I conquer the immortal with my strength

"The Ji family is still very knowledgeable. It is said that the Ji family did not know what secret medicine they used. Not only did the old man of the Ji family suddenly increase in strength, he was comparable to an eighth-grade martial artist. The strength of other elders and children also increased dramatically, and they were able to kill forcefully. A bloody road was made and some troops escaped.

As for whether Ji Wenyue is among these people, I don't know. It seems that you and Ji Wenyue have a real friendship, but in this situation, we can only hope that she will be lucky, and there is nothing we can do. "Liang Jingtang sighed heavily after speaking.

"Yes, it is said that the four major forces sent a total of four eighth-level martial arts masters this time, as well as many good fighters. No one can save them. We can only hope that they will be lucky!" Zhuo Xingji sighed.

Xia Daoming, however, seemed not to have heard the helpless sighs from the two of them. Instead, he looked at Zhuo Xingji with firm and cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Zhuo, you often go out as escorts. You must be familiar with the Eagle Eye Mountain area, right? Please come with me."

"Daoming, are you going to save Ji Wenyue?" Liang Jingtang seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed drastically.

"That's right!" Xia Daoming nodded.

"Dao Ming, are you crazy? The other party has four eighth-grade great martial arts masters and many good masters. Even if they are scattered, if you randomly meet an eighth-grade martial artist, let alone saving people, you and I have to explain where they are. ." Zhuo Xingji almost jumped up in fright when he saw Xia Daoming nodding.

"Ji Wenyue is my confidante, and I owe her many favors. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will save her! If there is no hope, then one day I will avenge her!" Xia Daoming said.

"In that case, I'll accompany you for a while. I'm already an old man anyway, and if it weren't for you, I would have stayed in Cangmang Mountain." Liang Jingtang said immediately after hearing this.

"Master, what are you talking about? Am I the kind of person who is afraid of death? For the sake of friendship, my junior brother rushed to rescue him regardless of the danger. Can't I accompany him on this trip for the sake of friendship?

Besides, I often travel as a escort, and the terrain, paths and people outside Licheng are far more familiar than you! "Zhuo Xingji patted his chest when he saw this, and said with great ambition.

"Good senior brother!" Xia Daoming was so moved that he hugged Zhuo Xingji's shoulders.

"Go away, I'm not a good junior brother like you! It's okay to hide your cultivation from us. Whenever you hook up with the eldest lady of the Ji family, you won't introduce her to us.

Do you know that our Xingyou Escort Bureau spends a lot of money on elixirs at Changchun Hall every year! If I had known earlier that you were having an affair with Ji Wenyue, I would have saved myself every year..." Zhuo Xingji slapped Xia Daoming's hand away.

Xia Daoming didn't have time to listen to Zhuo Xingji's complaints. When Zhuo Xingji slapped his hand away, all the powerful aura of the eight meridians were released.

For a moment, everyone in the meeting hall suddenly felt shocked by a powerful momentum, and their scalps became numb.

"Eighth, eighth grade!" Liang Jingtang was the first to react, his voice trembling and stuttering.

Others, especially Zhuo Xingji, were as dumb as clay sculptures.

Oh my God, just now the eighth-grade great martial artist hooked my shoulder and said I was his good senior brother, but I actually slapped him away with a look of disgust and complaint!

"Master, escort chief Zhuo, your horse."

When everyone was shocked, Liu Qiaolian had already cleverly removed the saddlebags from the horse and handed the reins to Xia Daoming and Zhuo Xingji respectively.

"Master, the things I brought back this time are extremely precious. You must hide them well and guard them day and night. No matter what happens, you must try to stay calm first and wait until Senior Brother Zhuo and I come back!"

Xia Daoming took the reins, told Liang Jingtang seriously, then got on his horse and greeted Zhuo Xingji.

"Senior Brother Zhuo, let's go!"

At this time, Zhuo Xingji could no longer care about his head that was in a mess. Hearing this, he quickly got on his horse and followed Xia Daoming, riding straight out of the inner courtyard.

However, Zhuo Xingji just rode out of the inner courtyard at a gallop, and Xia Daoming turned back like a whirlwind.

Without saying a word, he took out some things from one of the unloaded saddlebags, wrapped them into a bundle and carried it on his back, and then left like a whirlwind.

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Eagle Eye Mountain.

A branch of Cangmang Mountain.

The mountains are undulating and stretch for hundreds of miles.

It rained heavily.

A dilapidated mountain village located halfway up the mountain has long been empty of people and its fields have been abandoned.

Mountain village ancestral hall.

Rainwater poured in from crumbling walls and leaky roofs.

