Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 67

Ji Dengqi knelt behind his father that year, trembling in the howling autumn wind, watching the head of the Wan family slowly pick up his father, spit on his blood-stained face, gently laughed at:

"Ji family, that's all."

He lowered his head, tears kept sliding down his face, dripping from his chin, wet the thin autumn clothes on his body, and wet the cracks in the bricks on the ground.

He raised his head reluctantly, and behind the Patriarch of the Wan family stood quietly a young man in fine clothes, looking at him coldly with a smile.

Later, he realized that the boy was called Wan Xiaohua, the young head of the Wan family.

He, Wan Xiaohua, stood and sneered, and he, Ji Dengqi, knelt down and wept.

What kind of humiliation is this?The Wan family made a surprise attack on Huazhong Mountain, and within [-] breaths, they cracked the mountain protection formation that had only been built for three years, killed the current Patriarch of the Ji family, and picked out every Ji family member, even the Ji family members who were still sleeping in unlined clothes.

Most of the 29 direct descendants of the Ji family were still wearing single clothes and sheets, kneeling tremblingly in front of the courtyard, watching his father, the young master of the Ji family, being humiliated.

There was even a mass of mortals kneeling outside the collapsed courtyard wall. The mortals under the rule of his Ji family watched the original immortal lineages being humiliated one by one. Struggling underfoot.

Dreaming of this scene every night, Ji Dengqi's eyes were about to burst, tears streaming down his face, and he sat up to practice again.

The Patriarch of the Wan family kicked his father hard, until he vomited blood and lay down limply. Ji Dengqi cried and hugged the man's leg, crying:
"My Ji family will be your dog, and the Ji family will watch over the Yu family under the boring gold gate for you, and the Ji family will pay tribute every year..."

The man sneered and kicked Ji Dengqi, making him dizzy and knocked out two teeth.Haha smiled and said:

"The two sects are enemies of life and death. There are countless families that perish on the border. If you are not afraid of destroying your Ji family and then join the Yu family, my Wan family can still keep you? You want to be a dog from the Ji family, but my Wan family will not." Dare to accept."

Wan Xiaohua followed behind that person, looking at him with a smile, his eyes full of sarcasm.

That person emptied the property of the Ji family, took away the arrogant Wan family, left Huazhong Mountain in ruins, the disgraced Ji family, strange mortals and corpses in the yard.

Three days later, his father also died. He was kicked to pieces the Xuanjing wheel, and his spiritual energy collapsed and died. :

"Don't forget... breaking the formation and killing... the revenge of the father."

Ji Dengqi bit his lips to draw blood, and took the seat of Patriarch.

Ji Dengqi began to kill people, those mortals who dared to look up at him, blood flowed, hands were blood red, no one dared to recall the night when Wanjia climbed Huazhong Mountain, 13-year-old boys often like to face each other Crush the heads of those mortals and see the bloody scenery.

Two years later, news came that made Ji Dengqi ecstatic and regretful. The man practiced qi and mastered formations, but he died in the hands of his enemies in Dali Mountain. After the epilogue was finished, Wan Xiaohua, who hastily ascended to the position of Patriarch, withdrew his power again, and all the land in the east belonged to the Lu family.

"But it's not enough. Wan Xiaohua's talent is better than mine, and the Wan family has a deep foundation. This is far from enough."

Fortunately, the opportunity came. The young master who was bored with the golden gate was looking for the aura of heaven and earth on the Moon Lake. Ji Dengqi was like a dog, saddled on horseback, and amused the boring man under the tree under the cold gaze of the guards, the man in gold Finally he laughed and asked him what he wanted.

He knew that the man was not asking what he wanted but why he wanted it. Ji Dengqi said that the dog didn't want it, and the dog wanted to offer a woman.

Ji Dengqi saw the indifference in the eyes of the heavily guarded man in gold, and he whispered flatteringly:
"His Royal Highness needs a caring person, a caring person with a good spiritual talent."

Ji Dengqi sent his own sister, an innocent and innocent girl, that 12-year-old girl, who would smile and hug him and call him brother, the girl covered her face and cried, choked and spoke firmly Say:

"Brother, I want revenge too."

So he watched his younger sister lying on that man's bed with her white and tender feet dangling at the end of the bed. He didn't dare to cry, and neither did his sister.

The younger sister followed him and became the maidservant of the young sect master. Afterwards, pills and provisions were delivered to his home every year. Ji Dengqi practiced without sleep and food, and finally broke through Qi training. Cheers, but tears of excitement.

He immediately killed Wan Xiaohua's uncle, the old monk of the peak fetal breath who was guarding the once lost land of the Ji family, and only then did he realize that Wan Xiaohua on Wanjia Huaqian Mountain was no more than Yu Jinglun.

No one could have imagined that the qi training cultivator of the Wan family would die suddenly, and he, Ji Dengqi, would come to practice qi in just over ten years.

It's just that the grand formation left by Wan Huaqian, the ancestor of the Wan family, is as hard as a turtle shell. Ji Dengqi has been harassing him for more than ten years. Seeing that the Wan family has contacted other families around him, he is about to recover. He hated it so much that he couldn't sleep all night.

A few nights ago, Ji Dengqi received a letter from his younger sister, saying that the young master of the Jinmen Gate was going to Wangyue Lake again. He read the letter again and again, and he already had a plan in his mind.

After many years, the man returned to Wangyue Lake, still looking for the heaven and earth aura. Ji Dengqi didn't know what kind of miraculous aura made this person come to look for it again and again, but the situation was obviously favorable.

He let his sister reveal the deep blood feud between the two families, and blindly exaggerated the indestructibility of the Ten Thousand Families Formation, which finally aroused the man's competitive heart. The man in gold laughed and said:

"Wan Huaqian was amazing and brilliant hundreds of years ago, and was recognized by the three sects as a formation genius. For Yu'er's sake, I will try the depth of this formation."

So Ji Dengqi took the Ji family, holding a long knife, and slowly stopped at the foot of Huaqian Mountain. The Ji family behind him were wearing leather armor, and together with him quietly watched the shining white light of Huaqian Mountain.

"Your helping hand is here, Wan Xiaohua."

Jin Dengqi muttered to himself:
"It's useless to practice any more Qi. Your Wan Family will be destroyed on this day. Your helping hands and your hole cards will not have any effect."

Ji Dengqi suddenly had a strong sense of fate, his father's gaze, and his grandfather's gaze silently watched him from behind, watching him stepping through Huaqian Mountain.

"Behind my Ji family's battle is the general trend of boring the Jinmen. There is a shortage of manpower. You can't see it clearly, and you can't imagine it."

Tears flowed down his cheeks again and again, the expression and decisive look on his face no longer had the color of baseness, the billowing evil desire and the surging sadness condensed in Kiddenchi's body, making his short The body of flesh and blood seemed particularly solid, and no matter what, he couldn't be made any smaller.

(End of this chapter)