Seeing Ji Yinzi's face was so bad that he couldn't believe it, Ji Yang couldn't help but sigh and said, "But that's the truth."

Ji Yinzi, who barely woke up from the shock, could not hide the shock and disbelief in his heart, and asked in a stern voice: "Why?"

Ji Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the scenes he had when he talked with the boy, and then slowly replied: "Because in his eyes, if he lived too long, he would look at his lover and friends around him and leave him one by one. It would be better if he didn't want this painful torture."

"Uh!" Ji Yinzi was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said, "But in the face of death, all this is nothing."

"The biggest dream of our warriors in this life is to reach the peak of martial arts. In addition to the pleasure of power brought by rulership, one of the reasons is to live longer."

Ji Yang nodded and agreed, "That's right, it's true in your eyes, but that kid's vision and ideas have always been unique."

After a pause, Ji Yang further said: "There is a great horror between life and death. Although you and I have experienced countless ups and downs in our lives, we are far less experienced than that boy's life and death."

Speaking of this, Ji Yang couldn't help but sigh again, and said in a complicated tone: "It is precisely because this kid has experienced many times of life and death that he has far exceeded ordinary people's imagination, so you and I will never understand his view of death."

Ji Yinzi shook his head a little regretfully and said, "Whether it was the destruction of Wanxiang Sect overnight or the appearance of Yunlongjiu Xiao Zhixuan to make everyone enemies in the world, his roots are all in the immortal heritage."

"I didn't expect that the immortal inheritance that everyone in the martial arts world was salivating was sent to your grandson. This guy actually refused. It's really incredible. I think that old guy Xiao Zhixuan must be so depressed that he vomited blood."

Finally, Ji Yinzi couldn't help but say admiringly: "Rejecting the great temptation of the immortal inheritance may be because of this kind of mind that you and I are both mortals, and he is a monster!"

At this time, Ji Yang couldn't help but think of the mysterious object that seemed like a golden elixir in his grandson's dantian. He couldn't help but mutter to himself that this unique martial arts path was not worse than the immortal inheritance, or even more excellent.

Because this mysterious object always reminds Ji Yang of the ancient ancestors and the cultivation system when he pursues becoming an immortal and becoming an ancestor.

Just as the brothers and brothers were having a deep conversation, Wang Le, who had left after activated the ability of the Dragon Hidden Destruction of Destruction and Dharma Eyes, did not return to his residence, but flew directly out of the Nanhua Temple Temple from a high altitude.

At the same time, Wang Le, who was flying in the air, did not forget to look around the Nanhuaguan Temple through the Breaking Demonic Eye and investigated carefully. Of course, the purpose was to find the martial arts masters hiding from Cihang Jingzhai.

After a while, Wang Le, who flew out of the mountain gate, stopped first in the dense forest west of the dojo.

Then Wang Le, who was invisible, quietly fell from the sky into the dense forest.

When the invisible Wang Le gently stepped on the rotten branches and leaves, under a big tree not far away in front of him, two warriors in their fifties were sitting bored under a big tree.

And right in front of these two warriors in their fifties, there was a pile of ashes burned from a bonfire.

Obviously, the two of them have been in this jungle for a while, not just arrived.

Just as the invisible Wang Le was about to step forward, he saw one of the national-faced warriors sitting under the big tree frowned deeply, sighed dissatisfiedly, and said in a deep voice: "You and I are the middle-level martial arts strong men, but they were called by others as dogs. Now they are sent out to do such despicable work. How can I feel?"

Another long-faced warrior with a little gray hair and crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, said with a bad smile: "Even if you and I have achieved the late stage of the local level, or even the realm of the heavenly level? That is Cihang Jingzhai with a profound foundation, the sky level is like clouds. If you can do it, there is also a strong martial arts peak powerhouse sleeping and suppressing the foundation."

"And we are just vassals of those women, and we are not worth mentioning at all."

After a pause, the long-faced warrior changed his mind and comforted him again: "As long as we do what we are doing well, we will destroy this small Nanhuaguan, and we will naturally get corresponding benefits from Cihang Jingzhai."

The national-faced warrior looked a little slower, and finally became a little better. He nodded and responded: "That's right, if it weren't for the benefits given by Cihang Jingzhai, Mr. Cao would have disdained to do such a work of hawks and dogs surveillance!"

The warrior with a long face smiled, shook his head and said helplessly: "Even if there is no benefit, we have to do it. Otherwise, let the old nuns who have achieved success in the heavenly rank of Cihang Jingzhai find an excuse to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, then they will be in trouble and will be in tears."

The warrior with a national-faced face froze slightly, and his eyes showed a deep look of fear and fear. Obviously, the impression that those women from Cihang Jingzhai left on him must be much better.

At this time, Wang Le, who was invisible nearby, touched his chin thoughtfully, and thought to himself with some excitement in his heart: "These two are both mid-stage martial arts earth-level strong men. It turns out that the one who sent them to monitor the movements during the observation is not a little shrimp!"

Thinking of this, Wang Le's intention to take action immediately became weak. He wanted to hear what the two guys in front of him said.

After all, if you can achieve the middle stage of the martial arts realm, your status among the sects will definitely not be much lower.

At this moment, the man with a national face surnamed Cao suddenly asked: "Brother Liu, we have been here for almost ten days. Do you know when to start?"

The man with a long face surnamed Liu who was sitting next to him shook his head and replied, "I'm here with you, Brother Cao, how can I know when to take action?"

After a pause, the man with a long face surnamed Liu changed his mind and said, "But so long has passed. If you really want to take action, it should be in these two days."

"After all, it would be meaningless if you drag on it. It would be a waste of effort. I believe that the women in Cihang Jingzhai are not so stupid yet!"

The man with the national face surnamed Cao hummed and said disdainfully: "Nanhuaguan is just a second-rate force. The women of Cihang Jingzhai are still so cautious and dare not take action for a long time. I really don't understand what they are afraid of!"

At this time, the man with a long face surnamed Liu showed a mysterious look and said softly: "As far as I know, the reason why those women are so afraid of Nanhuaguan is because Nanhuaguan has recovered the artifact butterfly that has been lost for thousands of years."
Chapter completed!