My wife left me in my old age, so I built the strongest family

"I am Nie Chunqiu! I am a disciple of Li Changqing!" Nie Chunqiu clasped his fists, and the golden pupils under his hat shone brightly.

"What a handsome big brother!"

Li Tiantian was the first to exclaim, looking at Nie Chunqiu like a little fan girl.

"Who is it?"

"never heard of that."

"Could they be the beggars that Li Changqing raised forty or fifty years ago?"

But in the eyes of the sisters in Ziyun Mountain, there was no impression of them at all.

The reason why people remember his identity is because of the joke Li Changqing made before.

He was a guy who had been practicing hard but couldn't reach the foundation-building stage, but he actually followed his master's example and recruited disciples. After accepting five of them, he secretly taught them how to practice martial arts at the foot of Ziyun Mountain.

During those years, I really amused the senior sisters on the mountain.

A useless person teaching a few beggars to practice martial arts, isn't that just teaching useless people?

After hearing this, the other senior sisters noticed that Nie Chunqiu's eyes were also frivolous.

However, Xu Lin did not think so. He could still vividly remember Nie Chunqiu's attack and the killing of Elder Furong with one sword.

Nie Chunqiu is very strong, absolutely very strong!

"You all should talk less. This junior nephew is very powerful." Xu Lin was afraid of angering her, so she quickly pulled the lapels of her senior sisters.

"Eh? Junior Sister Xu, this is the first time you've spoken up for an outsider. Could it be that this guy really has some strength?"

It was rare for them to see the sharp-tongued Xu Lin speak up for others, so there must be something else going on.

Could it be that this beggar who used to learn from Li Changqing at the foot of the mountain has now become a sword immortal in the world?

"Hahaha!" When several people thought of this, they couldn't help but let out a series of silver bell-like laughter.

"Master." Nie Chunqiu seemed a little impatient and looked at Li Changqing.

Li Changqing understood what he meant and raised his hand to signal him not to be impulsive.

"Leave all these matters to me, Master. Aren't you going to get the sword?"

"Ah."

"Is it dangerous?"

"This one is pretty average."

"Okay, take this pill with you."

Li Changqing threw a pill to him.

After receiving it in his hand, Nie Chunqiu widened his eyes and looked at the pill with gorgeous colors, flowing mist, and a hint of Taoist aura lingering around it. Even though he was already of a noble status, he felt that this pill was extraordinary and must be extremely expensive.

"Master, this is too precious. You should keep it for yourself."

Nie Chunqiu was unwilling to accept it, as he always felt that this treasure should remain with Li Changqing.

"Precious?" Li Changqing thought to himself that he had refined several boxes of these third-grade pills in the past two or three years, so there were more than enough.

Afraid that he thought it was too little, I threw out two more.

Falling into Nie Chunqiu's hands, he widened his golden eyes and took a breath of cold air.

I’m afraid the Dan Temple won’t just throw away such a precious elixir, right?

As he was shocked, he heard Li Changqing's urging voice.

"Take it quickly. It's been many years since we last met. I don't have much to give you, just some extra meatballs. Just don't mind."

Nie Chunqiu took a deep breath and said, "Since it is so kind of Master, I will accept it. However, I don't have anything good to give you. I will go down and get the sword for you later!"

"What sword?"

Li Changqing was still wondering what kind of sword Nie Chunqiu was going to take when the other party had already disappeared from the spot.

"This bastard, running so fast, is just like when he was a kid, doing things recklessly. Don't go out and cause trouble."

He sighed heavily and thought it would be best not to provoke the sword cultivators on Lijian Mountain.

Those bastards are kendo masters, and these green-headed disciples of mine are no match for them!

As for the current situation, Li Changqing also understood the teasing looks these senior sisters gave him.

With the death of Elder Furong and the dethronement of Lin Qingfeng, he was bound to be in turmoil.

But he is not someone who can be bullied.

"Where is my childhood? Let me talk to her!"

"Junior brother, you're a step late. Master went to Lijian Mountain for something not long ago."

"What!" Li Changqing slapped his thigh, it's broken!

