God-level Stealing System

"Big brother, Daoyou's nephew, it's me! I'm back!"

The next moment, a strong man in soap clothes and black robes walked in. An ugly little beast was embroidered with earth-colored silk thread on his chest. The beast's mouth was like an iron gate, and its eyes were round, revealing a fierce and fierce expression. It’s Jiang Haiqing.

Jiang Haiqing has been the deacon and elder of the Law Enforcement Hall for a long time, and his every move exudes a strong and fierce aura. However, when he speaks to the Jiang family and his son, his expression is very humble:

"In the past few days, I have traveled to hundreds of countries and finally found a strange man in southern Xinjiang. He will definitely have a way to cure Daoyou's nephew's rootless disease!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hailong, who was about to get angry, immediately forgot about Jiang Haiqing's collision with the door, and immediately let the dusty Jiang Haiqing into his seat.

Jiang Daoyou's black eyes suddenly lit up, he squeezed Jiang Haiqing's towering shoulders with extra enthusiasm, and shouted:

"Uncle Qing, I knew you were the best to Daoyou... By the way, Uncle Qing, what is the best way to cure this problem of mine?"

"Hai Qing, it must be hard to travel a long distance. Drink some tea to moisten your throat."

Jiang Hailong ordered a bowl of good Biluo Ling tea and handed it to Jiang Haiqing. His face changed from his usual cold expression and he sounded good-tempered and asked tentatively:

"Where is that strange man from southern Xinjiang now?"

"Hmm~"

Jiang Haiqing took the Huangxiu jade porcelain tea cup, took a leisurely sip of the clear and fragrant spiritual tea, smacked it in his mouth, and couldn't help but praise:

"Good water, good water."

After praising him, he just replied to Jiang Hailong's words:

"The wonders of Southern Xinjiang are of course in Southern Xinjiang."

Jiang Haiqing said this.

Jiang Hailong's face suddenly became uncertain. He straightened up, put his hands behind his waist, and said in a colder voice:

"In other words, you didn't invite him over?"

Wouldn't that be joy in vain?

"You can't come, you can't come at all."

Seeing Jiang Hailong's expression change, Jiang Haiqing stood up consciously, asked Jiang Hailong to sit down, and then explained:

"Brother, you don't know that the strange scholar was also a member of the Wutian Sect. Because he committed a heinous crime, he was punished by beheading, and was exiled to the wilderness, hiding in the southern border, and then practiced hard He has the will to reshape the body of Longyang with his magical skills, so I say he definitely has the supreme magic method to cure the rootless disease!"

"However, he once swore a poisonous oath that he would never step into the realm of Wutian Sect again in this life."

"Is there such an inside story? Could it be that the strange man's surname is Hua?"

Jiang Hailong asked with interest after hearing this.

"no!"

Jiang Haiqing immediately shook his head and replied with certainty.

"Oh? Could it be Zhang Songnian, the deputy elder of Qinjiange thousands of years ago?"

"Brother, you are confused. Zhang Songnian is an unruly man, but he was not sentenced to execution. It is said that he was put in a dark prison by that shrew Yan Ziling. We don't know whether he is alive or dead."

"It can't be that old antique from Zhang Kongjing. He's very knowledgeable about elixirs and alchemy, but I think he's troubled by this rootless disease..."

"It's not him! It's not him! Although Zhang Kongjing is guilty of stealing elixirs, it is not a heinous crime. He has not been expelled from the country. He has only been banned from the Alchemy Pavilion for life by the leader and has been refining elixirs for the Alchemy Pavilion for free for three thousand years."

"You must not only satisfy the heinous crimes, but also undergo purification torture, and even be exiled... How can there be such a person in our Wutian Sect?"

Jiang Hailong couldn't guess it five times and three times. He suddenly became angry and looked at Jiang Haiqing solemnly and said:

"Hai Qing, don't try to betray me in front of my brother anymore. Where does this person come from?"

"This strange man from Southern Xinjiang is now called the Great Sage Nan Wuxiu." Jiang Haiqing said.

How dare you be called a saint when you are wearing a sinful body?

Jiang Hailong was suddenly shocked.

"When I was in Wutianjiao..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Haiqing paused and said emphatically:

"His real name is Yu Wenxiu!"

"ah?!"

Yu Wenxiu!

