The ancestor of talismans

"Respectfully send the ancestor to heaven."

"Respectfully send the ancestor to heaven."

"Rest in peace, ancestor."

"Ancestor, I can't bear to see you go!"

The Zhu family was crying.

Xu Changshou also felt a sense of grief.

So what if he was a foundation-building cultivator? In the end, he would still be a handful of soil.

Foundation-building is so difficult, why do so many people want to build a foundation?

Even if they build a foundation, won't they still die in the end?

At this moment, Xu Changshou wanted to lie down in his heart.

Just like those menial disciples of Green Ink Peak, instead of spending so much effort to build a foundation, it is better to lie down directly.

After a hundred years, wouldn't it be good to return to secular life?

A plowing ox and half a field, the harvest depends on the sky and the barrenness depends on the sky, after the rain, you can build a boat, fish on one side and wine on the other.

Life is only a hundred years, you can do whatever you want, why force yourself to build a foundation?

No!

Xu Changshou suddenly woke up, and the idea of ​​lying down must not be entertained.

He had to build a foundation. Only by building a foundation could he see a higher and farther world.

Not only did he have to build a foundation, he also had to form a pill, a Nascent Soul, and a Spiritual Transformation...

The road ahead was still long. He had not yet solved the secret of the blood jade talisman, nor had he found the Xu family in his dream.

He must not lie down!

Xu Changshou's eyes changed, and his gaze became extremely firm.

At this time, looking at Zhu Biao again, his realm had fallen to the twelfth level of Qi Refining, and was still falling.

Qi Refining Eleventh Level.

Tenth Level.

Nineth Level.

Eighth Level...

At the same time, Zhu Biao's corpse spots became more and more.

This level of cultivation is not easy to cultivate, but it is much faster to transform into a Dao.

Soon, Zhu Biao lost the aura of spiritual energy, and the whole person became extremely weak.

"Ancestor!"

"Woo woo woo~"

"Grandpa!"

The Zhu family cried even more heartbreakingly.

"Senior Brother Xu, why didn't you see Senior Brother Sun?" Hu Jiuniang suddenly spoke in Xu Changshou's ear.

Senior Brother Sun?

Xu Changshou scratched his head and looked around. Sure enough, he didn't see Sun Zhengyang.

"Strange, where did Senior Brother Sun go?"

"Senior Brother Xu, didn't you see Senior Brother Sun either?"

"No, I saw him for the last time last night."

"Senior Brother Sun is really something! We are here to attend Uncle Zhu's Dao Ceremony. It's so rude of him not to come at this time."

Xu Changshou glanced at Leng Muyang and saw that the latter looked normal. Xu Changshou nodded secretly. He and Sun Zhengyang were close. Since Leng Muyang didn't react, Sun Zhengyang must be fine.

"I'm leaving!"

Suddenly, Zhu Biao wailed, then lowered his head and lost his breath.

"Ancestor, wuwuwu!"

"Grandpa! Wuwuwu!"

"Ancestor, why did you abandon us?"

"Ancestor, how can we live without you?"

The Zhu family cried miserably.

At this moment, Sun Zhengyang suddenly ran in with a bulging deerskin bag in his hand.

Coming closer, Sun Zhangyang shouted loudly: "It's bad, it's bad, Senior Brother Leng is in trouble."

Leng Muyang's face was stern, and he said seriously: "Don't panic, what happened, tell me quickly."

"The Zhu family colluded with evil demons and practiced evil skills, and has betrayed the sect." Sun Zhengyang said confidently.

"What!"

"Impossible."

"Daoyou Sun, don't slander us."

The people of the Zhu family were not calm, and they didn't care about crying at this time. They looked at Sun Zhengyang angrily.

Once the Zhu family was labeled as betraying the sect, their Zhu family would have only one end, that is, extermination.

Seeing this situation, Xu Changshou was stunned at first, and then reacted.

