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Chapter 3 Rejecting the Patriarch
There is no sun and moon in the mountain practice, and more than 20 days passed by in a flash.
The Seven Peaks Fight will be tomorrow.
An unexpected guest came to the Jingshe courtyard.
Snapped!
The teacup is put down gently,
The tea table is already falling apart!
"Brother, this is the end of the matter, why are you angry?"
Looking at the silver-haired old man with a mask and a steady temperament a few steps away,
Jiang Moshu persuaded softly.
With the determination of the candidates for each peak, everyone knew that Jiang Moshu was just an addition to the fighting style.
As a stepping stone to death, it naturally does not attract the interest of others.
I thought I was going to participate in the fighting alone,
I didn't expect someone from the Jiang family to visit me at this time. It seems that my predecessor didn't send the property back to the clan in vain.
"You should call me patriarch!" The silver-haired old man said in a deep voice, just like the one in his memory who likes to pay attention to the superiority and inferiority in everything.
Jiang Moling, the head of the Jiang family, has cultivated to the fourth turn of the Condensed Realm, and has broken through the ~shen barrier.
There is nearly a hundred years of age difference between Jiang Moshu and him, but they are indeed half brothers.
"Why didn't you pretend to agree first, and then run away immediately?" The head of the Jiang family turned his back, only facing Jiang Moshu with his back.
Looking at the generous figure with his back to him, with silver hair that made people's eyes hurt, Jiang Moshu didn't speak.
As if knowing that Jiang Moshu would not answer, words of guilt came from the front one after another.
"Ten thousand spiritual stones are worth three years of offerings from the Jiang family. You know the hardships the family has suffered in these years."
"The "Liu Gu Ta You Shu Shu Jue" has become a family study, and the inheritance within the family will change from one school to two schools."
"Three quotas for entering the peak disciples means three chances."
"Let's not talk about exchanging a Condensation Realm Level , even if it takes my life as the patriarch, it's not impossible."
"Are you accepting your fate?" The voice behind the silver hair trembled imperceptibly.
Jiang Moshu smiled, and said, "Patriarch Jiang, everyone says that life and death are fateful, but until the last moment, who can arbitrarily judge who wins or loses?"
Bone Lingchi Sword Qi, received the most evaluations that once it is cultivated successfully, it is comparable to a magic weapon of flying swords.
It is precisely because there is no such thing as "comparable",
And this supernatural power happens to be able to make talismans. The predecessor has been refining bone sword talismans for many years and handing them over to the family for sale.
Now, when mentioning the Bone Sword Talisman, % of the Qi Accumulation stage monks would immediately think of the Jiang Family Company.
Regarding the family, Jiang Moshu felt that the predecessor was also benevolent,
The word "poor" almost runs through most stages of his practice.
"It's good to have grievances. Only when you have grievances are you like a human being. I know what you have done for the Jiang family these years."
The head of the Jiang family just turned around and bowed to Jiang Moshu.
Jiang Moshu was about to get out of the way, but felt stagnant, so he didn't try to break free.
Jiang Moling's tone turned serious immediately, and said: "Currently, the Jiang family only has you and me, Ningzhen, which can only be regarded as barely supporting, but as a patriarch, I want to teach you one thing, you have to accept your fate!"
"Tomorrow's Qifeng fight, if you can't win, you can only die.
you know, i know,
You, can't win! "
Jiang Moshu didn't argue or refute, because everyone thought so.
Jiang Moling waved his hand, with some relief in his tone,
"But we can't win, our Jiang family, but we can lose in another way."
After finishing speaking, he calmly handed over a spiritual weapon.
Scanning his mind, Jiang Moshu was a little silent, and what he handed over was a human skin mask.
Maybe it was finally letting go, Jiang Moling changed his composure, and babbled like an ordinary old man,
"Two months, 50 spiritual stones, years of friendship, and my peeled old face, I have this top-quality spiritual weapon. It's really worth it to change the head of the Jiang family who is in his prime!"
