super god ancestor

Chapter 154

Staring at the stele, the smile on Li Jingji's face stopped abruptly.

Originally thinking about the reunion of old friends, the joy of drinking and singing gradually faded, replaced by a feeling of emptiness instead of sadness.

A good person, why did he suddenly leave?

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the days when he and Zhang Sanren traveled around the rivers and lakes together.

When I saw Zhang Sanren for the first time, in the inn, he was full of youthful spirit, drawing his sword and fighting bandits.

"Don't be impulsive, lest you become a dead ghost!"

"It must be known that the strong have their own strong opponents. A mountain is higher than a mountain. If you rely on your martial arts to be outstanding, you will make enemies everywhere. Sooner or later, the boat will capsize in the gutter and die one day."

"Masters, don't do anything, you have something to say, something to say!"

"Hey, without my help, you kid can't take down this White Tiger Gang by yourself."

He rubbed the scabbard in his hand slightly, his thoughts getting deeper.

"Drinking this rice wine every day, the birds are almost fading out of my mouth.

Brat, take a sip of Lao Tzu's treasured knives, it's very strong, and you'll be proud if you drink it in a big gulp. "

"This is the secret of my family's martial arts. You can add more."

"When I close my eyes, I can always hear my father's voice, he told me to avenge my family.

I tried. I lost. "

"You continue to venture into your arena. I have money in my pocket, so I have to play around here."

"See you again, I'll treat you to a drink."

"I'm going to take a look, even if I know in my heart that I can't take revenge, I still have to go and take a look.

Otherwise, one day I will go underground, and I will be sorry for my father and those elders who were exterminated in my family. "

"After surviving by luck, Zhang Tianxiong, who was determined to take revenge and worked hard for twenty years, died."

"I changed my name to Zhang Sanren. I lived in seclusion in Aoyun Town, married a wife, and gave birth to a child. I just thought that if I tolerate three points, this life will pass away."

"Do you know? Wherever the wind blows, the grass will fall in that direction.

When I was young, I was like you, a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and felt like the wind.

But in the end, he was crippled by his enemies, and was beaten to death by this world.

Only then did I realize that I was also a grass. "

The voice of this thick-skinned old Jianghu laughing and cursing seemed to still be echoing in his ears.

But Li Jingji said goodbye, he couldn't find his old friend, only a lonely monument standing in the deep mountain.

"How did he die?"

Li Jingji opened his mouth, tried to speak a few times, but couldn't, and finally spoke slowly.

"I don't know."

The peasant woman hugged her son, wiping her callused palms, and said, "I came back half a month ago. He is covered in blood. He is already dying."

"He left money for our mother and daughter, saying it was for living expenses in the future.

I asked him and he wouldn't say what happened.

Before he died, he only confessed that he owed you a drink.

There is an altar reserved for you. If you come and want to drink, if you find it unlucky, you don't need to drink it. "

As the peasant woman said, she turned around and took out a jar of burning knives from the cellar in the house.

Li Jingji touched the altar of wine with his palm, and sat in front of Zhang Sanren's tomb, speechless for a while.

He didn't ask Zhang Sanren's cause of death, because he already had the answer in his heart.

In the ruined temple, the two had a conversation.

Zhang Sanren said that he had to go and see Zhao Baichuan who killed his whole family and occupied the magpie's nest.

The cause of death must be related to the enemy.

He didn't want to tell his wife and children, obviously he didn't want his wife and children to live with hatred.

Zhang Sanren was admonished by his father on his deathbed, tormented for half his life by the bloody feud that destroyed his entire family.

Naturally, he didn't want his son to live like him, forever bearing an irreparable hatred.

Li Jingji didn't know whether he deliberately went to seek death in front of his enemies with a heart full of courage, or if he really just wanted to have a look and lost his life when he was discovered by mistake.

How he died doesn't matter anymore.

Importantly, he died.

"It's agreed to wait for me to come and have a drink together."

Li Jingji muttered, lifted the lid, picked up the wine jar and took a big gulp.

The spirits entered the throat, scorching hot, boiling hot.

"Leave me an altar and it's over?"

Li Jingji's face turned red, and he said: "You are really dishonest, taking so much advantage of me, you don't even want to drink with me?"

He said, took another big sip, and then dumped the wine jar.

The wine was spilled in front of the tomb, and Li Jingji thought he had drunk it.

One person, one monument.

The altar of wine was drunk until late at night.

Li Jingji was drunk and got up slowly.

"Zhang Tianxiong, I have decided to avenge you."

Standing in front of the stele, he said slowly: "I really don't know if you were still plotting against me before you died."

