Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 1098: Visitor

　　 The voice of jealousy vicissitudes echoed in the hut, and Jealousy's eyes didn't blink, staring at the old man curiously.

　　 When the voice echoed, the world suddenly fell silent, leaving nothing but plain movements.

　　 The old man raised his right hand, and his old dry fingers volleyed, and in a flash, he squeezed the palm of the tortoise shell full of runes at that moment.

　　 The light from the rune on the shell of the turtle faded, and there was a faint yellow, slightly broken, seemingly likely to collapse, but there was also a mysterious and unspeakable detachment.

　　 "Peep!" While speaking, the six-petal tortoise shell trembled violently, as if supported by a mysterious force, hanging quietly in the air, emitting a dim yellow light.

　　 The old man waved his hands outwards at the same time, his eyes were like a sea of ​​stars, and he sighed: "It turned out to be... the appearance of the imminent calamity."

　　The plain long sleeves waved, and the six-petal turtle shell disappeared out of thin air.

　　 Jealous Lingxuan's complexion was slightly dignified, and he asked softly: "What kind of catastrophe?"

　　 The old man tapped a finger on his eyebrows and cursed: "I want to ask the astrology divination without my palms. Some hexagrams cannot be said. Once I say something that shouldn't be said, the sky will change drastically, and it will sound in summer. There are waves of winter thunder and red fog in the sky, which indicates uncertainty. The way of divination is against the sky. Everyone pays attention to not saying everything, saying half, hiding half, not counting the hexagrams, and leaving a thread."

　　 Jealousy Lingxuan seemed to understand the place and clicked his chin, and didn't ask any more questions.

　　 Suddenly, there was a close and anxious knock on the door.

　　 Jealousy Lingxuan smiled and said: "I'll open the door." The voice still echoed in the same place, and his figure slid out with one arrow, came to the door of the room, and opened the wooden door carefully.

　　 With a "squeak", the door opened, but only a small amount of sunlight came in.

　　Because a three-foot-tall giant kept the wooden door tightly guarded, his skin was rough, sharp and angular, and there were three faint star marks on the center of his eyebrows, but it was hard to compare with the star marks of the ancient witch family, and it looked very bleak. Blue veins emerged from his body, like countless squirming caterpillars, swept away with an unangered and prestigious aura. Obviously, this person is not low in the Ministry of Witchcraft.

　　 After all, the three star marks have already explained his identity and strength. Here, no one dares to treat him with the slightest scorn.

　　 The man gave a bow, walked to a place away from the old man's two positions, and muttered: "The clan father, something has happened."

　　 "Huh?" Jealous looked over, motioned to him with his eyes and continued.

　　The man sorted out his thoughts in his head, and after a while, he whispered: "Come from the Qiongqi clan, I hope to talk to the clan father in detail!"

　　"The poor family?" Jeuxie stopped moving his hand and got up from the chair. Obviously, the news surprised him.

　　 "Yes." The three-foot-tall giant nodded.

　　"Hmph, the ancient witch clan was arrogant and suppressed the endless years of the heavens. The subordinates possessed countless vassal races, issued a life oath, vowed to follow the ancient witch clan to the death, and then the monster clan rose strongly and fought against the heavens. Shy away, save strength, and have a face to my shaman's ministry?" He snorted coldly, and all his white beards stood up.

　　Who can imagine that this seemingly plain and infinite tribe is the remnant of the Witch tribe?

　　Uh, it’s not right to say that. Although they have the blood of ancient witches, after countless epochs, this blood has faded to the extreme.

　　 The tall man lowered his head, he couldn't answer such sensitive questions.

　　 On the contrary, Jealousy Lingxuan gently walked to the old man, grabbed his beard, and asked softly, "What are they doing? Since the First World War, our ministry has been retired, and here comes..." He Although he is young, he can be the grandson of the clan father, and he knows more than ordinary people.

　　 Sure enough, he gave him a jealous look with a little deep meaning.

　　 replied: "I don't know, I said that I have to meet the clan father, and I am very determined."

　　 As soon as the sound fell, the room suddenly fell silent, with only a little golden light radiating brilliance.

　　 After ten breaths, the old man tapped his fingers on the table lightly, making a banging sound, and muttering: "Send off the guest."

　　 "The clan father!" I was jealous and anxious, and he took a half step forward, seeming to want to say something.

　　 "Jealousy, don't you know why I changed my surname?" Jealous eyes suddenly condensed, and when he looked over, there was an overbearing aura from his thin and dry body, especially his eyebrows. Dao star marks were a little brighter, and even the faint fourth star mark appeared mostly. This sound was not loud, but like a burst of thunder roaring in his jealousy and mind, it made him feel a sense of powerlessness.

　　 "Thank you for the clan's suggestion." His throat shook and he walked out slowly.

　　 Jealous Lingxuan's eyes turned around, revealing a touch of cunning, sitting next to the old man, tugging at the corner of his clothes, and whispering: "No wonder Grandpa didn't let me catch Lingyu, because I didn't want to fight for hegemony long ago. "

　　"Striving for hegemony?" Jealousy stroked his beard.

　　 has an extremely dignified face, and said with a stern face: "Times have changed, everything has changed. The era that belongs to us has long passed, why go out to stir the wind and rain? The ambitions of the Qiongqi and the Jinwu clan are well known, and they are in their origins. He has stored up his energy for hundreds of thousands of years. No one knows what trump card he has now. If he joins in, I am afraid that even his bones will be swallowed clean!" Tian Ran.

