Palace Master's Road to Unification

Ziheng walked alone in Weisheng's house, and she knew some of the people she passed by, but most of them she could only tell which sect they belonged to from their speech and behavior. Under the palace gate, she rarely goes out with her fellow sects to walk around in the various sects, so she doesn't know many people in the major sects.

A beautiful woman walked towards her. She was wearing a pink dress that smelled like a young piano. Although there were fine lines at the corners of her eyes, she still had a charm. It was not appropriate for her to wear pink at this age, but on her body But it has a different taste, which does not diminish the charm of the past.

"Palace Master Ziheng is safe and sound."

Ziheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Wenwu."

The woman nodded and chuckled lightly: "After so many years, the Palace Mistress still remembers me."

This person is Wen Pan, the mother of Wen Youqin, the number one beauty in the world.

"Wuzhu is polite. The last time I saw Wuzhu was two years ago. I still remember it."

At that time, she was still the deputy palace lord of Qiushui Palace, and went to Taohuawu for Ruan Qiushui.

"When I first met the palace lord, I thought that the palace lord would do a lot in the future, and now it seems that I was right."

Wen Pan is here to flatter her, and Ziheng is not modest: "Since Master Wenwu thinks so, I am not humble."

Wen Pan covered his lips and smiled lightly: "How many people in this world can be as forthright as the Palace Master."

"This seat hopes that Master Wenwu can be more refreshed."

Wen Pan was taken aback for a moment, and sighed: "The palace master is really straightforward, I feel ashamed."

Ziheng frowned, this way of speaking was really too troublesome: "I think Master Wen Wu didn't come here to praise me."

"To be honest, I have something to discuss with the Palace Master."

"But it doesn't matter."

Wen Pan paused for a moment, then carefully stared at Ziheng's face: "I heard from my daughter that Mr. Lan Jin from Feixueju is a guest at the palace lord. I wonder if there is such a thing?"

Ziheng was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that the other party came for Lan Jin, so he replied casually: "It's sort of."

"It's a joke, but this Mr. Lan Jin is my daughter's sweetheart. He keeps arguing with me that he wants to marry him. I am very helpless."

Wen Pan let out a long sigh, made up his mind, and said solemnly: "So I would like to ask Palace Master Ziheng not to let Lan Jin out of Jiuxiao Palace."

Ziheng remained calm, raised his eyebrows slightly: "What is the meaning of this? Could it be that Master Wenwu looks down on Feixueju?"

Wen Pan shook his head and denied: "No, the Palace Master also knows what's going on in Feixueju. It's fine for the children to fight and fight before. If they really get married, it's clear that they are against the Weisheng family."

Feixueju has always been at odds with the Weisheng family due to the events of the past, if it is heard that Youqin really married, Taohuawu will take the initiative to go to the opposite side of the Weisheng family, and the gain outweighs the loss.

"I heard that Wuzhu went to Feixueju to propose marriage before. I wonder if there is such a thing?"

Wen Pan didn't deny it: "It's true. I couldn't hold Qin Er back then, so I starred in a scene with Sheng Ju and showed it to my daughter. In fact, the two factions didn't take it too seriously."

Wen Panben and Sheng Yuan agreed to coax Wen Youqin for a while, and they would cancel the engagement when the other party got tired of it. How could Lan Jin disappear immediately after learning about it, and there was no news of Wen Youqin for three years? Since she was a child, Qin has always been interested in what she couldn't get, and the more she couldn't get it, the more persistent she became. Lan Jin has left her alone for three years, and this matter may be difficult.

"Master Wenwu disagrees with Miss Wen marrying Lan Jin because she is afraid of the Weisheng family, but I have recently heard that the life of the Weisheng family is not long, so there is no need for Master Wu to worry."

Wen Pan shook his head, somewhat disapproving, and said with a smile: "After all, this is a rumor. I also have a rumor here. Do you want to listen to it?"

"Oh?" Ziheng suddenly became interested.

Wen Pan said in a low voice: "In the past few months, the head of Yuchan Mountain and the head of the Qingnv Sect have had accidents one after another. The various sects suspect that the Weisheng family is behind the scenes."

After hearing this, Zi Heng was silent for a while, his expression did not change at all, Wen Pan secretly praised the other party for his calm demeanor, even hearing this news, his expression did not change at all.

Zi Heng said indifferently: "The various sects are quite interesting."

