Today I hold the world

The originally deserted hall became warmer because of Tao Patriarch's eloquent peace talks. Everyone heard him talk about chasing and fighting with Liu Jiangning. After all, he taught that person to flee with another dying golden elixir, Liu Xianfeng. After going there, I couldn't help sighing a little, and thinking about it separately, in fact, it is not easy to achieve such a level.

"The two elders of the Liu family have been cultivating golden elixirs for many years, and their respective strengths are not inferior to the middle stage of golden elixirs. Senior Tao actually killed them two and fled for their lives with injuries. I really admire them so much, and they are far beyond our reach."

In many cases, Gao Ding's mouth, some scenes are particularly careless, but what he said at this time really expressed what everyone wanted to say, and the rest of the people also nodded in agreement.

Old Ancestor Tao stroked his beard and smiled: "Even though they were all taught to escape, Liu Xianfeng was heartbroken by my profound flames. If Da Luo was not alive, no one would be able to save him. It's a pity that Liu Jiangning really has great means. Fortunately, Zi Yan spent all his strength involving him earlier, otherwise the old man would not be so relaxed at this time."

Everyone here is a foundation-building cultivator, no matter how powerful their methods are, after all, they have not yet formed alchemy, and they have incomprehensible respect for those who are already in that line of work. Senior Tao said something, just nodded in praise.

There was warmth and laughter in this room, while Zhong Ziyan was lying in the room in the other room. Song Yingxing stood not far from the bed and looked at the head of his family. When he noticed that his breath paused, his heart tightened, and he was about to call the wife of the head next to the bed. Looking at the pulse, the next glance saw the master's fingers move slightly, and his eyes slowly opened.

"Hey, I'm awake! The master master is awake."

Song Yingxing knelt on the ground with a puff, two lines of tears rolled down his eyes, he was really touched, the head of his family almost died on the mountain, he thought it would take a long time to wake up, but unexpectedly he would come back to life.

Ju Kui, who was sitting on the bed, was also beaming with joy, holding Zhong Ziyan's hand, "You bloody ghost, but you came back to life, I have guarded you for two days and one night, if you don't make a sound, you have to save up for remarriage."

The words were joking words, but they seemed frivolous when they were spoken out, but Song Yingxing, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't take it seriously, his left ear went in and his right ear came out. Mrs. Men, you have to pretend that you didn't hear such words.

cough~

Zhong Ziyan coughed, and sat up while leaning on the side of the couch, his messy black and white hair fell down in a mess. No one who saw him at this time would think that this was the majestic and majestic master Zhong.

"Uncle, are you okay?" Song Yingxing asked, wiping away tears.

Zhong Ziyan reckoned that he had just woken up, and he didn't respond to him for a long time. His eyes were blurred without blinking. Just when Ju Kui was about to stretch out a hand and shake it in front of his eyes, his eyes flashed red and blue, and he regained clarity instantly. The throat ball rolled and said:

"Shang Hao, you are... what happened to the outside world?"

Hearing Zhong Ziyan's voice, it really doesn't matter now, otherwise both of them will think that he is in a daze, Song Yingxing reported all the daily affairs that happened in the army in the past two days, saying that everyone is gathering in the meeting hall at this time.

Zhong Ziyan nodded, "This encounter has really hurt my vitality. Since everyone has gathered at this time, you should go and pass on a message to them for me: how to deal with this place and continue to do it as discussed the day before yesterday That is, my life is safe, and my body will recover soon, and I will meet you all in a few days."

Song Yingxing took the order and hurried to send the mission, Xu was thinking that after the report was over there, he planned to come to wait for dispatch.

After the man left, Ju Kui shook his hand tightly: "You have a strange breath, and I can't quite understand your pulse. Are you really okay?"

"It will be ready soon." Zhong Ziyan smiled lightly and pointed to the tea on the table.

Ju Kui understood, brought water to him, and continued to say: "Your family surnamed Song has really tried his best, and he has followed everything for you along the way. He has come to visit you every night for the past two days." It seems that he is a filial person."

Zhong Ziyan took a sip of tea into his belly, the tea contained spiritual energy and medicinal power, and the warm current flowed in his chest, no longer the feeling of ice cold in his previous sleep, only then did he feel that his life was in his hands.

A sigh rang through the room, and Zhong Ziyan responded to her:

"This child is usually very Confucian. He seems to be gentle and easy to deal with, but in fact he is also upright. He needs to have strong self-esteem. It's not because of his dexterous habit. I'm afraid that when he encounters a dilemma in the future, he will walk into a tight situation and give him away for nothing. Saved a good life."

Ju Kui didn't see as far as Zhong Ziyan, he only recognized what he saw, and said: "I also heard from the younger generation that you value Song Yingxing, and I'm afraid you will pass on the big position to him in the future."

Zhong Ziyan just smiled and didn't answer any more.

Ju Kui also knew that her husband had just woken up and had a long lifespan, and it would not be difficult to connect the baby after painstaking practice. Why did he suddenly mention the matter of the Chilongmen leader? It was indeed not thoughtful.

Jumping to the topic, the two chatted about the intimacy of Fengyue. Song Yingxing knocked on the door. It turned out that the message had been delivered, and he turned back to report. Hearing that Tao Patriarch was back, Zhong Ziyan hurriedly prepared to stay, but Ju Kui stopped him :

"I'll go to meet them and bring them in to talk. You should keep them."