Ji Yuanzhen sat next to the incense hall, breathing heavily, covering his mouth and coughing from time to time.

He had always maintained a good health and seemed to have a somewhat fairy-like temperament. Now his face was sallow, full of wrinkles, and his eyes were cloudy, as if he was an old man who was about to die soon.

Surrounding him were a group of important members of the Ji family.

A little further away, out of reach of the rain, there were some women and children gathered.

These girls and children of the Ji family, who were usually pampered and pampered, lived a life of fine clothing and fine food, but they had no experience of escaping in the wild mountains. They were in shock, extremely tired, hungry, and their clothes were wet by the rain. Many of them were swept away. They huddled up and shivered, some even had a high fever and started talking nonsense.

Outside and at the entrance of the ancestral hall, in the heavy rain, there were about a dozen young men and dead warriors of the Ji family wearing bamboo hats, holding their hands on the hilts of their knives, and looking at all directions like knives. They exuded a blood-evil aura. It was unknown how many people had been killed along the way. .

"Grandpa, how are you?" Ji Wenyue grabbed her grandfather's cold hand and couldn't stop her tears from flowing down. She felt extremely remorseful.

If she had agreed to marry Ding Chushan or Xu Shixiong, the Ji family would not have come to this point.

Two children of the Ji family looked sarcastic when they saw Ji Wenyue crying.

"Humph, what's the point of asking at this time? If it weren't for you, our Ji family wouldn't have reached this point!" Finally, one of the Ji family children couldn't help but scolded.

This person was only twenty-four or five years old, but he was already at the sixth level. He had many injuries on his body and was covered in blood.

"That is, if you are willing to marry Ding Chushan or Xu Shixiong, our Ji family will not suffer heavy casualties. Now we are like a bereaved dog!"

Another Ji family kid who was slightly older, but no more than 30 years old, heard the words and agreed.

This person is also at the sixth level. He doesn't have many injuries on his body, but his face is as pale as paper. It is because he used the secret medicine and damaged his meridians, and he has no hope of reaching a higher level.

After hearing this, the others looked at Ji Wenyue silently with complicated eyes.

The Ji family suffered heavy casualties during this trip, and their future was uncertain. Everyone was holding a fire in their hearts and always wanted to find an outlet.

Although many of them knew that they could not blame Ji Wenyue for this matter, they were still affected to some extent by the situation and the words of those two people.

"There were obviously six Fengming Pills refined, but you took two by yourself. What did you do with the two? Did you give them to the man who often met you at the Jingxin Tea House?

Don't think we don't know, over the past year or so, you have given him a lot of money and elixirs for free! "

The young man with multiple injuries on his body became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and couldn't help but reveal some of the news he had overheard from Ji Wenyue's personal guard Du Yuxian.

"What, Wenyue actually gave the Fengming Pill to outsiders!" This time, those who were silent also started to make a commotion, looking at Ji Wenyue with anger.

Ji Wenyue said nothing, just lowered her head, but because of everyone's words, her mind drifted to the deserted desert.

Those few days were supposed to be the most fearful and helpless days for her, but they later turned into the most unforgettable and sweet memories for her.

Ji Yuanzhen slowly sat up straight. His originally dull and dull eyes became cold and stern. He slowly swept across the crowd and finally landed on a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard.

"Shou et al., where is the family stick?" Ji Yuanzhen asked in a deep voice.

Ji Shouli, the current head of the Ji family and Ji Wenyue's uncle.

Ji Wenyue lost her father in her early years and was raised by Ji Shouli as her own child.

The injured young man who just spoke and accused Ji Wenyue was his son, named Ji Wennan.

He is Ji Wenyue's cousin.

Another person who accused Ji Wenyue was an old grandson of the clan, who was also the same generation as Ji Wenyue, named Ji Wenbin.

Both of them are leaders among the younger generation of the Ji family.

The two of them were given one of the Fengming Pills refined by the Ji family, and were able to break through from the fifth level to the sixth level. They are the ones who will shoulder important responsibilities for the family in the future.

"Father!" Ji Shouli's expression changed slightly.

"Grandpa, Wenyue is young after all, actually..." Ji Wennan followed.

"I'm talking about the family stick!" Ji Yuanzhen said expressionlessly.

Ji Shouli had no choice but to turn around and take the stick from the old servant behind him, and gave it to Ji Yuanzhen with both hands.

PS: Now we are trying to get to Sanjiang. This depends on the number of readings. The competition in the fairy tale genre is a bit fierce. I also ask book friends to try their best to help with the readings. There should be four updates today.

Thanks to Autumn Divine Light, ricky007, Echizen Yanyan and other book friends for their rewards.