Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 2 The Wind Rises and the Sky Cold Chapter 149 The Ancestor of Hanshan Is Not Dead!

 "He is the patriarch! Help me take revenge!" The big man in red robe said these last words. He couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground and died. The body quickly withered and eventually turned into fly ash, and was buried by the altar. The wind swept away.

"I will avenge you." Yan Luan nodded while looking at the figure of Su Ming formed by the blood of the big man in mid-air.

Han Feizi frowned and focused her eyes on this figure. She felt that this person seemed to have a familiar feeling, but she couldn't remember where this feeling came from.

"Clan leader, leave this man to Fei'er. He killed my clansman. I will capture him." Han Feizi spoke softly, her voice as cold as ever.

"That's fine, but you only have two days, don't come back too late." The young woman smiled slightly, pulled back her hair that was blown by the wind, and said softly.

This action of hers was full of unspeakable temptation, which made the tall young man next to Han Feizi's eyes go straight, but he quickly lowered his head and did not dare to look.

"Yan Guang, you should go with us. This new Hakka from Anton can kill Lin Dong instantly, so he has some skills." Yan Luan looked back at the young man who lowered his head, raised his right hand, and touched the young man's face. Caress gently.

Yan Guang trembled, stood up quickly, and said yes respectfully.

"Go, this blood shadow can guide you to find him."

Su Ming looked at the storm in the distance, at the huge building that was blurred by the storm. (Baidu Qiu Mo Bar, official yy: 3943) Although he could not see the detailed appearance of this building, he could only see an unclear outline, but There, there was a strong pressure that moved with the storm.

He raised his right hand a little to his chest, and immediately his body's flesh and blood began to vibrate. A wisp of mist was immediately forced out of his body, and turned into a palm-sized villain in front of him. His appearance was exactly Zephyr.

"You don't know?" Su Ming withdrew his gaze from Feng Feng and looked at He Feng. His eyes were not bright, but the look in He Feng's eyes made He Feng's heart tremble. He knew that he was too impatient and aroused Su Ming's anger. Doubtful, and after experiencing these things, he no longer despised Su Ming as much as before. While he was in awe of Su Ming's mental growth, he also felt that he had been seen through.

"The villain really doesn't..." He Feng answered cautiously, but halfway through, under Su Ming's calm gaze, He Feng couldn't continue.

"The purpose of the Yanchi tribe may be for the relics of your ancestors of the Hanshan tribe, but more... it is to undo the imprint of the slave tribe. The Puqiang tribe and the Andong tribe, they have paid no attention to the cost for hundreds of years, time and time again. It is precisely for this reason that I opened this place.

I can understand if others don't know, but if you don't know..." Su Ming smiled, but that smile looked cold in Zefeng's eyes.

"Master... Gao Jian! You are wise! These things are just guesses. This... I am not sure, so I didn't say anything." Hefeng licked his lips with surprise and admiration on his face. He looked at Su Ming and spoke repeatedly. .

Su Ming looked at He Feng. He had never seen such words and expressions from the other party.

Under Su Ming's gaze, Hefeng blinked nervously and was about to speak.

"Actually, I know what you're hiding." Su Ming suddenly spoke, and his words made He Feng's heart tremble.

Su Ming withdrew his eyes from Ze Feng and looked at the sandy plain surrounded by valleys in the distance, at the buildings in the storm that connected the sky and the earth. From this position, he could not hear the sound of the storm, but he could feel the presence of the storm. Astonishing power.

"The villain really didn't hide anything. Master, don't be suspicious. This... I really didn't hide everything I knew. I told the master. Moreover, my life is in the hands of the master. How dare I hide it from the master.

Besides, the master is wise and powerful, he can tell what I am thinking at a glance, how dare I..." Hefeng smiled bitterly, but he snorted in his heart, secretly thinking that he had never seen anything in his many years of experience, this Mo Su kid's lie , don't let him be fooled.

"The ancestor of Hanshan is not dead." Su Ming muttered as he looked at the buildings in the storm in the distance.

Ze Feng's heart was shaken. He originally wanted to hide it, but Su Ming's words were like a thunderbolt coming down, causing all of Ze Feng's concealment to collapse, revealing the true secret in his heart.

This secret was everything to him and the most important thing to him. But at this moment, Su Ming's murmuring voice told him directly. More importantly, Su Ming's tone was not questioning, and he did not even ask Hefeng. , but talking to himself.

"Master...Master is joking...this...how is this possible?" Hefeng took a deep breath. Although his expression changed drastically, this did not prove that he was guilty. He could use his disbelief as a cover-up.

"How is it possible that the ancestor is not dead? If the ancestor is not dead, how can the three tribes dare to rebel? If the ancestor is not dead, the three tribes would have been frightened. How could they still stay in Hanshan City..." He Feng looked in disbelief. , seeing that Su Ming ignored him and kept looking at the building in the storm in the distance, he knew that there was the tomb of his ancestor.