Zhang Sanren is well aware of Li Jingji's character, and he kept this jar of wine because he was sure that he would avenge himself.

The labor fee for Li Jingji is also uncertain.

Li Jingji couldn't see through this old Jianghu who had been in the world for more than [-] years.

I don't know how much truth he has and how much falsehood he has.

But Li Jingji knew that he really regarded him as a friend.

There is no need to delve into other things.

He died, Li Jingji had to do something.

On this day, Li Jingji didn't stay long, and left Aoyun Town late at night.

He was going to go to Zhaojiabao in Jiangling Mansion three hundred miles away.

Jiangling Mansion and Zhaojiabao are quite famous forces in the rivers and lakes of Mingzhou.

20 years ago, Zhang's family was wiped out.

As the adoptive son of the Zhang family, Zhao Baichuan is in pain and is determined to practice the Zhang family's unique skill "King Kong forging the Body" well, so as to comfort the spirit of his adoptive father and his family.

Over the past twenty years, Zhao Baichuan has forcibly made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes of Mingzhou with his pair of fleshy palms.

Although he has not been able to advance to the fifth-rank realm, Zhao Baichuan is in his prime, and his strength has steadily improved, and he has reached the peak of the sixth-rank warrior.

In the Jianghu of Mingzhou, such masters are rare.

But Zhao Family Fort's momentum was huge, Zhao Baichuan's [-]th birthday tonight even invited half of the heroes from all corners of Mingzhou to watch the ceremony and congratulate him.

Even Tianjianmen and Badaomen sent elders to congratulate them.

The three major sects in Mingzhou, except for the Zhengqi sect who is the leader, have never sent anyone to come, and the two major sects have sent elders to congratulate and watch the ceremony.

There are not many people in the entire Mingzhou Jianghu who can have face.

Although Zhao Baichuan is only a thin line away from the fifth-rank realm, he is a top-notch master.

But it is also difficult to have such a momentum and a network of connections that the big shots in the Mingzhou Jianghu attach so much importance.

Many people secretly circulated that behind this Zhao Baichuan, stood a powerful and prominent family.

It was even rumored that there was an aristocratic family behind it.

These news are true and false, those who know will not say much, those who don't know the inside information often brag with others as talk, but no one believes it.

In short, tonight, Zhao Baichuan celebrated his birthday, and guests gathered.

The best restaurants in Jiangling Mansion were booked out, and the chefs were asked to make flowing water seats for the birthday banquet.

Zhao Baichuan entertained guests and friends, but anyone from Jiangling Mansion, as long as they are willing to show respect, can sit down and have a drink.

Even people from Zhaojiabao put up a sign, and the people of Jiangling Mansion, if they wish a birthday, they can receive a consistent amount of money.

This time he celebrated his birthday, half of the Jiangling Mansion was shaken.

The aroma of wine spread for dozens of miles along the Feiyun River, and it was extravagant to the extreme.

"Thank you, everyone, for coming.

Everyone's compliments really make my Zhao family flourish. "

Zhao Baichuan smiled and bowed to many masters of the Mingzhou Jianghu in the inner hall.

"It is a great honor for Master Zhao to invite us here."

"I wish the Master of Zhaobao to have today every year and the present every year."

Many high-rollers are toasting and saying auspicious words.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Baichuan felt a sense of pride in his heart, and felt that the heavens treated him well.

After working hard for so many years, he finally climbed to the current position.

In the rivers and lakes of Mingzhou, although there are not many mountains and small mountains at a glance, it can be called a bit thin.

"Ye'er, quickly pour wine for everyone."

He ordered his young son to pour wine for the guests and get drunk.

Today is his birthday, and Zhao Baichuan's mood is also unprecedentedly good.

A few days ago, except for a long-term heart disease, now three thousand high-ranking guests came to celebrate his birthday, he just felt that the roads of these years were all right.

Half-drunk and half-awake, he raised his glass and thought about his life experience.

At the age of three, his family was ruined, and he was accepted as a disciple by the head of the Zhang family, taught martial arts, and treated him like a foster son.

In those years, he was also grateful to the Zhang family for treating him well, and hoped that he could repay his foster father and the Zhang family in the future.

When he was 19 years old, it was the most critical decision moment in his life.

That day, he met a Taoist.

That Taoist stood behind a huge figure.

He coveted the Zhang family's secret method "Vajra Forging the Body", but he could negotiate with the Zhang family, but was flatly rejected.

Therefore, the Taoist found him, hoping to cooperate with Zhao Baichuan, kill people, and obtain the secret method of the Zhang family. In the future, the Taoist can be his backer.

Zhao Baichuan thought about it all night.

