Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 4389: One Confucianism, One Way, One Maid

"Jiang Tianhui..."

Feng Wu repeated the name.

Li Xianyu frowned slightly, and said: "When you see him, you have to call Mr. Jiang. If you call him by his name, you may be in big trouble. The descendants of real immortals are very particular about rules, unless you are also a descendant of true immortals. Otherwise, you can’t call him by his first name.”

"Palace Master Li, you don't plan to go with me?"

Feng Wu was slightly taken aback.

"The journey is too far away, so I won't go."

Li Xianyu waved his hands with a smile, and then flew away at a faster speed, leaving everyone looking at each other in blank dismay.

"So, who of you wants to go with me?"

Feng Wu looked at the other Nascent Souls.

There were originally three freelancers, but one was killed by Ning Qi before, and the remaining two freelancers looked at each other and shook their heads with a smile.

"We still have something to do, everyone will take my leave first."

The two scattered people bid farewell and left.

They don't want to get involved in this matter.

What if the descendants of true immortals can't deal with the one just now?

It's just copying the exercises that I practiced. It's a blessing to be able to solve this matter.

In the end, Feng Wu asked for a long time, but no one was willing to go with her, so she sneered a few times:

"Then I'll go to the Moco Mountains, and you guys should stay in the mountains and seas, don't make that person unhappy, and take good care of you."

After saying that, Feng Wu speeded up and flew in another direction.

Everyone looked at each other, shook their heads slightly, and dispersed with different expressions.

At the same time.

Moco Mountain Range, on a fairy mountain.

Standing a middle-aged Confucian scholar, an old Taoist priest, and a woman.

"Brother Jiang, a few years ago, due to an accident, all the ghosts of the great underworld were reincarnated into the yang world. Is there any way to deal with it?"

The woman opened her mouth slowly.

Her eyes were solemn, with a hint of evil spirit.

The one who can stand with the true immortals must also be one of the true immortals.

"The person who went to the underworld with the spirit protection beads was thinking of returning from the underworld while I was not paying attention. We originally arranged for the ghost spider mother to stop this person and keep him from generation to generation. I was sealed in the underworld for generations, but I never thought that such an accident would happen..."

The old Taoist sighed softly.

Paused, he glanced at the middle-aged Confucian scholar, "Jiang Zhenxian, the three of us drove him to that field back then, if he came back with the memory of being in Yangjian, we... ..."

"You two, why are you so afraid of him? If you were able to force him to the underworld once, you will naturally be able to force him to the second time. In these years in the underworld, he may have been reincarnated countless times. Lingzhu, its memory has been wiped out..."

A faint sneer flashed in Jiang Zhenxian's eyes: "Instead of being afraid of him, I should think about how to find that one. If I can't find her, I will be in trouble every day."

"It's been so many years, that one, I'm afraid she's already dead, she's not qualified enough, she can't be promoted to a true immortal."

The old Taoist muttered.

"How could it be so easy for Master to die? There are countless ways to prolong life in the world. Only by seeing her die with your own eyes can you count."

The woman said lightly.

"Well, you are right."

Jiang Zhenxian said indifferently: "My subordinates have been paying attention to these news. About eighty years ago, someone said that she was seen somewhere, and there was a little girl with her."

The eyes of the old Taoist priest and the woman changed, and they looked at Jiang Zhenxian fiercely.

"Why didn't you tell both of us?"

The two asked.

"I'm not sure if it's her. Later, I went there myself, but there was no trace. Maybe it's just that my subordinates misread it."

Jiang Zhenxian frowned.

"If there is any news in the future, you must tell me. Even if it is wrong, we have to see it with our own eyes."

The woman snorted coldly.

Paused, "I heard that some time ago, your son's life card was broken?"

Jiang Zhenxian said lightly: "Not bad."

"In this world, is there anyone who dares to attack your son? Has anyone caught him?"

There was a hint of curiosity in the woman's eyes.

The old Taoist calculated with his fingers, and finally frowned slightly, "The poor Taoist can't figure it out, it seems that the person who made the move was not bad, could it be the other ones?"

"At that time, the monks who were traveling with my son had already captured the Moko Mountains, but they didn't remember when my son left or how he disappeared. They didn't even know that my son was dead, but I From them, a trace of ecstasy was found.

Someone erased their memory, and even I couldn't restore it. The one who can do this is at least the work of a monk. "

Jiang Zhenxian said with a gloomy face: "There are only those Hedaos in the world. I checked, and there was no Hedao in the area where my son disappeared."

"In this way, is it the work of a true immortal?"

The old Taoist priest and the woman looked at each other, feeling a little puzzled.

Which true immortal would take action against Jiang Zhenxian's son? Even if you want to deal with them, you won't startle the snake like this, right?

"It's possible for the descendants of the true immortals, please help me pay more attention."

Jiang Zhenxian smiled, and said in a cold voice, "Now the great underworld is gone, and I don't know which underworld fragment my son's soul has gone to. It is extremely difficult to get it back.

So no matter who attacks him, I will die. "

The old Taoist priest and the woman looked at each other, their expressions changed slightly.

They all know how vicious the former senior brother in front of them is, even the master who brought him up and taught him the way of cultivation can be vicious and destroy his whole family. They caught the murderer who killed his son, and they could imagine what kind of torture Jiang Zhenxian would use.

"I still have something to do, let's go first."

The woman clasped her fists together, and her figure turned into a streamer, disappearing into the sky.

"The poor way is gone."

The old Taoist smiled and walked out with a single step, and he was thousands of miles away.

Jiang Zhenxian stood alone on the top of the mountain for a long time, suddenly waved his hand, and a scene appeared in front of him. In the scene, a woman was walking in the snow leading a girl.

With a sneer in his eyes, Jiang Zhenxian murmured to himself: "Master, if you really reincarnated back to the world, I will let you feel it again, what is pain..."

…

"Master, when will I see Daddy?"

Ning Haotian let out a sigh of relief, seeing the cold air in front of him instantly being frozen into **** and falling to the ground, he couldn't help shivering, then raised his head to look at the woman beside him, and said.

"Your father should be in Yangjian now, when we can see him again depends on when he completely recovers his memory."

Ziyun chuckled lightly.

Suddenly, she turned around and took a look, a look of suspicion flashed in her eyes. Seeing that Ning Haotian wanted to ask again, Ziyun immediately picked her up and walked forward quickly.

Here, even ordinary monks who come in will be frozen into scum. It should be that no one is following her, right?

But the feeling just now...