Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

Li Muchen scanned Sanji's body with his consciousness and saw the snake that blended with his soul.

He seemed to understand something.

Everyone has his own destiny and destiny.

Sanchi's fate was closely linked to the fate of the snake at the moment when he was blinded by an eagle peck.

"Okay, then I wish you can find that river soon."

"Thank you."

Dawa took out a white bone flute, respectfully presented it to Li Muchen with both hands, and said:

"Dear Mr. Li, we have nothing to thank you for. This bone flute was given to me by my grandma. I have worn it since I was a child. Now, I give it to you to express my gratitude and blessings. .”

Li Muchen looked at the bone flute with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This is no ordinary bone flute. There is a very ancient and mysterious aura lingering on this thing.

When the consciousness passed through the hole above, the sound of Qingyue's high-spirited whistling sounded in his mind.

Li Mu seemed to see an old man sitting on the solid ice of the snow-capped mountains on the plateau, playing the bone flute. The sound of the flute traveled through countless mountain peaks, across the vast ice fields, through the clouds, through time and space, and resounded throughout the rising and setting sun. In the twilight.

At that moment, for some reason, Li Muchen felt extremely lonely.

It's like he has been doing the same thing for all eternity and has never been understood.

Just like the old man playing the flute, no one can hear the sound of his flute, but it never stops.

A hand grasped his hand tightly.

He felt the warmth coming from his hands.

He opened his eyes, and a drop of clear tears fell from his eyes, falling on the back of Lin Manqing's white hands.

"Mu Chen..."

Lin Manqing looked at him with concern.

Li Muchen took a deep breath, smiled, and took the bone flute from Dawa.

"Okay, I accept your gift. I hope we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future." He said.

Dawa said happily: "I will definitely do it."

"Even if we don't see you, we will hear you when you play the flute." Sanchi raised his head, and his empty eye sockets seemed to be looking into the distance.

……

Sanchi is gone.

He was still sitting on the cart.

Dawa leads the dog, and the dog leads the cart.

The setting sun cast their shadows very long on the gray asphalt road on the outskirts of Beijing.

They headed south, toward the river that Sanchi said was guided by God.

……

Although the family meeting was held impromptu, almost all the important family members were present.

This meeting was convened by Na Qiyuan, the oldest man in the family, so even the head of the family, Na Xiyao, could only sit aside and give up his seat.

When people in the family get together, this is a harmonious and happy thing.

But there was an atmosphere of unprecedented tension in the conference room.

Some were angry, some were snickering, and most were silent.

Only Na Ru'an, sitting on the seat next to Na Xiyao, gently scraped the floating tea foam with the lid of the tea cup, looking calm.

A young man opposite him suddenly stood up, pointed at Ru'an, and said angrily: "Well Ru'an, you are just a side branch, why should you be the heir to the head of the family? Your father has not made any contribution to that family, but It was Uncle Mo He who valued you so much that he gave you the opportunity to enter the palace."

Someone next to him sneered: "Uncle Mo He doesn't value him. He just wants to marry Zhang Dian. Everyone knows that Zhang Dian's daughter can be as ugly as possible. If she is a beauty, who will get him?"

"If Zhang Dian is here, it can be regarded as a backstage, but now that Zhang Dian is dead and Uncle Mo and He are also dead, what qualifications do you have to compete for the position of the head of the family?"

A few people said something to each other, saying a lot.

The head of the family, Na Xiyao, said nothing but frowned deeply.

Na Ruan glanced at him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled disdainfully.

Na Qiyuan, who was sitting in the middle seat, coughed, and the scene immediately fell silent.

"Ru'an also has the surname Na, and the descendants of the surname Na, as long as they are not adopted, are naturally qualified to compete for the heir of the family head. However, I heard that you meddle in other people's affairs without the approval of the family meeting, and even take away other people's property. Assets, is there such a thing?”

"Yes." Ru'an didn't defend himself at all, he just lay there and gently fiddled with the lid of the tea cup.

Someone reminded: "Well Ru'an, Master Qi asked you, why are you so careless? Do you still understand the respect between elders and younger ones? Do you have any rules?"

Then Ru'an chuckled: "The elder and the younger are inferior? Who decides?"

"You!" The man stood up angrily, "Don't forget, your surname is Na, our ancestor, Na was the emperor..."

There was a loud bang, and the teacup in Ru'an's hand suddenly shattered, knocking back the man's words.

"What age have you been, and you are still thinking about the emperor? If you are so powerful, why did you change your surname? Go back to the previous surname!"

Na Ru'an sneered and scratched the table with broken pieces of porcelain, making a harsh sound.

Qi Yuan looked at him coldly and said, "You brat, you dare to despise your ancestors. Do you want to taste the family's secrets?"

Then Ru'an said: "It is also the head of the family's business to take action on the family law. You bad old man has been retired for many years, so you should stop worrying about this. Isn't it good to live for a few more years?"

Na Qiyuan was furious: "Boy, you are looking for death, right? Today I will let you know the power of that family. Someone..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ru'an suddenly raise his hand, and the broken porcelain pieces flew out, and plunged into Qi Yuan's eyebrows with a pop.

Qi Yuan leaned back, fell on the chair, tilted his head, and died.

This scene frightened everyone present.

The conference room suddenly became chaotic.

Someone shouted: "Then Ru'an killed Master Qi! Hurry, call someone!"

The bodyguards and security guards outside rushed in one after another, making the scene even more chaotic.

As the patriarch of that family, Qi Yuan naturally had strong bodyguards around him. He was only waiting outside because of the family meeting.

At this time, he rushed in and saw that the old man was dead. When he learned that it was Ru'an who killed him, he went up and took action.

But as soon as they approached Ru'an, they seemed to be caught by something. They didn't know what they saw. There was a look of horror on their faces, and then they all fell down.

When people nearby took a look, they discovered that their legs had begun to rot, and their feet and calves had turned into blood.

And the rot was still spreading upwards, spreading over his thighs and reaching his waist.

This scene shocked the rest of the family.

The bodyguards and security guards did not dare to come forward.

Then Ru'an asked with a smile: "Is there anyone who doubts me? Let me make my name first. Today I am not here to compete for the heir. Today, I am here to be the head of the family."