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As the old gentleman spoke, he sat down without holding back, "Back then, at the Ice Pond in Tian Shan, you and I were both young men in the prime of our youth. Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, we were all old … Jiang Ji, you really don't recognize me anymore? "

The Eighth Old Master suddenly stood up and said with bright eyes, "You are? Excuse me, but... I really don't know you. You got the wrong person. "

The old man sneered, shook his head and said, "Even if I recognize the wrong person, I will not recognize the wrong 'Jiao Wei'..."

As he said that, he pointed to the zither on the servant's back and laughed out loud, "For the past sixty years, for the sake of thinking about this zither, you have truly made me dream of finding it. Today, you have finally let me find it.

The old squire paused in his speech and suddenly leaped up, taking the form of an eagle spreading its wings. He leapt from his seat to stand in front of the other servant.

This momentum was extremely fast, and the most daring thing was that he actually used it in front of the Eighth Lord. He truly was extremely daring.

The eighth grandfather was already on guard when he mentioned the "six dynasties Jiao Wei". He was surprised and shouted, "How dare you …"

The word left his mouth as his right hand suddenly shot out towards the other party's body.

The strength of his "Formless Sky Slashing Palm" was already at a certain level of strength, and it was also at such a close distance. According to common sense, it should be extremely powerful.

Just as he was about to raise his left hand, a tendon under his left arm suddenly twitched, causing him to feel extremely sore for a while.

Ah!" The eighth grandfather had only raised half of his hand, and had to lower it immediately. The force he exerted only spun in his dantian once before disappearing without a trace.

In such a short time, the old gentleman had already picked up the 'Six Dynasties Jiao Wei' that was carried behind the manservant. He seemed to be floating in the wind as he suddenly came back and sat on the seat again.

The servant shouted and rushed towards the man. He didn't want to move his body as if he had a sore spot on his body. His face twitched and shook for a while. He then sat down straight and started sweating profusely, yet he couldn't say a word.

Seeing this, the eighth grandfather suddenly understood.

"You …" The Eighth Old Master said.

For the second time, he raised his right palm and released another stream of power. The situation was exactly the same as before. His internal force rolled in his dantian for a second time before dispersing.

The Eighth Old Master himself was an expert in the art of medicine, and at this moment, he finally understood the principles behind it.

"Poison …" I've been poisoned? " The eighth grandfather secretly exclaimed.

It was impossible, and he looked at the old gentleman with the most dubious eyes.

Of course, the old gentleman in his eyes was no longer a gentleman. He had become a formidable enemy.

This prompted him to recall the roots of the man before him, all due to the "six dynasties" he loved the most in his life.

This guqin, did it really belong to its current master, the Eighth Lord? Not necessarily!

The real situation was …

Sixty years ago, at the meeting at the ice pond, Jiang Ji used a despicable method to coincidentally obtain the zither from one of the eight friends in the hall. Since then, the zither has belonged to Jiang Ji.

Jiang Ji only took this zither? He even took Lu Qingtong's life.

On that day, he arranged for the emissaries to be infected by a poison, causing all seven of the participants to be poisoned and lose their lives. He hadn't expected that after sixty years, someone would come up with a story that he believed was flawless and would never again be known to outsiders.

What shocked him was that what the man in front of him had said about "returning to its rightful owner" was simply frightening.

"Could it be …" You are... Einherjar Wannabe … "Prefecture …" The Eighth Old Master said.

"Divine State Ghost Phoenix … "You Qingtong." With a voice colder than ice, the old gentleman corrected the other party's words.

After he said his real name, 'You Qingtong', in the eyes of the Eighth Old Master, his face was that of that day's You Qingtong.

Although sixty years had passed, people would never really forget the terrible things that had happened to him.

Although You Qingtong was old, she was still You Qingtong, just like Jiang Ji.

Jiang Ji … Jiang Yin Jun … The eighth grandfather was actually just one person, just three different incarnations of different times and years.

Eutrophication Feng Qi was the same.

He had never suspected that there was any relationship between the two of them. Even up till now, he still had not realized that the person in front of him was the infamous "Seven Fingers Snow Mountain" master who was equally as infamous as him, Mr. Feng Qi.

"You Qingtong …" You're actually still alive? " Jiang Kai Jun said.

"That's right, he isn't dead yet." Feng Qi teasingly said, "He looks very healthy, he won't die for a short period of time."

Jiang Yenjun trembled and said with a loud laugh, "Well, I didn't expect to be in your way today..." How did you get it? Tell me, and let me see for myself. "

Feng Qi shook his head and said, "Old Man Jiang, I won't let you die. If you die, who will suffer?"

"So you're saying... You are being merciful to me... "Humph …" Jiang Yin Jun snorted several times before speaking sternly, "You might not know this, but I have consumed a thousand years' worth of poisonous python blood, so I am immune to all poisons. How could you not know this?"

"Of course I know."

Mr Feng Qi turned his head and looked at the frightened boy in the orchard. He smiled. "There's nothing for you to do here. We're old friends. Go do your work. We'll leave after a while."

The young boy was eager to leave, so he hurriedly turned around and left.

Mr. Feng Qi then turned to Jiang You Jun and nodded, "I had visited you at your residence in the Ning Guo Manor, but unfortunately, you weren't home. That night, I could have taken the guqin with me, but you didn't do anything in the dark. I have seen your antidote. "

When he was speaking, Jiang Yenjun had used his internal energy more than once. However, the first time his internal energy was about to be released, it inexplicably dispersed. It seemed like his internal body had been controlled by some strange drug, causing him to be unable to utilize any of his internal energy.

