Chapter 923

"Old thirteen, have you taken away those things I left in Huaijun before?"

After they left the canyon, they fled all the way. When they passed a vast forest, Yang Junshan suddenly remembered something.

"Fourth brother, it has been taken away."

Yang Junhao replied, "we came to Huaijun county to take what you left, but later elder martial sister Shuer took us to his father's legacy."

Yang Junshan nodded. Yang Junshan got those things from Lu Xuanping, the overseas Taoist ancestor, in the ancient dense forest. At that time, his storage magic weapon capacity was limited, so he had to hide them in a secret place and guard them secretly with an array.

Yang Junqi and mulberry son traveled in Sangzhou before, but Yang Junshan forgot about it. Later, Yang Junhao followed. Yang Junshan remembered it and told him by the way.

At that time, all the precious objects on Lu Xuanping's body had been taken away by Yang Junshan. Most of the rest were cultivation resources that he could not use, but the quantity was expensive. It was enough to bring back more than a dozen martial arts friars from the family.

After leaving the canyon, Yang Junshan and others did not directly go north, but first turned northeast, entered Fengjun County, and then turned north.

Fengjun is the traditional sphere of influence of Lingyi sect. Even if Xu Tiancheng and Cheng Tianyu recruited the ancestors of the Taoist realm to hunt them down, they never expected that they would go against their way and break into the sphere of influence of Lingyi sect first.

In fact, shortly after Yang Junshan and other four people left the canyon heritage collection, a space portal opened outside the canyon entrance, and an old man appeared here. His divine consciousness swept the whole Canyon in an instant. Then he looked cold. He seemed to have noticed that the canyon was empty for a long time, and then he snorted coldly and immediately Yihua in front of him, It's another space portal. You have to turn around and leave when you open it.

But unexpectedly, the old man just stepped into the space portal, a strange wave suddenly came, the just closed void was distorted, and a startling voice suddenly came, and the old man fell out of the void.

"Who dares to tease me!"

In the end, it was the ancestor of the Taoist realm. Although the old man was knocked down from the space, he stabilized his body in an instant, resisted a surge of anger in his heart, and angrily denounced the emptiness around him.

"Hehe, uncle Luo, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you?"

A chuckle came from the void, as if he was very familiar with Luo Zan's father.

Luo Zan's ancestral look changed slightly. This voice gave him a very familiar feeling, but he just couldn't remember who it was. But it was clear that there was a voice from the other party, but Luo Zan's ancestral divine sense still couldn't detect the position of the visitor. He looked dignified and said coldly, "Sir and people, I can't remember. Since I'm familiar with you, why hide my head and show my tail?"

Luo Zan was secretly on guard. His divine consciousness shuttled through the void around him, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

The voice came again: "I call you martial uncle. You can't hear it, but I dare not show up. I'm afraid I'll scare you!"

Luo Zan looked uncertain and wondered, "are you..."

A breeze blew, and a human figure began to outline in the wind. As the outline became clearer, the dignified Luo Zan gradually opened his eyes. First, he was confused, followed by shock, then full of incredible, and finally brought a trace of fear.

It was only a short moment before and after the appearance of the person in front of him. However, the look of Luo Zan's ancestor changed again and again, which was rich like face changing illusion.

When he finally confirmed the identity of the person in front of him, Luo Zan didn't even realize that his body had unconsciously retreated more than ten feet, and his fingers were trembling when pointing to the person in front of him: "you, you, you, it's impossible, aren't you dead?"

A monk who looks handsome and unrestrained, but his temperament is free and unrestrained. His face still looks young, but his eyes are full of wind and frost. With a smile, he stood ten feet in front of Luo Zan's father. He heard that he was helpless and said, "look, I said it would scare you, old man!"

"Sang Wuji, you, how could you not have died? It's impossible. I saw you break your heart and die that day!"

When the name came out of his mouth, Luo Zan felt his voice full of dryness.

He didn't think that the person in front of him might be counterfeited by others. However, the familiar look and temperament and the familiar Zhenyuan fluctuation inherited by tianxianfu are definitely not imitated by others. The only difference is that more than a hundred years later, the eyes of the person in front of him are more profound, and the breath fluctuation of the whole body is more powerful.

However, how could this be possible? On that day, sang Wuji committed suicide, and many people of Lingyi sect were present. The ancestors of Daojing were not alone. Almost everyone looked at his body. His heart was broken, his breath was cut off, and there was no vitality. There was no possibility of living at all.

However, the living fact is in front of us. Sang Wuji is not dead at all. Even his accomplishments have been raised to an incredible level. Sang Wuji's suicide was a fraud!

However, how many people know about this scam?

In the end, did sang Wuji deceive the owner of Lingyi sect, or did he have another accomplice inside the sect?

