Chapter 310 Provocation
Tianyuan Valley, inside the Sima family manor.
The huge manor was in mourning at this time, and all the Sima family disciples were silent, even walking carefully.
The ancestor was furious in the past two days, and two Sima family disciples were directly disabled, and three servants were slapped to death by the ancestor.
However, other Sima family members understood that the ancestor was in this state.
The head of the family died, the elder died, and Sima Feng, who was regarded as the hope of the Sima family, the genius of the Sima family, also died.
The Sima family only had six Xuan Gang realm warriors, and three of them died directly this time. Isn’t this the sky falling?
Of course, not everyone was sad and desperate, and some Sima family disciples were still secretly happy.
Sima Feng died well!
The ancestor was partial, and used the entire Sima family’s resources to cultivate Sima Feng. They couldn’t even eat a little bit of leftovers.
In the past, Sima Feng was also arrogant and didn’t take them seriously at all.
Now that Sima Feng is dead, it's time for them to be trained, right?
While thinking this, some young Sima family disciples secretly peeped into the study of the ancestor Sima Zongcheng, wanting to find an opportunity to show off in front of the ancestor.
At this time, in the study, Sima Zongcheng held a string of Buddhist beads tightly in his hand, and his expression was frighteningly cold.
Sima Zongcheng looked to be in his sixties, not too old, with a square and majestic appearance, eagle eyes and lion mouth, which gave people a strong sense of oppression on weekdays.
Although he had not yet reached the end of his life, he knew that he had almost no hope of condensing the pill in this life.
Without a good pill method, he failed to condense the pill several times. If he continued to struggle, he might not even be able to keep his cultivation.
So he gave up practicing and even gave all his resources to Sima Feng, hoping that Sima Feng could surpass him.
As a result, Sima Feng died just after he entered the world of martial arts.
This blow was so great that Sima Zongcheng even turned gray overnight.
"Tsk tsk, the son you focused on training was killed by someone, it must be a bad feeling, right?
Brother Sima, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you were also negligent this time.
What kind of place is the Weapon Casting Conference? It's full of strong masters, and you actually let Sima Feng go by himself without taking care of him?"
Across from Sima Zongcheng, a short figure in a Taoist robe was chewing a peach.
The man looked like a horse with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, and it was Luo Daoren who had just been reborn.
At this time, Luo Daoren had just been reborn, and his strength had hardly recovered much. Even if he had some external objects to protect his body, his strength was still very weak, and he probably couldn't even beat a congenital warrior.
But this did not prevent him from rushing over to add to Han Zheng's troubles after learning about the Sima family.
At this time, hearing Luo Daoren's slightly sarcastic words, Sima Zongcheng immediately clenched his fists, and the Buddhist beads in his hands were creaking when he squeezed them.
"The Demon-Slaying Division has already announced that you died at the hands of Han Zheng. I didn't expect that you are still alive!
But I can sense that you are very weak, so weak that it is unimaginable.
You dare to come to my Sima family and make sarcastic remarks now. Aren't you afraid that I will hand you over to the Demon-Slaying Division in exchange for a bounty?"
Sima Zongcheng looked at Luo Daoren with a gloomy face.
When Sima Feng came to Qianjiang Mansion, Sima Zongcheng thought about coming, but because he had some things to deal with, he asked Sima Jing and Sima Wang to accompany him on this trip.
Who would have thought that just this one thought would lead to the death of the heir he had cultivated with all his efforts in Qianjiang Mansion.
He had already regretted it in his heart, and Luo Daoren dared to rub salt into his wounds at this time, which completely angered Sima Zongcheng.
Taoist Luo grinned: "Sima Feng died at the hands of Han Zheng of the Demon-Slaying Division. You don't want to seek revenge on him, but you want to use me for a reward. Don't you think it's a shame to take this money?"
"Even if it's a shame, I won't listen to your instigation and go to the Demon-Slaying Division to fight to the death."
Sima Zongcheng sneered: "You appear here just to instigate me to kill Han Zheng.
My Sima family is now seriously injured. If we fight to the death with the Demon-Slaying Division, we will really die without a burial place!"
Taoist Luo shook his head gently and said: "I never do things to sow discord, and the Black Mountain Demon King doesn't do the same.
