After leaving Yuyue Gambling House, the skinny old man looked back, sighed softly, and then led three second-generation ancestors to carry Yuan Po and walked towards the Yuan family.

Seeing that his family was carried back on the first day, you can imagine how angry Mr. Yuan was.

"B*tch, who did this?!"

Yuan Hongbai, who is hundreds of years old, has his hair standing on end, with a scowl on his face like an angry lion. The three second-generation ancestors knelt down in front of him and trembled, not daring to say anything.

"Mr. Yuan, the thing is like this..."

The skinny old man told the whole story and the cause of the incident. Finally, he said, " I suspect that the young man named Hao Fen should be from the Xiangshi family of another dynasty, and he should be provoking this time."

"Hmph!"

Yuan Hong snorted angrily and scolded, "Even so, why didn't you stop Po'er?!"

"Uh..."

The corners of the skinny old man's mouth twitched He twitched, and a flash of displeasure flashed across his face. Moreover, he felt that even he might not be that young man's opponent.

Moreover, I sent it back with good intentions, but I was scolded. At that moment, I felt even more dissatisfied.

Everyone wants to save face, especially arrogant Xiangshi masters like them!

"Mr. Yuan, you can go out and ask about the situation at that time. You can say that if I weren't here, your grandson would be kneeling at the feet of that young man and calling him grandpa!"

The skinny old man finished speaking in a deep voice, pulled his own nephew, and walked out angrily.

Yuan Hong's body was shaking with anger. Several members of the Yuan family comforted him before he calmed down. A strange light flashed in his sparkling eyes.

He also knew that the skinny old man was not at fault. Although he was angry, he did not stop him.

"A kid of fifteen or sixteen years old, he actually beat Po'er's eye skills?"

In this Ju'an City, among the younger generation, Yuan Po's pupils are Technique, it can at least be ranked in the top three, but it is just a lack of experience in judging grades.

"I, Yuan Hong, want to see what is so powerful about that little brat that he dares to provoke my Yuan family!"

After thinking for a while, Yuan Hong Then he ordered a middle-aged man next to him, "Yuan Yi, go to Yuyue Gambling House and give me a fight. Three days later, I will go and meet this little brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth in person!"
< br />　“Yes!”

Yuan Yi on the side responded.He made a sound and walked out quickly.

 …

“Great Elder!”

Yu Xiao walked quickly towards the Yuyue Gang headquarters with joy on his face Along the way, the guards passing by greeted him respectfully.

"Yeah."

Not sure if he was in a good mood, he nodded slightly towards the guards.

A dormitory, surrounded by stones surrounded by spiritual energy. In the center, on a bed made entirely of Wu Jing, an old man with white beard and hair sat on it. Above him, a vast and boundless aura was faintly circulating around him.

"Old Ancestor."

Coming to the bed, Yu Xiao bowed and called softly in a respectful voice.

"Oh, it's Xiao'er."

The old man opened his eyes, his eyes were dull, glanced at Yu Xiao, he closed his eyes again, Asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Xiao'er has something to ask the ancestors for judgment on!"

Yu Xiao was still bowing.

“Say!”

The old man spat out without even opening his eyes.

"Yes!..."

Yuxiao responded and told exactly what happened today. After that, what happened in the cellar, he He also said it all, without adding his own conjecture, and finally said, "I would like to ask our ancestors to judge how to get along with each other."

"Is there really such a strange thing?"

The old man opened his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Indeed, Xiao'er saw it with his own eyes."

Yu Xiao said respectfully.

This old man is the leader of the Yuyue Gang, Yu Cheng! In the Yuyue Gang, he has the final say on everything. Now, he has offended the four major Xiangshi families. This is not a good thing for the Yuyue Gang, so he must come to ask the old man for instructions.

"Xiao'er, what do you think?"

The old man still looked very calm, glanced at Yu Xiao, who had his head lowered, and asked softly.

"Xiao'er feels that this boy weighs more than the other four!"

Yu Xiao replied.

"Very good."

The old man responded, and then said, "Just do what you want. You don't need to worry about other things."

While talking, the old man didn’t seem to take theThe four major Xiangshi families take it seriously.

"Xiao'er takes the order!"

Yu Xiao was overjoyed, fell down, kowtowed to the old man three times, and then slowly exited the door.

"God seems to be helping my Yu family rise."

After a long time, the old man whispered softly, "This young man must have mastered the ancient secret skills, Hao family? ...Maybe it's another incredible family."

After a while, the room returned to silence, leaving only a vast breath flowing.

　...

In the early morning, a ray of blue light appeared in the sky, fighting against the darkness in the sky. At the junction of blue and white, a faint ray of light appeared. The purple light was revealed, boundless Kuili.

Feng Hao opened the window and looked into the distance. When he saw the purple color, he immediately felt his heartbeat speed up.

"Is this called Purple Qi coming from the east?"

The eastern sky and the purple spiritual energy just meet the requirements of the art of Purple Qi coming from the east.

"Huh... let's start."

Returning to the bed and sitting cross-legged again, Feng Hao exhaled slightly, and his mind fell silent.

Silently, the Purple Qi Donglai technique was activated, and his eyes trembled slightly a few times, and seemed to be covered with a faint purple light, but it was not obvious.

After a while, Feng Hao felt that his eyes seemed to be on fire, and a burning heat flowed above them, making his eyes feel a little painful.

"It worked!"

Feng Hao was delighted and started to use the technique of Purple Qi coming from the east faster, feeling the burning pain in his eyes. He simply ignored it.

There seemed to be an invisible thread between the sky and the earth. The purple air in the sky seemed to be pulled and gathered somewhere. After a while, Feng Hao's eyes were covered with a cloud. Layers of purple light flickered like flames.

About three hours later, the purple color in his eyes slowly faded away, and the burning heat also dissipated without a trace.

"What's going on?"

Feng Hao opened his eyes, and a faint purple flashed across his eyes, replaced by a look of doubt, and he raised his head, He just saw the scorching sun that was already rising high.

"It turns out it's already morning..."

" He exhaled slightly and sighed softly.

There are too many requirements to practice this Purple Qi Donglai, it can only be done in the morning, and it only lasts a few hours. If this continues, it will definitely take too much time to achieve success.