Heir To All

"Well, that is the great elder of the Jiuzhou Pavilion. Five hundred years ago, he was a true immortal powerhouse."

The old man sighed, and his turbid eyes were full of envy.

"Grandpa, can we also become true immortal powerhouses in the future?"

The woman asked.

"Hey, I have no hope, but you are different. You may be able to create miracles if you concentrate on practicing."

The old man encouraged.

"If I become a true immortal powerhouse, I will take my grandfather to fly a few times over the mercenary city for everyone to see."

The woman promised.

"Okay, I'll wait."

The old man smiled. In fact, his heart was very bitter. He was severely injured, and his soul and body were hard to repair, and time was running out.

Chu Linguang stood at the door.

There are countless luxury cars in Mercenary City.

But like the nine-tailed white fox car, it is still relatively rare. It is not how powerful the nine-tailed white fox is, but this kind of monster, which is extremely difficult to subdue. It requires not only skill but also a certain amount of patience.

As for the injury of the old man.

As a true immortal powerhouse, Chu Linguang.

At the same time, it is natural to see at a glance by grasping the golden eyes.

The body and soul of the old man were severely injured.

The internal organs are drying up, it is difficult to heal itself, the soul has cracks, as if it will collapse at any time, it may be exhausted at any time.

According to the injury, the old man only has three years at most.

These were just a casual glance by Chu Linguang.

Chu Linguang didn't pay much attention to the pair of grandsons, and they didn't notice Chu Linguang either. The three of them entered the Jiuzhou Pavilion back and forth.

In the Kyushu Pavilion, there are many people coming and going, and there are all kinds of people.

Chu Linguang came to a window.

Speaking bluntly: "I want to find people from Shenzong or Baiyunzong."

"We want to know, where is Chi Yan blood?"

When the granddaughter came to a window next to Chu Linguang, the old man said bluntly.

"Wait a moment!"

The people inside the window were looking for answers for Chu Linguang and his granddaughter.

"A hundred spirit stones!"

The window staff, facing Chu Linguang.

It's just a piece of news. The price doesn't seem to be cheap, but one hundred spirit stones is the starting price of the Jiuzhou Pavilion. Chu Linguang has countless spirit stones, and he didn't care, so he handed the spirit stones to the other party.

The other party handed a bamboo slip to Chu Linguang.

All the information Chu Linguang wanted was in it.

Chu Linguang took the bamboo slips and opened them directly.

He just wants to know how to find the Shenzong or Baiyunzong disciples the fastest. Such a piece of news is of little value to many people and will not cause attention, even if it is known.

So open it directly.

This look.

Chu Linguang's eyes lit up.

According to the information marked in the bamboo slips, in this mercenary city, there are actually Shenzong personnel, and there are 20 cities outside of the mercenary city, and three of them have strongholds for Shenzong and Baiyunzong.

These one hundred spirit stones are very worthwhile.

"Five thousand spirit stones."

The old man also got a response here.

"Do you want so many spirit stones? We just asked them for a piece of news, instead of buying Chi Yan essence blood."

The woman reminded.

"If you like to buy or not, don't care about it!"

The people in the window only have Tianxian cultivation base, but they are not polite at all.

"you!"

The woman slumped and looked uncomfortable.

"Sorry, these are five thousand spirit stones."

The old man pulled down his granddaughter and handed the prepared spirit stone to the window staff. The other party checked it, and then he threw a banned bamboo slip in front of the old man.

"What is your attitude?"

The woman patted the table and said.

The other party ignored her.

The old man walked aside, looked around carefully, and then opened the bamboo slip.

The bamboo slips are radiant and scattered, and a layer of forbidden magic circle surrounds the old man, so that the content in the bamboo slips is difficult to see except for the old people in the forbidden magic circle.

Chu Linguang stood nearby.

Turned his head and glanced here.

That **** true fairy power.

With his powerful eyes and golden eyes, he conditioned deeply and reflectively penetrated the barrier of the magic circle, and saw the contents of the bamboo slips.

Chi Yan's blood is hundreds of miles away from the north gate of Mercenary City, and in the mountains and valleys.

There is a red flame beast, Jinxian's ultimate cultivation base.

See this information.

The old man closed the bamboo slips and destroyed them directly in public.

He knows that Kyushu Pavilion will follow very strict rules. After the same news is sold to people, it will not be sold to others.

There was a scarlet flame beast in Shanhegu, a hundred miles away from the northern city gate. At this moment, no one besides him knew about it.

However, the old man's expression was difficult to relax.

The Red Flame Divine Beast is the ultimate cultivation base of the Golden Immortal.

It is not easy to get a few drops of blood from it.

It's impossible, he is really hopeless.

Only three years left.

Chu Linguang retracted his gaze and left the Jiuzhou Pavilion. According to the location marked on the bamboo slips, he came to an inn, looking for the Shenzong disciple in the inn.

"My Shenzong has countless strong people. Sooner or later, we will set up branches and strong strongholds in this mercenary city."

In the inn.

A disciple of Shenzong who was full of blood, said angrily.

"I'm afraid it's a dream, even if it might happen in the future, you won't see it anymore."

A white-clothed boy grimly said.

"kill him!"

"Shit sect, dare to be presumptuous in Mercenary City!"

"It's a few months away from the Shenzong. If you kill you, the power of your Shenzong can't do anything to us."

"kill!"

Shenzong disciple seems to be in conflict with the people here.

The disciple with his head covered with blood, and several senior brothers lying behind him, were dying, all suffering severe injuries.

"go to hell!"

Baiyi Xiaosheng slashed out with a sword, and the powerful sword light locked on the blood-filled Shenzong disciple.

That Shenzong disciple, holding the sword to block, the only power of the heavenly immortals, broke out at this moment, forming a barrier, but the barrier was instantly cut, and the sharp sword light slashed towards his heavenly spirit cover, and he couldn't avoid it. Avoid, there is no way to hide.

The ferocious expression was full of despair, and finally closed his eyes.

"boom!"

There was a crackling sound.

The **** Shenzong disciple opened his eyes and saw that the arrogant little student in white flew out of the inn and fell into the wall of the building opposite, with a wooden stick stuck on his shoulder.

And in front of him, there was a strange figure standing.

"Why did he hurt you?"

The man asked him.

"He said that the Emperor Shenzong Tiangao is far away. They are all wine and rice bags. They are not qualified to eat in this inn. He wants to drive us away. I'm not convinced."

The disciple of Shenzong, who was covered in blood, wiped the blood from his face, angrily said.

"Who are you, dare to hurt me!"

The little student in white broke free from the wall, pulled out the wooden stick that pierced his shoulders, and returned to the inn. The surrounding brothers surrounded him and locked Chu Linguang one after another.

"Shenzong Junior Brother, Chu Linguang!"

Chu Linguang said coldly.