This name was like a thunderbolt exploding in Jiang Hailong's mind, and a white light symbolizing taboo suddenly flashed in Jiang Hailong's eyes.

"But that peerless genius Yu Wenxiu who competed with the leader for a woman 50,000 years ago and was executed by execution?"

Jiang Hailong lowered his voice to the lowest level and asked Jiang Haiqing cautiously.

Jiang Haiqing hummed and nodded.

After receiving the affirmative answer, Jiang Hailong was shocked again.

"Yu Wenxiu..."

He stared into space, murmuring this taboo name with his dry and cold lips, and then sighed:

"It's no wonder. This kind of person, even if he is guilty, is not something that we, the younger generation, can invite."

"Who says otherwise? I didn't even see his true form in southern Xinjiang."

Before Jiang Hailong could ask again, Jiang Haiqing flicked the wide sleeves of his black robe and continued pacing:

"Although I haven't seen him in person, the story about his identity has long been an open secret in southern Xinjiang. I also learned about it from his disciples."

"Brother, don't be too busy being surprised. Please listen to me continue."

Jiang Haiqing turned around, his hands, which were as hard and rough as tree bark due to long-term use of swords and swords, rested on the table with clear wood grain and glossy glaze, and looked at Jiang Hailong's hands that were trembling slightly due to the throbbing in his heart. Grain-eyed, he said again:

"Not only does Yu Wenxiu have disciples, but the entire southern Xinjiang is within his sphere of influence. What I have seen in the past few days is just the tip of the iceberg. In our past stereotypes, southern Xinjiang is remote and desolate. But now, although the rapid development is not as fast as that of Wutian City, its extraordinary rise, in terms of its potential, is no less than that of Wutian Sect."

"The leader above us sits back and relaxes all day long, but he is still kept in the dark!"

The more Jiang Tianzuo listened, the more frightened he became. He could hardly close his mouth. It was not until he heard the last lie about the leader that he came back to his senses and scolded Jiang Haiqing in a low voice:

"Be careful! Beware that walls have ears."

"Brother, if you want to cure your nephew Daoyou now, there is only one way to go."

There was a hint of evil in Jiang Haiqing's eyes. He put down the empty tea cup and whispered something against Jiang Hailong's ear.

"What? No, this... this is apostasy!"

After listening to Jiang Haiqing's words, Jiang Hailong immediately took action.

"Brother, I'm just making a suggestion. You don't have to be so reactive. If you don't do it, you won't do it! I'm sorry that my nephew is young and hasn't even married yet, but..."

Jiang Haiqing glanced sideways at Jiang Daoyou, who was standing beside him, and pretended to sigh.

Jiang Daoyou felt sad and timid when he heard the sound. The wounds on his lower body could not be reversed by ordinary pills or methods.

"this……"

Jiang Hailong didn't want to cure his son.

However, the Jiang family is one of the five major families of the Wutian Sect, and he is the head of the Jiang family. If he acts according to Jiang Haiqing's words, it will be the same as apostasy, and will definitely lead the Jiang family to the road of destruction.

It's okay to feel sorry for his ancestors, but he really can't give up the position of head of the family.

"Okay, don't mention the matter in southern Xinjiang anymore. I don't believe it. There is no good doctor in the world who can cure Daoyou. However, with this bad breath in my chest, I will say anything!"

Jiang Hailong regained his indifferent expression and asked instead:

"Hai Qing, how are you guarding the True Dragon Secret Realm? The man in purple robe hasn't come out yet?"

In the past few days, the Jiang family has been working on a two-pronged approach. On the one hand, they searched the directory for silent information, but to no avail.

On the one hand, several experts from the Jiang family were sent to the entrance and exit of the True Dragon Secret Realm to intercept Silence. Although this method was the stupidest, it was the only way to do it for the present.

"There is no need to wait for that kid to come out. I brought a treasure from southern Xinjiang this time, which can help trace the whereabouts of that kid! This time, we take the initiative to prevent him from getting out of the True Dragon Secret Realm!"

Jiang Haiqing said this, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for your good news."

Jiang Hailong narrowed his eyes viciously, like a bloodthirsty, cold-blooded beast.

Hearing that Shen Shen's whereabouts could be found, Jiang Daoyou immediately gritted his teeth and anger surged into his throat:

"Uncle Qing, you must destroy that kid for me!"