Deer seeks fairyland

Chapter 132 The Third Grandfather Appears

"Seventh brother, what are you doing?"

With a clear voice, a white figure pushed open the courtyard door and walked quickly into the courtyard.

"Grandpa Ninth!"

Liu Xiaolu turned his head and saw the person coming, he was overjoyed immediately, his figure swayed slightly in place, and the next moment he appeared next to Hu Weiming who had rushed over after hearing the sound.

Hu Weiyi glanced at the two people in the courtyard, and snorted coldly, "I'm just teaching my two unfilial juniors a lesson, so I don't need Brother Jiu to worry about this matter."

"Brother Seven, as an elder, it's probably inappropriate for you to openly attack the younger generation in the family's ancestral land." Hu Weiming cast a comforting look at Liu Xiaolu, then turned to Hu Weiyi and said loudly .

"Hmph, this matter has nothing to do with you, and since you are not my opponent, you should leave quickly!" Hu Weiyi frowned and said in a deep voice.

Hu Weiming raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "Seventh Brother, you seem to have forgotten that this is the Hu Family's West Courtyard, why should I ignore it?"

"I want to see, why do you control me!"

Hu Weiyi sneered, and made a tactic with both hands, the green streamer in the air instantly shone brightly, easily getting rid of the entanglement of the magic weapon driven by Hu Weiming.

"Brother Seven, with your tenth-level cultivation, I am indeed no match. But this is the ancestral land of Yuchuan, the patriarch and the third brother are both in the clan, the Hu family, you are not the only one who has the final say!" Hu In the name of cold voice.

Hearing this, Hu Weiyi's expression changed, but he still forced himself to be calm and shouted, "I'm just teaching my juniors a lesson. Even if the patriarch comes, I can't blame anything. Don't make trouble!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and tapped lightly in the air, and the green streamer hovering in mid-air turned around again, and rushed towards the two of them with lightning speed.

Seeing this, Hu Weiming frowned, and had no choice but to drive the magic weapon to meet him with a solemn face.

The two green streamers were extremely fast and met almost instantly, but the imaginable sound of bombardment strangely did not come from the air.

Liu Xiaolu looked up, and saw that the two green streamers were separated by a layer of dark green mist, and the green streamer quickly dissipated under the restraint of the mist, revealing the original shapes of the two instruments.

Two green flying swords of different styles were firmly stuck on the left and right sides of the mist by strands of green thick fog. The flying swords trembled and whined, but they couldn't go any further.

With the sudden appearance of the green mist, Hu Weiyi and Hu Weiming looked up into the sky together as if feeling something in their hearts.

In the misty night sky, a white fuzzy figure came from the sky at a very fast speed in the distance, from far to near, and arrived in an instant.

"Third Brother!" Hu Weiming shouted loudly with surprise on his face.

When Hu Weiyi saw this, his eyes were flickering, his face changed for a while, and he stood alone frowning in silence.

When they got close, Liu Xiaolu saw clearly the figure of the only foundation-establishment monk of the Hu family.

He was dressed in white and had black hair, but he didn't comb his long hair into a bun on the top of his head like other men in the family. Instead, it was casually scattered behind his head, and his clothes and hair were flying in the air.

With his hands on his back casually, and a seven or eight feet long blue and white Fu Lu Shou vase under his feet, he looked as if he was exiled from an immortal.

Liu Xiaolu seemed to be shocked by this astonishing momentum, and couldn't help but look boldly at the face of the person who came.

Looking at it, it turns out that this third grandfather has inherited Hu Jiaerlang's good looks without exception.
The complexion is extremely white, a pair of long ink-like eyebrows slanted into the temples, and a pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes are slightly raised. Although the smile on the corner of the mouth evoked a shallow arc, there is a faint cold light in the eyes.

Although Hu Weixian is the oldest among the current generations, he looks like he is only in his early forties, and looks younger than Hu Yizhi.

Liu Xiaolu admired slightly in his heart, then subconsciously looked at the man's chest, and saw a golden crescent crescent embroidered on the shirt on his chest.

"Third brother, why did you suddenly leave the level? Could it be...you have successfully broken through the middle stage of foundation establishment?" Hu Weiming asked repeatedly with joy.

Hu Weixian didn't respond, but turned to look at Hu Weiming, nodded slightly indifferently, then looked at Hu Weiyi on the other side, and said coldly, "Go back to the East Courtyard when you've had enough trouble."

Hu Weiyi was struggling when he heard the words, but before he could respond, Hu Yizhi's voice came from the green vine cage in front of the hall.

"Third Uncle?"

"This is?" Hu Weixian then shifted his gaze to the huge rattan cage, with a puzzled look on his face.

Hu Weiming on the side hurriedly explained, "Third brother, this is fifth brother's son, Yi Zhi! He just returned to the family with his daughter this year, and his girl is still a rare dual spiritual root."

"En." Hu Weixian nodded when he heard the words, then glanced at the rattan cage, and then turned to look at the girl in white beside Hu Weiming.

There was a flash of blue light in his eyes, and then he showed a bit of satisfaction on his face, and said softly, "At a young age, he has cultivated to the seventh level of Qi refining, and such a speed is not enough for a monk with double spiritual roots. It’s rare, and if you think about it, it’s hard work to practice.”

Hu Weiming patted the shoulder of the girl next to him, and said with a smile, "Third brother, you don't know yet, your little star has already broken through to the seventh level of Qi refining, which is half a month earlier than this girl." .”

Hearing Hu Weiming mention Hu Ruxing, Hu Weixian shook his head helplessly, obviously not very satisfied with his grandson who has extraordinary talents.

"Third Brother, since this is Fifth Brother's child, I won't bother you to intervene in this matter. I'm just disciplining the younger generation for Fifth Brother today." Hu Weiyi on the other side suddenly said at this moment.

"What qualifications do you have to discipline the juniors for Wei Li?" Hu Weixian turned his head with a cold face and said coldly.

Hu Weiyi's face turned livid immediately, but he still gritted his teeth and replied, "After all, I am his real uncle."

Hearing this, Hu Weixian nodded suddenly and said, "So, you are Yi Zhi's uncle. Then why did you give your own son the quota originally reserved for Yi Zhi in Zongyuan City behind your father's back? "

"Third Brother, I'm afraid you don't know the reason for this matter. There was a tenth-level Qi Refining Loose Cultivator coveting for a long time. If he was kept in Zongyuan City, it would be detrimental to his safety." Hu Weiyi stammered Neck, said in a hateful voice word by word.

"Heh, the tenth level of Qi Refining Loose Cultivator, my Hu family's foundation building stage has not died yet, why should I be afraid of a mere Qi Refining Loose Cultivator?" Hu Weixian shot Han Xing with a pair of phoenix eyes, and shouted coldly.

"Third Uncle, I don't blame Seventh Uncle for this matter. It's my own poor aptitude and I can't blame others. Besides, that female cultivator back then not only had the tenth level of Qi Refining, but also had a master who was at the Foundation Establishment stage behind her, so she was able to be in the sect. It's so rampant in Yuancheng."

Hu Yizhi, who was locked in the rattan cage, suddenly defended Hu Weiyi.

(End of this chapter)