longevity road trip

Chapter 230 Jiang Cang
The ugly-faced man looked at the spiritual tablets on the ancestral hall. He looked coldly at the spiritual tablets placed in front of the spiritual table in the ancestral hall. Most of these people were just some of his useless juniors. He used to have great hopes for them. Hope With their help, the Jiang family was able to produce another Jindan cultivator.But these people let themselves down again and again. There was no emotion in his eyes, and he thought in his heart, "It's all useless waste!"

The ancestor of the Jiang family raised his head and looked at the tokens placed at the top of the ancestral hall. The words on them seemed to have just been painted with gold paint. He looked at the words on them and showed a look of nostalgia.

Hundreds of years ago, the Jiang family was still a small family of qi refining. At that time, the cultivator of the Jiang family was no more than the great elder of the eighth level of qi refining, followed by his father of the seventh level of qi refining, and the rest of the dozen or so people. , are just monks in the early and middle stages of Qi refining.The Jiang family was in Lingshan in the Baimang Mountain, and was taken care of by a nearby foundation-building family. At that time, the Jiang family had just landed in Baimang Mountain, and there was no friendship with other families at all. , let alone getting ahead for them.

As soon as the Jiang family heard the wind, there was no resistance. In order to protect themselves, they moved away from Baimang Mountain overnight without any slack.Along the way, I passed by some mountains and rivers where spiritual energy gathers, but they all have masters.In the end, more than a dozen qi-refining cultivators came to Qiguo, wanting to find an ordinary first-order spiritual mountain for cultivation.But in the world, even if it is a first-order Lingshan, where is it so easy to find.These qi cultivators first picked a place to rest on the spot.

At that time, Jiang Cang, the ancestor of the Jiang family, was still an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. At that time, his cultivation was only the second or third floor of Qi Refining. The ancestor of the Jiang family also forgot, he only remembered that he was supporting a small Wu Peng boat, rowed to the center of the river, there was a paper lantern hanging under the wooden shed on the boat, the light was yellow and dark, he took the fishing rod, hung the bait, and threw it into the middle of the river, the fishing line was like a silver thread.

In the night on the river, there were still more than a dozen Wupen boats wandering. All the immortal cultivators of the Jiang family were in the river, each rowing a Wupen boat. With aura, although it is not much, it is tantamount to the nectar falling from the sky to them!

That night, the moonlight was quiet, and far away from the river, the blurred shadows of the trees on the shore swayed gently, the wind blew the forest, and the river was silvery.He is wearing a hat
In the middle of the river, far away from the Wu Peng boat, there is a silver light from time to time, and then there are a few "dong rumblings", and the water ripples on the river surface. Most of those silver lights are silver saury jumping out of the river, and the smooth fish scales are reflected in the moonlight. The light emitted, but he did not row the awning boat over. The silver saury is very timid. As long as it is disturbed, it will take at least two or three hours before it will come out again. It is already early in the morning. When the sun is shining and the river water becomes a little hotter, the saury will dive to the bottom of the river again.

Jiang Cang was patient, looking at the swim bladders on the river, suddenly the Wu Peng boat shook violently, and soon the sand rising from the river caused his boat to run aground.Jiang Cang looked around cautiously, feeling the majestic spiritual energy at the same time, and for a while, the whole person became confused.

The Lingsha Valley that has just risen is very small, only seven or eight feet long and one or two feet wide.Jiang Cang didn't dare to shout, he hurriedly pushed the boat into the water and rowed towards the rest of the Jiang family with all his might, and then there was the Lingsha Valley today!

Hundreds of years have passed in a flash, Jiang Cang closed his eyes and sighed as he recalled the past.

Suddenly, a cyan half-moon-shaped startling light appeared silently at a distance of ten feet away from him. It was as fast as electricity. Dao Qingmang had already slashed towards the back of his head, and in the blink of an eye, he was only three points away from that person.Qingmang didn't mean to stop at all, with an indomitable stance, as if he would never give up until he split Jiang Cang in half.

"Qingquan, it's me!" But Jiang Cang didn't panic at all. A faint layer of black light emerged from his body. The azure half-moon-shaped startling light was scattered as soon as it came into contact with the layer of black light, revealing a faint glow. Turning the cyan crescent blade in the air, Jiang Cang turned around and stretched out five black air with five fingers, wrapped around the crescent blade and grabbed it in his hand. Then he looked at an empty place in front of him. said slowly.

Jiang Cang stretched out his hand, and on his right thumb, which was dry like a ghost's claw, there was a blood-red wrench finger, which emitted a bright red light, illuminating the front.

"Who are you?" The second elder of the Jiang family looked at the man who looked like a ghost in front of him with a wary expression. This man was able to pass through their Jiang family's clear water swimming sand formation and come to their ancestral hall.If this person hadn't revealed his aura for no reason, Jiang Qingquan, who was in the secret room of the ancestral hall, would not have been able to find out about the other party.

Jiang Qingquan secretly urged the imperial artifact in his heart, but the crescent crescent blade, which was entangled in black gas, only swayed slightly and failed to break free from Jiang Cang's hands.He looked at each other, his heart was as deep as ice, and their Jiang family was afraid of doomed tonight.

"Right, yes, I look like this, and even my breath has changed a bit now. It's normal that you don't recognize it." Jiang Cang spread his hands and looked at the withered black hands and ghost claws, and smiled sullenly. a few times.

"You should recognize this!" He turned his hand and took out a token from the storage bag, and then forced a drop of his own blood from his fingers, with a trace of black light, and landed on an inconspicuous lamp On the soul lamp of , the soul lamp that was already dim, after the drop of black and red blood was melted into it, the blue light was in full bloom!
"Ancestor, you are back, Qingquan pays respect to the ancestor." Jiang Qingquan looked at the token in Jiang Cang's hand, and at the same time saw the inconspicuous soul lamp in full bloom, his eyes lit up, showing excitement With a look on his face, he immediately fell to the ground.

It was the soul lamp of the ancestors of the Jiang family. It was originally placed in the most conspicuous place at the top of the spirit table in the ancestral hall, but over the years, Jiang Qingquan exchanged it with another bright blue soul lamp.

"Ancestor, what are you doing..." Jiang Qingquan raised his head, looked at the appearance of the ancestor of the Jiang family, and asked with concern and concern.

"It's alright, get up. How has the family been doing during the years I've been away, but it's been very difficult?" Jiang Cang threw the cyan crescent artifact in front of Jiang Qingquan and fell into his hands.

(End of this chapter)