Signed To The Ancestral Land For A Hundred Years, You Will Be Invincible When You Come Out Of The Mo

Houshan ancestral land, in a thatched house.

Wu Tian sat on the small bed, and in front of him was the lacquered red cane dragon head sword suspended in mid-air.

At this time, the Sword intent in the room was full, and even the air was almost crushed and collapsed.

And Wu Tian looked serious and cautiously twisted the Sword intent with his fingers, and carved on the streamlined dragon head sword.

After engraving strands after strands, until the sword body wailed indicating that it could not bear it, then stopped the movements of the hands.

At this time, an anxious voice came from outside the house.

"Brother, it's not good, thirteen Elder immortals are dead."

Wu Hong stumbled into the thatched house, panting, and a little sweat leaked out of his forehead.

"what?"

Wu Tian's expression was stagnant, his face instantly became very ugly, and he asked as if he was stuck in his mouth, "What the hell happened to...what happened? Why did he leave suddenly."

"Life is exhausted, unable to recover!"

Wu Hong's eyes were red, and he quietly wiped tears from the corners of his eyes.

"I know, I just...not ready yet."

Wu Tian remained silent, even his eyes, which were as bright as a star, were dimmed at this moment.

Thirteen Although Elder was promoted to Martial Spirit Realm, he still couldn't escape his physical aging and death.

Only by being promoted to Martial King Realm can you break away from the body of a mortal and gain the power of a fairy god.

There are ants under the Martial King

Wu Tian clenched his fists, and his belief in breaking through to Martial King became stronger.

Wu Hong said, "Let's go, let's send Thirteen Elder the last ride."

Wu Tian nodded, cleared up his emotions, and the two left the back mountain together.

...

When the two returned to the Wu clan, the front hall had already placed the spirit card, and a coffin was placed in front of the spirit card. In the coffin was the silent Thirteen Elder.

When Wu Tian saw Thirteen Elder's body, he could no longer control his emotions, tears falling from his face to the ground like soybeans.

With a puff, he knelt on the futon in front of the coffin, and the second Elder beside him, holding a white linen cloth on his body, said in a low mood, "You and Hong'er will be filial piety in this hall in the next few days. Send Lao Thirteen for the last time."

Wu Tian dropped his head and said nothing, Wu Hong on the side took the stubbornness, "Don't worry, grandpa, the next thirteen grandpa will be accompanied by us, I believe his old man will not be alone."

"Oh~ I'm optimistic about you, Little Brother, don't let him do anything stupid."

Second, Elder sighed when Wu Tian was depressed, and walked away silently.

For the next three days, Wu Tian knelt on the futon without eating or drinking, motionless.

"Xiaotian, eat something, otherwise your body won't be able to hold it."

Elder came over, looked at the unused dinner on the floor, and persuaded.

Only seeing Wu Tian's unmoved appearance, he sighed in his heart, knowing that he could not persuade him, walked to the second Elder again, and discussed,

"Xiaotian is really a filial and poor child. Tomorrow will be fine. Arrange for Lao Thirteen to be buried as soon as possible, otherwise I am afraid that the child's body will not be able to resist it."

"Just do what you say."

Second, Elder felt helpless and admired Wu Tian's stubborn character.

The next day.

early morning.

A group of Wu family servants carried the coffin to the ancestral land, beating gongs and drums along the way, and yellow paper was flying in the sky.

Wu Tian followed the crowd, moving forward numbly.

Suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and from the grass a few kilometers ahead, he heard the sound of conversation that made him feel worse.

"Jia Yin, didn't you say that the Wu Family's burial date was two days later? Why did the date suddenly advance?"

"How do I know? According to the internal information I got from the Wu family's eyeliner, it will be two days later."

"Don't talk nonsense, go and inform Han Shaoyu, the head of the Han family, that you can't afford to take the time and break the important matter of the prince."

"Otsuka, who are you scaring? Do you think I was scared?"

"How many heads do you have, talking so crazy? Don't be afraid to tell you that the other First Stage status of the Wu family is a branch of the Dagan royal family. It is rumored that they are guarding Dagan's national fortune and dragon veins. Do you think this matter is important?"

"Ah, this? Thank you, Brother Yibing, for telling me that thanks to you, I saved my life. I will immediately notify Han Shaoyu."

Hearing this conversation, Wu Tian's eyes widened, and a storm surged in his heart.

Wu Jiayuan is guarding Da Gan's dragon veins. Pray Wang wants to attack the dragon veins? What does he want to do? Does it mean to rebel?

In this way, everything makes sense.

No wonder the Han family has been targeting the Wu family, even if Han Qi is dead, the Patriarch of the Han family can still calm down. It turns out that Han Shaoyu has been working for the tiger, and the picture is the dragon vein guarded by the Wu family.

Wu Tian narrowed his eyes, and after the shock, there was endless anger and killing intent.

Now that the martial arts are weak, he is the patron saint of the martial arts.

If someone is plotting wrong with the Wu family, he must first ask him if he can agree.

Even if it is the king's visit!

"Xiaotian, what's the matter with you? Is something uncomfortable?"

Wu Hong, who was on the side, had been paying attention to Wu Tian. Seeing his face changed for a while, he became extremely embarrassed and asked with concern.

"fine!"

Wu Tian waved his hand, and his expression returned to the same level as before, "I just remembered the care and care Thirteen Elder had given me bit by bit. I couldn't control my emotions anymore."

"Understood, I also feel that way now, cry out if you want to cry, don't hold it back."

Wu Hong smiled bitterly, patted his shoulder and said with relief, expressing his understanding.

Wu Tian shook his head and continued to remain silent, following the crowd all the way to the ancestral land.

After three prayers and nine knocks, the coffin of Thirteen Elder was put into a new grave.

Accompanied by the graves of the mountains, I want to come to Thirteen. Elder will not be alone underground.

After a busy period, the night fell, and the crowd dispersed, returning to their residences to rest. Only Wu Tian was still sitting in front of Thirteen Elder's grave with his old man.

A pot of turbid wine in his hand was all sprinkled on the yellow soil in front of the grave.

"Come out, the Wu family never welcomes uninvited guests."

Hearing the faint rustle of the jungle behind him, Wu Tian's eyes were cold, he picked up the dragon head sword beside him, drew the sword out of its sheath, and slashed towards the jungle behind him.

Sword Qi, who was full of killing intents, flattened the trees in the jungle, and the cuts of all the trees were very neat and smooth.

"The ancestors of the Wu family are so terrifying."

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