gossip.

Jiang Hao has endured many rumors.

To try to please others and cultivate the blood path is mostly disdain and contempt.

I despise him from the bottom of my heart.

Even if he has become the chief preselector.

I will challenge each realm once.

But the facts are here, those people still don't believe it, thinking that it is just the powerful power brought by the blood path.

This road doesn't go far.

Such rumors are good for Jiang Hao.

Because you look down on him, you will despise him.

Once you encounter something, you can take the initiative.

Caught off guard.

But now things have changed.

In order to clear their name, the three men pushed him out.

And for the sake of fairness, it is said that his true cultivation level is actually practicing god training.

I have only been in business for more than seventy years, so I cannot stand the scrutiny.

But sometimes the truth is not important. Someone will believe it if it is spread. Even if you don't believe it, you have attracted enough attention.

The three of them were safe and sound.

Of course, this will not bring about much of a crisis. On the contrary, many people will be wary of it. But if you really hide your cultivation, it will be a bit of a headache.

What he wants is contempt from others, not vigilance.

I just hope that those who are targeting him secretly can be wiser.

Understand that this is just a way to hide from others.

Afterwards, Jiang Hao asked Cheng Chou to go back and not to worry about this matter.

It is difficult to deal with this matter by yourself, so I can only put it aside for now.

I hope it will calm down on its own as time goes by.

After that, Jiang Hao had nothing else to do, and the sect did not send anyone to help.

Only Liu Xingchen came with people from the Law Enforcement Hall.

I briefly asked if they had killed the person.

After answering no, they left.

He said that if it wasn't the case, then there would be someone else.

Jiang Hao was not surprised by this. Under normal circumstances, the sect would not care about it, let alone now when it is short of manpower.

It's considered important to send someone over to ask.

In the later time, Jiang Hao let Nie Jin and others perform on their own, and they could observe whatever they wanted as long as they were not messing around.

Jiang Hao began to practice swordsmanship under the wooden house.

Each cut is very slow, but it has its own meaning inside.

The knife is integrated with the body, but is incompatible with the surroundings.

It's like cutting through everything around it.

He had nothing else to do, and his heart was on the knife.

Feel everything and make up for your own shortcomings.

He no longer knew how to improve himself quickly, so he could only keep waving the knife in his hand to feel the knife and space.

Of course, he was also meditating on the sword intention that appeared when he saw the three words Daluotian.

This sword is in his body, and every time he swings the sword, it will be triggered.

The days of practicing swordsmanship pass continuously, day and night change, sun and moon alternate.

"Of course I know." The old smoker nodded.

"You know what I'm going to do, so I hope you won't interfere." The middle-aged man said.

"The establishment of the Immortal Court by the Immortal Clan has nothing to do with me. I have no need to interfere. I am just curious about how you plan to treat all living creatures after establishing the Immortal Court." Old Smoker asked curiously.

"How to treat all living things?" The middle-aged man smiled and said:

"Just let the order of heaven and earth return to normal."

"Return to normal?" Old Smoker laughed: "What is your normal state? Before the Human Emperor or the Human Queen?"

"The human race is born mediocre and naturally ranks at the bottom." The middle-aged man said.

"Hahaha, cough~" Old Smoker laughed and choked: "You have really healed your scars and forgotten the pain. After the Human Emperor passed away, you actually still feel that the human race is ordinary.

"You must know that the human race is the protagonist of the world now. It is a bit difficult for you to establish the Immortal Court and suppress them."

"Then what if we add the Dragon Clan, the Black Dragon Clan, the Heavenly Spirit Clan, the Heavenly Saint Clan, the Demon Clan, the Witch Clan, the Qilin Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and the Giant Spirit Clan?" the middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, the old smoker was a little surprised: "This method seems familiar."

"Yes, back then the Human Emperor united these races to deal with us, the Immortal Race. Now, can't we unite these races to deal with the Human Race?

"I admit that the human race today is not bad, but can they withstand our siege?

"As for how to convince these races, that's not your business." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"So you are confident enough to invite him back to Dongjitian?" Old Smoker asked.

"The right time, right place, right people, and all the advantages are there. The Immortal Clan will not fail this time," the middle-aged man said.

The old smoker nodded and said, "We'll see."

The middle-aged man looked at the person in front of him and said, "Do you want to return to the immortal clan?"

"Return?" The old smoker laughed again: "I am not a fairy, I am just an old smoker."

"Okay, then just watch quietly and don't do anything," the middle-aged man said.

He came here this time because he was worried that the person in front of him would take action.

The old smoker also nodded knowingly.

Then the middle-aged man left.

Three days later.

A group of eight people came to Wangxiantai.

The leader was a young man who was drinking. His hair was messy, as if he was drunk.

Next to him was a gentle and elegant man, dressed in white and carrying a folding fan.

The magical light of the force method is restrained, but the aura is thick and gives people a feeling of being upright.

It catches the attention of seasoned smokers at a glance.

"Today's young people are really amazing. I saw one who was very good before, and this one is even more good." The old smoker sighed with emotion.

But the few people behind didn't know why.

Why come here?

Don't talk about them, even Xu Bai doesn't understand.

He didn't notice any problem with the old man in front of him.

Sicheng drank wine and came to the old smoker and said: "Senior is really amazing. I didn't expect it to be here. I have been to the south many times, but this is the first time I have noticed it."

"First time?" Old Smoker sat on the stone platform next to him and said disdainfully: "You two are worried about what I will do, so you pretend not to see it on purpose?"

"Senior is joking." Sicheng lowered his head and saluted.

"Others are eager to pretend to be mature, but you humans keep pretending to be young. Don't you feel embarrassed when you call me senior? You are a very old person." Old Smoker chuckled.

"Senior is joking, but you are still older." Si Cheng said seriously.

"For normal people, there is indeed a big difference between the age of twenty and the age of thirty." The old smoker took a puff of smoke and said: "But when you get older, the difference between the age of seventy and eighty is not that big."

Sicheng laughed and said, "Senior seems to know everything here very well."

"You came here specifically to ask these questions?" The old smoker said with interest: "You are not the first one."

"People from the Immortal Clan are here too?" Sicheng asked.

"Yes, they are bound to win." Old Smoker said.

"Is there any way to stop it?" Si Cheng asked.
To be continued...