From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Ten minutes passed.

Zhang Chulan came out of the Taoist Palace with a frown on his face.

This visit to the old Taoist priest clarified the cause of grandpa's death, but it also brought up a bigger question, which is the whereabouts of father Zhang Yude.

In the battle of the bamboo forest, grandpa killed dozens of elders from famous sects. According to Grandpa Xu, at least half of them were in the fourth realm. Although they died together, the result was still horrifying. Moreover, if the Tang Sect's Dan Shi had not erupted after being suppressed for a long time, grandpa could even come back to see him.

A year later, father Zhang Yude disappeared.

Zhang Chulan stopped to think. There were only two possibilities. One was being caught and then killed, and the other was leaving on his own initiative.

But he knew that his grandfather Zhang Huaiyi did not pass down the origin of Qi body, otherwise he would not have to entrust it to Sister Baoer before his death, and his father had not disappeared at that time.

In other words, if Zhang Yude was arrested and the people behind the scenes failed to get any results from the interrogation, they would definitely continue to target his grandson. After all, the body was left in the bamboo forest and the news would have spread long ago. It is impossible for a famous sect to be indifferent to its own elders, and he does not think these old guys are fools.

Since no one came, it means that the possibility is greatly reduced.

Why did Dad disappear?

After just a moment of thought, Zhang Chulan continued to move forward. From the results, it can be seen that he lived to adulthood in a very strange way, and it was all thanks to the disappeared Zhang Yude.

The son of the pseudo-celestial realm, the orthodox successor of the Longhu Mountain Heavenly Master lineage, is personally guided by his father and is in the prime of life.

Anyone who sees such a person hiding in the dark would have to think twice, especially since Zhang Huaiyi had already demonstrated amazing combat prowess.

Only those who are terrified will always remember that Zhang Yude's unique skills probably mean that he is not alone.

"Dad." Zhang Chulan looked sad. His grandfather and father were both thinking about him.

"How's Zhang Chulan? Don't look like you're about to die."

On the bluestone slab in front, Xu San and Xu Si looked at each other. Judging from the expressions on these guys’ faces, the result might not be as expected.

Feng Baobao still had a blank expression on her face, her hands in her pockets, and a 998 modern craft necklace sold by the old monk around her neck.

"We have gained something, but not much. There are some things that the old master cannot say because of restrictions." Zhang Chulan replied. His father Zhang Yude's whereabouts cannot be investigated now, at least not in a high-profile way. It is a beneficial choice for both of them that the other party stays in the dark.

"Then let's go to the back mountain." Xu Si asked, smoking a cigarette.

"Go." Zhang Chulan looked determined. He also wanted to know the participants of the encirclement and suppression of the thirty-six thieves, and then screen out the real target from them. As a son, how could he not retaliate for the hatred of his parents' murder? If he could forget such hatred, he would be almost comparable to livestock. His father chose to disappear instead of going to Mount Longhu, which showed that he had the same idea as himself and did not want to accept the favor to avoid a dilemma in the future.

Of course, the cause of the Jiashen Rebellion and the truth behind it are also worthy of attention.

Several people set out and came to the cliff between the front mountain and the back mountain. Various extraordinary people were showing off their skills. Taoist Wang Ye and his senior sister had just passed by.

There is only a chain connecting the two sides of the cliff.

……

On the maintenance cable car from the front mountain tourist center to the back mountain.

Jiang Yuan and the old Taoist priest sat opposite each other.

"As I get older, I become more lazy and lazy."

"Ah."

Master Tian: "..."

I talk to you and you just say "hmm"?
Jiang Yuan turned his head to look down. At this moment, the back mountain was already bustling with strange people from all over the place gathered together, including Jia Zhengliang from Jiajia Village in the northwest, Feng Xingtong and Feng Shayan, a brother and sister from the Tianxia Association, Zhuge Qing from the Wuhou family in Shu, and the Chu Ma Xian family from the northeast.

The Lu family sent their eldest daughter Lu Linglong. The senior sister Gao Dongxi from the Jixia Academy did not come, and was replaced by a young teacher, Wei Tian from the Bingzhong Sect, and Hong Bin from the Huode Sect. As for the Famo Yin-Yang School, no one was seen. The Eight Wonders are indeed magical, but the fundamental inheritance of the various schools of thought is not much inferior. They all require lifelong efforts to practice, and the Tongtian Lu is too professional.

The maintenance cable car arrived at the station, and several old men had been waiting for a long time. Lu Jin, the head of the Lu family.

Wang Ai, the head of the Wang family.

Lu Ci, the head of the Lu family.

The world will be full of wind and heroism.

Four of the ten leaders of the alien world management organization have arrived.

If the old Taoist priest himself is included, the number would reach half.

"Wudang Jiangyuan, nice to meet you all."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Ci immediately stepped forward with a grim smile on his face, but was stopped by Lu Jin.

"I've heard of the Sword Immortal for a long time. Why don't you try your hand at it with me? Lü Liang's death must have something to do with you and Zhang Chulan."

"Quan Xing is a monster to begin with. Your kid went astray and died, you can't blame anyone else." Lu Jin said coldly. He claimed to have lived a flawless life and was a close friend of the old Taoist priest. He couldn't stand Lu Ci's unreasonable behavior.

"Yeah, he's dead, it's not like the incense has been cut off. Why is Lu doing this? It's just hurting the relationship." Feng Zhenghao adjusted his glasses, "What do you think, Brother Wang?"

"Haha, do whatever you want. I only have one precious grandson. No matter how good he is, I will be angry if anyone messes with him." Wang Ai said with a smile.

"Even if he joins Quan Xing, the Lu family should handle the matter personally. Wasn't the Jiashen Rebellion also..."

"That's enough." The old Taoist interrupted. His tone was not harsh, but it made the hearts of several old men shudder.

“We can’t just pretend it never happened.” Lu Ci whispered.

Jiang Yuan said calmly, "Sorry, I killed him. I will mail it back to the Lu family next time."

Master Tian: "..."

Okay, okay (palms)

Several people present were stunned one after another. Lu Jin reacted and increased his strength, but was forced through by Lu Ci, who was as furious as a mad dog. A thick Qi light surged from the ground around him and turned into a giant spear that stabbed at someone.

The Lu family's Ruyi Jin is characterized by its ability to be controlled at will. Whether it is through the air or the ground or a wall, it can be used to attack. This skill has great destructive power, but more importantly, it can attack the opponent in an unexpected way, making it hard to defend against.

But before Lu Ci could rush out far, the old Taoist shook the ground with his toes, and a majestic golden light spell spread out like the sea, instantly annihilating all the Ruyi power. The top of the mountain was suddenly shining with golden light, as bright as the sun at its zenith.

"I said, enough is enough."

Lu Ci looked unwilling, but still forced himself to calm down.

Feng Zhenghao lowered his head, making it impossible to see his expression.

Lu Jin was helpless. Who wouldn't be afraid of the power of God?

Wang Ai narrowed his eyes and thought carefully. There was no need for the old Taoist priest to protect an outsider so much. There must be some unknown reasons behind it. After all, no matter what, Lu Ci would not kill people at will in the Taoist priest's mansion.

"Brother, fellow Taoists, please don't keep the children waiting anxiously."

Next to the few people, Tian Jinzhong, who was in a wheelchair, spoke tiredly.

Behind the wheelchair, the little Taoist boy serving him had a twinkling look in his eyes.

He is the acting leader of Quan Xing and has been disguised in Longhu Mountain for several years. According to the plan, this Luotian Grand Ceremony will be the beginning of chaos.

(End of this chapter)