When Ji Xiang came out of the retreat room, his name once again spread throughout the city, and the 150,000 reserve monks of the Murong family's long room escorted the spiritual mine, some people were happy and some were worried.

The entire elders of the Long House, all of them were depressed, and after years of hard work, as well as the large amount of cultivation resources for cultivating reserve monks, they all dispersed into the air as if they had turned into air.

The elders of the long house did not touch their heads again, and they all regretted in their hearts, more than 30,000 entry places, and they were drawn out, and at least 110,000 monks could enter the secret realm smoothly.

Now, even the people who went to the secret realm have gone to mine, what are they still looking forward to?

Because of his prominence, the Great Elder even handed in the Great Elder's Order, and he was forcibly left in the retreat room, and the retreat broke through.

Retreat, as the name goes, is well known in the minds of insiders, it is house arrest, also called confinement, in short, not only the loss of rights, but also the loss of freedom.

The Great Elder's name is Murong Ba, and for decades, he has been known for his domineering, but now, he has become a toothless tiger, and he no longer has the majesty of the past.

Many people in the Murong family were watching, but they didn't take the lead and dragged the new patriarch's tiger whiskers.

Elder Eleven sometimes looked at the new patriarch's living room, and sometimes wandered in his bedroom.

His cultivation is the ninth layer of the Gathering Core, and he is only one foot away from the peak, and the key is that he is older and younger than all others.

There are many people who are higher than him, but the elders in the long house are all the only ones who look at him, except for the old patriarch Murong Tian and the great elder Murong Ba, he is the third person among the elders of the long house.

Five hundred acquired monks, eleven elders carefully selected, it can be said that it is one in ten thousand, and then pour everything they have to cultivate them to the peak of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow.

Five years ago, this group of monks could break through to the innate level, but the Eleventh Elder did not let them break through, but consolidated their cultivation again and again and polished their flesh.

The purpose is to let them enter the secret realm of the human race once every ten years, break through in the secret realm, and soar into the sky there.

However, these monks were escorted to the Spirit Mine to mine a few days ago, and by the time he reacted, they were already thousands of miles away.

Moreover, this distance is still rapidly widening. It was too late to chase, so he pinned his hopes on the Great Elder.

"But, hey......" Elder Eleven sighed at the thought of the Great Elder, who had never returned in the retreat room, and his heart was extremely depressed.

"What should I do?" Elder Eleven walked to the window again and looked towards the new patriarch's room.

At this moment, in the dead of night, there is no light in the sky, the lights have been extinguished, and the houses melt into the night.

Earlier, he had seen the faint outline of the house, but at this time, he saw the black pressure again, and he couldn't tell which was the sky, which was the earth, and where it was the house.

The patrol guard patrolled weakly, yawning for a long time, and the sound of the gong came from a long time.

"Don't blame the old man, the new patriarch, you are killing chickens and monkeys, that is forcing the old man to be angry. Elder Eleven whispered, then came out of the room and crept towards the new patriarch's living room.

The mansion of the long house covers an area of dozens of miles, but to the eleventh eleventh, it is too familiar, the Murong family has lived in it for decades, and it has never been to that corner, let alone an important place like the patriarch's living room.

Even if he closed his eyes, he could get there quickly, but at this moment, there was not much difference between opening and closing his eyes.

In the middle of the night, everything seemed to be asleep, there was no wind, and there was silence all around.

The eleventh elder didn't need a pillar of incense before rushing to the patriarch's living room.

I don't know why, the guard here suddenly disappeared, and he scanned it for a while, but he didn't even notice a single figure.

The eleventh elder was overjoyed, three steps and two steps, and rushed to the door, he didn't bother to knock on the door, as soon as he raised his leg, he kicked the door open.

Quickly walk through the living room and head straight to the bedroom.

There was no light in the room, it was very dark, and Elder Eleven closed his eyes and, with his spiritual sense, hurried to the bedroom.

Rushing to the bed, after Eleventh Elder "Hehe" sneered, he faced the bed and said loudly: "Murong Linzhi, don't sleep, you get up, the old man will settle accounts with you." ”

"New tent, or old tent?" there was no sound on the bed, the sound coming from behind him.

Elder Eleven was startled, quickly turned around, swept his spiritual sense, and found a figure sitting not far away.

The figure waved his hands, and the bedroom was suddenly brightly lit.

"You ......" Elder Eleven looked at Ji Xiang with a smile on his face, and swallowed what he wanted to say into his stomach.

"Settle accounts, it should be more comfortable to sit. Ji Xiang pointed to the empty chair next to him.

"Stand, count fast. Eleven Eleventh Elder Spiritual Sense scanned the entire room, and when he found that it was only Ji Xiang, he let out a long breath, and at the same time, the tone of his voice became tougher.

"No, Elder Eleven, you are wrong, settling accounts, it's really not for a while. He Jixiang still just laughed.

"Patriarch, the old man said that it was fast, because there was only one sentence. Elder Eleven became serious.

Ji Xiang shook his head with a smile and did not refute.

