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    Although he was a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, there was no room for him to speak when the two elders were discussing the matter.

    ??Especially something related to the future of the family.

    "Do you know why Fang Ling came to Zongzhou?" The old man pondered for a moment and then asked.

    The third elder said nothing, but looked at Tu Hongbao.  Tu Hongbao knew that he could no longer shirk it at this time, so he said in a deep voice: "This nephew doesn't know anything about it."

    "Okay, you all, please retreat!" Just as Tu Hongbao was sweating behind him, the old man waved his hand towards Tu Hongbao, indicating that he could retreat with Tu Shijin.

    After Tu Hongbao and Tu Shijin looked at each other, they both left the hall quickly and happily.

    In the main hall, the old man sitting cross-legged slowly stood up from his position.  His movements looked slow, but they were actually incredibly fast.

    This combination of fast and slow gives people an extremely weird feeling.

    "The third elder looked at the old man's changes, his face was shocked at first, and then there was a hint of joy.  He cupped his hands and said: "Congratulations, brother, congratulations, brother, you have cultivated this thick-earth true emperor's way to a great level. From now on, the power of our Tu family will reach a higher level!"

    In response to the third elder's compliment, the first elder just nodded casually. It was obvious that he was not too happy about the compliment.

    He strolled into the hall and took two steps, and the whole hall seemed to be integrated with him.  The endless earth spirit energy continued to gather in his body.

    "Hey, although the true emperor's way of Houtu is a supreme skill, if I want to understand the way of Houtu and reach the realm of the passage to illuminate the sky, I will Tu Yuanming in this life. I'm afraid it won't be possible! But I believe in Tu Tian  he¡­¡­"

    Hearing the old man¡¯s emotion, the third elder quickly comforted him: ¡°Brother Tutian can certainly achieve it. But brother, you don¡¯t have to be discouraged. Maybe by then, you and Brother Tutian will both break through the realm of Zhaotian!¡±

    "Third brother, you don't need to comfort me. I have worked hard for eight hundred years to reach where I am today, but it only took Brother Tu Tian three hundred years."

    "A few days ago, I went to my elder brother's retreat, although I didn't see him. But, I will never want to compare with my elder brother in this life!"

    There was emotion and desolation in Tu Yuanming's words, which made the third elder not know what to say for a moment.

    The elder who called himself Tu Yuanming laughed at himself and said, "Third brother, I'm just feeling emotional for a moment."

    "Although it is difficult for me to pass through Zhaotian, as long as my eldest brother can pass through Zhaotian, it will be fine within two years. We will complete this matter, and the entire Zongzhou will belong to us."

    "Whether it is Yan Chenzhou or the ancestor of Beihai Shenkong. Their ways are all flawed, and our Tu family will soon usher in a perfect passage to illuminate the sky. When that time comes, it will reappear.  Xuan Tu Gong Yitong was in the prosperous times of the Zhou Dynasty."

    The third elder looked at the high-spirited Tu Yuanming, with a smile on his majestic face.  He nodded and said: "Brother is right. In fact, this matter is also due to your painstaking arrangements, brother."

    Tu Yuanming waved his hand and said: "My arrangement is just a move, mainly due to the arrangement of my ancestors and the talent of my eldest brother"

    Just halfway through saying this, Tu Yuanming's expression suddenly changed. He waved his palm and grabbed it directly towards the distance with a big khaki hand.

    The big hand was as fast as lightning and grabbed directly towards a direction thousands of feet away.

    At this time, the direction Tu Yuanming was grabbing was a man wearing a golden robe of a disciple of the Tu family. This man had a light yellow token on his body, and he could tell at a glance that he was a junior disciple of the Tu family.

    In the entire Tu family, there are countless disciples like this.

    For such disciples, Tu Yuanming used to not even look at him, but now, he moved towards this ordinary disciple.

    This sudden movement made the third elder a little confused.  When the Tu family disciple's golden palm came a hundred feet away, he already felt something, and he quickly crushed a jade talisman in his hand.

    A black light was shrouded in the young disciples in the palm of the hand, rolling the young disciples, disappearing instantly.

    "Want to run? Come back!" As Tu Yuanming spoke, his khaki palm struck the man hard in the air as he left.

    With this palm, a big hole was made in the void.  But it's a pity that although Tu Yuanming has superb methods, the person who eavesdropped has disappeared without a trace.

    "Brother, who is that person?" The third elder looked at the slowly closing void and asked,He asked Tu Yuanming loudly.

    Tu Yuanming snorted coldly: "An outsider, an outsider who doesn't know his identity!"

    "Third brother, I think the rules of this family need to be rectified. If my consciousness hadn't happened to scan the courtyard just now and found that someone was practicing a method that was different from our Tu family's Hou Tu Zhen Huang Dao, our family would  He became a spy."

