Fish swimming around the world

As a book fanatic on the bride's side, he said that if you marry a chicken, you will follow a dog. Since the man in your family supports Da Qin, of course he will do the same.

Some guests expressed doubts about whether the Chu State would be unhappy. The scholar-crazy people actually took this opportunity to directly blame Xiang Si and Xiang Bi for their interception at Wujiang River, and put the blame entirely on the Chu State, saying that Xiang Bi was recruiting a son-in-law. Failure and jealousy in his heart led to this incident. He also said that he was worried and did not dare to go back for the time being.

Okay, it's a matter of course.

In the eyes of others, they were very impressed that the King of Zhenxi had added help.

As for Taihua Gu Qingshan, it is even more exciting. The great changes in Taihua Holy Land have not yet been reported, and Gu Qingshan's identity is still Taihua. But he is actually the son of a book fanatic. In other words, this person who walks in the world obviously has an unusual relationship with the King of Zhenxi. This especially makes the guests suspicious. Could it be that... the Holy Land of Taihua has an unusual relationship with this man of the world? Does the Great Demon have a new perspective?

Gu Qingshan didn't care about this. He drank too much that day, but he didn't drink with the so-called guests and the groom, but with Lin Nanyan. The brother and sister occupied a corner and drank completely. In the end, Lin Nanyan won in terms of drinking capacity. Gu Qingshan lay on the table and stuck out his tongue. He kept burping in his throat, looking like a dead fish.

Everything finally settled. Jiang Fan also put aside this worry, and after they set off, he went straight to Paradise City.

In fact, something Jiang Fan said that day was about his third uncle and grandfather, Wuhen.

The successful test of the magic whip on Fengchen gave him the uncontrollable idea of ​​using it on his third uncle and grandfather.

After all, Wuhen's situation has declined too seriously in recent years. Not only was his body deteriorating, but his cultivation was also declining again and again, and his energy and blood were both declining. A letter from Jincheng said that he was worried that he would not survive three to five years.

Now that Fengchen had successfully tested it, and with the Kunlun Xiantian Yiqi General Program in hand, and no shortage of precious medicine, Jiang Fan couldn't wait to give it a try, and now he has recovered well and has full energy.

Although he was mentally prepared, Jiang Fan was still surprised when he saw Wuhen in Tianji Pavilion. The extent of his aging was beyond imagination, and his whole body seemed to be so dry that only his skeleton and a piece of skin were left. His eyes also looked extremely dim and dull.

Jincheng's face was full of worry: "The Supreme Elder has lost both energy and blood. He uses the magic whip as a magical weapon, but I don't know if he can still bear it."

Jiang Fan was also very worried and looked at Wuhen hesitantly: "Uncle, how do you feel about yourself?"

Wuhen smiled faintly, with a dull light shining through his deep-set eye sockets.

"It doesn't matter. Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature. If I am still of some use, it doesn't matter if I die. Everyone will have this day sooner or later."

Jiang Fan's expression was a little complicated: "It's just...if something goes wrong, I'm afraid you'll always..."

Wuhen chuckled and shook his head: "More than a hundred years old, I'm good enough. I have been a killer all my life. I don't like to look forward and backward. I just keep moving forward with my sight on the target. In the end, either he dies or I die, that's all."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but express admiration on his face, and said decisively: "Sister, I have decided to take action. After all, my great-uncle's condition will get worse now. The later the delay, the lower the chance of success."

Although Jincheng was still worried, he also knew that what Jiang Fan said was reasonable, so he gritted his teeth and made up his mind to arrange a quiet place for the two of them.

After closing the door, Jincheng sat cross-legged at the door and personally protected the law.

That night, the huge training room was shimmering with golden light, thunder was rolling, and lightning was lingering for a long time.

The next day, under Jincheng's anxious and worried eyes, the door finally opened slowly, and Jiang Fan's exhausted figure came into view, as if he had been fished out of the water.

What puzzled Jincheng was the look in his eyes, which was filled with joy and a hint of regret.

"……how?"

Jiang Fan was silent for a moment: "It's done..."

Jincheng was overjoyed. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Fan sighed softly: "However... it's not the effect I wanted."

"What do you mean?" Jincheng's heart tightened.

"Let me tell you." Wuhen's figure appeared behind Jiang Fan.

Jincheng looked at it with an expression of surprise.

What came out was indeed Wuhen, but it was very different from the skeleton-like appearance it had the day before.

Although he is still skinny, his complexion is actually rosy, and his skin is much smoother and plumper. Especially his eyes, which actually revealed a sharp light. In this state, it is completely unbelievable that he is the same person as the day before.

"Elder, this..." Jincheng said in surprise.

Wuhen shook his head and looked extremely satisfied: "Very good. This time, although it has not been fully successful, it has at least extended my life for thirty years."

Jincheng's face was filled with joy, but he quickly came back to his senses: "Isn't it all done?"

Wuhen nodded: "My illness is not only due to hidden injuries in martial arts, but also due to old age and physical weakness. Life span will eventually come to an end, and human power cannot reverse it."

Jiang Fan sighed: "My great-uncle practices the way of killing, and frequently mobilizes essence and blood to make desperate moves, which has already caused great damage to the body. The internal organs, extra meridians and eight meridians have been seriously damaged. In addition, treatment was too late, and the body is old and weak, and the vitality is insufficient. It is difficult to recover. I can only use the divine whip to infuse the innate Qi and forcefully transfer it to my uncle to nourish his life source and stimulate his final potential."

Wuhen smiled and said: "I am very satisfied. Thirty years is half the lifespan of an ordinary person. Kunlun is worthy of being the most sacred place in the world, and its magical skills are unparalleled. But you are too willing to give up. That is thirty years of innate life." Qi, just passed it on to me..."

Jiang Fan smiled nonchalantly: "This is a small matter. If you hadn't been unable to bear more, I would have given it all to you."

Wuhen shook his head with relief: "Boy, your life and your cultivation are much more important than mine. Cherish them and never do this again."

Jincheng understood his persuasion. Wuhen also had some regrets, but his regret was his cultivation. Although Jiang Fan extended his life, his cultivation was greatly limited. Basically, he had better not practice, otherwise he would be consuming his life source, and for a strong man of his level, once he started, the consumption would be extremely huge. Thirty years of life would not last too long. That's why Wuhen felt it was a waste. What's the point of living an extra thirty years for a useless old man.

Jiang Fan didn't think so. It's not that an old man in the family is like a treasure, but he regarded Wuhen as a relative from the bottom of his heart, and the old relatives should be protected by him, so how could he let the old man worry about them.

The two of them came out after so long, in fact, they were also trying to persuade each other.

But anyway, this is the final result.

Jincheng also knew that this was the best situation, and then he put his mind back and congratulated him.

At this time, Wuhen felt extremely hungry, which was a good thing, because Wuhen hadn't eaten anything for a long time.

Jincheng immediately arranged a big meal himself, and the old man and two young generals were going to kill a three-colored stag.