In an instant, he sat down with boundless dejection. All his hopes had been dashed.

Feng Qi leisurely smiled and said, "Halfway through, the tangerine you're eating, there is a secret hidden within. It temporarily prevents your body from being able to resist poison, then the second move in the watermelon will have an effect on your body …"

Jiang Yin Jun's blood was boiling in anger, but he was unable to do anything about it.

"Alas, you have been meticulous and unfathomable in your actions throughout your entire life, and you even know the way of medicine, yet you are still so careless and careless in my actions."

At this point, Mr. Feng Qi said with a smile, "I could have effortlessly killed you at this moment, but … I prefer to enjoy your life. As such, I will not offend you in any way here … The poison you've been inflicted with, is even less of a fatal poison. With your cultivation, it won't be difficult to neutralize it even when the time comes. "At that time, you definitely wouldn't let me off, and we could only stop your beautiful dream of getting rich through a good fight. I am truly sorry, but that doesn't mean I have to …"

At this point, Mr. Wind Seven put the "Six Dynasties Jiao Wei" behind his back, gave Jiang Yenjun a wave, and walked out with big strides.

The only one left was the highly skilled Jiang Yin Jun, who could only roll his eyes.

What a torrent of rain!

Thunder rumbled, lightning flashed, and rain poured down from the sky like beans.

Thus, on the house, on the road, wherever you could see, water splashed everywhere, the rain was like beads.

The rain had come at the right time. At the very least, there would be rice and water in the next year.

After all, Jiangnan is Jiangnan, even if it is a dry season, it will not be long, there will be timely rain to ease people's worries.

The sight under the heavy rain was truly novel and lively. The splashes of water and earth on the yellow street were like a pot of porridge. The passersby were all hugging their heads and scurrying about like rats that had just crossed the street; they were all drowned in water.

It was a well-known vegetarian home with a rather large signboard called "Guanghe Residence".

The vegetable buns, dumplings and the whole table of vegetarian dishes were all famous. They were jointly managed by two benevolent Buddhist natives.

In addition to this famous restaurant, there was also a "Guang He Inn", which was located at the back of the restaurant. It was extremely convenient for the guests to stay in the inn after eating.

The arrival of the heavy rain brought about unexpected good business for the restaurant. For a moment, the door was closed and the tables were filled with people. Afterwards, they could only squeeze under the door and sigh with excitement …

The young servant, Elder Zhu, had long propped up a signboard with the words' Full 'written on it. Just as the signboard was about to open, it was immediately soaked by the rain that swept in. It looked blurry, a mix of red and black, but no one knew what was written on it.

The rain was still pouring down, splashing mud all over the dirt road. Occasionally, the fast horses would come by, wet and muddy all over. As their hooves kicked up the wind, the pedestrians on both sides of the road were in trouble. They became loaches squirming in the fields.

The young servant saw that the rain was still falling and that there were more and more visitors. He was truly worried and took a large tarpaulin and used a bamboo pole to block the front door. This way, he could prevent the rain and also prevent others from coming in.

Here he set up the tarpaulin rack, but a handful of water trickled down the edge of the tarpaulin and ran down his neck.

"Ahhh …" "It's so cold!" Before he could finish his sentence, his beady eyes froze.

It was as if someone suddenly pointed at his acupuncture point, but also as if he had suffered an acute stroke. When his small eyes came in contact with the person in front of him, he was sure that he would never be able to separate from him.

"My old lady — where did this little lady come from?" No... You're still a big girl... But, isn't this a bit too f * cking handsome … "My dear mother, you are simply a fairy from another world …"

She was so beautiful that she even forgot to wipe the rain off her face.

In this way, the pillar stared with its two small eyes, eagerly watching as the fairy whom he thought of as reborn came before him in the same way, a very beautiful woman indeed.

She was about twenty years old, with a clean and white face, a tall nose, small mouth, and two long black eyebrows that were slightly frowned. She wore a black silk raincoat, and her waist was tied with a similar colored silk belt.

The girl came all the way across the street in the rain, leading a huge gray maned horse, and the men ran straight up to her, oily from the rain.

The boy, Ji Zhu, could only see stars shooting in front of his eyes as he sighed. His whole body had long since been drenched in sweat. He was just staring at the girl in a daze.

"I'm sorry," the girl said, nodding at him.

"Yes …" Yes... "Please …" The boy, Ji Zhu, said.

The girl smiled faintly, strangely forlorn.

"Ah, yes, and my horse too. Please take it to the stable and feed it well." said the girl.

"Yes, yes …" "There are …" The boy, Ji Zhu, said.

He seemed to have forgotten everything except "Yes" and "Yes". When he took the horse and passed it to another manservant, he was suddenly dumbfounded.

He only cared about "Yes, yes, yes" and "Yes, there is." He let the guest into the room and was really dumbfounded by the look in his eyes.

However, the room was filled with people. With so many new seats, it was difficult to walk on. Heavens, where could he find such a seat for the girl in front of him?

"This, this …" The pillar's face reddened as he stammered, "That's right …" Not Good... I really have nowhere to go... Placement... "This …"

The girl had already taken off her oil silk raincoat, revealing the tights underneath. She had a long and thin waist, and her long black hair made her look more and more beautiful. When she heard that there were no seats available, her face revealed a look of disappointment.

"But, I am truly sorry … This place has long been full. "

This statement was even more incoherent. Since the restaurant was already full, why did he only say it now?

In his heart, he was angered and ignored him. He only looked at him with a pair of cold eyes, which meant that he wanted to see how you would arrange me. It wouldn't be that easy to send me away.

"This …" What a disaster.