Why did she go to Lijian Mountain at this time?

……

On Lijian Mountain.

Inside the training hall.

The Master of the Seven Killing Swords treated a child-like figure with great respect.

"Senior Sister Tong, to be honest, facing the Solitary Sword Master, even with the Soul-Slaying Formation, I'm not 100% sure I can keep that guy on the mountain. Please help me and keep him here!"

Looking at the extremely sincere Master of the Seven Killing Swords, Grandma Tianshan smiled coldly.

This junior brother.

How arrogant were you back then?

Even after his master's death, he began to clamor for dividing the inheritance. He sent her away with the excuse that the sword master's inheritance was passed down to males, not females. He then embezzled his master's inheritance and became the master of Lijian Mountain.

Only then did the Tianshan Grandma come to Ziyun Mountain, start from scratch, and become one of the seven mountain masters today.

She said she hated him, and Tianshan Grandma really hated him.

But today, I have to help, because it is said that Du Jianzun has been saying that he wants to take the sword of the previous sword master, the Purple Killing Sword.

That is to say, she had to take away the relics of her master, Grandma Tianshan. No matter how much she hated her junior brother, she couldn't just sit back and watch.

"Junior brother, I'll help you, but from now on, you and I will be completely estranged. If you can no longer protect the master's relics, don't blame me for not remembering our friendship and killing you, a useless waste!" Tianshan Grandma said coldly.

After he finished speaking, the expression of the Seven Killing Sword Master became stiff, and he felt like killing Tianshan Grandma.

But now is not the time to joke. We must win over Tianshan Grandma so that we will have the strength to resist the attack of Du Jianzun.

That's when.

A bloody figure suddenly rushed in from outside.

"Brother, it's over! It's over!"

"What's over? You bastard!"

The Master of the Seven Killing Swords was furious. At this critical moment, how could he say "it's over"?

He wanted to slap this stupid brother to death.

"Xiao Hu is dead! I am also disabled!" Lin Qingfeng shouted inside.

"what!"

The Seven Killing Sword Master's heart trembled. He sat up and rushed to Lin Qingfeng without caring about his image. He grabbed his collar and cursed, "Are you kidding me, you bastard? How could my son die?"

Lin Qingfeng smiled bitterly, not noticing the presence of Grandma Tianshan, and said bluntly:

"It was Li Changqing from Ziyun Mountain. He brought his men here to bully his daughter! Not only did he cripple me, he even beat Xiaohu to death!"

"Ah? What did you say?"

The Tianshan Grandma inside couldn't sit still anymore. Why did the topic come up with Li Changqing?

Li Changqing returned to Zixiao Sect?

As soon as he came, he did such a beastly thing!

"Senior Sister, this is the good disciple you trained! He killed my own son!"

The Master of the Seven Killing Swords turned around and glared at Tianshan Grandma with a ferocious face, like a tiger that would rush over and bite people if they weren't paying attention.

My own son died at the hands of my senior sister’s disciple!

The Master of the Seven Killing Swords is now at war with the Grandmother of Tianshan, and it is his duty to do so.

But he didn't make a move.

Because he still retained a bit of rationality and wanted to fight against Du Jianzun.

"There must be some misunderstanding here."

Tianshan Grandma's face looked grim. She knew Li Changqing and knew he was not a reckless and bloodthirsty person. She didn't understand why Li Changqing wanted to kill the son of the Seven Killing Sword Master. She was afraid there must be something fishy going on.

"Misunderstanding? How could there be a misunderstanding? It was that bastard's doing!"

Lin Qingfeng shouted impatiently, "He also said that not only would he kill Xiaohu, but he would also come to take your life, big brother!"

Anyway, things have come to this point, so Lin Qingfeng is going all out, doing his best to add fuel to the fire, not afraid of things getting out of hand.

"Want to kill me?" The Seven Killing Sword Master's face turned green. It was bad enough that his son died, but this lunatic even dared to set his sights on me.

Lawless!

"Damn it! I'm going to kill him!"

He roared this in anger, and suddenly there was an urgent shout outside.

"No, there's an enemy attack!"