Chapter 87 Xie Qiaoxuan looked at the familiar handwriting on the letter, his hands trembling slightly
Outer city, Wei Mansion.

Located on the most prosperous "Fulu Street", one step further is the core area of ​​the inner city.

But the reason why the Wei Mansion was not moved into the inner city.

It's not because I can't afford that piece of land.

But it is because, for a family with a 'great innate' in charge, even if it is rooted in the outer city, looking at the entire Black Mountain, it still cannot be underestimated!
A full moon was obscured by dark clouds, and heavy rain was pouring down, dripping and hitting the high bluestone walls.

Even in the middle of the night.

In the Wei Mansion, in the main house of the 'eldest son', candles were still burning and the lights were still bright.

The head of the family, Wei Zongchang, dressed in purple and with a stern face, sat at the desk, his complexion flickering under the candlelight.

Beside him, Wei An, the chief steward of the Wei Mansion, was serving him in an orderly and respectful manner.

He was completely different from the angry expression he had on his face when he heard that his son Wei Bao was mercilessly sent to prison by Ji Xia.

"Thump, thump, thump"

Wei Zongchang remained silent, tapping his fingertips on the gold-patterned desk made of fine red sandalwood. He looked at his eldest son Wei Zhang, who was sitting in front of him, pretending to be calm, with a stern face:

"Wei Zhang, has your father ever told you this before?"

"I told you to have less contact with Chen Qingping's granddaughter, the garrison commander?"

The weather was cool, but there was a cold wind and heavy rain outside.

But Wei Zhang was still sweating profusely:
"Father said so."

Wei Zongchang smiled:
"Then you really ignored your father's words."

"I know what you are thinking, Zhang'er."

"You want to win Chen Qingping's favor and become the son-in-law of the garrison, so you try your best to please him and make him look at you with respect."

"But don't you see what you have gained?"

The face of the head of the Wei family turned cold instantly:
"People treat you like a dog. You are a person who is incapable of doing anything but causing trouble!"

"Tsk tsk."

"The day's events have just come to an end."

"That night, 'Chen Gong' from the garrison came to my door and wanted to ask my Wei Mansion to secretly deal with the Ji brothers and let us take the blame."

"If it weren't for the fact that a 'household registration' was too important to someone like Wang Cuishan who was fleeing from place to place, he would have taken the bait and wanted to give it a try even if it was risky."

"Let me ask you, who is going to deal with Ji Xia?"

"I heard that the guy who came down from Yunluan Mountain was chosen as the one who will be qualified to join the 'Taoism' in the future."

"You killed him with great fanfare right afterward, who are you slapping in the face?"

Wei Zhang was sweating profusely and quickly apologized:
"Father, it's my fault, it's my fault."

"I will never do such stupid things again."

Wei Zongchang's face was cold:
"I hope so."

"It's obvious that Chen Qingping is a scheming woman. Why would she be confined to this small family in Black Mountain City in the future?"

"She has great ambitions. She must want to rely on the relationship with the old man who guards the palace to form an alliance with Wutong Mansion. How could she be interested in the Wei Mansion, which only has a 'Great Innate' like my father?"

"She is trying to hook you and ask you to help her do something!"

"This time, you were almost led into trouble, so your father has to warn you and tell you that this matter is over. Hurry up and cut off your relationship with her, otherwise one day you will be sold without knowing how!"

"Humph!"

After finishing speaking, Wei Zongchang stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the heavy rain outside. His expression eased a little:

"But the good thing is."

"Those who have not grown up are not a serious threat, no matter how talented they are."

"It is not too late."

"Wang Cuishan and the other two were originally 'fugitives' from the Demon Hunting Division, but they were from Shunan Prefecture, next to Wutong Prefecture. Once the matter here is settled, we will directly sell these three people to the Demon Hunting Division."

"When the time comes, even if Pei Xingzou who came down from Yunluan Mountain asks for accountability, it won't be our fault."

Wei Zongchang just felt tired.

I am no longer young, my Qi and blood are declining, and my practice is ineffective. I took too many pills and medicines in my early years, and because I was unable to absorb them all, I ended up with "drug poison" in my body.