    The third elder was the elder in charge of the family. When he heard Tu Yuanming's instructions, he suddenly started sweating on his face.

    "I know I was wrong. Please rest assured, brother, I will never let this happen again."

    Tu Yuanming snorted and stopped talking, but the face of the third elder became increasingly livid. At this time, he had decided to teach the family disciples who were responsible for patrolling a lesson.

    "Brother, where do you think this person is from?"

    Tu Yuanming sneered disdainfully: "Besides Tianxiayuan, do you think there are other places?"

    "Do you really think that the emergence of another Li Jinhu who practices Shifang Tiandi Dao can suppress our Tu family? By the way, there is no need to apologize to Fang Ling tomorrow."

    "In addition, you can mobilize your manpower and check the injured person in Zhongjing City. Maybe you can catch that person."

    After saying this, Tu Yuanming did not wait for the third elder to speak again. He waved his sleeves and opened a crack in the endless earth, and then he walked into the crack himself.

    Ten miles away from the Tu family mansion, a figure was running desperately. He could no longer activate the magic formula at this time, so he could only rely on the most primitive method of running to escape.

    A mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth. As the mouthful of blood spit out, his body shook involuntarily.

    What he wants most right now is to find a place to heal his wounds, but he knows in his heart that depending on the opponent's strength, as long as he sits down, he may never have to stand up again.

    "Fang De'an, you haven't seen Shaoying yet, you can't die, let alone let others catch you!" The man who clenched his fists tightly and ran quickly kept cheering himself up.

    "Are you Fang De'an?" Fang De'an, who was trying to cheer himself up, suddenly heard clear words in his ears.

    Fang De'an didn't even think about it, and said instinctively: "I am Fang De'an, may I ask who you are"

    Before he could finish these words, a big hand grabbed him and flew away into the distance.

    A quarter of an hour later, Fang De'an appeared in a stone room, and the person who rescued him appeared in front of him along with the luminous pearl in the stone room.

    This is a middle-aged man in his thirties. His handsome features give people a gentle feeling, but his cultivation is at the early stage of the Golden Elixir.

    "I'm in the lower room, thank you for saving my life." As Fang De'an spoke, he cupped his fists and saluted the man.

    But the moment he just bowed, a biting pain appeared in his heart. He endured the pain to prevent it from showing up.

    The man stretched out his hand to support Fang De'an and asked him to stand up. He then took out a pill from his small universe bag and said: "This earth spirit pill is the most useful for your injuries. Take it."  Bar!"

    Fang De'an knew that this was not the time to be polite, so he swallowed the elixir in one gulp, then sat cross-legged on the ground and began to heal.

    Half an hour later, Fang De'an's complexion finally improved a lot, but his injuries still had not recovered.

    It¡¯s not that the pill that person gave him didn¡¯t work, it¡¯s that the person who injured him was really too strong.

    The powerful one was just a trace of power that penetrated into his body, like a tarsal maggot, which he couldn't expel at all.

    "Fang De'an, your best choice now is to leave Zhongjing City immediately according to Shaoying. This is not the place for you to stay." The man's voice sounded in Fang De'an's ears again.

    Fang De'an's face was full of excitement at this time. He grabbed the man and said, "You do you know where Shaoying is?"

    The man looked at the excited Fang De'an. After hesitating for a moment, he finally said in a deep voice: "Although Shaoying begged me, let me not tell you about her current situation."

    "But the way I look at you, you won't give up if I don't tell you the truth. Anyway, I will tell you about Shaoying's situation today."

    "Shaoying is my cousin. Her parents died when she was young, and she grew up in our family. Originally, she should have been painless and disaster-free in her life, but she didn't expect that she was selected by the Tu family ten years ago."

    What happened to being selected by the Tu family?  Fang De'an's eyes widened, waiting for the man to continue speaking.

      "The Tu family has had a holy sacrifice ceremony since three thousand years ago. It is held every hundred years. Each time, one hundred saints are selected to sacrifice to their ancestors!"

    Although Fang De'an already understood something in his heart, he still couldn't help but ask: "How to sacrifice?"

    The man pondered for a moment and said: "Sink into the Xishan Divine Tomb."

    "Can you still live?" When Fang De'an asked this question, he felt his heart beating hard.

    The man didn¡¯t show the slightest sarcasm to Fang De¡¯an¡¯s somewhat childish question.  He said calmly: "Of course I can't live."

    "Thenthen no one cares about this matter? That's a hundred lives!" After Fang De'an said these words, he felt his heart chilling.

    Will anyone take care of it?  Of course no one will care!  In the past few days since he came to Zhongjing City, he has become more familiar with the power of the Tu family.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!

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