"Palace Master doesn't believe it?" Wen Pan shook his head and smiled, "To be honest, there were rumors that Palace Master Ziheng was from Wei Shengyuan, otherwise why would he find an excuse to deal with Broken Star Villa at this moment."

Ziheng "..."

Ziheng was silent for a while, but this really left her speechless.Some people do too many bad things, and if anything happens in the world, everyone will wonder if that person did it.

"The entanglement between this seat and the Suixingxing Villa was before the incident with the head of Yuchan Mountain."

"However, after the Sect Master Feng Du of the Qingnv Sect, the Palace Master happens to be caught between the two, so it's inevitable that people don't think too much."

Ziheng remained silent.

"I didn't mean to force you to ask anything, I just wanted to..."

"This seat should be the owner of the dock."

Wen Pan raised his brows with joy: "Then thank you."

Although Wen Pan is Ziheng's elder, he did not regard himself as an elder in his speech, but talked with Ziheng as the leader of a faction, he did not lose half of his etiquette, and he did not have any pretentious arrogance. He is much better than Wei Shengyuan, and his gentle and polite conversation is completely different from the rumored image of killing his husband in anger, and it is even more impossible to imagine how the other party taught such an arrogant daughter Wen Youqin.

"Miss Wen is beautiful and beautiful, and she is recognized as the number one beauty in the world. Wouldn't it be a pity to marry Lan Jin?"

"The master of Ziheng Palace has won the prize. My little girl really can't afford the title of the number one beauty. If I say that among the juniors, the one with the most beautiful color should be the virtuous nephew Han Zhi of the Qingnvzong, that is the real divine jade." She is the only one who deserves the title of No. [-] beauty because of her celestial appearance and lost appearance."

Wen Pan's words are neither modesty nor sarcasm, but sincere admiration for Han Zhi, and the satisfaction with Han Zhi in his eyes cannot deceive anyone.

"Sometimes I envy Sect Master Fengdu for having such a good disciple. No matter in terms of root, appearance, swordsmanship or character, he is unique and unique."

After accepting Hanzhi as his apprentice, Feng would take him with him wherever he went, intentionally or unintentionally showing his future successor to various sects. I regret that I don't have such a good disciple several times.

Zi Heng silently looked at Wen Pan, Wen Youqin and Han Zhi, one is a beautiful lotus, and the other is a pure and pure Hanmei, although Furong is difficult to raise but does not hurt people, Hanmei is tough but can send her mentor to the underworld with her own hands. Seizing the position of suzerain is even more capable of ruthlessly blaming junior sisters. This combination of appearance and character is indeed unique.

Ziheng said indifferently: "It's okay."

When Han Lu came back, she saw that her palace lord was talking happily with others. She didn't know whether it was better for her to go there or not. What if the palace lord was discussing important matters? Come here, Han Lu bit the bullet and walked over.

Han Lu obediently walked behind Zi Heng: "Palace Master."

"I still have something to do, so I won't chat with Lord Wenwu any more."

Wen Pan nodded, and the two exchanged pleasantries before leaving.

If Lan Jin really married Wen Youqin, then the relationship between the other party and Wen Pan's son-in-law should not be tense, and the two of them might be able to chat all over the world.

After walking for a while, seeing no one around, Han Lu whispered, "Young Master Ning said he understood, please rest assured, Palace Mistress."

Ziheng nodded: "Yes"

"My lord, what shall we do next?"

"Wait."

"Wait?"

"Wait for tonight's dinner party to begin."

The birthday banquet will officially begin tomorrow, and tonight is just a small gathering of various sects. Although not everyone will go, Wei Shengji will definitely come forward to establish good relations with various sects.

Han Lu blinked: "Where are we going now, Palace Master?"

"Go look at the trees."

Han Lu: "???"

Han Lu tilted her head, not knowing why.

When she smelled the fragrance, Han Lu realized that the palace lord was referring to the Yulinglong plant. The silver osmanthus was in full bloom before autumn, and the white petals kept floating down, as if heralding something. Surviving for a hundred years, there is no power to subvert nature, and it will wither before its season comes.

Today, unlike yesterday, no one watched under the tree, but a few young women gathered.

Han Lu took a closer look: "Eh? Those people are..."

Ziheng: "What?"

Han Lu: "Palace Master, those girls are disciples of Baihua Valley."

