Chapter 1723

"Anyway, I've done my best. I've tried my best. I've tried my best. It depends on how you do it." Lu Chengfeng swung his sleeve and dragged his eight character steps. He put on the airs of elder Keqing and left.

"Well, I'll go back and try." Pan Fanghua bit his teeth, but he couldn't. It was the only way.

Next to them, Daima and Daima wiped their brows at the same time, and a strange picture appeared in their mind: an old man with white hair and white head, pursed his mouth and shook an older old man's arm to be coquettish. When he could not, he turned his nose into tears, and cried and rolled all over the ground. Finally, he took out a rope to hang on the beam and put it around his neck

Really, too, too much

Looking at Pan Fanghua from determined to leave jindanzong, Lu Chengfeng's mouth wiped a trace of complacent smile.

When pan Fanghua coaxed his grandfather to work for jindanzong, and the inauguration ceremony was held smoothly, it was time for him to return to his ancestral home. Previously said to repay Ling Chuxi, not casually, but Ling Chuxi did not put it in his heart.

Lu Chengfeng did not feel dissatisfied. Indeed, with Ling Chuxi and Jin danzong's current strength, his so-called reward is dispensable to everyone. Even the fame left by Lu Jiantang is just a false name.

However, as the first master of the Holy Land in the past, what Lu Jiantang left to later generations is really just a false name?

At that time, we must give Ling Chuxi a surprise to express his sincere thanks in his heart.

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Ling Chuxi and his party carried Xiao Shiyu back to the yard. For Xiao Shiyu's abnormal promotion speed, Ling Chuxi quickly got the answer she wanted.

Faced with the powerful strength and ruthless means of jindanzong, Xiao Shiyu told the secret of shizhongshan just like pouring beans without waiting for Gongxi's crazy knife to attack.

Shizhong mountain was originally one of many small clans in the surrounding area. In fact, compared with Wei Zhixuan's Yufeng sect, which hung sheep's head and sold dog's meat, its strength was inferior to that of Wei Zhixuan's sect. For many years, it has always been the bottom of the world. If the patriarch Xiao Shiyu was not good at observing words and colors and pretending to be grandsons, he would have been destroyed many times.

Speaking of this, Ling Chuxi also knows that Xiao Shiyu today is full of earthy smell and has been pretending to be a grandson for so many years. He has finally stepped on dog excrement, and his clan's strength has greatly increased. If he doesn't shake it well in front of the public, how can he be worthy of that shit.

Xiao Shiyu, the most powerful person in Shizhong mountain before, was only in the middle of Zhenyuan Dynasty. Other people were even more miserable. Except for a few elders who barely reached the peak of dayuanman, many young disciples did not even reach the peak of dayuanman. They were just in the stage of fighting spirit. Such strength, even in the world Valley countries can only be regarded as average, let alone in the holy land of zongmen. From this, we can imagine how poor Xiao Shiyu dressed up as his grandson.

But just half a year ago, a disciple of an outside school suddenly broke through to the peak from the early days of the great circle of Manchuria, which was no less than that of several elders. If this happened in other sects, it might not be a big deal. After all, it is only a great success. Moreover, the most important thing in the history of the holy land is the adventure of genius.

But for shizhongshan, this is a great event. Their strength is too weak. Xiao Shiyu and others began to think that this disciple had obtained the martial arts secret collection left by an elder. After questioning, they realized that it was not the case. Instead, he found a strange spring when collecting herbs, and his strength increased greatly after taking it.

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