I don't know in this lifetime whether I can break through the barrier of 'Huangting'.

My own son.

I originally thought that I had some talent, and with the help of the resources of the Wei Mansion in the future, I might be able to surpass myself and reach a higher level, but now it seems...
You should also practice and hone your skills.

Wei Zongchang was thinking.

Suddenly, even though there was heavy rain, the main gate of the Wei Mansion still shook violently.

Boom! !
There was a sound as if something heavy had fallen and smashed the building.

"What's the noise?"

Wei Zongchang frowned unconsciously, then gathered his energy, shielded himself from the rain, and walked forward with light steps.

Then I walked through the garden, along the corridor, and entered the main courtyard.

Then I saw it suddenly.
The two bronze lions originally displayed at the gate of the Wei Mansion were mistaken for "huge rocks" by someone and smashed the huge gate that cost a lot of money to build.

Then it twisted and fell into the gardens on both sides.

then
Wait until he shows up.

The man dragged a half-crumbled body that could groan, grinned, and threw it towards him in the air.

Wei Zongchang narrowed his eyes and looked carefully.

It was Wang Cuishan, the 'housekeeper' he had asked his son to send in his name to eliminate the troubles in the garrison not long ago!

Silently watching Wang Cuishan being thrown at his feet, Wei Zongchang looked at him carefully for a few seconds and then stopped looking.

Ending up in this state, the land is mostly ruined.

There is no use value at all.

Then
Staring at the young figure who came to his door on a rainy night, Wei Zongchang spoke:

"Your Excellency is"

Ji Xia's eyes were cold and sharp, her long hair was untied and was blown by the "air", avoiding the rain, and her hair was flying.

He looked up and down at the stern middle-aged man in the purple silk robe. His body was flawless, without a single crack.

Just one glance and I knew his identity.

So he smiled and stepped on the top of the bronze lion on one side without any scruples:

"Don't you want to kill me?"

"My name is Ji Xia."

"If you have the ability, come and kill me."

“And if you don’t have the ability.”

His tone paused, and suddenly became cold:
"Then don't blame me."

"Let's get justice!"

Outer city, bluestone lane.

Ji Han, who was taken away by Tan Tai Yao, returned to the bluestone alley exhausted.

Just a while ago.

He personally experienced the feeling of the third step of a martial artist's 'controlling the energy and stepping into the air'.

Tan Tai Yao led him all the way into the nearby Black Mountain. With the 'heavenly realm' opened up around him, he searched recklessly for some medicinal herbs that could stabilize his foundation and reshape his meridians.

Then, in a cave, using the secret method of Yuandan and the power of elixir, he cleansed his marrow and flushed his blood.

Finally, the originally chaotic physique, which was in danger due to the conflict between the 'dragon elephant blood' and the 'human blood', was pulled back into shape.

It can be said that it is like a rebirth!
Think so.

Seeing the 'Heavenly Realm' opening up beside him, and even the heavy rain could not get close to Tan Tai Yao, Ji Han was excited and rubbed his hands:

"Mr. Tan Tai, how long do I have to practice martial arts and cultivate myself to reach your level?"

"You just said that after my bloodline is neutralized, it will be comparable to a spiritual body. Does this mean that my talent for cultivation in the future will not be inferior to that of my brother?"

Tan Tai Yao smiled:
"Spiritual body?"

"Even if you have Xuan-level talent, not everyone can practice to my level."

"Before that, you should cultivate to the Great Innate as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, if you are discovered by the Divine Blood Cult and forced onto a pirate ship, or if you are discovered by the government or the Demon Hunting Bureau and directly beheaded, what will happen next?"

Ji Han was choked by these words. He scratched his head, not knowing what to say.

At the same time, Tan Tai Yao and he walked through the rain, seemingly unintentionally, and asked for no reason:
"But then again."

"Brother, brother."

"You always mention your brother. Is he very powerful?"

"what is his name?"

When Ji Xia was mentioned, Ji Han suddenly became excited:
"Of course. If I compare myself to a swan, then my brother is the roc flying in the sky."

"If I compare myself to the stars, there are countless stars in the sky, but there is only one 'bright moon' as dazzling as my brother's!"