Standing under the tree were three beautiful women, their figures were slender and their skin was creamy, and they seemed to be discussing something.

The woman in pink sighed, "The sweet-scented osmanthus in Jinling blooms really early."

The woman in yellow who was a little taller than him echoed, "That's right, the osmanthus trees in the Valley of Hundred Flowers don't bloom until a month later."

"The one in our Hundred Flowers Valley is a golden osmanthus, but this one is a silver osmanthus, shouldn't it be the same...?"

"What's the difference? Isn't it all osmanthus?"

"Have you heard that sweet-scented osmanthus blooms in summer?"

The woman in yellow choked.

The woman in white said: "Have you seen enough? The time is coming, we should set off."

"Let's watch for a while, we haven't seen Yingui yet!"

The woman in yellow touched her chin and thought carefully: "Why don't you ask the owner of the valley to cultivate a plant."

The woman in pink patted the woman in yellow on the shoulder and persuaded: "That will definitely be dismissed by the owner of the valley, so you should not try too much."

Ziheng retreated behind a willow tree, if she didn't look carefully from this angle, the people over there would not be able to spot her.

"Cold dew."

Han Lu shivered with a bad feeling: "The disciple is..."

"Go and find out, I am waiting for you here."

The other party couldn't see her at this distance, but she could hear the conversation between the other party clearly.

Han Lu froze in place, Palace Mistress, why don't you tell me what to ask first!Seeing that her palace lord had no intention of supplementing the order, Han Lu healed and bit the bullet.

Han Lu turned around, put on a sweet smile on her face, walked towards the people under the tree, and asked sweetly, "Where are the sisters going?"

The woman in yellow said: "So it's Sister Han Lu, we're here for a stroll, and we're going back to Baihua Valley in a while."

Han Lu was surprised: "Sisters left so soon, why don't you wait for tomorrow's birthday party to start?"

"No, our business has been done. It's better to leave this place of tigers and wolves as soon as possible. My sister should also leave quickly."

Han Lu blinked and didn't understand, so: "I want to follow the Palace Master, so I'm afraid there will be a few more people staying here."

"Then sister, be more careful." The woman in yellow sighed, she could only remind so much.

Han Lu tilted her head, as if she didn't understand: "Why did sister say that? Although Patriarch Weisheng is a bit ruthless, Mr. Weisheng is still very good."

The woman in pink nodded and agreed very much: "I also think Mr. Weisheng is very good."

The woman in yellow continued, "Mmm! Be humble and polite, don't be humble and don't say anything, get out of the mud without being stained."

The woman in white shook her head, very helpless: "You two nymphomaniacs."

This topic is getting more and more distorted. It is true that Han Lu thinks that Mr. Weisheng is very good. In fact, she thinks that good-looking people are very good. Cough, thinking too far.

The Palace Master must have sent her here because he wanted to know about Patriarch Weisheng, but how should he speak the usual words?Han Lu meditated silently.

Several people were chatting happily, and suddenly one of them lost his mind and stopped talking. This is a very noticeable thing.

The woman in pink stretched out her hand and shook Han Lu's eyes twice: "Sister Han Lu, what are you thinking?"

Han Lu subconsciously said, "I miss my palace master."

After realizing what she said, Han Lu quickly covered her mouth, but it was too late.

"What happened to your palace master?"

"Did she treat you well?"

Han Lu blinked: "Okay, Palace Mistress treats me very well, but..."

"Just what?"

Han Lu frowned, as if recalling something: "It's just that the Palace Mistress just came out from Patriarch Weisheng's place, and she doesn't seem to be in a good mood. I'm worried."

Very well, the topic was finally brought up by her calmly, and Han Lu silently praised herself in her heart.

The woman in yellow asked tentatively: "Is your palace master very beautiful?"

"Yeah..." Han Lu answered truthfully that she didn't understand why the other party asked this.

The woman thoughtfully, shook her head and sighed: "The young one is a pervert, I didn't expect the old one to be too."

"Ah, isn't Mr. Weisheng very good?"

"I'm not talking about Weisheng Ji, I'm talking about Weisheng Zhen, the son of Patriarch Weisheng and the father of Young Master Weisheng."

The woman in pink continued: "The one who loves but can't poison the first Master Feixue and ended up poisoning the young Master Sheng Yuan?"

"That's him, but that's not the point."

"I know, you want to say that he failed to harass, but was killed by Patriarch Nangong's sister instead."

