Immortal Clan: My cultivation is the sum of my family's

Being stared at like this by a middle-aged man.

Yang Chuanming was stunned at first, and then he felt his scalp tingling and a chill on his back.

It felt like being stared at by an extremely terrifying monster, and he was like a prey with no chance to fight back.

"you……"

Yang Chuanming swallowed his breath, mustered up his courage, and was about to speak.

at this time.

The middle-aged man stretched out an arm and slowly opened his palm, revealing a thumb-sized blood jade surrounded by a shimmering glow.

His expression was stern, and his voice was icy as he asked, "Where did you get this blood jade?"

Yang Chuanming licked the corner of his mouth and said hesitantly: "I picked it up... I picked it up..."

Hear the words.

The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Before coming here, he already knew about Yang Chuanming's entry into the city last night, what he did in the city, and even what time he fell asleep.

In addition, with his cultivation level in the late foundation building stage, he could easily sense that Yang Chuanming was a physical cultivator.

However, since the inheritance of physical cultivation is extremely rare and the conditions for practice are quite harsh, ordinary casual cultivators would never choose this path.

Therefore, he guessed that Yang Chuanming was definitely not an ordinary cultivator, and this blood jade was definitely not picked up.

"I'll give you another chance!"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "If you continue to lie, I might as well search your soul directly. As for the result of the soul search, you should know it!"

While talking.

The middle-aged man's long hair fluttered and his clothes fluttered.

boom!

A terrifying pressure swept out, covering Yang Chuanming like an overwhelming force.

Yang Chuanming's face suddenly changed, his skinny body trembled, and under the terrifying pressure, he staggered and fell to his knees on the ground.

"That piece of jade...I picked it up!"

The veins on Yang Chuanming's forehead bulged, his eyes were bloodshot, and he persisted with gritted teeth.

The Panlong Sacred Ring is of great importance. If the origin of the blood jade is revealed, the Panlong Sacred Ring will not be kept.

He wanted to become stronger and become a powerful physical cultivator, hoping to protect his sister Yang Chuanyu one day instead of being a burden and unable to do anything.

Therefore, unless he dies, there is no way he will hand over the Panlong Holy Ring.

"Young man, since you are so ignorant, you can't blame me!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, then moved towards Yang Chuanming.

With every step he took, the pressure on Yang Chuanming became stronger.

Just five steps.

Yang Chuanming felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"what!"

Yang Chuanming roared, and the blood and spiritual energy in his body seemed to boil, emitting an extremely wild aura.

At the same time, blood-colored runes appeared on his forehead, face, and body.

He knew that he was no match for the middle-aged man. Now the only way for him to escape from this place and have a chance of survival was to try his best.

at the same time.

When seeing Yang Chuanming's appearance at this moment and the wild aura emanating from him.

The middle-aged man raised his lips slightly, and said with a forced smile: "What a strange method of body training. However, your current level of cultivation is not enough!"

The words have not yet fallen.

The middle-aged man waved his sleeves, and a sharp wave of air surged out.

Wherever it passed, the beams, pillars and railings of the corridor exploded almost instantly.

As for Yang Chuanming, he was blown away like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind.

next moment.

The middle-aged man appeared quietly beside Yang Chuanming like a ghost.

He raised his hand and patted it lightly, and Yang Chuanming fell to the ground with a loud bang like a meteorite.

Just as he looked up, a foot suddenly stepped on his head.

"You really are not afraid of death..."

The middle-aged man looked down at Yang Chuanming and said this in a cold voice.

But just when he was halfway through his words, Yang Chuanming slowly raised his right arm and gently clenched his palm.

Click!

A crisp sound exploded.

Right now.

Deep in an unknown alley in Black Stone City.

An old man who was sleeping soundly on a pile of debris with a jar of wine in his arms suddenly opened his eyes as if he sensed something.

"Did the little kid finally agree?"

The old man grinned and immediately stood up.

then.

He pointed his toes, and like an antelope hanging on horns, his slightly withered figure, with the utmost ease and grace, immediately soared into the air...

at this time.

Outside the inn called "Xianlai Inn".

A middle-aged man fell straight down from the third floor of the inn. He threw something away and Yang Chuanming, who had already fainted and was covered in blood, fell to the ground.

"Father, did this kid contradict you?"

Hong Feiguang, who had surrounded the inn with a group of palace soldiers, came up hurriedly and asked with a frown.

The middle-aged man looked indifferent and answered irrelevantly: "Take him back and have the tribute officer search his soul. I want all the secrets he has."

Judging from Yang Chuanming's performance just now, the other party has more than just the blood jade.

He had also practiced the art of soul-searching, but in order to prevent any accidents, it was decided that the mansion would have the most accomplished soul-searching master, Cui Gong, to search the soul.

"Searching for souls?"

Hong Feiguang frowned and nodded, "I understand!"

"You two will..."

Just as Hong Feiguang turned around to greet the palace soldiers, and the group was about to return home.

boom!

A figure fell from the sky like a huge rock and stood upright in front of everyone.

The person who came was the skinny old man who had eaten meat with Yang Chuanming in the restaurant last night and wanted to be accepted as a disciple.

"How dare you hurt my disciples? You have such a guts!"

The old man glanced at Yang Chuanming, who was bleeding from all seven orifices and had already fainted, and his old face, which looked as if it had been carved by a knife, was immediately filled with anger.

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, a look of fear on his face.

It is not difficult to find that the person who came is a physical cultivator.

There was no aura emanating from his body, but for some reason, from the moment the old man appeared, a bad premonition arose in my heart.

The old man twitched his lips and said in a deep voice, "Yintuo Mountain, Tiansha Sect, Chisha Old Man!"

Tianshamen?

Command the old man?

Upon hearing these words, the middle-aged man, whose real name was Hong Xingyou, suddenly changed his expression and looked horrified.

As the head of the Changsheng family, he had naturally heard of the reputation of the Tiansha Sect.

One of the most terrifying and oldest demonic sects in the territory of Yan State.

As for the old man Chisha, he is even more well-known. So far, he is one of the most terrifying physical cultivators in this world. He claims that he can break all laws with force.

According to rumors, two hundred years ago, the Tiansha Sect went to war with a declining immortal sect.

The mountain protection formation of this declining immortal sect was forcibly broken by the old man Chisha with his fists.

It was during that battle that the old man Chisha became famous in the world of immortal cultivation.

It is conceivable how terrifying this skinny and even hunchbacked old man is!

However, what Hong Xingyou couldn't understand was.

There have been rumors in the outside world that the old man Chisha from the Tiansha Sect passed away ten years ago because he was unable to break through. How could he suddenly appear in the Black Stone City under the control of their Hong family?

Of course, what worried him most was that old man Chisha actually claimed to be Yang Chuanming's master.

Although the Hong family is an immortal family affiliated with the Qingyun Sect, and the ancestor of the family is a supreme elder, it is natural that he attacked the Hong family on this ground because he had seriously injured the other party's disciples first.

In this case, I'm afraid Qingyun Sect will not be able to intervene in this matter.

"Senior, I'm truly sorry. I didn't know this junior was your disciple, so please don't be angry."

Hong Xingyou felt his scalp tingling and bowed deeply to the old man Chisha to apologize.

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