　　 "I'm afraid we think so, some people don't." Jealous Lingxuan replied.

　　 "Huh, who dares? I am the Wu clan clan father!" When he said this, the overbearing color in his eyes flashed away.

　　 Jealous Lingxuan quickly gave a thumbs up, flattering: "Grandpa speaks domineering."

　　 "Smelly boy." The old man was about to fight, but was easily avoided by Jealous Lingxuan.

　　 "Come here!" Jeuxie glared with great momentum.

　　Jealousy Lingxuan was not fooled, he looked up at the beam and refused to speak.

　　 One old and one young stunned for a while, the old man's eyes softened, and he chuckled: "Lingxuan, why do you think the Qiongqi clan came to the door? Our three tribes have not been in contact for hundreds of thousands of years." After speaking, he stared at Jealousy Lingxuan scorchingly. Obviously, this question meant going to school.

　　 Jealousy Lingxuan's eyes had a few different expressions, and he replied: "Huh, when my clan crushes the heavens, I have caused countless vassal races to swear their natal vows. As long as this contract exists for one day, they will It’s a bit of jealousy. The natal vows are engraved in the avenue and are witnessed by the heavens and the earth. Even if it is a muddy race, if you want to violate it, you have to pay a huge price."

　　 "Hmm." Jealousy nodded slightly, his eyes full of satisfaction.

　　 "What else?" He went on to ask.

　　 This time, Jealousy Lingxuan thought for a while, a clear arc formed at the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "Testing the reality of my ministry, if you see that my ministry is too weak, maybe you still want to refine us. Humanoid puppet."

　　Jealousy's eyes are even more satisfying, and he asks: "Then do you think I should meet them well or not?"

　　Jealousy Lingxuan smiled slyly: "Grandpa, haven't you already made a choice? Still asking?"

　　 The old man laughed heartily when he heard the answer that was not an answer. He patted Jealously on the shoulder hard, feeling that the successor was always happy.

　　 Unknowingly, it's already evening. The sunset glow is red, and the stream is dyed with a faint red, like a painting of landscape with splashed ink, vivid and lively. Jealousy Lingxuan looked at the sunlight leaning in from the window, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, I have to go back, otherwise, my mother will call me again."

　　 The old man got up and put some oil in the lamp, nodded and said okay.

　　 Watching Jealingxuan’s back stretched longer and longer by the setting sun, he drew in a cold breath, a cold breath in his lungs, and his long sleeves moved, sliding out the six-petal yellow tortoise shell, with a look of doubt, and said: "No, if only the Tuqi family arrives, the burning lamp shouldn't be a warning. The wick has turned into three petals. This is already a big deal. What is going on?"

After 　　 jealousy thinks, double tap with his right hand in the air.

　　 The hut shook slightly, the floor cracked in vain, and a dark passage suddenly appeared.

　　The old man stepped into it without hesitation, and just as he entered it, but in an instant, everything returned to the same way as before.

　　 It didn't take long for a huge underground palace to appear in front of the Wu clan clan father.

　　 Above this underground palace, there is a huge yin and yang fish hanging upside down.

　　 Under this yin and yang fish, a grimace old man was sitting cross-legged, with a scar from the root of his ear to the corner of his mouth, making Zou Baba’s cheeks more ugly. His vitality was blocked, his vitality was weak, and he obviously had no longevity. Especially his right eye, although open, there is no aura, giving people a sense of sluggishness.

　　 "Brother!" The old man bowed his hands.

　　"Sit." The grimace old man's voice was dry, like two old pieces of copper touching each other. While speaking, he flicked his long sleeves, and a bamboo pavilion fell down. Two pots of good wine were warmed in the pavilion, and the heat was just right.

　　 Jealousy doesn't feel strange~IndoMTL.com~ My brother Bu Yanzhi Yiqi Juechen, can spying on his life for five hundred years, there is nothing in this world that can be concealed from him. He just wanted to speak, the grimace old man raised his hand and sighed: "Drink first, this is the first-class event."

　　 The old man gave a wry smile, took a sip of wine into his throat, and said with emotion: "This wine must be accompanied by dragon meat."

　　The grimace old man just laughed and didn't answer. This wine is a blend of dragon blood and phoenix blood. This dragon meat is dragon meat that has been warmed by the undead phoenix fire. He is the only one here.

　　 I have drunk the wine, so I can say what I should say.

　　The grimace old man took the initiative to speak: "I understand your intentions, and the warning lights are on. This kind of situation has only appeared three times in the history of the Witch tribe. The first time, the chaos reopened, the creatures evolved, and the second time, I The clan was defeated, and this time, it was the third time, this time really has to change."

　　 "Is there a way to break the calamity?" Jealousy asked in a deep voice.

　　 "There is always a ray of life in everything." The grimace old man replied.

　　 "Please tell me, brother, the last bit of blood of the Witch Clan cannot be destroyed in my hands." Jealousy bowed heavily.

　　 "Teacher brother, don't worry, everything is still unknown now. When I open the celestial divination, I will consider this heavenly secret transparent, and the danger of the Witch tribe is self-solvable." He looked sure.

　　"Brother trouble." Jealousy worshipped again. ...

　　

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