"This is a typical case of a pervert's fate."

Seeing that the conversation was getting more and more crooked, Han Lu quickly pulled the two back: "But what does this have to do with our Palace Master?"

The woman in yellow approached, and said mysteriously: "Wei Shengzhen was extremely lustful, and he died because of his lust, but maybe this lust is hereditary, old man Weisheng may just see your Palace Mistress is young and beautiful, I just want to..."

The woman in white scolded: "Azi, don't talk nonsense!"

Han Lu kept the smile on her face, and she was sweating coldly, because the gaze behind her was too hot, and she usually walks behind the palace lord, but now standing in front of the palace lord, she really couldn't bear the scorching gaze.

"I'm not talking nonsense, I'm justified! Your palace master may be in a bad mood because he was angry with the old man!"

"...Usually our Palace Master is angry with others."

"It's best for your palace to be able to get angry at him, and it's best to get angry at him to exercise his kung fu, so that you can...!"

Before the woman in yellow finished speaking, the woman in white stopped immediately: "Azi!"

The woman in pink tugged at the other person's clothes: "You Zi, you talk too much."

After realizing what she said, the woman in yellow hurriedly made amends: "Sister Han Lu is free to come to Baihua Valley to play ~ let's go first."

"Yes, yes, there are few disciples in Baihua Valley, and the owner of the valley seldom allows us to go out of the valley. The same face every day is so boring, and I just like you, a good-looking, sweet-mouthed and sensible sister, let's go first You must come!"

The three left in a hurry, leaving Han Lu in place with a look of bewilderment.

Han Lu returned back the same way with heavy steps, and said in a self-defeating way: "Palace Master, do you understand?"

Ziheng nodded slightly, thoughtfully: "Almost."

Han Lu: "Huh?"

Han Lu didn't understand what the palace lord understood at all, she didn't understand anyway, of course, if she could understand, she wouldn't need to be the palace lord.

Han Lu asked: "Then do you want to send people here?"

"It's not yet time." Things have to be done step by step, and the mountain of Weishengyuan must be overthrown before the golden stone of Weisheng Family can be moved.

Ziheng raised her head and signaled: "Afterwards, remember to move this silver osmanthus to the palace."

Han Lu was stunned: "...Yes."

As night fell, it was cloudy and windy tonight, without the sweltering heat of the past. It had just rained before evening, and the smell of wet soil was mixed in the air, which was more comfortable than the dry air in the past.

A purple figure shuttled through the night, if one ignores the sharp sword in her hand, it really looks like a female ghost who is wandering around in the night.Of course, with this sword, she was indeed going to ask for her life.

Now most of the people are gathered in the front hall, and it has just rained, so few people walk around in the courtyard, and Ziheng's movement is weird, even if someone notices it, they will think it is his own illusion.

Zi Heng stopped in her tracks, she had just been here during the day, but there seemed to be something wrong with the scene in front of her, it was not the scene during the day.

The first thing that caught her eyelids during the day was a gorgeous begonia, but now it turned into a pure white chrysanthemum.

Ziheng said indifferently: "Are you paying a funeral for yourself?"

As soon as Ziheng said this, the surrounding dead objects seemed to understand the words of the people, and began to change. The rockery and rubble moved around Ziheng quickly, as if to trap him to death here.

Zi Heng stood still at the same spot, calm and composed, as if showing a proud posture, not paying attention to these things at all.

Seeing that Ziheng was not moving, the formations also stopped, and after a while, Ziheng took a step, and the surrounding formations began to move, and every time Ziheng took a step, the surrounding scenery moved a step, as if someone deliberately manipulated it.

Suddenly a strange fragrance came to the face, the fragrance overflowed in the air, Zi Heng quickly sealed his acupoints, the fragrance of this flower was so strong that the eyes of those who smell it for the first time are dazzled and delusional, if it takes a long time, they will be poisoned and die , sealing the acupoint is only a suspension, this formation must be broken.

Every time Ziheng takes a step, there will be dead objects moving forward to block him, making it difficult to move. If he draws his sword rashly to fight, it may trigger other hidden formations, so don't be reckless.

Ziheng flew into the air, but just as his feet left the ground, arrows erupted from all around him. Ziheng quickly pulled out his sword and hit the arrows back. The arrows stopped when Ziheng's feet fell back to the ground again.