Now he can't remember how many psychological struggles he experienced back then, but he agreed anyway.

Afterwards, they set fire with medicine, united with evil ways, and wiped out Zhang's family. In the same year, Zhang's family leader had a son who escaped.

After Zhao Baichuan succeeded, he became a backer as he wished, and only said to the outside world that the Zhang family had offended the Demon Dao and was wiped out.

He is awe-inspiring, and wants to rebuild the glory of the Zhang family. Using the martial arts taught by the head of the Zhang family, coupled with the cultivation resources backed by the mountain, his strength is getting stronger day by day.

This Zhaojiabao was established, and gradually became a force that cannot be ignored in the Mingzhou Jianghu, and became a running dog of the nobles.

Doing things like a dog in front of the nobles, in return, is boundless scenery in the rivers and lakes.

If he hadn't been close to this backer back then, he would have been a nobody in the Zhang family if he died.

Although the head of the Zhang family treated him well, but the family business was inherited by his own son, how could there be him in the slightest?

If you want to climb up step by step, it is common to get blood on your hands.

Zhao Baichuan never regretted it, and sometimes he dreamed about Zhang's family in the middle of the night, and he didn't feel guilty.

Those who make big things, don't stick to the little things!

It's just that Zhang Tianxiong, who the Zhang family ran away, has always been his heart disease.

Only after Zhang Tianxiong died, no one would replace everything of the Zhang family.

He searched for it for many years, and finally this heart disease was completely cured.

"In the days to come, it will be me, Zhao Baichuan, who will make great achievements."

At the birthday banquet, he mingled with many guests and was very happy.

But he didn't know that there was a young man on his way with a sword in hand.

In the night, Li Jingji walked slowly with the Qingming sword in his hand.

He smelled of alcohol, but he was sober.

During those days when he was with Zhang Sanren, he also knew the location of the Zhao Family Fort, and also knew that the owner of the Zhao Family Fort, the wolf-hearted Zhao Baichuan, was a warrior at the peak of the sixth rank.

But today, he still wanted to kill Zhao Baichuan.

He wants to kill, and he can kill.

Although Li Jingji hadn't entered the ranks of the sixth rank, the cards in his hand were endless.

In Zhang's "King Kong Forging the Body", Li Jingji has reached the state of entering the palace.

The Youquan seal is on the waist, which can summon ghosts through ghosts, not only the coffin-carrying ghosts, but also a burly copper corpse that is not afraid of death or pain.

On Falling Star Island, he comprehended Pei Yu's sword intent, and his understanding of the way of the sword has been greatly improved.

And the violent talent awakened by his father.

With so many hole cards, it was enough for him to leapfrog to kill.

Asking for directions at the night market in Jianglingfu, he saw the grand birthday banquet and guessed that the owner of the Zhao family castle was not simple.

"It's really troublesome to kill him."

Li Jingji muttered, walking in the direction of Zhaojiabao, without any hesitation in his footsteps.

Trouble is trouble, people still have to kill.

Li Jingji has a surly temper. Some things, he does not consider the consequences and the so-called overall situation, but only tries to understand his thoughts and follow his heart.

Outside Zhaojiabao, due to the birthday banquet, the handles were far less strict than in the past.

Li Jingji walked to the door and was stopped.

"Young man, do you have an invitation?"

An old man with the appearance of a housekeeper asked respectfully: "If you don't have an invitation card, you can just eat and drink outside. The guests in the castle are all distinguished guests invited by the master."

Li Jingji didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

The butler of the Zhao Family Fort was stared at with chills, and was about to call the quacks from the hospital to come over.

At this moment, a voice came.

"Let him come in. Seeing that this person is imposing, he should not be an ordinary person."

"Father's birthday, feasting guests, heroes and young heroes, naturally have the qualifications to come in for a drink."

The one who spoke was a young man in his twenties.

He has delicate features and decent speech, he is Zhao Baichuan's only son, Zhao Ye.

The young castle master had already spoken, so the butler naturally didn't dare to stop him.

Zhao Ye looked at Li Jingji, sized him up and down, and smiled: "I don't know where the young hero comes from?"

He could tell that although Li Jingji's aura was restrained, he had extremely deep energy and blood power, at least above rank seven.

At such a young age, there is a tendency to step into the third-rank martial artist, and a small sect cannot be cultivated.

"No way."

Li Jingji stared at him and said calmly.

Seeing this, Zhao Ye thought that he didn't want to reveal the details and didn't care, so he welcomed him in and joked with him while laughing.

Although this Zhao Baichuan was wolf-hearted, his son was not as vicious as his father.