Hearing this, Tan Tai Yao was a little surprised.

The pain of blood transfusion is comparable to being cut into pieces. One careless mistake can result in eternal damnation. The fact that this kid was able to survive it shows how tough he is.

Such a person can show respect for another person from the bottom of his heart and through his tone of voice.
It only shows that the person does have some good points.

"My brother and I are born of the same mother. His given name is Xia. As the saying goes, 'Summer begins when all things awaken, and when I come, all flowers bloom.' If I can become a great innate, I believe it."

"His future is higher than mine!"

Ji Xia.

Hear the name.

Tan Tai Yao frowned:
"Ji Xia?" Waiting to see Ji Han nod.

He finally felt certain in his heart, and then glanced at Ji Han slightly.

Earlier, after learning Ji Han's last name, he had some vague guesses.

From Ji Han's tone, I heard that this name was mentioned in the letter from Xie Mansion, which can be said to be solid evidence.
Tan Tai Yao couldn't help but think in his heart:
"According to what Ji Han said."

"Ji Xia is just a hunter who has only been practicing martial arts for half a month."

"Even if you successfully awaken the blood in your body and stimulate the 'spiritual body' physique."

"But other than that, there's nothing special."

"Such a kid"

"How did you have the courage, or how did you know, to use my name to write a letter to Xie Qiaoxuan, saying that you knew the secret of 'Song Chai Xin'?"

In fact, when thinking of this, Tan Tai Yao had an incredibly bold guess in his heart.

After all, he had been wandering in Tongyezhou for decades and had not experienced what happened to Song Chaixin back then. It could be said that he knew nothing about it.

All the rumors we hear now about Song Chai Xin's death in Heishan are just hearsay, and no one has ever seen it with their own eyes.

Deep down in his heart, he was unwilling to believe that Song Chai Xin had died.

Therefore, this kid named 'Jixia' is extremely important.

He must know something.

They returned to Black Mountain quietly with Ji Han. On the way, Tan Tai Yao mentioned his intention to stay overnight at Ji's house.

And as a third-step pillar like him helped Ji Han a lot, it was natural that Ji Han readily agreed to his request.

result.

When we arrived in front of Ji’s courtyard.

What they saw was two corpses with their brains bursting out and turned white by the rain, lying in front of the courtyard gate.

A moment of time,
Ji Han's face turned pale, and he wanted to rush into the yard, but was stopped by Tan Tai Yao:
"There's no one inside, no need to go in."

His expression was calm, but the young man beside him, like a lone wolf, was extremely stubborn and wanted to rush into the yard to see what was going on, while muttering:
"Could it be that my brother was implicated because of my affairs?"

"He was taken away by those people?"

It is not difficult to tell from the two people lying on the ground that they both had the cultivation level of "Water and Fire Immortal Clothes" during their lifetime.

In Ji Han's understanding, it was already an extremely incredible thing that Ji Xia was willing to work hard to replace two people.

So for a moment, everyone thought that Ji Xia had an accident, and their originally happy mood was suddenly hit hard.

"No need to panic."

"This place just experienced a game of 'qi' not long ago."

"And one of them is of very high quality, even higher than mine."

After hearing what Tan Tai Yao said, Ji Han's already flustered thoughts suddenly fell to the bottom.

Quite a high level of 'qi'?
Then how could his brother Ji Xia have any chance of survival?

However, at this moment, Tan Tai Yao glanced at the young man who looked like he had lost his parents, his eyes revealed a strange expression, and he changed his tone and said:

"But you don't have to be so desperate."

"because."

"That extremely high quality energy came from the same source as the energy that killed these two people."

"If there is no accident."

"It's your brother."

After saying this, Ji Han was stunned:
"what?"

"Isn't my brother 'mercury blood and silver marrow'?"

"How can you cross two realms overnight?"

Even if he left a Dragon Elephant Pill for Ji Xia, this doesn't make sense!
But Tan Tai Yao just closed his eyes and ignored him.

The next moment, the soul and domain belonging to the peak of the third step opened together.

"Found it, come with me."

After standing quietly for a moment.