Although according to her martial arts, she can fight against the rain of arrows, but if there is a hidden formation behind her, then by the time she walks in front of Wei Shengyuan, most of her internal strength will have been crippled.

Zi Heng turned to look at the flowers, walked towards the white chrysanthemum, cut it off with a sweep of the sword tip.

However, the formation did not stop as expected, but changed at an accelerated rate, as if to lock the person who entered the formation inside.

The white chrysanthemum is too conspicuous, there should be others, the difference from the daytime is...

She thought about it carefully, and after a while, the horizontal sword cut off a few flower branches.

It's because she watched the scene here carefully during the day, if it were someone else, she would be dizzy and die of poisoning at this moment.

After a while of mist, it stopped, the strange fragrance dissipated, and a small road appeared in front of it.

"It's really well prepared."

……

In the lobby, the various sects who were guests of Weisheng Family gathered here to greet each other.

Wei Shengji, as Wei Shengyuan's grandson, naturally had to attend as a representative, but Wei Shengqing didn't know where to go.

"Since ancient times, a hero was born in a young age, and Mr. Weisheng has carried such a heavy responsibility on his shoulders at a young age. He is really young and promising." The elder of the Song family who spoke, the Song family is attached to the Weisheng family, so it is natural to flatter him when he has the opportunity some.

Wei Shengji drooped his brows and eyes, modest and cautious: "Senior has overrated you."

"Talk about me, Song, can you stop flattering me? The person who should have come hasn't come. What's the use of flattering this brat?"

The man sitting beside him with his legs crossed sneered, he had always been dissatisfied with the Weisheng family, this time he heard that Weishengyuan was seriously ill, so he had to take a good look at the joke.

Song Laoer was very dissatisfied with the man's vulgar words: "You are disrespectful to Patriarch Weisheng!"

"Let me respect you, he came out?!"

Wei Shengji was in a calm state of mind, and did not express much in the face of such words: "Grandpa will appear when the banquet starts tomorrow, so please wait a moment, seniors."

The man sneered: "I said, maybe it's because I can't get out?"

"Young Master Weisheng, in previous years, the Patriarch of Weisheng always came out to speak in advance, what happened this year?"

"Yeah yeah."

Everyone agrees with each other, and they have only one purpose, which is to confirm whether Wei Shengyuan is okay or not.

"Heh, in previous years, he was more powerful than the emperor. This year, he is so restrained. Could it be that he can't meet people?"

Song Laoer retorted: "What do you know? Patriarch Weisheng said that tomorrow is tomorrow, what can happen sooner or later, why are you in a hurry?!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, before the owner shows up, the dog barks first"

"Who are you talking about you?!"

"Our Beidou Hall has a backbone, unlike some people who flatter and follow others, who have no ethics at all."

Old Song's face was ashen, and he was about to get angry.

At this time, Wei Shengji said: "Seniors are well-known figures in the Jianghu, you should be role models for my generation, don't lose your identity because of quarrels, since grandfather is sure to attend tomorrow, he will definitely appear tomorrow."

"Tch, pretending."

At this time, the servant outside the door hurriedly came, with a panicked expression: "My lord."

"What's the matter?"

The servant leaned over and whispered in Wei Shengji's ear, and Wei Shengji's expression changed instantly: "Seniors, I'm sorry, junior."

Wei Shengji walked out quickly, everyone was stunned: "What's the matter?"

"Probably something urgent."

"I'd like to see what's urgent, it's more important than entertaining us!" There is nothing more rude than the host leaving the guests alone, and he followed out directly after saying that, he wanted to see what Wei Shengji was doing What, no one is so defiant!

"Master Yue, this is not good!" Someone shouted from behind, but the other party didn't pay attention at all.

The person who spoke also followed the person in front and walked out, and the rest of you looked at me and I looked at you: "How about we go and have a look too?"

The sky was gloomy at night, and the road was slippery. Wei Shengji walked quickly to the backyard, and before he got close, he saw three dead bodies in the yard.

Wei Shengji frowned: "Can you see who sent it?"

The servant shook his head: "The guards at the door had already died when they found out, I don't know who sent it."

The three corpses were deliberately placed at the back door. The past two days have been very rough, and I am afraid that someone wants to hinder them.

Wei Shengji frowned, and intuitively told him that the matter was not simple: "Do you know the identities of these people?"

"Someone has been sent to investigate."

