The Strongest Qi Refiner

After speaking, Jiang Daoren walked out of the hall.

In the hall, there was a dead silence.

A group of core members were still kneeling on the ground, their faces pale.

They looked at each other, but couldn't say a word.

But they knew in their hearts that they had no other choice.

These are the words of the ancestors, which carry more weight than the words of the Patriarch!

As for the Lin family, if they really came to the door...

As the aristocratic family of the northern capital, they had heard too many legends about Fang Yu.

Many times, they even have someone physically present!

Without the ancestor's action, the Jiang family has no chance of winning, it's just a matter of how long they last.

At present, I can only apologize at the door according to the request of the ancestor...

Several core members sat slumped on the ground, their faces pale.

It hasn't been long since the Jiang family rose, and they didn't expect... to be beaten back to their original form so soon.

"Everyone, don't be discouraged. As long as the ancestor is still there, our Jiang family... still has hope."

At this time, an older core member stood up to cheer.

But at this time, these words can no longer play a big role.

...

Beidu 101, the top floor of the Bamboo Building.

"That's about it."

Fang Yu stood up and stretched.

To be honest, he really likes role-playing.

For now, the Jiang family has taken care of it.

As for Wuchenzi, they cannot be contacted for the time being.

The people who can move now are... Li Mofan and his wife.

"Da Xilin... It seems that he is going to Wanjie's tomb to restore the so-called Yinyuan formation." Fang Yu thought, "It should take a certain amount of time to restore this formation, at least... one night is absolutely necessary. not enough."

"Go down and sleep first."

"Go to Daxilin tomorrow, and there should be something to gain."

...

One night passed quickly.

In the early morning of the next day, the Zhanlong Pavilion in Daxilin welcomed two guests.

A man and a woman.

The man looks handsome and imposing. The woman is charming and graceful, with a pair of winking eyes that made the cheeks of several doorkeeper disciples burn and their eyes straightened.

It was Li Mofan and his wife.

"I'm looking for Lao Yuan." Li Mofan said with a smile on his face.

"Old Yuan?" A group of gatekeeper disciples turned around with puzzled expressions.

"It's Yuan Sanquan." Li Mofan said again.

"...Elder Yuan! Are you looking for Elder Yuan? May I ask who you are..." asked the leading disciple.

"I'm Li Mofan. If you mention my name to Yuan Sanquan, he will definitely let me in." Li Mofan smiled, "Just say, I brought Qing'er to see him."

The disciple guarding the gate was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Please wait a moment."

Then, he turned his head and walked inside Zhanlong Pavilion.

At this time, Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er looked at each other and smiled, and then disappeared in front of the eyes of all the gatekeeper disciples.

"Um!?"

The complexions of the gatekeeper disciples changed drastically, and they looked around, but they did not find Li Mofan and Yang Qinger again.

And at this moment, inside the Zhanlong Pavilion.

The gatekeeper disciple was flying towards the hill where Yuan Sanquan was, very fast.

And Li Mofan and Yang Qinger followed behind him.

When the guard disciple came to the top of the mountain, Yuan Sanquan was doing a set of boxing with his eyes closed.

"Elder Yuan..." the guard disciple called out.

"Um?"

Yuan Sanquan opened his eyes, but he didn't look at the gatekeeper's position, but looked up at the sky.

"Old Yuan, you have aged a lot."

Li Mofan and Yang Qinger appeared in front of Yuan Sanquan, and slowly fell to the ground.

"This, this..." The gatekeeper was stunned.

But at this moment, Yuan Sanquan's face became extremely gloomy.

"You step back first." Yuan Sanquan said to the disciple guarding the gate.

"...Okay, okay." The gatekeeper immediately turned and left.

Li Mofan and Yang Qinger landed on the ground, less than five meters away from Yuan Sanquan.

Li Mofan looked around and said with a smile: "Old Yuan, the environment of your residence is not very good."

"What are you doing here?" Yuan Sanquan asked, not wanting to argue with Li Mofan at all.

"I brought Qing'er...to see you." Li Mofan grinned, wrapping his left hand around Yang Qing'er's slender waist.