In those years, sang Wuji was forced to a desperate situation. However, before the incident, he was the real star of lingyizong's future. There were many sympathizers and supporters. It's hard to guarantee that no one will secretly help him.

After Luo Zan confirmed that the person in front of him was sang Wuji, countless similar thoughts flashed in his mind in an instant. However, no matter what assumptions he made, one thing he never understood. Even if the people present sympathized with Sang Wuji's death, he was absolutely not on his side, What's more, there was Zhuang Peng who wanted to eat his meat. How did sang Wuji hide it from them?

"Don't guess. I don't have an associate in lingyizong. Even if it's a Gensheng brother, I haven't found him once in 100 years!"

Sang Wuji seemed to understand the thoughts in Luo Zan's mind at this time, and said: "it was really me who 'died' in front of you that day, not doubles, illusions and so on..."

Luo Zan just stared at sang Wuji, but he didn't say a word, as if he didn't believe anything sang Wuji said at all.

Sang Wuji didn't seem to see the expression of Luo Zan's ancestor, but said to himself: "it's just that I once practiced a secret skill, which can recover after the heart breaks..."

Luo Zan couldn't help interrupting: "it's impossible!"

Sang Wuji seemed to have expected that Luo Zan's grandfather would deny it, and asked with a smile, "does martial uncle Luo know the five zang organs atlas?"

Luo Zan opened his mouth and finally said, "you, you have inherited the five zang organs atlas?"

Sang Wuji sneered and said: "The five zang organs atlas has been lost for years. How could sang be so lucky? It's just that he got the benefit of his ancestors and got lucky to practice the heart atlas. Once the heart atlas is completed, there is an advantage, that is, heartbreak can't die. In addition, some secret skills such as turtle breath and rest formula can reduce the vitality of the whole body. Who can think that a heartbroken person can still be resurrected?"

Luo Zan said sarcastically, "you were lucky. At that time, you just threw you into the fire abyss, not burned your body on the spot. I think you woke up and ran away before falling into the fire abyss? It's a pity that none of the three Taoist ancestors of our sect found you pretending to be dead!"

Sang Wuji smiled and said, "so this time I'm back!"

At this time, Lao Luo Zan's breath was already rising. He only heard him say in a deep voice: "so you come back with revenge this time?"

Sang Wuji looked at Luo Zan's face as if he were facing a great enemy, and gradually restrained his smile on his face. He said positively: "Sang appeared this time and just wanted to verify one thing from Uncle Luo..."

Luo Zan interrupted him with a sneer and said sarcastically, "I'm afraid there's another reason why I stopped me in order to save sanggensheng's daughter? I once heard my disciple say that sanggensheng's daughter was seriously injured in order to manipulate sangmuqin. She really wanted to save people. Why didn't she do it at that time?"

Sang Wuji turned a deaf ear to Luo Zan's ridicule and said to himself, "the thing that sang asked Uncle Luo for confirmation this time is whether Bian LAN committed suicide or Zhuang Peng himself? And did Uncle Luo participate in the whole personnel situation?"

"Do you want to know the truth?"

Luo Zan suddenly sneered, "why don't you ask Zhuang Peng yourself?"

Before his voice fell, Luo Zan suddenly had a wooden staff in his hand. It was a low-grade Taoist weapon, a single wood into a forest staff. However, he pointed to Sang Wuji with the Taoist weapon in his hand, which was also silent and pointed out. With the collapse of the void in front of him and the boundless condensation of dead Qi, his power was many times higher than that of Xu Tiancheng and Cheng Tianyu.

"Hehe, annihilation refers to that people of Lingyi sect have attacked me with this magic power again!"

Sang Wuji chuckled, but he didn't hide from this finger. He also stretched out a finger and pointed it out.

"Tianxian means!"

Luo Zan let out a strange cry, but he didn't stop at all and suddenly ran back. But not far behind him, he didn't know when he had opened a space portal.

"Sang Wuji, even if you don't die, you deserve what happened in those years. Now our sect is led by Zhuang Peng. What can you do when you come back? Can you compete with the whole Sect on your own?"

The space portal was closed, leaving only the lingering sound of Luo Zan's ancestor.

In the middle of the sky, there was a sound like splitting silk. The two supernatural powers met and broke several cracks in the surrounding void. At the same time, the space cracks also swallowed up all the afterwaves of the supernatural powers, and then they returned to peace.

Luo Zan's ancestors used Taoist instruments as a medium to display the annihilation finger, but it was just as powerful as sang Wuji's unarmed Tianxian finger.

Tianxian refers to the 12th place in the list of magic powers!

Sang Wuji looked at the direction of Luo Zan's departure and did not go to catch up. Instead, he murmured to himself with a trace of ridicule: "it's really a good proposal to compete with the whole Lingyi Sect on his own. What do you say, younger martial brother Zhuang Peng, Taoist LAN Kui today?"