Chapter Seven Hundred and Fourteen Lucky

By tracing the source of the blood, one can find the source of the blood with the way of the immortal.

Therefore, as long as Chen Jing holds Gong Zhengchu's broken finger, as long as the distance is not far, he can always be found.

One second before entering Chilong Valley, the real Chiyang and the white-haired old man turned into two groups of light, one red and one blue, striking like lightning in the air, thunder and lightning.

The battle of this level of masters has a wide impact. Although it did not harm the surrounding environment, if Chen Jing stayed here to watch, he might be noticed.

After entering Red Dragon Valley, he quickly sensed Gong Zhengchu's location with the guidance of the immortal.

After all, his current state is Yangshen.

Yangshen's induction was already very strong, and after crossing almost half of the valley, he landed in front of a mountain temple.

In the invisible state, no one can see him, but he can see people coming and going inside, and there are quite a few of them.

‘Actually, whether it’s the Quanzhen School or the Orthodox School, as long as it’s the orthodox root system, it’s basically out of the world. Taboo mundane. In real terms, they can be regarded as one of the oldest sects, but they are isolated from the world, which makes the outside China land divided by the seven great families. '

If they want to go out to fight, they will definitely have a share in the division of the seven great families.

"Brother Gong, why did you get injured?"

In one of the quietest herbal medicine rooms in the mountain temple, a Taoist boy was applying medicine to Gong Zhengchu.

Gong Zhengchu grinned, enduring the pain. The loss of five fingers on his left hand made him a useless person from then on. However, this is not a big problem for their faction.

In the future, as long as you find a person with compatible blood, cut off other people's hands, and put them on your own wrist, you can still hug women and play celebrities.

"What's going on outside the mountain?" Gong Zhengchu didn't say how his hand was injured, but only talked about what happened outside the mountain.

He came in in a hurry before, and he also caught a glimpse of something wrong nearby, especially the two old men on the mountain peak.

"A red-haired old man came here before and went crazy, trying to smash our mountain gate. At this time, Master Uncle appeared and blocked him. Moreover, Master Uncle also ordered us not to go out, so the old man will be dealt with by him. Now, the fight should be fierce. Brother Gong, don't be curious to watch it. It would be bad if it is affected. And this is not the first time, our uncle, who has made enemies It's not unusual for someone to come to your door."

That Daotong seemed to be used to this kind of thing.

"Master Uncle Li Haochen? He's still alive?" Gong Zhengchu was a little surprised.

Of course he is not from Maoshan, but a descendant of Gezaoshan. Only because Gezao Mountain, Maoshan Mountain and Longhu Mountain belong to the same school. Therefore, the relationship between these three factions is also very close. Disciples are also called brothers and sisters, and their daily exchanges are relatively complicated.

In Gong Zhengchu's impression, that Li Haochen's master uncle was probably over 300 years old. Once there was a Jiazi who disappeared, and many people thought he was dead.

Unexpectedly, he is still alive now.

"No, it's been 63 years since my uncle disappeared. My master wasn't even born before he disappeared. He suddenly appeared just three months ago, which shocked everyone. I thought his return would make the sect flourish." Fan, but I didn't expect that Master Uncle didn't care about anything, and brought endless troubles to the sect.

Since he came back, countless ghosts and ghosts have come to his door, and the same is true for the red-haired old man today.

At the beginning, everyone was curious. Some people went out to watch the battle boldly, but they were directly affected to death.

Later, there were many such things, and we are not surprised. Now all of us in the faction hope that Master Uncle will leave as soon as possible.

Fortunately, he also spoke, saying that he would leave after a while. By then, our sect will probably return to its previous peaceful state. "

Gong Zhengchu couldn't laugh when he heard it.

He had heard his grandfather talk about Li Haochen in Maoshan. This person is a generation of geniuses in Maoshan, but because of his eccentric temperament, few people liked him 300 years ago.

The higher his cultivation, the higher he is,

But he always takes himself as the center, does his own business, and doesn't care about the sect's affairs.

With such a personality, it's no wonder that the disciples of the sect don't have any hope for him.

'Alright, with Li Haochen here, I can stay here with peace of mind. I don't know who the person chasing and killing me is, but no matter who it is, they dare not chase me here. '

Gong Zhengchu thought joyfully in his heart, but he cried out in pain because of the gauze wrapping.

"Okay, Brother Gong, you can do it yourself, I have something to do first."

"Thank you, you can go to work, we two factions are as close as brothers, so you're welcome. Besides, it's not the first time I've come here."

After Daotong left, Gong Zhengchu sat comfortably on the recliner and took a rest.

Chen Jing was chasing after his breath, and was 3 meters away from him, looking at him coldly.

"It's weird, why do I always feel like I'm being stared at by someone, it's weird."

After lying down for a while, Gong Zhengchu looked around, and after seeing no one, he closed his eyes and rested, thinking about the identity of the person who chased and killed him.

"I don't remember who I offended? If I had to say it, could it be that kid Chen Jing? But that kid has this kind of energy?"

Gong Zhengchu frowned slightly: "No, his surname is Chen, could he be a descendant of that Laoshizi Chen family?"

In fact, no matter in Gezao Mountain or Maoshan Mountain, the Seven Great Aristocratic Families do not think highly of them. Do you think the Seven Great Aristocratic Families are also called Cultivation Aristocratic Families?

Fighting for profit, more like a businessman. How can there be the slightest appearance of a practitioner?

In practice, one should be detached from things. In the eyes of disciples of the "orthodox" Taoist sect, it is simply ridiculous that the Seven Great Aristocratic Families hold a Raoshizi [Wushuang League] every year for the purpose of benefit distribution.

Therefore, they usually look down on the Seven Great Aristocratic Families, and they don't know much about the Seven Great Aristocratic Families.

Now thinking of Guigu Chen's family, the more Gong Zhengchu thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility.

"It's fine if it's not the Chen family. If it's the Chen family, hmph, the monk can't run away from the temple if he can run away. When I go back, I'll ask someone to step down the ghost valley directly. It's just a matter of gestures."

Although he himself has not even crossed the threshold of Qi refining, this does not prevent him from still despising the Seven Great Aristocratic Families.

Not to mention anything else, let's take Maoshan faction as an example.

According to legend, the master and uncle of the Maoshan School had already transcended life and death, and entered the realm of the mystical golden elixir.

Can the Seven Great Aristocratic Families dare to imagine this kind of state? Can it be achieved?

I'm afraid I can't even dream of it!

And in their Gezao Mountain, the patriarch of his palace family, counting as his great ancestor (six generations of ancestors), is still alive now.

Although there is no golden core realm, but he has half stepped into this secret realm.

This is also the source of his greatest reliance and pride. Although this great ancestor has not been born for more than 120 years, according to his grandfather, he is still alive. Every year on special festivals, he will follow him to kowtow and worship through the stone wall of the retreat.

He was able to receive courtesy when he first came to the Maoshan School, and he was more or less honored by the Taizu.

"Ding Dong~"

While Gong Zhengchu was thinking wildly, suddenly the outside of the pharmacy seemed to be cracked, and something fell out.

He got up and walked out, looked to the side, and saw a crack in the stone mountain, and a black ruler slipped out from it.

"what?"

Gong Zhengchu saw that there was no one around, so he hurried over to pick up the ruler in his hand, wiped it with his sleeve, and saw that there was still a word on it: "Tsk, measure the sky ruler?"

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