Weird World of Immortality

Dongfang Yu left in the same direction as when he came and went, obviously not planning to go to those three villages to inquire.

Monk Yuanhui put his hands together and said with a gloomy face, "Is it inappropriate to do this? After all, the Dongfang family has always died alone."

Yan returned with a calm expression: "There's nothing inappropriate, you'll die if you die. Every year, Yiluan Si will inevitably die of some clan disciples. This is an accident. Whether they want to or not, they have to accept this fact."

"I mean your attitude should be better." Monk Yuanhui said slowly.

Yan Guilai raised his eyebrows and sneered: "How about a good attitude? Even if I was willing to spend time with that Dongfang Yu to question everyone present, he would definitely suspect that we were colluding with us after the questioning, and it would go on and on. "

"In any case, they will doubt me, with the idea that they would rather kill the mistake and not let it go. If that's the case, why waste so much time on this kind of thing, it's better to just tear up the face."

Monk Yuanhui thought about it silently, and felt that it made sense. This matter is unclear, so why bother?

However, Monk Yuanhui understood that Yan Gui told his origins. Unless everyone in the Dongfang family was crazy, they would kill Yan Gui at all costs. This matter should be over.

Wang Qingying, who had never spoken, was in a state of shock. She never thought that Yan returned from that legendary place. No wonder Yan returned so calmly about Dongfang Yu's death.

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There was no longer any smile on Dongfang Yu's face, his expression was very solemn.

He should have thought of it long ago, that Yan returned to him neither humble nor arrogant, and he was An Dong's envoy of the Yiluan Division in Tianliang. How could such a person have no background.

If it was from another clan, the Dongfang family would be able to wrestle with it, and if it was the worst, they could ask for an explanation.

But the academy... Dongfang Yu instantly put out this kind of thought, at least he didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing for Dongfang Yu.

There were many academies all over the Great Wei Dynasty, but in fact these academies were all branches of one academy, and the academy would always have only one principal, that is, His Majesty the current emperor.

It is not an exaggeration to call the students from the academies the disciples of the emperor. The most terrifying thing is that the students from these academies, whether they are literati or warriors, are very trusted by the royal family, and there are 50% of the staff in various institutions of the Wei Dynasty. from the academy.

Most of the people who came out of the academy were of commoner origin and were extremely united. Under the intentional guidance of the royal family, the academy and the aristocratic clans confronted each other, which was a check and balance of the Great Wei Dynasty against the clans and clans.

No matter how powerful the clan family is, they dare not provoke the academy easily, and the most powerful support of the Yiluan Division is the academy.

The clan family has a certain penetration into the powerful institution of the Yiluan Division, but it is not comparable to the academy. Just whimsical.

As for the assassination of Yan's return... that would break the most unbreakable rule of the Wei Dynasty, and the Dongfang family would be the target of public criticism.

Yan's return is nothing, but the background of Yan's return makes him feel jealous.

Yan Guilai’s teacher, Gu Yan, came from the academy and was a well-known brewmaster. There are many old and old people of this kind. It’s better not to offend him unless it’s a last resort. As for Dongfangyu’s parents, they are only a descendant of the Dongfang family.

The dead Dongfang Yu was even more talented, otherwise, he would not have to go to such a small place to fight for the position of a four security envoy, and he died...

The more Dongfang Yu thought about it, the heavier his mood became. It wasn't worth it for a Dongfangyu, but Dongfangyu's parents might not be as rational as him, and they might do something that would make the Dongfang family pay a huge price.

"The only thing I can do is tell the elders at home and let the elders deal with it." Dongfang Yu took out the message sign while thinking.

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Zhou Fan didn't know these things, even if he did, he wouldn't relax because of it and put his destiny in the hands of others.

After returning to practice in the evening, Zhou Fan lay on the bed, and it took some time for him to fall asleep and enter the Grey River space.

Zhou Fan, who was standing on the black wooden deck, found that the fog was getting thicker and thicker recently. If the gray fog accumulated to a certain level, it would be absorbed by the blood cells in the sky.

He was searching for the shadow of the fog.

Soon he saw that in the gray fog ten feet away, the back of the fog could be vaguely seen.

Zhou Fan walked over there, and the fog's back became clearer.

"Fog?" Zhou Fan called out.

He turned his head over, what Zhou Fan saw was a face covered with hooks, and the white hooks looked like fish hooks, densely stuck in the fog's face, and twisted and twisted, as if they had life. , hooked out the flesh and blood on his face and bounced it back, the red and white flesh and blood looked horrifying.

The corners of Zhou Fan's eyes jumped sharply, he resisted and said, "Are you trying to scare me?"

Mist's lips were all those small and sharp fish hooks. Only his gray eyes were intact. He said angrily, "Who scare you? I ate the wrong soul fish and got food poisoning."

"..." Zhou Fan was speechless for a while, "Then are you alright?"

Wu shook his head and said, "The mere toxins will be cleared away in a few days. This time I really missed the point... Are you going to fish?"

The fog waved his sleeves, the thick fog was dispelled, and the fishing rod, hourglass, and the glass ball in the sky also emerged.

Zhou Fan hurriedly looked at the glass ball in the air. There were sixteen large gray worms and half a small gray worm inside the glass ball!

Zhou Fan's eyes were full of surprise. He temporarily jumped out and gave the man the last knife to make up for the charm. It really worked.

"There are a lot of big gray worms this time." Wu was also a little surprised, "With your strength, did you kill a Bai Li-level monster? Is it the cocoon tree?"

Zhou Fan shook his head and smiled and said, "It's a Bai Li-level charm. Someone defeated it, so I missed it."

"It's really bad luck." Wu snorted coldly, "It seems that this kind of repairing knife leaks must be effective before the monster is judged dead by the gray river space~www.wuxiaspot.com~If you are slow It doesn't count at all."

Zhou Fan ignored Wu's sour tone, he had so many big gray worms, he would definitely use them, and it was impossible to store so many.

Just how to use it?

At present, the most important thing for him is to improve his realm cultivation. He is now in the middle of the explosion. As long as he condenses another furnace, he will reach the limit of the middle. When he takes the condensing pill, he will be able to condense the seventh furnace and step into the middle. High burst.

There is no bottleneck, the eighth and ninth furnaces will only take some time to condense, and then the high-level explosion will be complete.

This should not take a lot of time, but the question itself can afford this time? The threat of Dongfang's family, the threat of short lifespan, and the threat of outsiders all made Zhou Fan feel very stressed.

If he can afford this time, then he should consider the issue of the next realm of the outbreak stage, the resistance stage. These sixteen big gray worms can provide him with a huge help in stepping into the resistance stage.

Zhou Fan pondered, he looked at the seven fishing rods while thinking, his eyes suddenly fell on the golden fishing rod, and he could no longer move away.