Tan Tai Yao opened his eyes.

Then he looked in one direction and spoke at the same time.

Wutong Mansion, Xie family.

Late at night, the moon and stars are rare.

The rain from Montenegro did not fall in this extremely prosperous city.

And the steed with the Chinese character "Xie" on its banner galloped for a day and a night, and arrived at Xie's mansion without any obstruction.

Wutong Xie family.

It has experienced more than a hundred years of wind and rain.

Now, there are two "Third Step" statues.

One is the 'old clan leader' Xie Qiaoxuan, who is approaching the end of his life and whose life span is almost running out.

The other one was Xie Qiao, the eldest son of Xie Qiaoxuan and the legitimate son of the eldest son Xie An, Xie Qiao.

He once worshipped a "great military strategist" as his teacher. However, because he was involved in a huge storm decades ago, his official career was bumpy and difficult to climb.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will take over Xie Qiaoxuan's position and become the head of the Xie family a hundred years after him.

And the daughter was born after Xie Qiao's third step.

Xie Wutong is named "Wutong" and can be said to be the "Baoyu" of the entire Xie family. In fact, because her father traveled all year round, she was brought up by the old patriarch Xie Qiaoxuan.

The letter she sent all the way from Montenegro.

Naturally, he was sent to Xie Qiaoxuan, Mr. Xie's residence, as soon as possible, even though it was late at night.

Late at night.

Xie Qiaoxuan, holding a candle and using his own soul, sketched a "Soul Picture" bit by bit.

Hearing that there was a letter from Black Mountain, he raised his eyebrows:

"Send it in."

Seeing the young guard being so respectful, Xie Qiaoxuan watched him deliver the letter with his cloudy eyes, then he closed the door and walked out, sighing:

"A new generation replaces the old one."

A long, long time ago.

He had a servant boy by his side who had been with him for half his life and who was very good at using him.

Unfortunately, the old man did not live long and passed away suddenly in that turmoil.

From then on, he no longer had a peer to talk to.

"Ugh"

"Let's see if my precious granddaughter, the only hope of the third generation of the Xie family, has sent a letter to ask about his well-being."

Xie Qiaoxuan showed a trace of sadness on his brow and deliberately put away those memories of the past.

Then, he opened the envelope and read the letter from Xie Wutong word by word.

But the more he read, the more his brows furrowed, and he read very seriously and solemnly, as if there was something in the letter that he could not give up.

After a long, long time.

Xie Qiaoxuan put down the letter and closed his eyes.

After a moment, he picked up the letter again and opened his eyes.

But what appeared in front of me was still the familiar yet strange font. It was not because he was old or had blurred vision, but because it was real.
That's the look!
Unknowingly.

Xie Qiaoxuan's palms began to tremble slightly.

At this time, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the candlelight burning beside him.

It seems that through this candlelight, one can travel through decades of time.

I can vaguely see myself at that time, when I was not yet too old to walk, I was bent over my desk, teaching a young man with a cold heart to read and practice calligraphy.

Now look at it again,

The handwriting on this letter paper,

The silver hooks and iron paintings, the knife and axe carvings, are vigorous and powerful.

It is 70% similar to myself when I was young.

And with that boy
They are exactly the same!
But how can there be two words that are exactly the same in this world?

"My name is Ji Xia. In the name of Tan Tai Yao, I want to tell this old man about Song Chai Xin."

"Ah"

"Summer."

Xie Qiaoxuan stared at the soul map that he had spent a lot of effort to draw for future generations.

He looked at the letter again.

A moment of silence.

Gently spoke to the maid outside the door:
"Come here, change your clothes."

"Old Man"

"After dawn,"

"We need to go to Montenegro!"

(ps: I have to go out on 520, as you all know, so I finished writing this chapter in advance and regard it as today's update.)
(Also, I really am not making big promises to you all. There have been a lot of things going on recently, and I can’t guarantee anything. You will definitely scold me again, but you deserve it. There is nothing much to say.)
(I can only say that 5,000 words a day is the bottom line. As for 10,000 words a day, I won't draw for you. I'll draw for myself. After this period of time, I will. I'm really too busy these days.)

(End of this chapter)