Although born in a wealthy family, he is well-cultivated and approachable, not like the ordinary second-generation ancestors.

Li Jingji held his sword and said nothing, and Zhao Ye was not surprised either.

All the words revealed the meaning of hoping to make friends.

Make friends?

Li Jingji secretly sighed in his heart, he wanted to kill Zhao Baichuan, so he didn't want to be friends with Zhao Ye.

Otherwise, these grievances and grievances will become more difficult to resolve in the future.

When he came here, he was only planning to kill Zhao Baichuan, and he would not do anything to anyone else in Zhaojiabao.

Although Li Jingji can't be regarded as a gentleman, it is still clear that what is worth is what is worth.

If it is not necessary, such a thing as exterminating the family will not be done.

In the hall, Zhao Baichuan was still entertaining guests and friends. He was at the top of the list, talking loudly, scolding Fang Qiu, talking about the future development of Zhaojiabao, as well as the friendship between Hope, Tianjian and Badao, two giant sects in Mingzhou.

Tianjian, the elders of the two sects of Badao, have a lukewarm attitude.

In fact, if it weren't for the face of the people behind him, a Zhao family castle would not be worth the attention of the two sects.

Li Jingji was welcomed into the hall and sat at the last seat.

He was drinking, and when he heard Zhao Baichuan's upright expression, saying that he wanted to establish rules for Mingzhou's rivers and lakes and uphold justice, a sneer appeared on his face.

After sitting for about half an hour, Li Jingji stood up.

"Master Zhao, I have something I want to ask for advice."

Li Jingji raised his wine glass with a smile on his face.

Seeing him get up, Fortress Zhao was slightly taken aback: "Young man, feel free to ask me anything."

Although he was a new face, Lord Zhao invited many people, and he didn't know which side Li Jingji belonged to.

It is not an ordinary person who can be seated, so his attitude is naturally kind.

"I want to ask the youngest son of the Zhang family, how did Zhang Tianxiong die?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

The Zhang family has been exterminated for more than twenty years.

Everything about the Zhang family has long been rarely mentioned in the Mingzhou Jianghu.

Especially, in front of Lord Zhao.

In fact, Zhang's family was destroyed back then, which was quite strange.

Although Zhao Baichuan said to the outside world, it was the work of the Demon Cult.

But if you think about it carefully, you can find many flaws.

But the truth doesn't matter, no one remembers.

Everyone only remembers that in Jiangling Mansion now, there is a Zhao Family Fort, the owner of which is unparalleled in chivalry and has a very wide network of contacts.

No one will mention the truth buried in the torrent of history.

Li Jingji's words are taboo.

Many guests figured out that something was wrong, and they were already muttering in their hearts.

The atmosphere in the hall became tense in an instant.

Zhao Baichuan's reaction was much stronger than everyone predicted.

His pupils shrank deeply, and his face was gloomy: "Who are you?"

Zhang Tianxiong died at his hands a few days ago.

Before that, no one knew that the Zhang family still had blood.

Li Jingji's words did not only break Zhang's family, it showed that he knew the inside story.

"I'm Zhang Tianxiong's old friend. Today, I'm here to seek justice."

Li Jingji pressed his palm on the Qingming sword, and said seriously.

No matter how bad Zhang Sanren was, he was also his first friend in the Jianghu.

After he died, Li Jingji felt that he should seek justice for the Zhang family on his behalf.

"Fairness? Where does fairness come from?"

Zhao Baichuan's complexion became extremely ugly, and he said in a cold voice: "Today is my birthday, if you are drunk, then say something wrong, I don't care about you, leave immediately or else"

Zhao Baichuan didn't continue talking, but his friendly smile gradually faded, replaced by a murderous intent.

"Forget it, since you don't want to give the Zhang family justice, I'll come and get it myself."

Li Jingji sighed slightly, and pulled out the Qingming Sword.

Fortress Zhao's hypocritical appearance cannot be revealed with clever words.

The Qing Ming sword, which has not been drawn out of its sheath for a month, has a full and clear sword intent.

It has been brewing for a long time, but now, the sword is drawn out of its sheath, and the sword's intent soars to the sky, diluting the joyful atmosphere of the birthday banquet.

On the day of great joy in Zhaojiabao, the murder weapon was discovered, and everyone was shocked.

There are three thousand guests in the hall full of flowers and drunkenness, and fourteen states are cold with one sword light.

　It's still a great chapter, and it's easy to write [-] characters.

　　The author of a chapter of [-] words has to stop writing a chapter for a long time, and after writing two or three chapters, he doesn't want to write.

　　Tomorrow, we will continue to make great progress!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)