Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 329 Gathering in Cangwu
The patriarch Mu Qing's long hair flew up, and he raised his hand, and the mirror shattered into countless irregular small fragments, slowly floated up into the air, and condensed into a small bronze mirror that was as long as a palm and as wide as three fingers in his hand.

This is the original appearance of the Kunlun mirror.

The patriarch took a deep look at his clansmen, and his body gradually turned into a snowstorm:
"Let's go."

August [-]th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Hai time.

Jiannan Road, Yucheng, Zhaojiacun.

The hill next to the village.

Zhao Shou smoked a dry cigarette and knelt in front of the three tombs. He knocked the cigarette bag on the earthen tomb on the far left, and exhaled a puff of blue smoke:

"Brother Changyuan, take a bite?"

Then he took another sip and swallowed, "Sister-in-law is happy today, she won't scold you, don't you think so, sister-in-law?"

He looked at the stele on the far right and let out a long breath:

"A rare reunion, the children who left home have returned."

Behind him, Zhao Wujiang and the patriarch of the Kunlun survivors walked slowly.

Zhao Wujiang stared blankly at the three graves in front of him, many words welled up in his heart, and he wanted to say them out.

But thousands of words, only one sentence condensed on his lips:
"Father, Miss Ah Zhao is back."

The memory was overwhelmed, he knelt down on his knees, and there were pictures of the past in his mind.

On the side, Zhao Shou was sitting on the ground, his clothes were covered with mud, the full moon was cold, and the dry smoke covered his face:

"you're old"

He said to listen to the patriarch in front of him.

"Not as good as you." The patriarch smiled with emotion. He and Zhao Shou had known each other since their early years.

"Why don't you bring me a radish from Kunlun?" Zhao Shou knocked the cigarette stick on the ground, then took out shredded tobacco from the pouch and stuffed it into the head of the cigarette stick.

The Kunlun patriarch didn't expect Zhao Shou to talk so off topic, he shook his head and said with a smile:
"I left in a hurry and forgot to bring you some wild ginseng."

"I owe it first, let's talk when I come back." Zhao Shou took a few bites, and spit out the blue mist with a happy expression.

The patriarch's eyes flickered, and he looked at Zhao Shou: "You want to go too?"

"I've been guarding it all my life." Zhao Shou looked at Yuan Yue and murmured softly.

I have been guarding it all my life, but guarding alone cannot guard the pure land in my heart.

August [-]th, at the end of Xushi, near Hai.

Cangwu Mountain is deeply immersed in darkness, without moonlight, and at this moment, someone, with the moonlight behind his back, is staring at this darkness.

"Here we come." Li Chunjun sat by the pit, like an old man fishing, and Lin Tiannan, who was as strong as an ox, squatted beside him.

Some people come wearing stars and moons.

The flying figures moved from far to near, and Li Chunjun saw three people coming.

On the left is a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life, wearing a white Confucian shirt. This Confucian shirt is extremely uncoordinated on him, but it seems to be the only clean clothes he can get his hands on.

In the middle is a young man, about twenty-five, handsome and handsome, wearing an ink-like black shirt, Li Chunjun's eyes are slightly narrowed, he knows this young man, it is Zhao Wujiang who erected a statue by the people of Lingnan Road.

The person on the far right is wearing an ash-wood robe, embroidered with the ancient Yue Cangmu tree of Qingtian Mountain, and the most peculiar thing is that his head is full of wood-blue hair.

At the same time, Li Chunjun felt an aura similar to the spirit of the white tiger on him.

The three landed, and the five clasped their fists in salute.

"Aoki, the patriarch of the Kunlun Protoss."

"Zhao Family Village in Jiannan, Zhao Wujiang."

"Jiannan Zhao Family Village, Zhao Shou."

"Li Chunjun, the leader of Jianghu Alliance."

"Lin Tiannan, deputy leader of Jianghu League."

