"Old Cai, since you said that Chen'er's martial arts have been practiced to such a level, I don't know how big a gap there will be between you and him?"

After being silent for a long time, Jiang Tianxing slowly asked.

He knew that the Steward Cai beside him was also a top master when he was young.

Although he is old now, he can still fight more than a dozen young and strong nursing homes by himself, and he will not fall behind at all.

"It's incomparable, it's not comparable at all. Even when I was young, my martial arts only touched the threshold of dark energy slightly. And Young Master Chen is now a genuine Transformation Realm Half-Immortal, and he is also the most powerful kind in the Transformation Realm. Don't talk about me, even if my master comes, he can only hold a dozen breaths under him at most. ”

Steward Cai waved his hand again and again, with a look of admiration.

Now that he thinks of Jiang Chen's amazing martial arts during the day, he still feels extremely awe-inspired, and naturally knows that the other party was definitely merciful to his subordinates at that time.

In fact, when he was young, he also joined the Jianghu sect.

The Zhenling faction where he belongs uses the ancient dragon point and feng shui techniques to enter the martial arts, which is quite in line with the natural avenue of heaven and earth. Among the mountains along the rivers and mountains in the south of the Yangtze River, it is one of the more famous factions and is the leader of the Xiangtan area.

When he was in his sect back then, he had also seen some powerful Transformation Realm seniors.

However, he was convinced that even if those characters came, they would never be Jiang Chen's opponents.

"Well, it seems that Chen'er's martial arts have been practiced to this extent, but I ignore him too much. Jiang Tianxing's face was gloomy, and he muttered: "Since this is the case, we have no other way now, but after all, Chen'er is still the bloodline of my Jiang family, and we must find his whereabouts at all costs and ease the relationship with him." If there is such a master sitting in my Jiang Mansion, the fortune of my Jiang family can also be raised to a higher level, and many troubles on the rivers and lakes can be avoided. ”

Jiang Tianxing pondered for a moment, and he had already made up his mind.

As the head of the largest family in a city, he also knows some of the secrets in the rivers and lakes. Naturally, I know that if there is such a big man in the family, it will bring a lot of subtle benefits.

"Master, you're crazy! He's the murderer who injured Lin'er!"

Mrs. Wei on the side changed color and screamed loudly like crazy.

She couldn't believe that the seemingly huge and noble Jiang Mansion was helpless in the face of Jiang Chen, a rebellious son, at this moment. And take the initiative to reconcile with him.

"Don't get excited, Madame. In fact, with the cultivation level of the second young master, if you want to heal the eldest young master's injury, it is just a change of mind. If it is completely stiff, it is really irreparable. ”

Seeing this, Steward Cai lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, and slowly persuaded on the side......

Time flies, and in an instant, day and night change.

In the past few days, Zhao Yu'an walked among the Daning government and the opposition, and even the army, lobbying everywhere to win over forces.

The Wudang Taihe Gate, where she is located, was known as the supreme martial arts in the south as early as a thousand years ago.

South Wudang, North Shaolin, the status is as unshakable as Mount Tai Beidou.

In such a sect, I don't know how many big people have been cultivated, and they are all embedded in the court army, which can be said to be hand and eye.

As a result, with Changsha City as the center and within a radius of 200 miles, a large net composed of military, political, and Jianghu martial arts has gradually opened, waiting for the hidden fish to take the bait.

At the same time, in Qingquan's residence, Jiang Chen never stepped out of the door.

His cultivation lasted for three days and nights.

For three days and three nights, meditate, practice, practice, meditate, and carry qi and blood.

If he hadn't had this spirit of concentration, he wouldn't have been able to cultivate to his current state at the age of twenty.

Jiang Chen never sleeped, like a god who would never get tired, but from time to time he poured out a few pills from the pill bottle given by Zhao Yu'an to take them, or drank some water from the servants to nourish his body and restore his strength.

Stepping into the Transformation Realm, his physical strength was almost endless, more than several times higher than before, and he could enter a deep sleep state at any time. Taking a nap for half an hour a day can be worth five hours of sleep for ordinary people.

And during this period of time, Jiang Chen gradually felt that he had stronger and stronger control over many subtleties in his body.

Moreover, his energy has become extremely abundant, and his strength has increased a lot compared to before, from the power of ten horses when he first stepped into the transformation realm, it has rapidly increased to the level of twelve or thirteen horses.

Jiang Chen exerted his strength slightly, and there was a movement of flesh agitation from his waist and tail vertebrae, as if there was wind and thunder in it.

He knew in his heart that this was the power of the meridians, and he was only one step away from opening up the other two belt veins and the chong veins in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Until the early morning of the third day, when the sun was rising, Zhang Heyun hurriedly walked in from outside the door: "Jiang Chen, there is an old man outside who came to look for you, claiming to be the housekeeper of your Jiang Mansion, and saying that there is a big thing in your Jiang Mansion. ”

"Steward Cai?" Jiang Chen's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he stopped cultivating: "I'll go out and have a look." ”

As soon as he moved, he left the inner courtyard and reached the reception hall.

At this moment, an old man in a soap robe was sitting on a sandalwood chair in the room with a nervous expression, and after seeing him appear from outside the house, his face finally showed a look of surprise:

"Second Young Master, you are finally here, go and save our Jiang Mansion, Jiang Mansion is in a huge crisis!"

The old man sitting in the hall was none other than Steward Cai who shot at Jiang Chen in the Jiang Mansion that day.

But now, he has already changed to a respectful attitude, and when facing Jiang Chen, he even has a kind of pilgrimage piety.

As soon as Steward Cai saw him appear, he hurriedly got up and stepped forward with a begging look, and couldn't help but kneel down.

"What's going on?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and raised his arm slightly, as vigorously as Mount Tai holding the sky, making the other party's body unable to kneel, and then asked a little strangely.

Seeing Steward Cai's anxious and flustered expression, it didn't seem to be a fake, and he also felt a little suspicious.

He couldn't imagine that in Changsha City, there were still any forces that could threaten Jiangfu?

"Second young master, it's the Yin of Changsha Mansion! There is a traitorous villain in the imperial court, who actually accepted a bribe from Xiyi, and wants to force my Jiang family to hand over seventy percent of the Fang City in the city!"

Steward Cai said angrily in a deep voice, with a look of disgruntle on his face.

Then, he turned to look at Jiang Chen beggingly: "Young Master Chen, in fact, since you left that day, the master has already regretted it at night. If you have a way to help us resolve this crisis, in the future Jiang Mansion, you will be a patriarch, with a greater right to speak and a more honorable position than the eldest young master!"