Eleventh Elder's face became gloomy, he didn't want to talk to Ji Xiang any longer, and said coldly: "The monks who are recruited back to the Spirit Mine, the quota of the long room remains the same. ”

"The quota remains the same, but the patriarch promised extraordinary, Zirui, with the three patriarchs of the knife, that is 30,000 places. "Ji Xiang is not in a hurry or slow, and he has words.

"The old man doesn't care about that. Eleventh Elder's words were tough, and he stared at Ji Xiang, his face showing a hideous expression.

Ji Xiang put away his smile, looked into the eyes of the eleventh eleventh eleventh, and said categorically: "The promise of the patriarch is a promise. ”

"Well, you give the old man a promise to let them return, and the quota will remain the same. Elder Eleven emphasized again.

"Why, give you a promise. Ji Xiang's face became unfriendly, and there was a coercion in his voice.

In the face of this coercion, Elder Eleven was secretly shocked, but as soon as he saw Ji Xiang's fourth-level cultivation, his arrogance began to dry again.

He turned his left hand into a fist, raised it above his head, shook it at Ji Xiang, and sneered: "Why, speaking with this, a childish child who has not dried up, thinks a lot about talking and doing things." ”

"You're not qualified. Ji Xiang said, his voice was not loud, and his tone was very firm.

"Okay, the old patriarch is not here, tonight, the old man will teach him a lesson, a good lesson. Elder Eleven was annoyed, his hands clenched into fists, and walked towards Ji Xiang.

He was going to slap this boy a few times, make him look for teeth all over the ground, and then kick him a few times, so that he couldn't tell the difference between east and west.

Thinking of this, Eleven Eleven's old face suddenly became hideous and terrifying.

At that moment, he suddenly felt as if there was a wall in front of him, blocking his progress.

"Who is it?" Elder Eleven was secretly surprised; "Could it be the old patriarch?" ”

Elder Eleven immediately stopped, stopped walking, and glanced around, making sure that there was no one else in the room except for Ji Xiang, who was sitting.

The psychic sense scanned through the wall and outside, but it was still silent, without a sound.

Eleven Eleven's hanging heart was put down, only Murong Tian did not appear, and the long room was his world.

He raised his fist again, still on Ji Xiang's head, and made two strokes on his chest, so as to send a final warning to Ji Xiang:

"Acquaintance, don't let the old man move roughly, his fists and feet don't grow his eyes, today, the nose is blue and the face is swollen, and the worst is on the bed, lying for ten days, half a month. ”

Looking at Elder Eleven's cautious appearance, Ji Xiang was happy and said, "Eleventh Elder, why don't you say cruel things, at least break your legs, or meet your dead relatives in Huangquan." ”

Elder Eleven glared at him and said angrily, "If you don't have the surname Murong, the old man will make your life worse than death." ”

Then, his face changed, revealing a fierce look, and he walked towards Ji Xiang again.

But after only taking one step, Elder Eleven felt a strong wind in front of him, stopping him from moving forward.

He doubled his strength and walked forward, but the wind wrinkled his robe and blew away his bundle of gray hair.

Elder Eleven gritted his teeth and tried his best to rush towards Ji Xiang, who was sitting.

But no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't move forward half a step.

"For the sake of your surname Murong, you lie on the ground first. Ji Xiang suddenly spoke, and with a wave of his hand, a force struck the Eleventh Eleventh.

Eleven Eleven's body staggered, and then he suddenly flew up, "plopped", and lay on the ground with his back facing the sky.

Eleven Elder turned over and quickly stood up from the ground.

"You ......" Elder Eleven was furious, the flawless spiritual technique was running in his body, and there was a sudden sound of "horn" in his robe.

"Boy, look at the move. Elder Eleven shouted, he seemed to have forgotten his original intention, and made a trick to Ji Xiang.

A strong wind, like a bolt of lightning, whistling, rushed towards Ji Xiang's front door.

Ji Xiang did not hesitate, and as soon as he raised his hand, he also emitted a strong light.

The two strong lights collided, and there was a loud "bang", and sparks flew everywhere.

The connoisseur stretched out his hand, and he knew the depth, and the confrontation was only one round, and the eleventh elder knew that he was not the opponent of the young man in front of him.

The forces collided, the opponent was safe and sound, and he was affected by the strength of the aftermath, and his face was like a knife in pain.

"You, your cultivation is not the fourth layer of Qi cultivation, but the peak of the ninth layer of the core gathering. Elder Eleven was stunned for a moment, then asked in a panic.

"If this patriarch is practicing the fourth layer of qi, how can he serve the people. Ji Xiang stood up from his chair and replied with pride.

Eleventh Elder's heart jumped wildly, and he hurriedly collected his work, and at this moment, he knew that his kick hit the iron plate, and he wanted to teach Ji Xiang a lesson, but he didn't know that it was himself who taught the lesson.

He finally figured out one thing, the Great Elder went against the norm and tried his best to elevate Murong Lin to the throne, not without reason.

"Old man, it's old. The Eleventh Elder sighed and said, "This world belongs to the young people. ”

He took a few steps back, sat down on the ground, and said weakly: "Stop, stop, stop, tonight, the old man's barbaric actions are left to the patriarch." ”