He went to open the door in two or three steps, and the old man had come back. Song Yingxing took his leave after praying. Ju Kui only invited the old man into the room to talk, but Zhong Ziyan came out barefoot:

"Uncle, are you injured?"

When Tao Fangyin saw his appearance, his heart trembled, but he didn't love and feel sorry for him. This time, he directly taught his young junior from high-spirited to disheveled hair. He said that starting a business is difficult, but it doesn't mean that all the time is urging people to grow old, and the black hair is all white. .

"I promise you to go back to the house to recuperate!" An old man and a strong man climbed into the house, and Ju Kui also knew that the friendship between the two was unusual, so he stood at the door and hesitated in and out, but finally followed in.

******

A ray of ever-burning light illuminates, and two thin figures chat.They each talked about their own situations, but Zhong Ziyan's experience is easier to talk about. Tao Fangyin and Liu Jiangning fought all the way north, and only stopped when they stayed in the Wushan swamp. If there is no danger in the two or three days of fighting, it is impossible. Fortunately, he came back safely, teaching the leader to be very happy and at ease.

"I heard that Han Ting did that wrong thing, what do you want?"

When asked about the key points, Zhong Ziyan fell silent.

The old man was also quite troubled, and without waiting for Zhong Ziyan to respond, he said, "If there is nothing to do, he should suffer that calamity. This matter was not handled properly, and the truth was given. It will definitely be passed on as a stain by the Huaishan gang, and will be used by you in the future." There is a lot of hindrance in doing things!"

Zhong Ziyan shook his head, "Master, don't worry about my dilemma. In fact, I have already made a plan at the bottom of the Red Cloud Pool. After two days, after my injury recovers, I will publicly announce that I will be locked up in the mountain behind Hanting for a hundred years at the meeting. That's all."

When Tao Fangyin heard this, he paused for three breaths, and sighed bitterly: "No, in the case of thousands of lives, if you only protect him like this, the entire sect will be hated. If the people who are still alive abandon it on the spot, Yuzhou'er, who is fighting hard in Qianye Mountain, has no support, whichever is more important, it can't be compared, and it can't be handled like this."

The two fell into silence, and Ju Kui, who had been silent for a long time, didn't dare to talk more at this time, so he just poured tea for them again.

Everyone knows in their hearts that if this matter is not properly dealt with, it is easy to chill the hearts of other families. Chilongmen is now so powerful that it can hold the leader of Huaishan Mountain, mostly because of its fairness and support. There has always been no room for flaws.But if Jiao Zhong Ziyan personally ordered Tao Hanting to be killed to pay for the lives of the family, no matter how ruthless he was, he would not be able to do so.

"The matter has come to this, someone has to take the responsibility. I think it's better to give him a hundred soul-refining lashes in public first. After the war is over, he will be transported back to Huaishan Mountain and taught to all the families to deal with."

Tao Fangyin's eyelids closed slightly, and it seemed that he was cruel. In his heart, the sect always came first, and he put it later. At this time, how could he allow a nephew to humiliate the sect's prestige and faith.

Zhong Ziyan also knew the temperament of his ancestor, but he has been in power for a long time, and he knows that it is not appropriate to deal with Du Jue decisively, "Master, let me think about it again."

Tao Fangyin was about to say something, when someone knocked on the door again, Ju Kui picked up the spare time and hurriedly went to check. When he opened the door, he was stunned and didn't know how to move forward or back.

The person found outside the house was Tao Hanting.

******

In the early morning three days later, in the vast snow forest hundreds of miles to the northeast of Qingling Mountain, two qi cultivators wearing wooden hairpins and black snow robes hurried on their way, pressing the snow branches through the forest, like two people in a hurry. Acting sledge mouse.

Although it was early in the morning, the sky was so bad that it was impossible to see it. As soon as I looked up, I saw red clouds, the wind was coming, and the snow was covering the ground.The black robe touches the snowy branches, and the hexagonal plum blossoms are flying in the air. When people walk forward, the snow covers their eyes, turning into powder in an instant, and salt in an instant.

Cut the butterfly wings freely and gracefully, and cut the goose clothes flutteringly.Rolling and rolling with the wind, there are layers of road fans.

If it was just snow in the mortal world, the farmers would celebrate the arrival of a good year and have no worries about food and clothing in the coming year, but this spiritual mountain and spiritual land, a few hundred miles to the northeast and across the river is Mount Qianye. Obstacles, from time to time they have to get angry and scold their mothers.

"Thieves, even the gods are against us, if we don't hurry up, even if we pull the Qinglong Army back as a rescuer, Senior Jiang will probably cut us off with our sacrificial swords." The short man muttered.

The tall one spat out snow foam, and gave him a hard look as he drove to the side of the road: "Qi Lianshu, don't make any more noise, I'm annoying."

The short man rolled his eyes and stopped on the branch, took a sip of his drink, "Hey, you thought I was nagging? If your Grandpa Mouse wasn't afraid that you wouldn't be able to keep up, he would have seen Master Zhong long ago. "

After all, with a flying kick, the mouse turned into a snow eagle, piercing through the snow like smoke and dust.