"Jiang Baihou, the descendant of Jiang Ziya's old thing?" A voice sounded in Luo Zhuo's ears, and the owner of the Misty Ghost Forest appeared next to Luo Zhuo, although Luo Zhuo didn't notice how he appeared.

"I haven't been so lively here for a long time, boy, have you offended the Jiang family?" The old man looked at Luo Zhuo and said, "The crowd outside hasn't dispersed yet, and two more have come, this kid surnamed Jiang is still a little bit old, what did you do to provoke so many people to embarrass you?"

"Senior, have you forgotten the consequences of being too curious?" Luo Zhuo said angrily, after getting along in the past few days, Luo Zhuo already knew that the master of this misty ghost forest was not the kind of senior master who was untouchable from above, even if he spoke to him unceremoniously, he wouldn't care too much.

"It's an old problem, it's too hard to change. He shook his head and said, "If you don't say it, I also know that there are two reasons why you can provoke so many people to chase and kill, one is the deep hatred, and the other is that the wealth is moving. He squinted at Luo Zhuo and said lightly.

"Senior, do you look like I have something good?" Luo Zhuo said, the Bodhi fruit is indeed not in him, the important thing in him is Hongmeng purple qi, as long as Hongmeng purple qi is not exposed, other things are not a problem, and Hongmeng purple qi is now hidden in the depths of the primordial realm, the primordial realm is Luo Zhuo's world, even if the cultivation is high, it will not be able to discover his primordial realm, so Luo Zhuo is not worried that the old man in the misty ghost forest in front of him can find the Hongmeng purple qi on him.

There are only some remnants of soldiers from Hangu Pass in his storage space, which are not very precious, and he is not afraid of being discovered by the owner of this misty ghost forest.

"Don't be so careful, I don't even know what you have. He squinted his eyes and said, "I owed Jiang Ziya a favor to that old thing back then, and this Jiang Baihou can't be seen." ”

He stepped lightly. Luo Zhuo saw a ripple of space not far in front of him, and two figures appeared in front of him out of thin air.

"Liuyun?" Luo Zhuo said in surprise.

"Senior brother, it's great that you're okay!" a figure rushed directly in front of Luo Zhuo, gave him a bear hug, and said with a laugh.

"Why are you here?" Luo Zhuo smiled and patted him on the shoulder, his gaze falling on the person who appeared with Zhuge Liuyun. It was a middle-aged man with a little white hair on his sideburns, starry eyebrows and sword eyes, when he was young, he must have been a handsome guy who fascinated thousands of girls, even now, his special temperament is enough to make countless women addicted.

"I went all the way to the Jiang family to ask for help, although the process was a bit twists and turns, but Mr. Jiang immediately came to find you, senior brother, and halfway through we heard that you ran to this misty ghost forest, and then we came over. Zhuge Liuyun quickly explained.

Jiang Baihou looked at Luo Zhuo. Nodding slightly, then he bowed down at the master of the misty ghost forest, and said respectfully: "Jiang Baihou, I have seen Senior Shen." ”

"Jiang Baihou, what generation are you Jiang Ziya's descendant?" said the master of the Misty Ghost Forest.

"Looking back at the predecessors, the kid is the seventh generation grandson of the ancestor of Ziya. Jiang Baihou replied respectfully, dignified head of the Jiang family. Jiang Baihou, the first person of the Heavenly Immortals who could cause a wave of turmoil by stomping his feet outside, was like a schoolboy in front of this old man.

"The seventh generation. Jiang Yiping's kid is only the fourth generation, time flies so fast, when Zhang San brought Jiang Yiping over, I felt that it was not a few years later. The old man, who was called Shen Senior by Jiang Baihou, sighed and said.

"Ancestor Yiping has gone to the town of Hangu Pass thousands of years ago, and there has been no news for many years. The younger generation is incompetent, and the Jiang family is in my hands, and it is declining day by day. Jiang Baihou said.

"For cultivators, cultivation is the foundation, and the family will always decay and collapse. It's better to pay attention to those than to put your mind on cultivation, I told Jiang Ziya back then, he just didn't listen, just for a tattered family, pay such a price, and in the end it was not one. The old man surnamed Shen said sarcastically.

"Senior Shen is a master, so he can naturally see through the world, and I am still rolling in the world, and I can't let go of all this. Jiang Baihou said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"What is the matter with you coming to me? Do you want to use that opportunity? I promised Jiang Ziya that he would make a move back then, and your Jiang family has not given me this opportunity for so many years, and this time I can finally pay off the debt. The old man surnamed Shen said, and as he spoke, the pus on his face burst again, and the white pulp mixed with blood splashed his face, and he ignored it.

Jiang Baihou and Luo Zhuo were both shocked, and Zhuge Liuyun's city government was almost there, and they couldn't help but retch.

"Senior Shen, the juniors are here, not to ask the seniors to help, but to take this little brother away. Jiang Baihou bowed and said.

"It's not for me to make a move?" the old man surnamed Shen snorted coldly, "I owe Jiang Ziya a shot, but don't you become a slave of your Jiang family, what qualifications do you have to point fingers at me?"