Lin Tiannan has been looking at Zhao Wujiang in shock since he appeared. He has not seen Zhao Wujiang for half a year. He felt the oppressive feeling in Zhao Wujiang's body. Although it was not as strong as Li Chunjun, it was already extremely strong.

He stroked his bald head and sighed:
"Zhao Wujiang, your talent is too powerful, right? It's been a while since I saw you, tsk tsk.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to find someone as arrogant as you in the world. "

As soon as the words fell, a loud laugh sounded.

"fart!"

There was a sound of breaking through the sky, and two figures flew over again.

The first person to arrive was a young man with bright silver hair, and it was Chaos.

As soon as he landed, he stared at Zhao Wujiang with an unhappy expression on his face:
"Why don't you call me? Afraid I will steal your limelight?"

Lin Tiannan's eyes widened angrily, isn't this Chaos who wanted to take down Zhao Wujiang back then?Looking at Chaos now, it doesn't look like hostility.

He said in surprise: "Zhao Wujiang, have you subdued Chaos?"

"Can you talk, you bald man? This is called Wangnianjiao." Chaos darkened his face, and then found that the words were inappropriate, and tried to correct them:
"This is Guan Bao's acquaintance!"

Another person walking with Chaos has appeared, an old man wearing a silver and black intertwined robe, about five feet tall, with a hunched back.

"By the way, this is an old guy from the Zhou family, named Ji Jichang, who is about to reach the seventh level.

The old fellows from other clans don't want to show off my face any more, so they can't be summoned. "

Chaos is introduced to everyone.

Everyone nodded to Ji Jichang.

Li Chunjun looked at everyone:
"I don't know if there are still fellow daoists coming, the door of the tomb was opened yesterday, the time is not waiting for us, not waiting.

The situation must be clear to everyone, so the old man will not go into details. "

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the flying sword and jumped forward.

Zhao Wujiang could clearly feel the sadness in Li Chunjun's eyes.

"An old man has a big temper, that's his virtue." Lin Tiannan explained to everyone with a smile, and then jumped into the sinkhole.

The patriarch of the Kunlun Survivor Clan and Zhao Shou stepped lightly and followed them in.

Chaos stopped Zhao Wujiang, and signaled that he had something to say, Ji Jichang of the Zhou family had his hands behind his back, and his figure flew away:
"The old man is one step ahead."

There were only Chaos and Zhao Wujiang left at the top, Zhao Wujiang's eyes were full of yin and yang, and he asked doubtfully, "What's the matter?"

The night wind blew Chaotic long hair, he smiled and said, "Can you feel the smell of incense? Are you close to a god?"

Zhao Wujiang shook his head, his eyes flickered:

"No, it's only the sixth level now, and it's hard to go any further.

Even if you have luck and incense, you can only reach the seventh level. "

"Then I'll ask you again." Chaos' voice became slightly lower:
"Why didn't you call Wang Yuan?"

"He has only ascended the first step, is it useful?" Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice, with his back to the moonlight, he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Although Dan is a false god, is it meaningful to climb a few steps in front of him? Except for Li Chunjun who can survive a few tricks, you and I have no chance!"

Chaos' left eye filled with silvery white moonlight, his right eye escaped into the boundless darkness, his voice was faint:
"You didn't call me either!
When I came here, I went to the clan to invite people, except for the Wang family and the Zhou family, the rest ignored me, and Wang Yuan, told me clearly, you told him not to participate in this matter! "

"There is no solution to this matter, and there is no point for him to come." The yin and yang colors in Zhao Wujiang's eyes kept spinning, and the mighty aura whizzed around with the night wind wrapped around it.

"What about me? I have recovered to the eighth level." The chaotic young man frowned deeply, and he looked at Zhao Wujiang's face:

"It's not completely incomprehensible. Although we are no match for Dan, we can re-seal him with the help of the Sui Ren Seal in Cangwu's tomb!
One more person, one more opportunity.

I made appointments with various tribes before, and I wanted to save Taotie just for the sake of more power.

And you didn't call me, why? "

(End of this chapter)