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

Martial Ancestral Hall!

Parliament House.

"So you are saying that the Han family, Han Qi, was in front of everyone and abolished the second young master in front of everyone?"

On the grandmaster's chair, a middle-aged man with white temples and a majestic face said solemnly.

The suppressed anger in the words can be heard by anyone.

For a time, no one dared to answer.

In the lobby below, Wu Tian naturally dropped his hands, his head hung down, and his clear face was buried in the shadows, making it difficult to see his expression.

Next to him was his cousin, Wu Hong, who was lying on a stretcher and was unconscious because of his legs abolished.

Elders from the martial arts were seated on both sides, all looking solemnly and gloomily at Wu Hong who was abolished.

The quiet hall was filled with dullness and depression for a while.

"First, Han Tongtong of the Han family came to retreat and bullied Xiaotian, and then the young master of the Han family, Han Qi, abolished Xiaohong in front of everyone."

"If you don't ask the Han family for an explanation, everyone will think that our martial family is easy to handle, and everyone will jump on our head to start the ground."

The martial arts thirteen Elder, who was crouching, coughed violently for a while, and then he murmured slowly.

"But, what are we going to discuss with the Han family?" An Elder hesitated.

"Yes, now the Wu family is weak, and the Han family is strong. When we go to ask for an explanation, we are afraid that we will not seek justice, but will be humiliated."

In the crowd, whispers sounded.

In the past hundreds of years, the Wu Family has not seen a genius leader for a long time. If it hadn't been supported by the powerful combat power of the Wu Family Elder, the Wu Family would have long been reduced to a second-rate force in the city of Qiwang.

Now the Wu Family Elder fell, the Wu Family fell into an awkward situation.

The top combat power of other families has three or four Martial Spirit peaks, and the martial arts can only be regarded as middle-level combat power except for a big Elder.

Even the current martial arts gatepost, Patriarch Wu Wentao, is just the fifth floor of Martial Spirit.

The remaining Elder is only Martial Spirit early stage.

"Quiet, when the matter is up to now, it is the business to ask the genius doctor Lai to heal Hong'er."

Wu Wentao's gloomy eyes swept across the people in the lobby below, and he took a meal on Wu Tian, ​​"Wu Tian, ​​you should step back first, and go back and continue to take care of the ancestral land. The ancestral land should not be left unattended for a moment."

"Yes."

Although Wu Tian's anger surged like a huge wave, he still leaned over and retreated without expression.

...

In a desolate, crippled grave.

Wu Tian returned to the thatched house, took out a black robe from the storage ring and replaced it with a wide hood, covering most of his cheeks, only a part of his white chin was exposed.

Then, from the storage ring, he took out a box of ice soul silver needles, a few rejuvenating pills, and a medical secret book "Miaoshou Rejuvenation" to review again.

These are all rewards for signing in by the system.

Earlier, Wu Tian took advantage of the time gap that everyone hadn't noticed, and secretly checked the injuries of his cousin Wu Hong.

In the entire Qiwangcheng, even the Dagan dynasty can be said to be powerless.

The so-called genius doctor Lai is probably helpless.

Fortunately, Wu Tian had a system. He came to save people that the Wu family couldn't save, and he came to ask for justice that the Wu family couldn't.

After about a stick of incense.

Wu Tian packed up his equipment and began to return to the Wu Family Ancestral Hall.

This time,

As the ancestor of the martial arts!

Wan Jian opened the way, Yu Jian flew by air.

The fierce Sword Qi seems to be strangling the world, and the mighty long sword shuttles between the world. Wu Tian proudly stood on a simple iron sword, his clothes screamed like a sword fairy descending from the heavens.

After just a few breaths, Wu Tian returned to the Wu Family Ancestral Hall and the Parliament Pavilion with Wan Jian.

There was a burst of exclamation and admiration on the way, and a group of little fans were harvested invisibly.

"Stop, who is coming?"

In the parliament pavilion, a group of Elders walked out one after another, looking solemnly at Wu Tian in mid-air.

"It's ridiculous, don't you even recognize your ancestors when you wait for the unscrupulous children and grandchildren?"

Wu Tian took off his hood and revealed a familiar but unfamiliar face.

Numb eyes, pale face.

There are also those two eyebrows that are eye-catching and very characteristic.

The face is exactly the same as the one on the top of the portraits of ancestors hanging in the ancestral hall.

"Ah this? Old ancestor???"

The crowd of Elder looked at each other in surprise.

‘This hood of a thousand souls is really easy to use. ’

Wu Tian secretly said in his heart that this hood was a reward he received when he checked in at the ancestral land. The effect was that wearing the hood could hide his own breath and change the appearance of others without knowing it.

A very practical Magic Treasures.

"Is your old man responsible for the Martial Soul appearance that caused the heaven and earth vision some time ago?" An Elder asked tentatively.

"Well, I had a glimpse of the secrets 800 years ago, and I think there will be a catastrophe of the martial family 800 years later."

Wu Tian glanced at the Elder obliquely, then faintly responded, and then pretended to be high-pitched.

"Therefore, feigned death and crossed the sea, buried under the loess for hundreds of years, waiting for the current to wake up and crawl out of the coffin to help the Wu family escape this disaster."

At the same time, a soaring Sword Qi burst out from him, heart palpitating, and terrifying energy shocked everyone's heartstrings.

Two swords, Martial Soul, floated behind him.

Seeing this, the Elders couldn't hide their excitement, and they knelt down and said respectfully, "Greeting to the ancestors to go home."

Wu Tian flickered, avoiding the kneeling of the Elders, and stepping on the void into the lobby of the high pavilion.

What's a joke? Every Elder here is his grandfather. If he kneels and worships, he would be very unfilial and would not be struck by lightning?

Wu Tian stood up in the middle of the lobby with his hands on his chest, glanced around at random, and finally stopped at Wu Hong, who was unconscious on the stretcher, and pretended to ask casually, "What's the matter with this young man? Why are you alone? How about Wu Wentao? Why don't you come out to greet me?"

The old ancestor in front of him has lived for almost a thousand years, and he can accurately say the name of the contemporary Patriarch. Elder's hearts can't help but respect a little more.

"Master Patriarch went to Baicao Valley to ask a genius doctor to come and treat the young master."

"Oh, that's the case, that's excusable, then what's the matter with this kid's injury?"

Thirteen Elder leaned on crutches and coughed violently, walked out, and began to introduce the cause and effect to Wu Tian.

"What? The Han family is so courageous, could it deceive me that no one in the Wu family cares?"

Wu Tian was furious, the sword Martial Soul rattled behind him, and all the Elders suddenly felt a chill, rushing from the back of the spine all the way to the heavenly spirit cover, standing on their heads with goose bumps and hair.

Murderous aura hung over them.

"Please ancestors call the shots for the Wu family!"

With that, the Elders were about to kneel down again.

"This is natural, but you don't have to kneel again next time..."

"I just left the customs, Cultivation Base is a bit unstable and needs to be recuperated for a while. After I finish the adjustment, I will let the Han family go full-fledged."

There was a trace of killing intent in Wu Tian's tone, and then he continued to speak.

"Before that, let me take a look at the injury of this little baby. No matter how good an outsider's medical skills are, there is a price to pay. It just so happens that my ancestors are also proficient in medical skills."

Wu Tian snorted coldly, and his figure flickered to hide again, "I don't want to be struck by lightning!"

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