"The seniors misunderstood, how dare the juniors point fingers at the seniors here, the deeds of the seniors have been passed down from generation to generation in the Jiang family, the juniors know that the seniors are all over the world, and the faces are cold and the heart is hot, although this little brother Luo accidentally broke into this place and disturbed the seniors' Qingxiu, but it was also helpless, and I hope that the seniors will look at the face of the ancestor of Ziya, let me take him away." Jiang Baihou said.

"Jiang Ziya's old thing doesn't have much face with me, even if he comes in person, it's useless. The old man surnamed Shen snorted coldly, after the pus on his face burst one, it could be vaguely seen that his face was very good, if there was no pustule on his face, it was estimated that it was also a fairy wind bone.

"Mr. Jiang Baihou," Luo Zhuo suddenly said, "Thank you, Mr. for coming to the rescue, my junior brother should have already told you about the cause and effect, and I won't talk nonsense anymore, I had to borrow the Jiang family's name Fox Fake Tiger Might, and I hope Mr. will forgive me." I was entrusted by Jiang Yiping's predecessors to bring the Shura knife back to the fairy world, fortunately, I will return the Shura knife to its original owner today. ”

Luo Zhuo's wrist flipped, and the Shura knife appeared in his hand, and as soon as the blood-red long knife appeared, the air rippled, and the blade trembled slightly, as if speaking.

"The Shura knife is a good knife, but it is just blindly pursuing killing, and some of it has gone astray. The old man surnamed Shen said.

Jiang Baihou showed an excited look on his face, the Shura knife is of great significance to the Jiang family, the Shura knife returns, not to mention that he can comprehend the intent of the two broken knives from the Shura knife, but with one more knife with the best immortal weapon, it can make the Jiang family a lot more stable, and the most important thing is the representative meaning of the Shura knife, the Jiang family with the Shura knife is there, and other idlers will never dare to come to make trouble.

As for the whip, Jiang Baihou didn't dare to expect it to return, even if someone sent the whip back, he still had to consider whether to take it, the whip was different from the Shura knife, it was a real Taoist weapon, the Shura knife was a deterrent to a strong enemy, but the whip, not having enough strength to wait would only bring ruin to the Jiang family, and now that the Jiang family is in decline, what is aimed at them is only some forces in Nanzhan Buzhou, as for the powerful forces in Xiniu Hezhou and Dongsheng Shenzhou, they know that the whip is not in the Jiang family, so they don't bother to take care of them, if the whip returns, those big forces will not let go of the Jiang family。

After all, the Jiang family now does not have the existence that Jiang Ziya can fully control the whip of the gods.

"Shura, the Jiang family is your destination, Jiang Baihou should be a good master, thank you these days, see you in the future." Luo Zhuo touched the long knife and said, then he held the knife in both hands and handed it to Jiang Baihou, in a short time, his hands were already dripping with blood, although the Shura knife had no intention of hurting him, but the sharp knife intent was not something that Luo Zhuo could completely control.

Jiang Yiping was straight, took the long knife, the sharp knife intent hit his skin, and he saw a burst of clear light on his body, without any damage, and with a slight force in his hand, the Shura knife had stopped trembling.

Luo Zhuo couldn't help but sigh, how hard he had to take the Shura knife at the beginning, and he almost died, but Jiang Baihou just took it and convinced the Shura knife, this is the gap in cultivation.

"Brother Luo sent the knife for a great favor, Jiang Baihou is grateful!" Jiang Baihou put away the Shura knife and handed it over, Luo Zhuo returned it to himself without hesitation, this love, he must accept it.

A superb immortal weapon, the value is far higher than the Bodhi fruit, Luo Zhuo is not without the intention of not returning the knife, but he really can't do this kind of thing, ungrateful, if he really does this kind of thing, he will look down on himself.

"Jiang Yiping's predecessors have been very kind to me, and this is just a gesture. Luo Zhuo shook his head and said, "The knife has been delivered, Mr. Jiang can leave, it's good for me to stay here with Senior Shen, I don't have to worry about eating and drinking." ”

Luo Zhuo didn't want to owe Jiang Baihou a favor, and Jiang Baihou might not be able to take him away, so why bother him.

"Shen senior. Jiang Baihou looked at Luo Zhuo, his eyes were full of appreciation, he seemed to have made a decision, and said in a deep voice: "The predecessors promised that the Jiang family can ask the seniors to make a move when they are in need, and the juniors, as the head of the Jiang family, use this opportunity in exchange for Brother Luo leaving the Misty Ghost Forest with me, I don't know if it's okay?"

A look of surprise flashed on the face of the old man surnamed Shen, "Are you sure you want to do this?" You know, maybe I don't dare to say anything else, with my help, I can ensure that your Jiang family survives a catastrophe, and you are so wasteful?"

"I'm sure that if the Jiang family falls to that point one day, even if they can borrow the power of their predecessors to survive a crisis, they will still perish in the end. Jiang Baihou said in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes, the kid has a bit of momentum. The old man surnamed Shen showed an appreciative look in his eyes, and laughed: "In that case, let's go, it's just right, from now on, I don't owe each other the Jiang family!" )