"Synchronous breath Gu, the secret method of replacing blood, plus you and I are blood brothers, within seven days, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to see through."
"My Bone Lingchi Sword Qi is not as specialized as yours, but I have sealed three hundred Bone Sword Talismans on my body. When I start fighting, I will kill everyone immediately without leaving any flaws."
"Mo Shu, you have worked hard these years, let me be lazy this time, and the Jiang family will be handed over to you in the future."
Looking at the relief of the head of the Jiang family in front of him, Jiang Moshu felt more and more heavy on his shoulders.
After a long silence, Jiang Moshu sighed just now, with an extremely sincere tone,
"It's actually been a long-cherished wish of mine to fight against the Tianjiao of each peak. It's just that I was busy refining talismans before, and I didn't have a suitable opportunity."
After a pause, Jiang Moshu said slowly,
"Qifeng Fighting Technique, I want to try it, and I hope my elder brother can do it well."
Hearing this, the voice of the old man on the opposite side was full of desolation: "I didn't expect that the position of the head of the Jiang family is so annoying."
"Aren't you afraid of death?" A pair of sharp eyes stared at Jiang Moshu.
"I said before, who can arbitrarily judge the winner or loser until the last moment?" Jiang Moshu smiled calmly, still saying the same thing.
Looking at Jiang Moshu, who was showing a faint confidence, the old man opposite nodded, and also restored the original temperament of the patriarch, and said calmly:
"Life and death are insignificant, as expected of the man of my Jiang family, my eldest brother will personally collect your corpse!"
……
the sky is not bright,
There are already thousands of monks on the mountain peaks around the platform, either coming together, or waiting for friends, or alone.
Ming Tanzong's true biography challenged the seven peaks to fight, and it was only about life and death. The seeds of each peak naturally had to go all out and play all their cards.
In the past, the true challenge was initiated at least at the sixth rank of the Condensed Realm.
This time, it was before the Concentrating Realm Realm Pass. It is said that the one with the lowest realm has only the second rank of Concentrating Realm.
Therefore, for most of the disciples whose cultivation base is not high, it is extremely valuable to observe fighting methods this time.
Especially those above the seventh level of Qi Accumulation and those below the fourth turn of Ningzhen, this kind of opportunity to see the way ahead must never be missed.
Inside a pavilion, several Ningzhen monks were having a good time drinking and drinking, and when they exchanged glasses, the atmosphere gradually became warmer.
One of the men in strong clothes with bold eyes and dry eyes directly picked up an altar without using a cup, and drank it with his head raised.
"happy!"
The man slapped the empty altar in his hand on the table, looked around at the other people, and said, "If it weren't for this true challenge, there would be very few opportunities for everyone to gather together. It's really rare."
The person next to him persuaded earnestly, "You should drink less, the battle of martial arts will start in an hour.".
"Hey, who doesn't know, you Yinhua Peak are going to teach Wan Guifeng a lesson this time, and you want me to see a good show?" The man laughed, turned a deaf ear, and picked up another jar of fine wine.
"Wan Guifeng has been too high-profile in recent years, and the other peaks have their dissatisfaction. The people sent this time should not be underestimated, except for the Bone Peak." An old man on the opposite side sneered and added.
Ningzhen next to him gently tapped the cup with silver chopsticks, and said nonchalantly: "Then Jiang Moshu is also unlucky, an ordinary Ningzhen second turn, sitting at home, the disaster came from the sky, and was inexplicably caught Throw it out and die."
"That's right, even if it's just a formality for the Zongmen True Legend challenge, you shouldn't casually find a Ningzhen second turn, and you won't be afraid of losing face to Zheng Yuqing." The well-dressed man sat down on a chair carelessly, and said casually .
"Shut up, you can say this?" A beautiful woman with a gorgeous long skirt on the lower body and a tube top on the upper body raised her phoenix eyes and sternly stopped.
"I made a mistake, I will punish myself, everyone drink! Drink!"
He blurted out just now, and the man felt a little regretful, so he hurried to make up for it.