Leng Muyang came to the Zhu family. As for why he wanted to do it, Xu Changshou was not very clear, but he guessed that he must have come for some treasure of the Zhu family.

Just like him and Hu Jiuniang, they both came for the four-leaf clover of the Zhu family.

With Leng Muyang's identity, I'm afraid he has a bigger plan.

Of course, Leng Muyang didn't dare to do anything before Zhu Biao became a Daoist.

After all, he was a great cultivator of foundation building. Even a cultivator of foundation building who was on the verge of becoming a Daoist could easily kill a cultivator in the Qi Refining realm.

"Shut up!"

Leng Muyang stopped Sun Zhengyang and glared at him, saying, "Brother Sun, Uncle Zhu has devoted himself to the sect. The Zhu family is a loyal family. How could they betray the sect? Don't talk nonsense."

Sun Zhengyang loudly defended, "Brother Leng, I didn't talk nonsense. The Zhu family really practiced evil skills and has betrayed the sect."

"Nonsense!"

"You are slandering me."

"Daoyou Sun, you are really hitting the nail on the head."

"Daoyou Sun, my Zhu family has no grudges against you in the past or in the present. Why do you want to harm my Zhu family?"

The Zhu family broke their defense and were collectively angry.

The ancestor had just become a Daoist, and he was bullied. It was too much.

"Quiet, all of you!"

Zhu Songling waved his hand, signaling the Zhu family to be quiet.

He calmed himself down, looked at Sun Zhengyang calmly, and said seriously: "Daoyou Sun, my Zhu family is loyal to the sect, and you can't slander us just because you want to.

You said my Zhu family practiced evil skills and colluded with evil demons. Show me the evidence."

"Evidence, of course I have it!"

Sun Zhengyang raised the deerskin bag in his hand and said disdainfully: "The evidence of the Zhu family practicing evil skills is all in this bag. If you want to see it..."

"Wait!"

Leng Muyang suddenly interrupted Sun Zhengyang and asked, "Junior Brother Sun, think about it. If you can't produce evidence that the Zhu family is colluding with evil, I will not forgive you."

Zhu Songling said, "Fellow Daoist Leng, I can guarantee that Fellow Daoist Sun is absolutely lying."

Leng Muyang's face was stern, and he said coldly, "Fellow Daoist Zhu, listen to me. If Junior Brother Sun can't produce evidence, I will naturally not forgive him. But if he produces evidence, don't blame me for bloodbathing Zhujia Kiln."

Zhu Songling clasped his fists and bowed, saying sharply, "My Zhu family is loyal and will never betray the sect. If Fellow Daoist Sun can produce evidence that my Zhu family practices evil skills, you can kill or cut him, whatever you want."

"Okay!"

Leng Muyang looked at Sun Zhengyang, "Junior Brother Sun, where is your evidence?"

Swish~

Sun Zhengyang threw the deerskin bag in his hand, and blood flowed all over the floor. The deerskin bag was actually filled with black dog blood.

Xu Changshou was stunned.

What can a bag of black dog blood prove?

How can it be used to prove that the Zhu family practiced magic.

"Hahaha, black dog blood, it's black dog blood!"

"Is this evidence? It's ridiculous!"

"Funny, funny, it's ridiculous!"

"How can a bag of black dog blood prove that my Zhu family betrayed the sect?"

The Zhu family members were furious and glared at Sun Zhengyang.

Zhu Songling breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was some evidence, and it was a prank after all this time.

He looked at Leng Muyang: "Fellow Daoist Leng, what do you think?"

Leng Muyang's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness: "Fellow Daoist Zhu, the evidence is conclusive, what else do you want me to say?"

Zhu Songling was stunned, how could it be conclusive evidence, a bag of black dog blood, what can it prove?

Xu Changshou was stunned and said that he had learned a lot.

Just finding a bag of black dog blood, and slandering the Zhu family for betraying the sect, this plot is too ridiculous.