Martial Inverse

After leaving Yuyue Casino, the skinny old man looked back, sighed softly, and carried Yuan Po with three second-generation ancestors, and walked towards Yuan's house.

Seeing that his family was brought back only on the first day, one can imagine how angry Mrs. Yuan was.

"Bastard, who did this?!"

Yuan Hongbai, who was hundreds of years old, had his hair standing on end, and he looked like an angry lion with an angry face. The three second-generation ancestors knelt down in front of him and trembled, not daring to speak.

"Master Yuan, the matter is like this"

The skinny old man told the whole story and the cause of the incident, and finally he said, "I suspect that the young man named Hao Fen should be a member of the Xiangshi family of another dynasty, and this time it should be a provocation. .”

"snort!"

Yuan Hong snorted angrily, and reprimanded, "Even so, why didn't you stop Po'er?!"

"Well"

The corner of the skinny old man's mouth twitched, and a look of displeasure flashed across his face. Moreover, he felt that even if he was himself, he might not be the boy's opponent.

What's more, I sent it back with good intentions, but I was scolded a lot, and I was even more dissatisfied at the moment.

People want to save face, especially their proud Master Xiangshi!

"Old Yuan, you can go out and ask about the situation at that time. It can be said that if I wasn't there, your grandson would kneel at the boy's feet and call him grandpa now!"

After the skinny old man finished speaking in a deep voice, he pulled his own nephew and hurried out angrily.

Yuan Hong's body trembled in anger, and after being comforted by several Yuan family members, he calmed down, and a strange light flickered in his twinkling eyes.

He also knew that the thin old man was not to blame for this matter, although he was angry, he did not stop him.

"A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, he actually won Po'er's pupil technique?"

In Ju'an City, among the younger generation, Yuan Po's pupil skills can at least rank in the top three, but he has insufficient experience in judging the grade.

"I, Yuan Hong, want to see what's so great about that brat that he dares to provoke my Yuan family!"

After thinking for a while, Yuan Hong told a middle-aged man next to him,

"Yuan Yi, go to Yuyue Gambling Shop and send me a battle post. In three days, I'm going to meet this ignorant brat in person!"

"yes!"

Yuan Yi on the side responded and walked out quickly.

"Great Elder!"

With joy on his face, Yu Xiao walked quickly towards the headquarters of the Yuyue Gang. Along the way, the guards who passed by all greeted him respectfully.

"Um."

Not knowing if he was in a good mood, he also nodded slightly towards the guards.

A sleeping palace, surrounded by stones filled with aura, in the center on a bed made entirely of Wu Jing, an old man with white beard and hair sat on it, a vast and boundless breath , faintly circulating around him.

"Old ancestor."

When he came to the bed, Yu Xiao bowed his body and called softly respectfully.

"Oh, it's Xiao'er."

The old man opened his eyes, his eyes were dull, he glanced at Yu Xiao, he closed his eyes again, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Xiao'er has something to ask the ancestors to judge!"

Yu Xiao was still bowing.

"explain!"

The old man didn't even open his eyes, and just spit out.

"yes!"

Yu Xiao responded, and told exactly what happened today, and then he also talked about the cellar, without adding his own conjectures, and finally said, "Please ask the old ancestor Judgment, how to deal with it."

"Is there really such a miracle?"

The old man opened his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his pupils.

"Indeed, Xiao'er saw it with her own eyes."

Yu Xiao said very respectfully.

This old man is the leader of the Yuyue Gang, Yuxie! In the Yuyue gang, he has the final say on everything, and now, offending the four great aristocratic families in a row, this is not a good thing for the Yuyue gang, so he must come to ask the old man for instructions.

"Xiao'er, what do you think?"

The old man still looked very calm, glanced at Yu Xiao who lowered his head, and asked softly.

"Xiao'er feels that the weight of this young man is greater than that of the other four families!"

Yu Xiao replied.

"very good."

The old man responded, and said again, "Just do what you want, and you don't need to worry about other things."

During the speech, the old man didn't seem to take the four big Xiangshi families seriously at all.

"Xiao'er takes command!"

Yu Xiao was overjoyed, fell down, kowtowed three times to the old man, and then slowly exited the door.

"God seems to want to help my Yu family rise."

After a long time, the old man murmured softly, "This young man must have mastered the ancient secret technique, the Hao family? Maybe it is another incredible family."

After a while, the room returned to silence, leaving only a vast aura flowing.

In the early morning, a ray of blue light emerged from the sky, struggling against the darkness of the sky, and at the junction of blue and white, a faint purple light appeared, boundless Kuili.

Feng Hao pushed open the window, looked into the distance, saw the purple, and immediately felt his heart beating faster.

"Is this called Ziqi coming from the east?"

The eastern sky, and the purple aura, just met the requirements of the art of purple air coming from the east.

"Let's get started."

Returning to the bed and sitting cross-legged again, Feng Hao let out a slight breath, and his mind became completely silent.

Silently, the technique of purple air coming from the east was activated, and his eyes trembled slightly a few times, as if they were covered with a faint purple light, but it was very inconspicuous.

After a while, Feng Hao felt that his eyes seemed to be on fire, and a scorching heat flowed up, making his eyes a little painful.

"It works!"

Feng Hao was overjoyed, so he ran the purple energy coming from the east faster, and he ignored the burning pain in his eyes.

There seems to be an invisible thread between the sky and the earth, and the purple air in the sky seems to be drawn, gathering towards a certain place. After a while, Feng Hao's eyes are covered with a layer of purple light. Fluttering like a flame.

After about three hours, the purple aura on his eyes gradually faded away, and the scorching heat also dissipated without a trace.

"what happened?"

Feng Hao opened his eyes, a faint purple flashed in his eyes, and changed into a look of doubt. When he looked up, he saw the scorching sun that had already risen.

"It turned out to be morning"

With a slight exhalation, he sighed softly.

There are too many requirements for cultivating this purple qi, and it can only be in the morning, and it only takes a few hours. If this continues, if you want to achieve great success, it will definitely take too much time.

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