Wei Shengji walked over to do the autopsy himself.

"Young master, no, we can do this kind of thing."

"No need."

These people have the most common sword wounds. They were killed by a sword piercing through their chests. Looking at the wounds on their bodies, it is impossible to tell which sect's sword moves are from them, because they are all ordinary sword moves that can no longer be ordinary.

At this time, everyone had already followed, and when they saw such a scene, they immediately shouted: "This, this, this...!"

"This is someone from Soul Devouring Peak, how could this happen!"

Wei Shengji was shocked when he heard the word Soul Devouring Peak. He guessed that the identities of these three people were not ordinary. How could they be Soul Devouring Peak? Could it be his elder brother...

"This is Elder Meng from Soul Devouring Peak, Senior Tie, Mr. Li."

Wei Shengji: "Senior, are you sure?"

"of course."

"It's true that the person from Soul Devouring Peak is right, but why did this happen, does Mr. Weisheng know who did this?"

"I don't know, someone deliberately put the body at the back door and killed all the guards."

The person who did it was obviously trying to make the Weisheng family look bad.

"Can't you tell from the wound?"

Wei Shengji was about to answer, but someone said one step ahead of him: "This is the most basic sword move, which can be used by all sects. I think this person did it on purpose."

Wei Shengji looked at the man in black clothes: "Master Ning."

Ning Zheng shook her head: "Mr. Weisheng is too careless on such an important day. If someone is concerned, he will use this to blame the Weisheng family."

Someone sneered and said, "Master Ning reminded me, what if it's a thief calling for a thief?"

"Hey, what do you mean?!"

"How could Patriarch Weisheng kill someone from Soul Devouring Peak? No matter how dissatisfied you are with Patriarch Weisheng, you can't just talk nonsense."

"Recently, Sect Master Feng Du and Sect Master Yu Hong have gone berserk for no reason, and something like this has happened in Soul Devouring Peak again. If it's not them but the Peak Master who came here this time, it will be a big deal!"

"I met these brothers a few days ago, I didn't expect that now..."

Ning Zheng echoed and sighed: "A few days ago, I also ran into these three dear friends on the East Street, but I never thought that we would meet again in this situation."

"Eastern Street?"

East Street is the place of fireworks in Jinling, where the most brothels are.

"Master Ning is very elegant!"

Ning Zheng smiled and said: "It was lucky that day, and it happened to be the day when Miss Tongyue performed a dance. When I came out, I saw these dear friends and Mr. Weisheng."

Wei Shengji stood aside, didn't speak, just pursed his lips tightly.

Everyone seemed to have caught something: "Master Ning, please tell me the details."

Ning Zheng frowned, seemingly embarrassed.

"what happened?"

"I haven't come out in the room. Although I heard something, if I say it, I'm afraid it will misunderstand everyone, so let's not say it."

Someone shook his head and sighed: "Master Ning's half-spoken words will make us misunderstand even more."

Ning Zheng sighed, seemingly very helpless: "Well, it seems that Mr. Weisheng was arguing with these brothers from Soul Devouring Peak that day over the matter of Miss Tongyue, and they almost did it, but after being persuaded, Mr. left."

The previous man sneered, "Sure enough, it's a thief calling for a thief."

Someone's eyes widened, as if in disbelief: "Mr. Weisheng, you...!"

"It turned out to be you, Young Master Weisheng!"

Wei Shengji lowered his head and remained silent.

Ning Zheng said: "Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient. The Young Master Weisheng I'm talking about is the eldest son, not this Young Master Weisheng."

Someone understood: "Oh, it turned out to be Wei Shengqing! That's no wonder!"

It's not uncommon for this dandy young master to be unable to do anything, and to fight secretly because of a disagreement.

"Even though Soul Devouring Peak is not a famous sect, it can be regarded as having a head and a face, because a woman from a brothel fights and takes someone's life. The Weisheng family really opened our eyes!"

Wei Shengji argued: "This matter is still suspicious, even if there is a verbal dispute between brother and the seniors of Soul Devouring Peak, it cannot prove that it is brother who harmed them."

Although Wei Shengji couldn't make up his mind to pay attention, he couldn't really hand over his brother.

Someone sneered: "He is your elder brother, you will naturally protect him."

"Master Ning, let me ask, did Wei Shengqing say anything that would prevent these people from getting out of Jinling alive?"