"Prince Zheng is a peerless celestial being, and Bone Peak's selection of candidates must have a lot of meaning. This second turn of Ningzhen can't be said to be a brilliant move."
……
In the sky in the distance, a huge boat is slowly flying over,
With white bones all over his body, countless resentful souls floated up and down in the black smoke, holding the bottom of the boat and flying forward.
On the deck, the huge bone mirror is clearly showing everything on the fighting platform.
Opposite the bone mirror, Zheng Yuqing leaned on the white bone jade bed, and burst out laughing like a bright spring.
As soon as the picture in the mirror turned, it was just a few people in the pavilion,
"Go, these people have their tongues pulled out, and they will be punished slightly."
The people standing on the left and right of the jade bed immediately stepped out of a man, dressed in black clothes, carrying a black umbrella on his back, and holding a sheathless black sword in his hand.
He knelt down on one knee and saluted, then drove the black smoke and fled to the bone boat.
"I didn't expect that before the fight started, someone would chew their tongues and make noise!" Zheng Yuqing yawned lightly with her right hand, and Haitangchun slept so lazily that people dared not look directly at her.
The picture in the mirror turned again, and it was the terrace where Jiang Moshu and Jiang Moling were reflected.
Another Ningzhen eighth turn stood up, respectfully asked Zheng Yuqing for instructions,
"The Jiang family's crime is arrogance, and they want to steal the money. If someone hadn't reported it, they would have been successfully concealed by the two of them.
And allow his subordinates to capture Jiang Moling and put him in the prison of yin~shui, to respect and emulate you. "
Zheng Yuqing waved her hand, "It's okay, I never thought that Jiang's family members are all a bit courageous, but it's interesting."
Looking at the two Jiang family brothers in the bone mirror, Zheng Yuqing turned her crescent eyebrows, and she was full of charm in her chuckle,
"Employees do not suspect, suspects do not,
This Jiang Moshu actually gave up his retreat and fought with his life. It can be seen that I, the people of Baigu Peak, have a very high spirit.
If he can drag the seeds of a certain peak to die together, I will reward the Jiang family. "
Immediately, Zheng Yuqing stood up softly, knocked on the table a few times with her slender hands, and ordered softly,
"Ruo Liu, Thunder Punishment."
A man and a woman took a step forward, knelt down on one knee, and bowed their heads in obedience.
"Subordinates are here!"
"Subordinates are here!"
In the blink of an eye, Zheng Yuqing's smile, which was as beautiful as a peach or plum, had turned into snow and ice, and there seemed to be a cold light shooting out of her beautiful eyes, looking directly at everyone in front of her.
"If the loss is too ugly, at least it's worth your life to do things. Since the Jiang family owes him, then everyone in the Jiang family will be buried with him."
……
On another balcony, Jiang Moshu's figure was also shown in a negative mirror.
"What, attack him in the end?" Looking at the playful and lovely Gui Ji beside her with a smile like a flower, Shen Xu of Wan Guifeng was a little puzzled.
A Ningzhen second turn is actually worthy of Master's special request to send a message to the ghost girl who is close to him.
An old voice came from Gui Ji's mouth, and said indifferently, "Seven peaks fighting skills are just the first step of the true challenge, don't get carried away.
It doesn't matter if Jiang Moshu dies sooner or later.
But Bone Peak's face is very important,
Master Zheng's face is more important! "
After Gui Ji finished speaking, her voice became sweeter: "Young master, the words have been brought, Qu Chang will leave first, remember to ask sister Shen to come out and see you next time."
With a chuckle, the icy red nails lightly brushed across Shen Xu's face like a lover, and then disappeared.
Shen Xu didn't care at all,
He just stared at the elegant young man's face in the shadow mirror for a long time before he said to himself:
"Forget it, when the sect talks about me in the future, it will definitely mention this Qifeng fight,
As the last opponent to die in my hands, you will be mentioned more or less,
It can be regarded as your good fortune. "
(End of this chapter)