Family Cultivation Of Immortality: Starting From The Old Ancestor

Whoosh! !

The arrows streaked through the void, forming layers of air waves.

"puff……"

The chest of the ferocious man who was inciting the refugees was directly penetrated by the power of the arrow.

He vomited blood from his mouth, his pupils shrank, and then he fell to the ground full of unwillingness.

"This is what will happen to all those who commit crimes!"

On the pass, the cold voice of the commander spread throughout the surroundings.

Seeing that the leader of the group was shot dead, many refugees dispersed and did not dare to attack the pass again.

In mid-air, Lin Xiye overlooked this scene. After letting out a sigh, he drove the 'Three Talents Formation Flag' and returned to Zichuan City.

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At this moment, there are more than two million mortals under the jurisdiction of the Lin family in Zichuan City, and Life is already considered very good.

Mortals under the jurisdiction of forces such as the Blood Wolf Palace, Su Family, Song Family... can be said to be worse off than dead.

There is still a struggle for power within the Song family. As the Song family's 'patriarchal election' is approaching, the four forces of the Song family even have a faint tendency to fight within themselves.

"Patriarch, although some words are hard to hear, I must say them."

"If our Song family is in this situation, I'm afraid it's time to collapse."

In the Song family chief's palace, an aide of the Song family chief said bluntly.

Hearing this, the head of the Song family did not refute.

Originally, he intervened in the Zhao family's affairs and took away a five hundred mile sphere of influence from the Lin family.

However, with Lin Xiye's breakthrough, the 500-mile sphere of influence... was also recaptured by the Lin family!

This caused his prestige among the clan to plummet again.

Besides, even if the Lin family doesn't regain the 500-mile sphere of influence, it won't mean much.

Because in this year of great disaster, water sources have dried up, vegetation has died, and everywhere has become a dead place, and there is no use in guarding it.

The Lin family has now reduced its sphere of influence to a hundred miles around Zichuan City...

All the above are not the biggest blow to the head of the Song family! !

The most terrible thing is that half a year ago, he sold most of the Song family's grain reserves to the Lin family.

At that time, although the weather was hot and dry, no one thought that...the drought would evolve into what it is now in just six months.

His lineage can't keep the position of clan leader.

But even if he withdraws, the other three lines will fight for the position of clan leader.

With the internal fighting reaching this level, it was obvious that the Song family was exhausted.

"Clan leader, why don't we separate the families?"

"Take our clan members and leave Qianyan City and go to Fenglan City!"

"In that 'Fenglan City', there are several cultivators from Yun Ling Returned to Origin, as well as many masters..."

"Going to Fenglan City can also protect the inheritance of our lineage, and even the inheritance of my Song family."

"Since ancient times, there has been no family that has ever prospered."

"The best result is to preserve the inheritance."

The head of the Song family's staff continued to speak.

The 'Fenglan City' he mentioned is one of the ten largest cities in Huaishan County!

The people who dominate ‘Fenglan City’ are the Qiong family.

The background of the Qiong family is almost the same as that of the eight major families in the county.

In the history of the Qiong family, there have been several Foundation Establishment cultivators.

'Fenglan City' has a total population of seven million, and is protected by several Foundation Establishment-level formations. Even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator breaks in, there is a high probability that they will die.

The lineage of the head of the Song family, after all, also has cultivators in the 'Zang Refining Realm'... If they are willing to become the slaves of the 'Qiong Family', their lineage is naturally qualified to live in 'Fenglan City' and obtain the 'Qiong Family' of asylum.

Of course, after becoming a domestic slave, you will lose your freedom and even your dignity.

"That's it!"

After pondering for a moment, the head of the Song family made a decision.

He planned to give up his position as the clan leader and lead his family to endure the humiliation and go to Fenglan City to seek refuge with the Qiong family.

What if you become a domestic slave?

It’s better than going straight to destruction…

As long as the Bloodline inheritance is still there, and as long as the descendants of his lineage are worthy of success, it will be easy for him to get rid of his status as a domestic slave and even re-establish the Song family! !

"Give me the order!"

After making the decision, the head of the Song family was very decisive and immediately began to gather the clan members behind him to prepare to leave Qianyan City overnight.

When the Song family was deeply divided, although the Su family, Yu family... and other forces were much more stable internally, their backgrounds were worse than those of the Song family.

Moreover, most of their grain reserves were bought by Lin Changge half a year ago.

Among the thousands of miles surrounding Zichuan City, only around the Lin Family and the Blood Wolf Palace... the situation for mortals was relatively stable.

The Blood Wolf Palace had a strong enough foundation that it would not be a problem to maintain the survival of one to two million mortals in a short period of time.

The ‘Wan Du Zhenren’ of the Blood Wolf Hall, although moody and cruel, was able to become the great protector of the Blood Wolf Hall and was entrusted with important tasks by the master of the Blood Wolf Hall.

But should we say it or not, his ability is still quite good.

As soon as the drought started, he began to control all water sources and fields that could be planted around the Blood Wolf Palace.

And in order to prevent refugees outside the Blood Wolf Palace's sphere of influence from entering, he formed a guard and established checkpoints at various intersections!

He didn't care at all about the life and death of mortals.

What he wants is to maintain a basic base of mortals!

As for the extra mortals and refugees from outside? He didn't want to see him at all.

Not directly killing the foreign refugees and unnecessary mortals with poisonous insects... was his bottom line.

This actually is not a trace of kindness deep inside him.

It was purely because he was afraid of killing too many mortals and being attacked by the Luoxia Sect and other forces.

In the outside world, there are hungry people everywhere and mountains of bones, but in the Blood Wolf Palace, the trees are still green and the people are singing and dancing.

In the magnificent Great Hall, many cultivators from the Blood Wolf Palace were drinking and enjoying themselves.

‘Master Wan Du’ and undercover ‘Goat Zi’ were sitting on the main seats.

Many charming mortal women, wearing thin gauze skirts, show off their charm in the magnificent Great Hall.

The sound of musical instruments, laughter, and the shy voices of women... echoed throughout the Great Hall.

"No..."

A woman let out a charming laugh, causing many Blood Wolf Hall cultivators to laugh.

Looking at everything in the Great Hall, Goatzi sat unsmiling.

However, at this moment, a tyrannical momentum suddenly descended! !

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Are you all happy?"

Outside the Great Hall, a soft and hoarse voice sounded.

The source of that voice was a middle-aged man wearing a blood-colored robe, with a somewhat bald head, wrinkled skin on his face, a pair of triangular eyes, and a hooked nose!

The man's mouth was full of yellow teeth, and his aura was extremely terrifying. He stood there like a poisonous snake turned into a spirit!

After he appeared, the temperature in the entire Great Hall instantly dropped.

This middle-aged man is the master of the Blood Wolf Palace who has stabilized the Cultivation Base.

Seeing the middle-aged man, the mortals and cultivators in the Great Hall knelt down to worship him, not daring to look directly into the middle-aged man's eyes.