Ning Zheng looked puzzled, she didn't know whether to say or not: "This..."

"Master Ning doesn't want to say it, so it seems to be true."

Let alone the deaths of a few soul-devouring peaks, even if Wei Shengyuan destroyed the soul-devouring peak, no one would dare to say no. Poisoned and comatose, time is running out, everyone naturally wants to take this opportunity to suppress the arrogance of the Weisheng family, otherwise it will be bad if the old one is gone, and the young one is going to step on them again.

"Wei Shengji, get out of the way if you can't be the master! Let someone who can be the master give us an explanation!"

"I also ask the owner of Weisheng to give us an explanation."

"Tomorrow is the birthday banquet, and it's not like Patriarch Weisheng can't see people at this time."

"Go! Let's go to Weishengyuan for an explanation!"

……

Zi Heng broke through three formations in a row before walking in front of Wei Shengyuan.

Ziheng rubbed his wrists, and said lightly: "Senior, you should activate all the formations in the courtyard."

Wei Shengyuan's face is full of traces of time, with three thousand white hair, he looks like an old man, but unfortunately, his heart is not old: "No need, these things can't stop you, it's better to do it yourself quick."

"It seems that the seniors have long expected that this seat will come back."

"Didn't you remind the old man during the day?"

"I thought seniors wouldn't listen to my words."

Wei Shengyuan looked up to the sky with a long smile: "Hahaha, the old man has been lying on the bed for a long time, and now I just want to practice with you."

After saying this, a dark light flashed in Wei Shengyuan's eyes, and he moved in front of Ziheng in an instant, a majestic palm energy came through the clouds and pierced the sky. When the palms touched, the mountains and rivers paled, the sun and the moon dimmed, and the cracking wind tore the surrounding things to pieces. If there were living creatures beside them at this time, they would not be able to escape being torn to pieces by this force.

The spirit book of sealing the pulse did not play the usual role at all, the palm power of Weishengyuan became stronger and stronger, Ziheng squinted his eyes slightly without fear, and responded to all changes with the same, when the two sides fought, the internal force collided with the surroundings to form a wind The wall separates the two from the world, and no matter how loud the sound is, it is blocked in it.

The two were at a stalemate, and Wei Shengyuan shouted loudly: "Ha!" Another slap with all his might!

However, before this palm could be used, Wei Shengyuan vomited blood, and the internal organs of the five internal organs were burned by fire, and he lost strength and fell to the ground in an instant.

"!!!"

Wei Shengyuan couldn't believe it, how could this happen!

Ziheng retracted his palm strength, walked forward, and said slowly: "Senior just woke up, and forced to exercise his kung fu, which is not good for his health."

"What poisonous trick did you use?!"

Ziheng slightly raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Trick? This time, this seat is going to compete with senior in a fair and square way."

Wei Shengyuan sneered: "Insidious and cunning!"

"I would like to ask my senior whether the disciples of Baihua Valley gave any instructions before leaving."

Wei Shengyuan frowned, thinking carefully, the disciples of Bairi Baihua Valley gave some instructions before leaving, but he didn't pay attention to them at all.

"The Patriarch of Weisheng is old and frail, remember not to get angry, and not to practice martial arts. Doing so will ensure a long life."

How dare Baihua Valley!How dare!How dare you poison him! !How unreasonable! ! !

This is the last advice of a doctor. This poison is for those who died in the Jianghu. As long as Wei Shengyuan does not use force for the rest of his life, he will naturally be able to spend his old age in peace. Unfortunately, he is not a person who is content with peace, and he is destined not to live long.

Knowing this, Baihuagu left in a hurry, saving Weishengyuan the trouble after his death.

"Since I have learned the "Book of Sealing the Vein", I can be said to be invincible in the Jianghu. Senior is the only one who is not affected by this practice. It is a pity that others preempted it. I am quite disappointed! "

Wei Shengyuan was in a hurry, he didn't seem to believe that he would die because of this, so he tried to exercise again, but it only increased the spread of toxins in his body.

Ziheng walked around casually, as if admiring his spoils: "These things will no longer exist in a few days, so let's take a good look at them before leaving, senior."

Immediately afterwards, there was a pain in the chest, and a sharp sword passed through the back of the chest, piercing the entire heart.

Wei Shengyuan died instantly.

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Finally... finally finished writing!

Thanks to the little angel "Qi Lan" for mine~