The Rise of the Shen Family

In the secret room of Qixia Ridge, the violent spiritual power was raging in the cave, and the sound of miserable roars kept coming from the cave, making people horrified to hear it.

At this time, outside the cave, three Qingyunmen disciples were silently waiting there. Although their hearts were trembling, they still did not dare to leave for half a step.

I saw that a younger Qingyunmen disciple leaned into the ear of an older disciple and asked softly:

"Senior Brother Fang, you said the elder he...?"

Just after talking about this key point, the disciple did not dare to say any more, and looked at the stone gate with a little worry.

And here, although he didn't explain it clearly, how could the older Qingyunmen disciple not know what he wanted to say.

I saw that the older disciple glanced at the stone wall not far away, and said meaningfully:

"Junior brother, please wait here, and don't talk nonsense about some things!"

Hearing this, the young disciple's face instantly turned pale, and he hurriedly bowed to the older disciple:

"Thank you for your teachings, brother and sister, keep it in mind!"

The older disciple glanced at him lightly, then stopped talking, and turned to look at the stone gate again.

After a long time, the violent spiritual power in the cave gradually subsided, and even the miserable roar began to disappear.

Just as the three Qingyunmen disciples outside Shimen were about to leave, Zuo Canglang's icy voice suddenly came from the cave.

"Come in!"

Hearing this, the three of them couldn't help but look at each other with hesitant expressions in their eyes, but in the end they pushed open the stone door.

After pushing open the stone door, the three walked quickly to Zuo Canglang, bowing their heads and standing there respectfully.

Seeing that Zuo Canglang didn't speak, the three of them slowly raised their heads and looked at him.

However, the sight in front of them did not surprise them.

I saw that Zuo Canglang was sitting on a mat with his hair disheveled, his Taoist robe was completely destroyed, and there were bloodstains and wounds all over his body.

At this time, the meridians on his body exploded, as if they might burst at any time, and strange black thin lines were swimming in his body.

Zuo Canglang's face was ashen, and a lingering black gas was emitting from the two small holes in his neck.

"Elder, are you alright?"

Seeing Zuo Canglang's appearance, the older disciple hurriedly cupped his hands in greeting.

Facing that disciple's question, Zuo Canglang sighed miserably:

"Blood poison, as expected of a rare poison in the world, if this seat survives, it is considered a great luck!"

"Blood poison?"

The disciple repeated a sentence inexplicably, and then began to search for information about this blood poison in his mind.

This kind of poison can make Zuo Canglang, a cultivator who is half-step Jindan, do this.

Obviously not a mortal thing.

But when he searched all the information about poison in his brain, he still didn't know when and what poison this blood poison was!

The other two Qingyunmen disciples standing behind him looked at each other, obviously not knowing what the blood poison was!

After seeing the reaction of the three of them, Zuo Canglang said lightly:

"Okay, don't think about it again, this seat is fine now!"

"Yes!"

The three of them immediately agreed.

After a while, Zuo Canglang asked again:

"How's the situation these days?"

The older disciple immediately said:

"Back to the elders, the cultivators have been staying in their camps for the past few days to rest. Those local cultivators have been wanting to come to see you, but they were stopped by us."

"This seat is still inconvenient to show up, let them continue to wait!"

"Yes!"

"How is the situation on the bandit side, is there any sign of going down the mountain?"

"Junior Brother Sun has been keeping an eye on him for the past few days, and there is no sign of the movement of the army."

"Okay, let him keep staring!"

"Yes!"

...

In this way, after some inquiries, another Qingyunmen disciple opened his mouth to Zuo Canglang with some hesitation:

"Elder, is this siege going to continue?"

Hearing this, Zuo Canglang immediately looked up at him with a gloomy look on his face.

Seeing Zuo Canglang looking at him like this, the disciple couldn't help trembling in his heart, and he felt a little overwhelmed for a while.

Here, Zuo Canglang was silent for a long time before he said:

"I have already sent the news back to the sect, and the elders of Bai will be here within five days!"

Hearing this, the eyes of the three disciples couldn't help showing a touch of joy, as if they had seen new hope.

"Within this day, we will keep an eye on the bandits on the mountain, and we cannot let them escape into Shanghai. When the reinforcements arrive, we will attack Baiguling in one fell swoop!"

"Disciple understands!"

The three Qingyunmen disciples immediately cupped their hands and answered.

At this time, the older disciple slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Elder, it's not good to always let Junior Brother Sun do this task of staring and checking, right?"

Hearing this, Zuo Canglang looked over coldly and asked:

"What do you want to say?"

The disciple showed a deep meaning on his face, and then he said:

"Although Junior Brother Sun has an unparalleled escape technique, he is still in a deep and dangerous situation, and it is very likely that he will lose his life."

"so what?"

"That's why this disciple thinks that the few local foundation-building cultivators can do this thing of keeping tabs on the movements of the bandits.

By the way, they can be asked to guard the road from the Baiguling Mountains to Hushangfang, lest these bandits hide in Hushangfang! "

Hearing these words, Zuo Canglang fell into contemplation, as if he was weighing.

Seeing Zuo Canglang like this, the disciple said again:

"Besides, the monks from the Linhai County family are suspected of colluding with the bandits. I just used this mission to test them again to see if the bandits will kill them!"

This sentence seemed to have directly stabbed Zuo Canglang's heart, and his face suddenly turned gloomy.

After a long time, Zuo Canglang said solemnly:

"I will consider this matter, you go out first!"

"Yes!"

...

At the same time, in the Chen family camp on the other side, Chen Wensong and another Chen family cultivator were also plotting something.

I saw that Chen Wensong was sitting on the chair of the Grand Master, tapping on the table with his right hand, and murmured constantly:

"Shen Ruiling...Shen Ruiling...Shen Ruiling..."

Beside him, UU reading www.uukanshu. The cultivator of the Chen family in the middle stage of foundation building in com said:

"Wen Song, this boy from the Shen family is very good. Although his cultivation is not high, his strength is extremely tyrannical. It forced the old man with the sword to retreat, and he just lost an arm to save his life."

"Third uncle, are you sure that the Shen family boy is so capable?"

Chen Wensong asked in disbelief.

In that battle, he was trapped in the formation by the Qi cultivator. It was good to be able to escape, and he didn't have time to care about the situation of other people.

But as soon as he came back, his third uncle came over and told him that there was a good player in the Shen family, and he wanted him to get rid of it as soon as possible!

"It's absolutely true, I have seen this with my own eyes. With one-handed swordsmanship and a strange magical power of flame, the Shen family's brat was only capable of parrying the sword.

I suggest that it is better to get rid of this person as soon as possible for the sake of the family, otherwise, when he grows up in the future, it will definitely become a huge threat to our family's unification of Linhai County! "

Seeing the old man in front of him commenting on Shen Ruiling, Chen Wensong couldn't help but take it seriously.

Originally, he didn't care about the hairy boy of the Shen family at all, but now it's different. Even the third uncle has such a high opinion of him, so let's get rid of it.

Anyway, in one sentence, I would rather kill by mistake than let it go!