Dong Shijie woke up at this time, and the twelve nanmu pillars under his feet were a protective formation, and the dragon eyes on the pillars were inlaid with spirit stones to support the protective cover.

It's a pity that this is only a low-level defensive array, which can only resolve part of the strength, and the formation is not the Dong family's strength.

A gust of wind swept past him, and the exposed skin was cut by the qi and painful, and the magic weapon silver spear was definitely issued by the top master of the Great Perfection of Qi Training, but fortunately it was not forcibly grasped.

"Boom!"

The wrist-thin silver spear roared through the circle and plunged straight into the marble floor of the ground, instantly filling the ground with cobweb-like cracks.

The dancing girls around the silver spear were frightened, and there was a burst of exclamation, and the musician also fell to the ground and shivered.

However, the eyes of more than a dozen teenagers during the banquet were shining, as if they had found something interesting, and they all wanted to go up to see this silver spear flying from the sky, but they were scolded by the elders around them.

Even Dong Wan'er, who was beside her grandfather, was excited, and if it hadn't been for Grandma Tai to stop her, she would have rushed forward.

"There is a letter on it", and the sharp-eyed people found the letter rolled up at the end of the silver gun.

Dong Shijie took down the letter in a flash, pulled it out with his hand, the silver spear did not move at all, it seemed to be imprisoned on the ground, and his face couldn't help but blush, the eighth layer of qi training is still far from the Great Perfection.

Seeing this, the old patriarch Dong Zhihai made a mistake at his feet, and was already standing on the side of the silver spear, holding the silver spear with both hands and pulling it out hard, and shouted in his mouth: "Get up"

With a "poof", the silver spear was pulled out of the ground, disappeared in his hand, and gave away a magic weapon, which showed the arrogance of the other party.

The old patriarch arched his hand and said: "Relatives and friends, everyone is frightened, on behalf of the Dong family, I will compensate you for it, and the birthday banquet will continue."

glanced at the trembling musician and dancer, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the music and dance started again in an instant.

"Follow me"

Dong Shijie followed behind the third uncle, the old patriarch Dong Zhihai, and came all the way to the study, the inheritance of the head of the Dong family is not father and son, nor brothers, but the cultivation of temperament.

Looking up and down the letter in his hand, Dong Shijie's handsome face was slightly distorted.

"Shijie, what is written in the letter?"

"The battle book of Xuan Xuanzi, the head of the Wolong Sect, doesn't this take my Dong family in his eyes!"

The old patriarch grabbed the letter and looked at it, his nose suddenly became crooked, and the letter wrote: "The Dong family has occupied the spiritual vein for two hundred years, and the feng shui takes turns, and now it is time for the Wolong Sect to withdraw the spiritual vein that should belong to them."

In the Shenwu Continent, the strong are respected, if the Dong family is not satisfied, they will compete in Zhanghua Terrace five hundred miles away in three days, and each side will send three of the strongest monks, and the last one who stays on the platform will win."

The victor naturally has spiritual veins.

No wonder the two are angry, there is nothing wrong with the mainland respecting the strong, why should everything be arranged according to the other party, shouldn't the two sides make a decision after discussion? .

chose to provoke the war on the occasion of the old lady's birthday, this is to slap the Dong family in the face in front of countless people! .

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

"Damn Xuan Xuanzi, third uncle, when Grandpa Tai's birthday is over, I will immediately gather all the masters of the family and go to the Wolong Sect to settle accounts!"

"Nonsense! When will your rough temperament be changed, and the three children are not young, right?"

"Third uncle, I'm sorry, the other party really deceived people too much"

The old patriarch pondered for a moment and said: "The soldiers will come to block, the water will come to cover the earth, there is nothing to fear, after my father's birthday, tell him the old man, and then make plans."

"Yes, Third Uncle"

The war book flying from outside the sky cast a shadow on Mrs. Dong's birthday banquet, and the guests who came to congratulate him also had their own thoughts.

The old man's face was light and light, but his heart was full of emotion, the Dong family still has too shallow foundation, and he wants to be far away from those big families that have been inherited for thousands of years!

The feast ended in a somewhat oppressive atmosphere, and the guests took their leave.

With the departure of everyone, the news of the Wolong Sect's challenge to the Dong family quickly spread in the Great Qianguo, which was naturally indispensable to the Wolong Sect.

The high-level leaders of the Dong family gathered together, the situation was much more serious than expected, and now the eyes of the various sects and some families of the Great Cadres were all on the Dong family, once there was an opportunity, they didn't mind biting off a piece of meat from the Dong family.

The old lady who practiced Qi Daquan was not old, she looked like she was in her early fifties, her face was ruddy, her waist was straight, and she was not angry and arrogant.

"Phew!"

The faucet crutches slammed on the floor, making it noisy, and the arguing room fell silent, and all eyes were on the seat.

"Time is not waiting for me, if you want to fight, my Dong family is not a vegetarian, but we can't be at the mercy of the other party, we simply play big this time.

Let me arrange it, three people are needed to participate in the competition, and Zhihai and I will play the battle, as for the third person, it will be kept secret for the time being."

"Father, it's better to let Shiming go, although he has just stepped into the peak realm of Qi training, he is strong and vigorous, and he can fight"

"No, Shiming still has to protect the spiritual vein, you don't need to say much, Shijie, you take a team of people to investigate around Zhanghuatai to prevent the other party from setting up an ambush, and collect all the information of the Wolong Sect"

"Yes, Grandpa!"

"Guangcheng, you take the two elders to the spiritual vein guard, and the rest of you guard the manor to strengthen your vigilance, everyone keeps their duties, and must not leave their posts without permission, giving the other party a chance!"

"Yes!"

"I'll personally repair a letter to Xuan Xuanzi Lao'er, wait to see a good show, haha"

Seeing that the old man was confident, everyone took the order with peace of mind, and the inside and outside of the manor suddenly became nervous.

Dong Shijie looked at the old man with admiration, resolute and decisive, he had no last resort, he was still too tender! .

"Shijie, you don't prepare, what are you doing here, is there anything else?"

"Grandpa, I'm fine, I'm just curious about the third candidate in the family to participate in the war"

"You don't have to worry about this, just do your thing", patting Aisun on the shoulder, the old lady smiled slightly, and turned to leave.

Dongjia manor is built by the mountain, although the terrain of Taihetang is high, but it is not the highest building, there is a hexagonal Ruyi tower on its east side, the tower body has six floors, and it is the meaning of six or six great shuns.

The mist-shrouded pagoda is the forbidden place of the manor, and it is also the place where the mysterious ancestor of the Dong family practiced.

Except for the patriarchs of the Dong family, the rest of the people are not allowed to step into the pagoda, and a small chain formation is arranged outside the tower, and the defensive array plus a phantom array does not take people's lives to prevent anyone from entering by mistake.

The old man slowly came to the mist, stuck the dragon's head crutch on the grass, took out an apricot yellow array flag and threw it into the formation, and a bluestone path appeared in front of him, leading directly to the tower gate.

The first floor of the tower is very simple, with a portrait, a bronze incense burner, and a wooden shelf with some books on it, and a large box of incense.

Lighting three large incense sticks, the old man respectfully bowed to the portrait, stared at the portrait for a few breaths, and then inserted the incense into the bronze incense burner.

Sit cross-legged in front of the incense burner, close your eyes and concentrate, and wait quietly.