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Chapter 212 You. Don't continue?
The City Lord's Mansion of Yuhai City is located in the center of the city, surrounded by towering blue tiles and bricks.

There are not many people in the city lord's mansion, there are direct descendants and offshoot members of the Hai family living there, and there are also law enforcement teams, but there is no grievance drum and court that are common in front of the yamen.

All the people in Yuhai City are monks, and there is no need to complain about grievances. If you have grudges, you can find a place where there is no one to fight each other. Out for personal matters.

Today, the city lord's mansion arranged the garden very warmly and beautifully because of the banquet. The garden is divided into flowers that bloom in different seasons in four seasons. Now all of them are in full bloom because of the wooden method, as if they are welcoming the distinguished guests.

The long round table is located in the courtyard, with nuts and specially made spirit wine placed on it. The old city lord and the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect sat on the chairs to discuss issues, waiting for the chief disciple of Xingluo Xianmen and Bai Yongshou from the Ye family to come over.

The Bai family is the most powerful family in Yuhai City except Kaicheng Lord's Mansion. Bai Yongshou and the forces behind him have the power to influence the decision-making of the City Lord's Mansion, and their prestige faintly overwhelms the old city lord who has not taken action all the year round due to physical decline.

"The Blood Demon Sect was full of loyalists overnight, and it's a pity that there are not even survivors left."

The old city owner who was chatting with his friends seemed to have inadvertently mentioned the news that came this morning, and then looked at the middle-aged man standing aside with a sleepy face and said, "Hai Qizhi, what do you think about this?"

"Forehead"

Hai Qizhi was stared at by his father uncomfortably for a moment, and responded bravely: "In my humble opinion, I think we should first investigate the reason why the Blood Demon Sect was destroyed, and then immediately use other spare chess pieces as substitutes to serve as our shadows. Those things that are not convenient to come forward."

The people in the courtyard are all from his own family, so Hai Qizhi's words are more straightforward. After all, making money is not a shabby thing at all. Otherwise, what will the nearly 3000 people in the city lord's mansion use to eat, drink and practice on a daily basis?

"pity."

The old city lord glanced at his son, sighed again and shook his head silently.

My son is good at everything. He is above the level in business and strategy, but he has not inherited his talent in cultivation. Until now, he has only achieved a god-level cultivation by relying on various treasures from heaven and earth.

Is the god transformation stage strong?Of course strong, even being able to establish a sect and become the sect master of a small sect, but it is far from enough for Yuhai City. It's just a puppet of the local tyrants.

The prosperity and prosperity of the world of comprehension can be maintained only because there are strong people who suppress the Quartet. The old city lord who is nearing his lifespan is worried about his son and his granddaughter who is extremely talented but has not had time to grow up.

Power, wealth, natural resources and earthly treasures are all fleeting things to him, and at the end of his life, he has nothing to think about except his worried relatives.

"grandfather!"

The quiet atmosphere in the garden was broken by a young girl's crisp call. Hai Linger led the Xingluo Xianmen group and Bai Yongshou into the garden, and looked at the old grandpa sitting on the seat with a smile on his face.

"Hey!"

The old city lord smiled, and quickly got up from his seat, stroking his long beard with a smile, and said, "Why did you go for so long, didn't you encounter any accidents on the way?"

"Everything is safe and sound, but when I first went to Uncle Bai's house, Xiaobai and the others were training, so I came back a little late." Hai Linger smiled and said: "He is Xiaobai because of his cultivation level last time. Due to his diligence, he did not come to the Hailin Tower to attend the banquet."

The chief disciple of Xingluo Xianmen, the old city master, has seen it before. Only Bai Jin didn't go to Hailin Tower for dinner last time, so Hai Linger specially introduced it alone.

"Old City Lord, Senior Hai."

The two Earth Immortals greeted each other, but they didn't show any abnormal emotions, as if nothing happened in Hailin Tower.

Bai Yongshou smiled and said nothing.

"Hahaha, of course I know little friend Bai, and it's really extraordinary to look at it now." The old city lord smiled and opened his narrowed eyelids slightly, looked at Bai Jin seriously and said something more sincere.

Bai Jin has a dignified and handsome appearance, and because of the wood method he cultivated, he is extremely full of energy and spirit, and even overflows with surging life mana. At first glance, he looks like a white lotus falling into the world of mortals.

It exudes the atmosphere that being alone is a prosperous age.

But the old city lord has seen the level of cruelty with his own eyes, and his ruthless determination shocked him. He can only sigh in his heart that he is indeed a close disciple who was cultivated by the star of life, and a close disciple who is extremely valued by the ruthless fairy. And better than blue.

These old guys have heard about the heavenly banquet. It's just that they haven't seen Bai Jin himself.

The other chief disciples of the Xingluo Xianmen were not bad, and they did not show any characteristics of the Xingluo Xianmen.

"The old city lord's reputation is too high. The junior is just a student who has just entered the cultivation world. He still needs to learn a lot from the old seniors." Bai Jin said with a smile.

You should go eat fast and chant Buddha!Spirit Sword Sect Elder Hai secretly slandered in his heart.

"Sit down, everyone sit down casually, just treat it as your own home, don't need to be too cautious." The old city lord raised his hand to signal the maids to serve tea to the guests.

"The old city owner. Don't you think about continuing?"

Bai Yongshou sat down on the chair, staring at the black phantom in the depths of the pond all the time, and he could probably confirm his previous guess in his heart. The old city lord's banquet, apart from expressing his guilt and confessing in secret, should also have something to do with the spring festival every year. The beast tide happened.

"Hahaha I don't have the guts to do things that are against the laws of nature." The old city lord smiled and didn't answer Bai Yongshou's proposal.

Cultivation is to live forever, and powerful spells are just a derivative, to prevent being killed by others.

There are countless ways to prolong life in the realm of comprehension. The easiest and quickest way is to seize a physical body, or transform into a ghost cultivator into a soul with almost endless longevity.

There is even a method of sucking people's life in the magic way, as long as there are many ways to not want to die, the old city owner naturally understands the truth. But it is naturally after careful consideration not to use such methods to prolong life.

He didn't have the confidence to face the trial of the laws of heaven and earth.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of nature, the most important link in the cycle of heaven and reincarnation, and everyone is equal.

You can avoid the bug once, but the law of heaven and earth has secretly marked you, and bless you to be super doubled when you overcome the catastrophe in the future.

Ordinary cultivator Heavenly Tribulation becomes Demon Cultivator Heavenly Tribulation, while Demon Cultivator Heavenly Tribulation becomes a cleaning procedure similar to Heaven's Punishment.

It's just that it won't last forever, but it's like a test for those who defy the sky. If you pass, you will be wiped out, and if you fail, your soul will be scattered and transformed into heaven and earth aura to feed back to the world.

The higher the monk's cultivation level, the more he can clearly understand the meaning of the soul flying away and the soul is scattered, and the more he is afraid of it.
The old city lord did not have the confidence to pass the test, so he chose to die naturally at the end of his life.

(End of this chapter)