Yang Qing'er looked at Yuan Sanquan with a smile on her face, her lips parted slightly, and said softly: "Sanquan, Mo Fan just wants to see you, nothing else, don't get angry..."

Yuan Sanquan looked expressionless, glanced at the couple, and said, "There is no need for you to deliberately hang around in front of me. I told you many years ago... I don't care at all."

"Oh? Really don't care? Then why are you keeping a straight face? My old friend?" Li Mofan asked with a sneer as a sneer flashed in his eyes.

"A pair of disgusting dogs and men, standing in front of me like this, how can you make me laugh?" Yuan Sanquan asked back, "It's like eating a pile of dog shit in front of you, how can you make me laugh?" Have an appetite?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er both changed!

But soon, Li Mofan laughed again.

"Yuan Sanquan, you still care about it, otherwise why would you become angry?" Li Mofan laughed.

"Sanquan, you really don't want to be like this..." Yang Qinger said hypocritically.

Veins appeared on Yuan Sanquan's forehead.

This pair of sluts is really the best.

To be honest, Yuan Sanquan had no affection for Yang Qinger many years ago.

The Yang Qing'er he liked was a pure and innocent girl back then.

As for the later Yang Qing'er... just like a stranger.

After so many years, the reason why Yuan Sanquan can't forget the faces of this pair of dogs and men is because they ran up to show off time and time again...

What is the purpose of doing this?

Yuan Sanquan still can't figure it out.

Li Mofan looked at Yuan Sanquan's face, and the smile on his face grew wider.

He brought Yang Qing'er to Yuan Sanquan for no other reason than to show off!

Back then, he was suppressed by Yuan Sanquan everywhere, and he was already jealous!

Later, when Yuan Sanquan and Yang Qing'er got together, he was even more heartbroken!

He thought that he would live in Yuan Sanquan's shadow for the rest of his life...until the gate of the Holy Court opened in front of him.

Since then, his life has taken a turn for the better.

After he came out of the holy courtyard, his strength increased sharply, and he used some small tricks to successfully make Yang Qing'er his own.

Since then, he feels he has won.

He turned defeat into victory and suppressed Yuan Sanquan instead!

But that's not enough.

He hoped that his own shadow could cover Yuan Sanquan!

He brought Yang Qing'er to Yuan Sanquan just to anger Yuan Sanquan.

Such an approach is indeed naive and low-level.

But for some reason, as long as he saw Yuan Sanquan's angry appearance, he would feel very happy.

This seemed to release his twisted mind.

So, he did just that.

He doesn't care whether his approach is low-level or naive, as long as he feels happy.

"Yuan Sanquan, you don't want to do something to me, do you?" Li Mofan smiled sarcastically, "Then I have to tell you, once I do it, I won't take old feelings into consideration."

"Except for you, I will also kill all the disciples in your Zhanlong Pavilion."

"You think about it first, and then decide whether to do it."

Having said that, Li Mofan's eyes turned cold.

This is the ultimate mockery and threat!

If Yuan Sanquan did something, he would logically slaughter the entire Zhanlong Pavilion.

It would be better if you don't.

He can get great pleasure.

From then on, Yuan Sanquan could no longer lift his head up in front of him!

"Why are you still at the peak of the Mahayana realm? Oh... I forgot, you rejected the gate of the Holy Court before." Li Mofan said pretendingly, "Oh, it would be great if you didn't refuse, maybe you are both yin and yang now It's at its pinnacle."

Facing Li Mofan's ridicule, Yuan Sanquan clenched his fists tightly.

"Let me remind you, now Qing'er has a Mahayana cultivation level, and I... guess what?" Li Mofan took a few steps forward and said with a smile.

Between the words, Li Mofan released the aura of cultivation.

Yuan Sanquan's face changed slightly.

Li Mofan's cultivation realm is obviously already in the Yin-Yang realm.

"Do you want to do it? If you do, then do it." Li Mofan opened his arms and said with a smile, "I am in charge of fighting with you, and Qinger is in charge of slaughtering many disciples of Zhanlong Pavilion. What a perfect division of labor and cooperation?"

"Well... people don't like killing people." Yang Qing'er bit her red lips and said coquettishly.