The Return of the City’s Cultivation

There are not many well-known single-family villas in Jingjin City. There are only more than ten, all of which are large courtyards. The style of the old castle is conservatively estimated at 500 million yuan. Of course, there is no market, and it is a symbol of status.

Jiang’s villa is one of them, and it can be ranked in the top three. Needless to say, it is magnificent. The garden area alone occupies more than 6000 square meters. It is a villa, rather than a pocket. The palace is more appropriate.

The three or four big men behind the door stood upright, with eyes like eagles and falcons, and when their bodies moved slightly, there was agitation around their bodies, they were masters of the realm of transformation.

The large living room of the villa and the Chinese-style effect of the decoration actually conveyed a strong cultural heritage and profound artistic conception. This decoration has reached the realm of art. There are celebrities, calligraphy and antiques everywhere, just take one out. It can make ordinary people worry about eating and drinking for a few lifetimes.

In the living room, there are more than twenty people standing in the shadows. These people are pulled out individually. They are all existences that can change the pattern of the Chinese martial arts world. Among them, there are only two sixty old people sitting left and right. They actually have "horns" and "Tread the bed" top spot.

"Two Patriarchs, is this Ye Tianzun really reliable?"

It was a man who was 30 years away, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a haughty look, and asked suspiciously.

"Big Brother Ji Chen is right, but he is only an eighteen or nineteen-year-old child."

A young man in a twenty-five and sixty-six immediately followed up unconvinced. The confidence in his expression almost reached the point of domineering and arrogant, as if no one could tell him to bow his head.

On the left, Ji Gan, the head of the Ji family, laughed, and touched the beard on his chin, and said, "Ji Chen, you are the heir of the Ji family, so you have to keep your eyes on the long-term."

"This eighteen or nine-year-old child is the overlord who rules the two provinces of South China and Huajiang, and is the hero of the various schools.

Hearing this, the twenty-five-sixth young man gave a disdainful smile, raised his head, and spit at the ceiling: "Overlord, Hao Xiong?"

"In my eyes, it's just a bunch of buns."

Another old man patted the armrest of the chair dissatisfiedly, and stopped him and said, "Zizheng!"

Seeing him getting angry, Ji Gan stopped: "Yuanbai brother, don't care about your children."

Jiang Yuan's face was majestic, and the tiger stared: "Child? You have a lot of beards! So arrogant, how can I be the head of my Jiang family in the future."

He pointed to an eighteen or nine-year-old girl next to her, who was beautiful and vulgar: "I think it would be better to ask your sister Zi Nian to take charge of the Jiang family."

Standing in the corner, Jiang Zinian immediately waved his hands with a blush, and whispered: "I can't, I can't."

Jiang Zi didn't seem to hear Jiang Yuanbai's scolding, and smiled coldly at Jiang Zinian, actually scolding: "I'm telling you, in the future, I will not deal with the Zhong family and the Bai family. Ping Bai pulls down. The grade of my Jiang family."

Jiang Zinian lowered his head, didn't dare to look at him, wringing his fingers in fear, Jiang Zizheng was even more proud of it.

Jiang Yuanbai said angrily again: "You should take care of yourself first, and don't be arrogant."

"Do you think Ye Tianzun is that simple?"

"In the past six or seven days, Ye Tianzun has mobilized his strength and entered the Jingjin City strongly. He has blossomed in all fields of real estate, construction, petroleum, and biotechnology. Even the official forces have been green light all the way."

"He not only shattered the commercial structure of Jingjin City, but also brought a martial arts force that cannot be underestimated, breaking the situation where the eight great families are respected."

"He is likely to establish the ninth largest family..."

He stared at the crowd closely, and said: "Do you think this is done by an eighteen or nine-year-old child?"

Jiang Zizheng immediately said, "Dad, you respect him too much, right? What do these represent?"

