Chapter 4389 One Confucianism, One Way, One Servant Girl

"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. Call him by name."

"Palace Master Li, you don't intend 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 undisciplined people, but one was killed by Ning Qi before, and the remaining two undisciplined people looked at each other, smiled and shook their heads.

"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 a copy of 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. She sneered a few times:

"Then I'll go to the Moco Mountains. You guys should stay in the mountains and seas. Don't make that person unhappy. Take good care of him."

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.

Moke Mountains, 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. If nothing unexpected, that one will also be hidden in it. You have thought about it for several years, but have you ever thought about it? way to deal with it?"

The woman opened her mouth slowly.

There was a hint of evil spirit in her dignified eyes.

Those who can stand with the real immortals must also be one of the real 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. Originally, we arranged for the ghost spider mother to stop this person and seal him for generations. In the underworld, I never thought that such an accident would happen..."

The old Taoist sighed softly.

After a pause, 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. His memory has also been completely wiped out..."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Jiang Zhenxian's eyes: "Instead of being afraid of him, I should think about how to find that person. 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 murmured.

"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're 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 us both?"

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.

After a pause, "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 look of curiosity in the woman's eyes.

The old Taoist pinched his fingers and calculated, 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 those other people?"

"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 learned from them , found a trace of ecstasy.

Somebody 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 expression: "There are only those Hedaos in the world. I checked, and there was no Hedao in the area where my son disappeared."

"So, is it what the real immortal did?"

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?

"Descendants of true immortals, it is possible, 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, and 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 ruthless the former big brother in front of them is. Even the master who brought him up and taught him the way of practice can be vicious and kill his whole family. The murderer who killed his son, 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, her figure turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the sky.

"Pindao is gone too."

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 with a girl in her hand.

A sneer flashed in his eyes, and 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 slag 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 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 that feeling just now...