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Qiao Bingyun's expression was solemn, with a look of longing: "Lin Jiu Shizu, in our Maoshan records, is also a great hero with countless merits."

"A person who is born at the peak of the innate, is one step away from the cultivation level of knowing fate. After cultivating peacefully in Maoshan for more than ten years, he will be able to step into knowing fate and prolong his life."

"But after he left the customs, he saw that during the Republic of China, the people were displaced, evil spirits were rampant, foreign enemies invaded, and people's livelihood was suffering."

"So he gave up the practice of Taoism angrily, joined the world to slay demons and eliminate demons, and finally fell to the hands of the invading foreign enemies."

Jiang Yan felt a sense of respect.

Yes.

At that time, the land of Kyushu was in trouble both at home and abroad. There were so many seniors of these Taoist sects who gave up their lifelong pursuits, tainted the karma with the WTO, and only wanted to kill a glimmer of life for the Kyushu nation.

Uncle Jiu is such a representative figure.

The level of cultivation is never the basis for evaluating them.

This kind of belief, for the world and the nation, is the only way to truly cultivate into the Dao,

Jiang Yan was overwhelmed with emotion, and asked again, "Then do you know anything about Mrs. Ren?"

Qiao Bingyun nodded, and his eyes became more solemn: "Understood, Lin Shizu specially sent people back to Maoshan to leave a record for this matter."

"Grandpa Ren was originally a rich and ruthless rich man in Renjiazhen. He offended a feng shui master and turned him into a zombie with the evil point of feng shui."

"Later, he was beheaded by Lin Shizu."

"It's just..." Qiao Bingyun sighed and said, "That Feng Shui master was born out of all desires and has a good method. Later, he didn't know how to do it. The corpse of the old man disappeared mysteriously, and Lin Shizu let Mao Shan pay attention, for fear that this thing would cause harm to other places. ."

Jiang Yan understood.

Dare is full of desire.

This broken organization, no wonder it was officially wiped out.

the strange thing is……

The old monster zombie hundreds of years ago was taken to the ancient tomb of Nancheng.

Pre-Qin Jue Se Shao Si Ming is actually here.

What kind of magic does this ancient tomb in Nancheng have that pulls together the existences that are irrelevant.

Chat for a while.

The car finally stopped.

The ancient tombs of Nancheng are buried in the deep mountains and forests, but this place is very lively.

As soon as Jiang Yan swept away his spiritual knowledge, he realized that there must be hundreds of strong or weak auras hidden in the woods.

Obviously they all came to the ancient tomb.

Qiao Bingyun and Jiang Yan walked up the mountain road, and she explained: "After the Linjia Village incident, the official reward was offered to Jianghu people to save you, so...some information about the ancient tomb of Nancheng was also exposed. "

"In a place of great evil, there must be a great opportunity. Many people have set their sights on the ancient tomb of Nancheng, hoping to come here to find the opportunity in the ancient tomb."

Qiao Bingyun took Jiang Yan to find the young masters of the major sects who arrived ahead of schedule.

A total of five people.

The age is generally less than [-], and everyone has a bit of pride on their faces. Obviously, they are not low in their respective sect organizations.

"Let me introduce you, the little princess of the World Association, Feng Qianqian." Qiao Bingyun introduced the five heavenly favorites to Jiang Yan one by one.

The world will be a girl who is full of fashion, wearing a suit that does not fit into a lady, and wearing sunglasses, with a face full of impatience.

"Northeast Shaman, Deng Dafu!"

A young man who was dressed casually and had a somewhat heroic atmosphere of a big brother from the Northeast was friendly and nodded towards Jiang Yan.

"Tang Sect in the middle of Shu, the direct descendant of Tang Ao."

The young man in black clothes and black trousers, with a low-key look all over his body, seemed to have not heard it, and played with the mechanism in his hand.

"The line of Marquis Zhuge Wu, Zhuge Xuan."

Zhuge Xuan was wearing glasses, with a strong bookish air, holding the book of Qimen Dunjia, which he was studying.

"Finally...Xiangxi's line of corpse hunters, Liu Yin."

A lively girl waved to Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan looked at them one by one.

Some have little interest.

These five fellows, known as Heaven's Favorites, are generally cultivated between the initial stage of entering the Dao and the peak of entering the Dao.

Zhuge Xuan should be half a foot, and he is about to enter the innate.

As for the shallowness of the world meeting, Jiang Yan was a little surprised.

She is not a cultivator, but a ghost hunter!

Immediately figured it out.

The World Association is a special organization led by the rich in recent years. It has no roots and no foundation. It is naturally difficult to absorb Daoist masters, so it is mostly composed of ghosts, which is somewhat similar to the official special team.