Others also nodded their heads, and were very disapproving of Jiang Yuanbai’s words. The people of their eight largest families are the top existence in China. They have never seen any forces. There are many short-lived. These achievements are not enough to shock them .

Ji Chen also said: "Patriarch Jiang, even if he takes the big **** luck and can establish the ninth family, it will be equal to us at best, not even as stable as ours."

"Why should we take refuge in him and ask him to order us?"

Jiang Zizheng was also very dissatisfied and said: "We might as well just follow the Wang family."

Ji Qian and Jiang Yuanbai were furious at the same time, and their beards flew into the air, "What are you talking about?"

"Then Wang Haoying admired foreigners and flattered foreigners. He didn't know what he was doing with foreign forces, and he killed his father with his own hands. We were ashamed to be with him."

"This is a matter of principle!"

Ji Chen persuaded the two Patriarchs and said: "It's okay if we can catch up with Admiral Yue."

The two sat down again, and Jiang Yuanbai shook his head and said, "Yue Xinghe represents the official forces, and will generally remain neutral."

Ji Gan nodded, and said: "We are not called surrendering, now we are just uniting with Ye Tianzun to fight against other families." Turning his head to Jiang Yuanbai: "But...the children also have some truth in what they said. "

"How many catties Ye Tianzun has, we really have to weigh it well."

"Let's see if he is worthy to join my two great families."

The eight great families all have a long heritage, even more profound than their sects, and even have a thousand years of history. How can they easily bow their heads? Everyone present, except Jiang Yuanbai, is none other than Ye Tian, ​​a "wild road" practitioner. Dismissively.

"Patriarch Ji is right. If it weren't for the pressure of the six great families, how could we cooperate with Ye Tianzun."

"No, it's just a temporary expedient."

The strength of Jiang Jiaji's family also shook off other aristocratic families except Wang's family, and had its own arrogance. It was almost an insult to cooperating with Ye Tian, ​​especially in the martial arts circles that they had taken refuge in Ye Tian.

Many people kept shaking their heads and sighing, and some even said, "The tiger will fall into the Pingyang, but it wants to be with the dog!"

Even the two Patriarchs Ji Gan and Jiang Yuanbai looked a little lonely, and they still felt a little grudge against Ye Tian, ​​who had no orthodox roots.

Jiang Zizheng sneered and looked at it as if it were a play, but his face was humiliated and comforted: "You don’t have to be like this. We are forced by the situation. This is called a hero who does not suffer from immediate losses. It is an honor for him to cooperate with Ye Tianzun. Let him be proud for two days."

Then he sighed with awe-inspiring emotion: "However, we must bear in mind today's shame, and we must not fall to this point again."

In his mouth, it seemed that joining with Ye Tian was a shame and taint in his life. After hearing this, other people nodded unconsciously, feeling deeply that Jiang Zizheng had the style of a patriarch at a young age.

Jiang Zi, who was on the side, didn't say a word, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was some unnatural expression on the face that was comparable to a super star.

Jiang Yuanbai shook his head slightly and said, "Well, we must go to the banquet hosted by Ye Tianzun."

"Ye Tianzun is actually quite good, and not as good as everyone thinks..."

But he hadn't finished speaking, he felt that he was suddenly in the sea of ​​violent wind and raging waves, and suddenly in the deep forest without seeing the sun. For a while, he entered a world of swords, lights, and swords, and for a while, he was a **** of blood and blood.

Everyone was like this. All the figures of the heavenly realm had puffy beads of sweat on their foreheads. They were all horrified and looked at Jiang Zizheng, because the momentum came from him.

Jiang Yuanbai's eyes were bulging at his son, and his lips trembled and said, "This... is this divine mind?"

At this point, his whole body trembled, and he said, "If this is the case, then Zizheng is a more talented cultivator than Jin Ping."

Someone exclaimed: "The first person in the Chinese youth generation is about to change."

Jiang Yuanbai looked at his son and exclaimed excitedly: "Who Ye Tianzun wants to listen to, I really can't tell now!"