"I understand. Master thinks that the three tribes have always been slaves, and they will be restricted to this day. From this point of view, do you guess that the ancestor is not dead? If so, master, you guessed wrong. I know through some classics that the three tribes back then were The blood was taken out by the ancestor and condensed on three stone pillars. The stone pillars will not be broken, and the three tribes will be slaves forever.

These three stone pillars were sitting with the ancestor. "If the ancestor had not died, the three bloodlines could have been destroyed instantly with just a thought. How could they be left here today?" Hefeng's face showed a daze, and he quickly explained hesitantly. , seemed to be thinking while explaining, and did not directly deny it, but revealed a kind of thinking and analysis in the words whether this matter could happen.

"He Feng, I can feel his aura." Su Ming closed his eyes and spoke slowly. He did not deceive He Feng. Standing here, when he looked at the buildings in the storm, he felt something A strong spiritual energy spread out from the building in the storm.

Su Ming couldn't sense this spiritual energy before the flesh and blood veins formed in his body. But at this moment, the feeling was very clear. Coupled with the small cyan sword in his body, there was something different here. .

This majestic spiritual energy is filled with vitality and endless, and it definitely doesn't look like a tomb!

His words shocked Zefeng's heart again, and he couldn't help but fall silent.

"How long are you going to keep this from me!" Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes, filled with indifference and coldness. He stared at the breeze floating in front of him and took a step forward to approach.

He Feng's body trembled, and he was about to retreat when he saw a flash of green light, and the small green sword suddenly flew out from the center of Su Ming's eyebrows, circled around He Feng, and stopped him from retreating. At the same time, it stopped in front of He Feng, with the tip of the sword pointed straight at its forehead.

The cold air dissipated, and Hefeng was panicked. He was frightened by the power of the sword, and slowly smiled bitterly.

"The master is clever, but the villain did show his flaws in his anxiety."...The ancestor is indeed not dead.

"Hefeng looked complicated and whispered bitterly.

"This is the biggest secret of our Hanshan tribe. An accident occurred in my ancestor's practice back then. He built this tomb and retreated here..." He once said that if he came out of seclusion within a hundred years, his cultivation level would be able to break through. If you haven't left the customs, future generations should not disturb you.

As time passed, rumors gradually emerged of the death of the ancestor. After several trials, the three tribes, with the help of outsiders, suppressed the restrictions of being a slave and replaced the Hanshan tribe.

But even they can't tell whether the ancestor is dead. Over the past hundreds of years, they have opened this place again and again to get rid of the stigma of the slave tribe. They also have the purpose of seeing whether the ancestor is dead...

Behind the three divisions, I have secretly investigated over the years and discovered the presence of the Tianhan Sect. I think back in the rebellion, the Tianhan Sect helped, and the three divisions were under the control of the three forces of the Tianhan Sect, so they were naturally at odds with each other.

This time Yanchibu has mastered the method of teleportation, and their ambitions are growing. If they open the retreat place of their ancestors, it will be fine if the ancestors are dead, but if they are really not dead..." Hefeng said this, his expression was gloomy, and he paused one time.

"If the ancestor of Hanshan is not dead, the forces behind the Tianhan Sect must know about Yanchi's actions this time. If so, they will appear and kill the ancestor of Hanshan." Su Ming slowly said Open your mouth.

He Feng acquiesced. After hesitating for a while, he seemed to have made a decision. He looked at Su Ming and whispered: "Master, I can allow the master to enter the retreat place of the ancestors without breaking this restriction. If the master enters in advance, Perhaps the harvest will exceed that of Yanchibe."

Su Ming glanced at He Feng and said nothing.

"Fang Mu's aunt Canglan, as a Tianhan Sect disciple, can return to Eastern An at this moment... Then Han Feizi and the Tianhan Sect forces behind Yan Chi can also send people here...

No wonder Han Feizi asked for a delay even though she could enter the Tianhan Sect. I am afraid that this matter is also related to this place. Su Ming's eyes were filled with contemplation as he looked at the blurry buildings in the plain surrounded by many valleys in the distance. He took a step forward. The direction he was going was not to the plain in the distance, but to the left.

"There must be changes here. Going to the retreat place of the ancestors of Hanshan too early will cause too much trouble... And even if the ancestors of Hanshan are really not dead, let's not talk about the follow-up methods of the Yanchi Department. It's hard to explain why I enslaved the tribesmen.

It is better to search for Tian Laizhi first and gather all the medicinal materials for tempering the life-killing powder before making a decision. "Su Ming remained silent, and the mark dispersed (Baidu Qiu Mo Bar, official yy: 3943), spread over a radius of two hundred feet, and disappeared into the mountains.

Time passed, and half an hour later, a group of white clouds suddenly appeared in the mist in the sky, roaring towards them. Han Feizi was wearing a veil on the white clouds, her beautiful eyes were elegant, and behind her was a tall young man named Yan Guang. In front of the two of them, there was a shadow of blood, pointing them to this place.

"This person stayed here half an hour ago..." Han Feizi raised her hand and pointed at the blood shadow, closed her eyes, opened them after a moment, and spoke lightly. (To be continued)