Zhang Mansion!
Inside a mourning hall, Zhang Wenhao's body lay there quietly.
Outside the mourning hall, there were also several corpses lying there for worship!
“Wuwuwu…”
"Wenhao! My Wenhao..."
In the hall, a beautiful middle-aged woman was crying and staggering with grief.
She was Zhang Qingsong's legal wife and Zhang Wenhao's mother, Ms. Song.
Standing next to him was a young man who looked very similar to Zhang Wenhao, but he was a little more mature and cold.
The young man was none other than Zhang Wenwu, the eldest son of the Zhang family and Zhang Wenhao’s elder brother.
Unlike Zhang Wenxuan, these two are real brothers.
In addition to this, Zhang Wenwu has another identity, that is, a disciple of the Da Cangwu Mansion branch in Qingliu County.
It is worth mentioning that the other party’s talent is also extremely extraordinary. In addition, he got an opportunity some time ago, so at the age of 35, he reached the first level of Jindan.
As a result, he received attention from Qin Jiujian, the "Lord of the Prefecture" of the Da Cang Wu Mansion branch.
Not long ago, Zhang Wenwu was unexpectedly accepted as the closed disciple by this "town master".
And this Qin Jiujian is one of the two Dongxu powerhouses of the Da Cangwu Mansion branch in Qingliu County.
His strength has reached the third level of Dongxu.
It has to be said that although the Da Cang Dynasty is now in tatters, it is still superior to other cultivation forces in a small place like Qingliu County.
If the Qingliu County Magistrate is included, there are three Dongxu beings in charge of this county in the Da Cang Dynasty.
But there is not a single one among the three sects and two schools.
The Yuanying powerhouses are all at the top of the pyramid.
"Dad, how did Wenhao die?"
At this time, Zhang Wenwu also asked Zhang Qingsong with red eyes.
Zhang Qingsong took a deep breath and recounted what happened today in detail.
"Damn you bastard!"
"Wasteful Mo Yu Zong! To please a scoundrel, they even sacrificed their own disciples."
"What are the heads of three sects and two schools?"
"That guy called Chu Zhaitian deserves to be torn into pieces!"
"And that useless bastard Zhang Wenxuan, I should have drowned him when I was little!"
After hearing this, Song burst into hysterical curses.
"Chu Zhatian! The guardian of the Taixu Sect?"
"A Nascent Soul expert in his twenties?"
Zhang Wenwu narrowed his eyes and his pupils shrank.
He originally thought that his talent was incredible, and apart from Mo Qingfei of Mo Yu Sect, he was the most talented person in Qingliu County.
But no one expected that the rubbish sect Taixu Sect would produce such a heaven-defying existence.
"Wenwu! Weren't you just accepted as a disciple by Master Qin?"
"You must go and ask your master to avenge your brother!"
"We must tear Chu Zhaitian into pieces!"
Song turned around, grabbed her son's arm, and shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Don't worry, mother. I will ask Master to help me make the decision."
Zhang Wenwu nodded.
Qin Jiujian attached great importance to him, which also gave him some confidence.
A young and powerful person who has just reached the Nascent Soul stage?
Isn’t it easy for Master to deal with him?
"good!"
"Good! Good! Good..."
"Master Qin is a powerful master of the Void Realm. If you, Wu'er, can persuade him, then Chu Zhatian and even the Mo Yu Sect will be nothing."
“When the time comes, Chu Zhaitian will be killed without a burial place.
We must also make the Mo Yu Sect pay a sufficient price."
Zhang Qingsong said several good things.
Thinking of the scene when he was forced by Chu Zhatian, his heart was filled with resentment and unwillingness.
As for the fact that the other party spared his life for Zhang Wenxuan's sake, he would not be grateful at all.
"But Dad, you promised Chu Zhaitian the conditions, so you should fulfill them first."
"My master is currently in seclusion. I don't know when he will come out."
"Give it to him first, so that he won't come back and harm other members of my Zhang family."
"Wait until my master comes out of seclusion, and then I'll skin him alive."
The next second, Zhang Wenwu pondered for a moment and then gave instructions to his father.
"Alright! If Lord Qin is really willing to help, after we take back the 150 million, we can honor him with our honor!"
Zhang Qingsong gritted his teeth and hinted to his eldest son.
Hearing this, a sneer appeared on Zhang Wenwu's face.
"With Father's words, I believe Master will definitely take action based on your sincerity."
Wealth, Dharma, friends and land!
The higher the level of cultivation, the more financial resources and treasures are required.
Those powerful people who are high above us are not as immortal and indifferent as we imagine.
On the contrary, the higher the realm, the more brutal the competition.
The more you focus on interests!
As a powerful Dongxu warrior serving the Da Cang Dynasty, Qin Jiujian can exchange real treasures in the Da Cang arsenal as long as he has enough wealth.
Zhang Wenwu was almost certain that his master Qin Jiujian would definitely help him out when faced with hundreds of millions of silver notes or even five million spirit stones.
…
Two days later!
Chu Zhatian was in the yard, watching Yueyue and Huohuo practicing the thirty-six physical techniques together.
Next to him, Yue Chaolu was sitting.
This basic method of body refining is actually not very useful to Huohuo, the ice and fire dragon bird.
However, this little thing also has a kind of "imprint and follow" psychology.
Moreover, he is particularly close to Yueyue.
At this time, Yue Chaolu also looked at Yueyue with a touch of maternal love.
"Zhatian, don't worry! Yueyue is a little lucky doll, she will definitely be blessed by heaven."
In the past two days, Yue Chaolu could also feel that Chu Zhaitian was in a bad mood because of Yueyue's matter.
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