Cultivating immortality at the age of three and a half, the whitewashing system came five hundred ye

Chapter 122: A Century of Suppression
Seeing how cowardly they are, I know that Nangong Fujino is indeed not a good person.

Jiang Wan, dressed in men's clothes and looking like a little boy, stood with her hands on her hips and scolded unreasonably.

"Hurry up and get out of here. If you don't, my cousin will come and you won't be able to leave even if you want to.

My cousin said that he will be the new head of the Nangong family in the future, and all the resources of your Nangong family will belong to him. I don’t know where these people got the courage to snatch the Supreme Spirit Bone from my cousin Nangong Fujiye. "

The two monks opposite were so angry that they gnashed their teeth.

"Nangong Fujino, you really think you're such a big shot that you even dare to covet the position of the head of the family?"

Another cultivator from the Nangong family also had a bad expression on his face.

"Kid, is everything you said true?"

Jiang Wan continued to put her hands on her hips.

"real or fake?
My cousin said that when he becomes the head of the family, all the resources of your Nangong family should be provided to him first. By then, his cultivation will surely make rapid progress.

You all have to make wedding clothes for him, humph, hurry up and get out of here, my cousin will be here soon."

After hearing what she said, the two monks from the Nangong family thought that the child would not lie, and it must be Nangong Fujino who said such a thing.

"How ridiculous! Nangong Fujino thinks he is someone he dares to speak so arrogantly!"

Jiang Wan rolled her eyes and spread her spiritual sense to find someone approaching from afar. He was wearing a standard dark green robe and had a straight face. He had a very distinctive appearance and Jiang Wan knew it was him at first sight.

He quickly asked the two people in front of him to leave. After they left, Nangong Fujino came over and stood in front of him.

Jiang Wan rushed up and smiled at him.

"Cousin, this is my keepsake!"

When Nangong Fujino arrived, he saw a little boy and heard that the boy had a keepsake, which made him wonder whether he really had such a cousin.

Instinctively, he took the token in his hand, accompanied by a crisp "Explode!"

With a bang, two heavenly thunder talismans exploded in his hands. If his defense was weaker, he would have died here today.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wuxiangyi Fire turned into a circle and trapped him inside.

The Heaven-Flipping Seal smashed down on him like cracking a walnut, and the white brain core would appear with one hit.

Nangong Fujino used all his strength to resist the Heaven-Flipping Seal with both hands. The Wuxiang had already burned onto his robes. He was frightened when he noticed something was wrong.

“Who are you anyway?

I have no grudge against you in the past or in the present, so why did you ambush me?"

Jiang Wan put her hands on her hips.

"Who says we don't have hatred? Our hatred is huge.

I killed your brother Nangong Liancheng. He wanted to kill me at that time, so I killed him. I did nothing wrong. It was your brother who made the mistake first.

Why did you kill Sister Ziyun?

Who told you that Sister Ziyun killed your brother? You are such a fool, you have been deceived."

Nangong Fujino didn't care that she was scolding him, but looked at the child in front of him in shock.

"What did you say?
You killed my brother, and I don't believe you have the ability to do that."

"Then you'll know if you try it. I guarantee you'll die if you try it."

The Heaven-Flipping Seal continued to press down, and Wuxiang had already burned on his body.

"Tell me, who told you that it was Ziyun who killed Nangong Liancheng?"

"You want to know, but I won't tell you!"

Jiang Wan's eyes flashed with water, and she saw the mark of incarnation on his body with her eyes of breaking hope.

"I'll kill you if you don't tell me!"

Jiang Wan injected spiritual energy into Wuxiang, allowing him to see the Wuxiang Strange Fire clearly. "Strange Fire, I now believe that you can really kill my brother."

Jiang Wan continued to ask:
"Now you can tell me who told you that Sister Ziyun killed your brother. You are so stupid and hopeless. The person behind this obviously wants you to be the scapegoat.

To kill someone with a borrowed knife, you are that knife, and you have a shoe-horn-shaped face."

After hearing what Jiang Wan said, he immediately started looking for conditions.

"If I tell you who it is, you have to let me go, otherwise I won't tell you."

"Okay, tell me!"

Jiang Wan agreed without thinking, as she was very curious about the person behind the scenes.

"It was a disciple of your Da Wan Zong who told me,"

Jiang Wan: "Who?"

"Stay away from me, your strange fire. Do you want to burn me to death?"

Seeing him hesitating, Jiang Wan raised her hand to control the Heaven-Flipping Seal and pressed it down again.

"Stop talking nonsense and talk!"

"It's Lu Yan, the disciple of Venerable Wanhe."

Jiang Wan was curious. How did he know what happened that day?
Unless the Nangong Liancheng incident has something to do with him.

"You really are a fool. Apart from me, the person involved, and Sister Ziyun who was present, everyone else who knew about this incident has problems.

I don't want to tell you so much. I know that you have the mark of the consciousness of a Divine Transformation cultivator on you, but so what? I can't kill you, but I can suppress you.

I don't believe that after a hundred years, I won't be able to fight against a Divine Transformation cultivator!"

Nangong Fujino was shocked: "You dare?!"

Jiang Wan didn't say anything, only focusing on the movements of her hands.

The Heaven-Flipping Seal continued to press down and pushed him to the ground. Jiang Wan walked up to him, raised her hand and slapped him hard, and the Heaven-Flipping Seal hit him with a "bang".

The formless strange fire had already burned his arm, scaring him so much that he screamed in fear.

"What are you doing? You said you would let me go. If you kill me, you will definitely not be able to withstand the full force of my divine cultivator's attack."

Jiang Wan looked at him with cold eyes.

"When you killed Sister Ziyun, you probably didn't think that you would be retaliated against one day. I heard that Sister Ziyun was hurt badly by you.

Since I am suppressing you in this way, I might as well separate your limbs and suppress you!
I didn't kill you, I just removed your limbs. You won't die, and the Divine Transformation Mark on your body won't be activated."

"no!"

Nangong Fujino screamed in horror as he watched his arm gradually disappear.

If he really lost his limbs, then his life would be worse than death, and he might as well just die!
“Stop, stop now!
I have the soul of that female cultivator. Her soul hasn't yet been scattered. You can wait for her soul to be restored and let her reincarnate and cultivate again!"

This is exactly what Jiang Wan was waiting for.

"I don't believe it. If there really is Sister Ziyun's spirit, then I will let you go."

Nangong Fujino immediately took out a black jade bottle from his storage ring.

Seeing this, Jiang Wan said, "Give it to me!"

He took his storage ring, wiped off the spiritual imprint on it and put it away.

Looking at the small black bottle in her hand, she wrapped her small hand with Wuxiang, uncorked the bottle and took out the soul-nourishing wood.

I didn’t expect that the thousand-year-old soul-nourishing tree given by the system would be used on Sister Ziyun.

"Sister Ziyun."

Ziyun's soul was dazed as if she had lost her soul. Suddenly she saw Jiang Wan and heard Jiang Wan calling her. She immediately shouted:
"Run, run, leave here, don't stay in Nangong's house, run!"