In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a 50/50 relationship with anyone

"Father, Jiang Xiaoyu personally abolished my cultivation base and pushed me off the cliff. This statement is true, and it is precisely because he pushed me off the cliff that I met Master." Speaking of the word "Master", Jiang Xiaobai looked respectful: "It was also Master who rescued me and gave me a good fortune."

When Jiang Suanjing heard the words, he gave his son a vicious look, his eyes were full of hatred for iron failure, and he had the urge to hang up and beat his son, who was not successful enough to fail.

You said you can't do things more neatly?

Just cut off his head and put him in the frying pan, wouldn't he be dead?

Looking at the present, the winner was in his hands, but he made a wrong move and lost the whole game.

"Jiang Suanjing, did you hear me? Your son killed my son." Jiang Anlang looked at Jiang Xiaoyu at this moment, his eyes were as fierce as a knife.

If it wasn't for his son's fate, he has become a dead soul at this moment, how could he bear it?

There is no doubt that Jiang Xiaoyu will die!

"Go and kill him with your own hands and avenge yourself." Jiang Anlang said to Jiang Xiaobai.

"Okay." Jiang Xiaobai walked up to Jiang Xiaoyu without ink marks, and said with a grin: "Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. It's not that the time has not come."

When the voice fell.

Jiang Xiaobai raised his palm, and pressed it on the head of Jiang Xiaoyu, who looked so arrogant before but now terrified.

"No!"

Jiang Xiaoyu let out a scream, and his head burst into pieces.

Pink and white, brains like blood-stained tofu, splashing everywhere.

Jiang Suan watched his son die in a daze, but he didn't even have the courage to stop him.

Because Jiang Anlang in his prime is really too strong.

He was so strong that he didn't dare to have a little resistance.

"After dealing with your son, then it's you." Jiang Anlang got up and walked towards Jiang Suanjing step by step, and the aura on his body continued to gradually improve.

Jiang Suanjing looked at Jiang Anlang who was walking towards him like a god of death, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped him on the face, crying bitterly: "My lord, I am obsessed with ghosts! Please look at me, my lord." Since I am in the Golden Core Realm and can make some contributions to the family, let me take the blame and do meritorious service, I swear, I will definitely reform myself!"

"Your words, keep it as a lie. If you are safe and sound, my injury will not get better, and the position of master will naturally fall on you. After all, you are the only golden core in the Jiang family, but you are eager for success. The means of harming my fellow clan, forcing me to give up my position, I can't afford you, and I can't keep you." Jiang Anlang snorted coldly.

"Hehehe..."

Seeing that he could not escape death, Jiang Suanjing sneered: "Jiang Anlang, Jiang Anlang, keep your words as a lie, you will be willing to give up the position of Patriarch? When you give up, I'm afraid your son Have you already cultivated into a golden core? You are a liar..."

boom!

"Stubborn." Jiang Anlang raised his hand and smashed Jiang Suanjing's head with a punch, making him follow in his son's footsteps.

Both are golden elixir, but Jiang Suanjing reached the early stage of elixir by relying on the power of medicine.

On the other hand, Jiang Anlang was doing the real thing, and he practiced step by step to the perfection of the Golden Core.

The gold content between the two can be imagined, and there are still a few small realms missing.

Therefore, even though Jiang Anlang's cultivation had not fully recovered at the moment, Jiang Suanjing was not Jiang Anlang's all-in-one enemy.

At this moment, the Patriarchs of the branch veins looked at Jiang Anlang's vigorous and vicious actions, with awe on their faces.

"Patriarchs, Jiang's injury is recovering, so you should go back first." Jiang Anlang said to the many branch masters.

"Yes, master." The branch masters said one after another.

With the departure of these branch masters.

A few servants came in outside and began to clean up the mess.

Li Zhoujun overlooked this scene from the cloud, and said in admiration: "This pair of headshot father and son are very ruthless, but in this world, most people are kind and bullied by others. Only when they are ruthless can they restrain the people under them." .”

At the same time, Jiang Anlang in the hall looked at his son with burning eyes: "Boy, where is your master?"

Can send out such a pill.

The master my son worships is definitely not simple!

"Master came with me, but he didn't come into our mansion." Jiang Xiaobai said with a chuckle.

"That's it." Jiang Anlang said with some regret, and then he said: "You have to thank your master in person when the time comes. Without your master's help, you and I, father and son, today will be next year's memorial day."

"Don't worry dad, I know." Jiang Xiaobai nodded affirmatively, Li Zhoujun has the grace of regeneration to him, and if he climbs to the heights of the immortal road in the future, he will definitely not forget to give his master a hand.

After all, Jiang Xiaobai is very confident. Given him 100 years, he will definitely be able to break through to the Imaginary Fairyland. By that time, it is not certain that Master will still be in the Transformation God Realm.

If Li Zhoujun knew what Jiang Xiaobai was thinking, he didn't know how he would feel.

"Jiang Patriarch's lightning method, Li admires it extremely."

At this time, the figure of Li Zhoujun came in from outside the hall.

"Master!"

Jiang Xiaobai was overjoyed when he saw the person coming.

"Jiang Anlang pays homage to the master." Jiang Anlang cupped his hands respectfully to Li Zhoujun, and then said with a wry smile: "What kind of thunder means, the master is joking, it's only us low-level monks who need to do this. Cultivation, standing there, is enough to be respected."

Li Zhoujun was happy when he heard this, Jiang Xiaobai's father is a talent, and he is very flattering.

"Don't dare to be." Li Zhoujun smiled slightly, then looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Would you like to go back to the mountain to practice hard as a teacher?"

Jiang Xiaobai was taken aback when he heard the words, but then he said with firm eyes: "I want to break out of the world by myself!"

"It's not bad, as a teacher, I really don't see through people." Li Zhoujun seemed to have expected this result a long time ago. As the son of luck, how could Jiang Xiaobai stay in one place all the time?

You must keep running around, swiping pictures to upgrade.

So Li Zhoujun was not surprised by this result, and then Li Zhoujun said: "Here is a book of exercises for you, the Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra, I hope you can practice well."

After all, Li Zhoujun had a point between Jiang Xiaobai's eyebrows, and at the same time crossed a clone imprint on his body, and when he was in danger, the clone would appear.

Half a minute passed.

Jiang Xiaobai waited and watched the mysterious exercises in his mind, held back his excited expression and said to Li Zhoujun: "My disciple, thank you, Master!"

"En." Li Zhoujun smiled slightly, and his figure gradually faded away in front of the father and son.

"Farewell to Master!"

"Congratulations to the master!"

Jiang Xiaobai and Jiang Anlang bowed to Li Zhoujun.

"Father, I went to the back mountain to practice!"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at his father and said impatiently.

"Okay." Jiang Anlang said with a smile, but he secretly scolded this brat in his heart for not knowing how to flatter him, wouldn't it be good to practice with someone who is popular with an expert and drinks spicy food?

Then he narrowed his eyes slightly, the Zhang family...

And Jiang Xiaobai naturally didn't know what his father was thinking at this moment, because he was already on the way to the back mountain, when he suddenly saw a figure lying on the side of the road, he couldn't help but stop.