I want to kill Han Zheng, but I also want to save you, brother Sima.
Sima Feng was killed as a typical example in Qianjiang Prefecture. Your Sima family has been targeted by the Demon-Slaying Division, and it will not be easy in the future.
I also know what you, brother Sima, want, it's nothing more than to expand the family and live up to the ancestors.
The heir you carefully cultivated was killed, and the power of the Demon-Slaying Division Do you think you can live in fear and tremble with fear?
Instead of waiting to die, it is better to change your way of life.
The Black Mountain Demon King has many methods of condensing pills and various resources.
Brother Sima, you are not old yet, why don’t you try to break through the realm of condensing pills yourself? "
Sima Zongcheng frowned slightly, then sneered: "Why, colluding with demons can make you live in fear of your ancestors? "
"What's wrong with demons? Demons can give you what you want, and demons can make you live in fear of your ancestors.
But the Demon-Slaying Division killed your carefully cultivated heir, and your Sima family has never recovered from this!
The Black Mountain Demon King is different from other demons who only know how to eat blood.
When the Black Mountain Demon King swept across Shannan Road in the past, how many unsuccessful human warriors became stronger and occupied high positions?
You have experienced that era, and you should know that I am not lying.
Of course, if you still think I am provoking, it doesn't matter.
You can see how weak I am now.
You can catch me and go to the Demon Lord to collect the reward.
By the way, he grovels and apologizes to others like a lapdog.
He said that his disciple had caused trouble because of his lack of foresight and deserved to be killed. I beg you, sir, not to implicate our Sima family. "
Luo Daoren's tone was joking, and he even laughed out loud in the end, completely ignoring the darkened face of Sima Zongcheng opposite him.
With a 'bang' sound, the Buddhist beads in Sima Zongcheng's hand were crushed to pieces by him.
Taking a deep breath, Sima Zongcheng stood up and said in a cold voice: "My Sima family has been passed down for thirteen generations. We have fought bravely in the rivers and lakes. We have been defeated, but we have never been a dog!"
Taoist Luo clapped his hands and laughed and said: "That's right, a man should be happy to be grudges when he is born in this world. If he has to endure such grudges, what's the point of living?
Brother Sima, you can take action with confidence. After killing Han Zheng, you don’t have to worry about Dang Mo Si’s revenge. The future of your Sima family is protected by the Black Mountain Demon King! "
Seeing the furious Sima Chengzong in front of him, Taoist Luo smiled brighter and brighter.
Although his strength has not been fully restored at this time, it does not prevent Luo Daoren from finding an opportunity to block Han Zheng.
At this time, in Qianjiang Mansion.
Han Zheng, Su Wuming and Fang Jueming were sitting in a teahouse at the gate of the city drinking tea.
In the past two days, they have almost wiped out the thieves outside Qianjiang Mansion.
The evil master's methods were ruthless, and the heads of the murderers and thieves hanging on the city walls were enough to deter most bandits.
Therefore, Han Zheng and Su Wuming did not go out of the city, but stayed in Qianjiang Mansion.
There are only two days left for the Weapon-Forging Conference to be held, and people from the five families and seven sects should be arriving soon.
In order to show fairness, Fire Cloud Valley had been closed when the invitations for the Weapon-Forging Conference were sent out, and would not be opened until the Weapon-Forging Conference was officially held.
Therefore, those disciples of major sects usually choose to come to Qianjiang Mansion to rest for a night and recharge their batteries.
This is the time when the Qianjiang Mansion is most chaotic, and when Wan Zhongshan is the most troubled.
If those Jianghu people are just unruly, then these disciples from the top sects are simply arrogant and very difficult to manage.
At this time, Liansheng walked into the teahouse carrying a human head. Under the horrified eyes of the surrounding pedestrians, he threw the head to the Xuanjia Guards under Fang Jueming.
"Master Han, the young monk has just killed another scum who was killing innocent people in Qianjiang Mansion. He has accumulated more merits. I would like to thank Master Han for giving the young monk this opportunity."
Liansheng clasped his hands and saluted Han Zheng, with a very happy smile on his face.
I'm back. After two days of wearing a sling, the fever went down, but I kept having diarrhea... I don't know if it's a side effect of the anti-inflammatory drugs. Is there any pain like bleeding when wiping your butt? (﹏)