Before and after daybreak, the elder grandson ordered the guards to be on guard.

Although Murong Lao Fang Xian did not change last night, Chang Sun Laozu also realized that the strength of the other side was no small matter.

Starting from Hongyuetian, to the territory of Changsun's family, there are not less than a few heavens.

It stands to reason that he is still far away, but he can communicate with himself in a barrier-free way through the use of consciousness.

This point is also unmatched compared to the existence of his own destiny teacher.

After the Destiny Clan was slaughtered, the cultivation of Nian Li almost disappeared.

However, the elder grandson also heard that some people in the later generations practiced something called spiritual power.

The spiritual power is somewhat similar to the mental power. It is this kind of spiritual power that I want to use in Murong Lao Fangxian.

"Ancestor, according to your instructions, a box of boxes has been placed on the carriage. Strange, where did the box go?"

Forbe looked dazed.

The elder grandson smiled without saying much.

Forbe is just an ordinary person. He has no other specialties except horsemanship.

"You are just optimistic about Longju, and you will see the guests coming soon, so don't let Longju surprise the guests."

The elder grandson and the guards waited until noon, and no one from Hongyuetian came.

The sun was just right and the sun was groggy.

On the banks of the river, the waves beat against the banks.

It was another sound, like a lullaby.

The guards were all struggling and watching around. Fu Bo leaned on the dragon and took a nap.

The elder grandson lived for so long, and had not waited for others.

After a quarter of an hour in the afternoon, the other party still didn't show up, and the elder grandson frowned.

Hongyuetian, what's going on?

"Ancestor, how can there be a moon in the daytime?"

At this time, Fu Bo was sleepy and pointed to the river.

Red Moon?

The elder grandson froze and looked back.

On the river, there was a red moon.

The grandson's face suddenly changed.

That round of the Red Moon was **** red, and it was very enchanting.

"not good."

The elder grandson secretly called bad.

His mind moved, his mind was clear.

The dock, the river, and the guard have all changed.

Around, the bodyguard has fallen to the ground, and I don't know when, the body is already tied with rope.

Not far away, I saw a Tsing Yi old alchemist, with a dozen men and women, standing not far away.

The other side was covered with wrinkles and white beards, and it looked like a fairy bone. But in those eyes, there was a cunning look.

It turned out that Murong Lao Fang Xian had already arrived.

Everything the former elder grandson Sun saw was an illusion.

Forber's face was horrified.

He is the only one sober among all people.

Murong Lao Fangxian's spiritual strength.

In fact, he had long used the teleportation array to reach the site of the Changsun family.

Along the way, he trailed secretly, knowing the situation of Changsun Laozu and others well.

I also know that the Qingzhou tripod is not a vulgar thing and is very heavy.

Although Fubo is an ordinary person, after getting Qingzhou Ding, Fubo rushed back to Hongyuetian with Longju.

Unexpectedly, it was pierced by a word from Fober.

"Murong Lao Fangxian, what do you mean?"

The elder grandson glared at Murong Lao Fangxian.

He shuddered with anger at the thought that he was almost calculated.

"Eh, I didn't expect it to be a trick. However, Qingzhou Ding has already got it."

Murong Lao Fang Xian held a box in his hand, which was the box of the old grandson.

Who is Murong Lao Fangxian?

He never knew what equivalent exchange was.

Originally, he did not know that one of the treasures of the Destiny Clan was actually in the Changsun family.

Unexpectedly, the people of the Changsun family came to the door first.

Murong Lao Fang Xian's spiritual power cannot be compared with that of the elder grandson, he also avoided the strength of the elder grandson.

But he has the blessing of Red Moon Sky, especially after the return of Bing Xin as the source of resentment, the power of Red Moon as a totem of Red Moon believers has become stronger.

He did not have to be strong against the elder grandson, but he used illusion skillfully.

This is also one of the powers of Red Moon.

The elder grandson defies the enemy and has no precautions.

"Oh, do you think you got Qingzhou Ding?"

The elder grandson sneered.

The other party is an old fox. He has lived for thousands of years, and naturally will not be inferior.

When Murong Lao Fang Xian heard it, he couldn't help moving.

He hurriedly bowed his head and opened the box in his hand.

There is no prohibition on the box.

When I opened it, there was only one stone in it.

"Why does this matter! Qingzhou tripod?"

Murong Lao Fang fell into the box with anger.

It seems that he also fell in love with the elder grandson.

"To get the tripod, first come up with what I want."

The elder grandson hurried slowly.

He just moved slightly and the rope broke.

Without the illusion, these Red Moon believers in front of him, he did not see in the eyes at all.

"Your appetite is not small, and it is as difficult to revive Chang Sun Xueying as you are."

Murong Lao Fang Xian hummed coldly.

Earlier, the first priest told him that someone from the Changsun family might come to the door.

He still didn't believe it. After all, because of the Kunlun site, Hongyuetian and Changsun's family should have become dead enemies. Unexpectedly, it really was.

Unexpectedly, the Changsun family would put forward such conditions.

"Since you can't do it, we don't need to talk about it."

The elder grandson turned to leave.

"slow."

Murong Lao Fang Xian hurriedly stopped him.

"We Hongyuetian, can meet any of your conditions, except for us, no one can help the resurrection of Sun Xueying."

"Do you really have a solution?"

The elder grandson rejoiced.

"Our first priest has a way, but he must wait for a while. He needs Qingzhou Ding, and after he restores his real strength, he can help the resurrection of Sun Xueying."

Murong Lao Fang Xian said.

"Oh, you think I'm a fool. How could your first priest recover if he had returned to his original condition. We have already investigated, and he killed Xueying."

The elder grandson said angrily.

"That's a last resort. Who asked your elder lady to destroy the Kunlun girl's old site. The first priest must leave the Kunlun old site to be truly resurrected. It seems that you shouldn't know yet, your eldest grandson In fact, thousands of years ago, I liked our first priest Bingxin."

Murong Lao Fang Xian chest has a foot.

He was very confident in persuading Chang Sun's family.

Because he has long heard through the insider, although the grandson family is the grandson of the grandson, but in fact, the real master is the mysterious grandmother.

The Qingzhou trip was also proposed by the other party.

The elder grandson thought about it thoughtfully.

"If you still don't believe it, you can form an alliance with Hongyuetian. You shouldn't know what you look like. In your thirty-three days, almost all the immortal emperors of Shangtianyu and most of the immortal emperors of Zhongtianyu are about to form an alliance. . And the leader of this alliance will be our first priest of Red Moon, Bingxin."

Murong Lao Fang Xian saw the elder Sun Laozu still hesitant, and simply threw out the plan that Hong Yuetian was about to implement.