that this arm will really be abolished. Next to him, Zhong Tu whispered with anxiety on his face, looking like he was afraid of waking up the handsome young man.
"Didn't Pharmacist Wu say that if you want to keep this arm of the third brother, only a spiritual object with more than five hundred years of blood ginseng and blood can be used. There is little chance of other things, only the blood lipid pill is within the clan. Zhong Shen looked at the handsome young man who was unconscious as soon as he came back, and said slowly.
"But the Blood Lipid Pill is extremely rare even within the clan, unless you make a great contribution or buy it directly with the sky-high price of spirit jade, how can the elders of the clan agree to give it to the third brother to heal. ”
"The matter of blood lipid pills and other elixirs, I will think of a way, and I will never let the third brother really become disabled. And more than this, I am more worried about the matter on Zhong Jinkui's side. Zhong Shen said solemnly.
"Zhong Jinkui, you mean his brother Zhong Jinlong. But life and death are conceited of life and death, even if he is one of the three sons, what can he do. Zhong Tu suddenly asked.
"Hehe, you're thinking too simply, on the surface, the third brother is naturally right, but if Zhong Jinlong really wants to find trouble with the third brother, it is not an easy matter. Have you forgotten that their father is an elder in the clan, it is very possible to arrange a dangerous errand for the third brother at that time, or deliberately deduct some cultivation resources, or even find someone to challenge the third brother again in the battle of life and death. Zhong Shen said hesitantly.
"How is it good that their family would do such a despicable thing!Brother Shen, do you have any good way?" Zhong Tu was shocked when he heard this.
This time, Zhong Shen's face was cloudy, and he didn't answer anything directly.
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Tiannan, Qiongyao Lake stretches for hundreds of miles, and the central area of the lake is bottomless, known as the first lake in Tiannan.
Somewhere in this lake, more than a dozen small boats are shuttling on the picturesque lake, and the fishermen on the lake from time to time cast their nets and pull them up with great difficulty, and from time to time there is the sound of laughter with great harvest.
Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the sky not far away, a pointed wooden boat with a turquoise body breaking through the air, and a few miles behind, a dozen two-headed monster birds screamed and chased after each other.
There were five or six men in silver brocade robes standing faintly on the wooden boat, and one man in black was riding on each of the strange birds. The two sides cursed in the air, and from time to time, various spells such as fireballs and ice picks hit each other......
In the blink of an eye, a group of people came to the top of the fishing boat, and no one looked at the mortals below.
"It's not good, it's the immortal master who is fighting, everyone is hiding in the cabin, and no one is allowed to come out. "On a small boat, one of the oldest old men saw the situation in the sky, his face changed greatly, and he immediately shouted at the others.
When the fishermen heard this, they threw away their nets and ran into the cabin like frightened animals.
And with the speed of wooden boats and strange birds, I am afraid that in the blink of an eye, they will speed over these fishing boats.
At this moment, there was a sudden thunderbolt in the sky, and the sky higher suddenly blurred and hazy, and the distorted folds of the void rag appeared, and the few strange birds behind couldn't dodge, and the moment they screamed miserably, they turned into a cloud of blood mist and burst open in the void fluctuations.
The others who were fighting were shocked, and both the boats and other strange birds stopped and fled into the distance.
With a loud "boom", a black shadow suddenly lit up in the twisted void, swelled and grew in a slick and turn, and turned into a huge black vortex in the blink of an eye.
There was a faint sound of continuous muffled thunder, and silver arcs of lightning loomed in the whirlpool in the center, as if the sky was about to collapse.
"What is this, is it a demon?" muttered a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy on the wooden boat, dumbfounded.
"How can ordinary demons have such the ability to directly shatter the void, in my opinion, it looks like some kind of treasure or secret realm in the world. The other oldest middle-aged man looked at the situation in the black whirlpool and said with a solemn face.
"Treasure! Secret Realm!" Several other people on the wooden boat heard this, and their hearts were moved.
The immortal cultivators of the other force on those strange birds obviously thought of something, and they also pointed at the black vortex, a little excited.
At this moment, a strong wave suddenly swept in the black vortex, and a huge phantom of a black palace emerged from it.
At first, only a small part was revealed and was indistinct, but after a few moments, it gradually became real and the palace gate could be seen clearly.
The gate of this black palace looks to be more than ten zhang high, and the surface is uneven, and there are countless gray-white faces looming on it, which makes people feel chills in their hearts.