Wooden people are very simple, they are just tied together with cloth strips, which can be seen as personal and are standing in the hall.

Seeing Changsheng fiddling out a wooden man, Fan Dao was interesting to watch. While chewing delicious food, he sipped the wine in big mouthfuls.

Qi Weishui and others were confused when they saw it. The dry firewood was tied into a wooden man. Is Uncle Shi really planning to perform some chopping wood?

Although it was unclear, Qi Weishui and others were not worried.

The Fan Dao of Longyan Sect is indeed difficult to deal with, but his junior uncle is even more terrifying. The name of Zhan Tianjiao is known as an invincible opponent among the same level.

In front of everyone, Changsheng calmly tied the wooden man up, stood there steadily, and took out an ordinary magic weapon black knife.

Although you look steady on the outside, Changsheng has no confidence in his heart.

He was just gritting his teeth and had no way out.

"Brother Fan, I'm optimistic."

Chang Sheng cursed in his heart while swinging the black knife without any spiritual power.

"Hold the knife!"

He shouted softly, and the black knife was lifted up high and was carried behind his back.

"Slay the knife!"

The black knife fell from behind Chang Sheng in a semicircle. While the tip of the knife was tapped, it continued to slash forward and slashed up from the foot of the wooden man.

With a click.

The wooden man was divided into two places.

Since the knife was cut from under the feet, when the knife was taken down, those who watched it would subconsciously feel a chill under their crotch.

Especially Fan Dao, where was the big golden sword sitting? After waiting for the wooden man in half, he felt a chill under him as if a knife wind was passing by.

Fan Dao's throat rolled for a moment, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

The knife is an ordinary magic weapon black knife.

The power is pitifully smaller, not even a little spiritual power.

Only the position that was cut is really tricky, that is the key to men. All male monks who saw this knife would feel indescribable fear from their hearts.

"That's over? What kind of knife are you?" Fan Dao slapped the table and shouted, very dissatisfied.

"This knife is called Widow's knife."

Chang Sheng Shi Shi Ran sat back to his seat, glanced at the other party and said lightly: "If you cut the hatchet, you will naturally be useless. If you cut down with one knife, you will be a real lonely person."

When I heard the word "Wairen Dao", Fan Dao's eyelids jumped. He stared at Chang Sheng and pondered without saying a word.

Chang Sheng looked at the other party like that, without any fluctuations in his eyes. This is an invisible confrontation. If Chang Sheng was weak at all, the other party would definitely get angry on the spot.

"What a knife! Haha, I still have a better skill in Brother Hetian! Come on, drink!"

After a while, Fan Dao laughed and did not mention the discussion, but instead drank.

Although Fan Dao was laughing, he was cursing in his heart. He said that Chang Hei Tian was getting more and more cruel. Even such a terrible man, he had to be extremely careful when he was practicing such a desperate man.

Except for eunuchs, no man would be careless about the tricks of slaughtering his sons and grandsons, and Fan Dao was the same.

Chang Sheng had a faint smile on his face, raised his glass to show his sign, and then drank it dry in one sip.

This level was finally confused...

The banquet lasted for most of the day, but Changsheng left the Xmax Building halfway.

It has given Fan Dao enough face to be with his ancestor. If he is with him until the banquet is over, his uncle's identity will be worthless.

This is also a decision made by Chang Sheng after weighing the pros and cons.

Back at Fuyao Peak, Chang Sheng sat cross-legged in the house, staring at the window without blinking, and his black robe was not changed.

When leaving the table, Fan Dao shouted that he would come to Fuyao Peak tonight. Changsheng didn't know whether the other party was talking or really planning to come over. It would be impossible not to be careful.

So for the whole night, Chang Sheng stared at his eyes until the sky was bright.

"Lingnan Dao Master... Dao your grandma! Bitch! What a fucking villain!"

I waited for a night but the others didn't come at all. I was so angry that I cursed.

"What's wrong with Master? Did Fan Dao make you angry?" Xiao Mianhua lay at the door and poked her little head.

"Don't mention that grandson, I'll chop him sooner or later." Chang Sheng suppressed his anger and walked out the door.

In the distance, a row of sword lights came from far away, and dozens of people stepped on flying swords from afar. These people headed straight to Tianyun Peak, one of the three peaks.

Chang Sheng could see a coffin in the sword light, carried by four people.

"The remains of the Supreme Lord, the people of Longyan Sect..."

Seeing the group landing on Tianyun Peak, Chang Sheng sighed secretly.

He had to go there, and the remains of the Supreme Elder were sent, and as the highest-ranking elder, he had to come forward.

"Let's go, Tianyun Peak."

For some reason, whenever a white crane is set up, Changsheng can think of the word "Journey to the West". It seems that a mount like a crane is not very auspicious, and it should be changed to a mount in the future.

As the residence of previous sect leaders, Tianyunfeng will not entertain guests unless it is a major event.

Now, the middle door of the hall at the top of Tianyun Peak is wide open, and the deputy sect leader Qi Weishui stood outside the hall and waited.

Qi Weishui was not the masters of Longyan Sect, but the remains of the Supreme Elder of this sect.

The sword light fell to the ground, and a group of Longyan Sect disciples lined up on both sides. The four people carrying the coffin walked directly into the hall and parked the coffin in the hall.

The elders led by Longyan Sect this time were two middle-aged scholars, who looked exactly the same and were a pair of brothers.

The coffin fell to the ground, and the hall was filled with solemnity. Qi Weishui did not invite anyone to sit down, but was waiting for the arrival of his uncle.

A white crane flew over outside the hall, and Chang Sheng's figure appeared. At this time, a sword light exploded from the Xianke Tower, which flew in a flash. Fan Dao's figure appeared after landing.

"The remains are here, you can take the autopsy." Fan Dao said carelessly.

The two elders of Longyan Sect who were escorting the coffin immediately bowed to see Chang Sheng arrive.

"Tan Wuguang pays homage to senior."

"Tan Wuyao pays homage to senior."

The two elders of Longyan Sect were very polite to Chang Sheng.

After all, the ancestor of a sect has his seniority, and there are not many people in Lingnan who can be on par with Chang Sheng in terms of seniority.

Of course, it can't be considered a shameless guy like Fan Dao.

"Thank you all the way, thank you for your hard work." Chang Sheng nodded and walked to the coffin.

Qi Weishui opened the coffin himself and lifted off the lid, and saw that half of the remains were lying inside.

The remains were shattered, only half a body, and were completely half a skeleton. Not to mention identifying identities, it is difficult for men and women to distinguish.

Chang Sheng glanced at the remains and said nothing.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to speak, but that he doesn’t know what to say, and he can’t tell the truth or falsehood of the remains. Wouldn’t it be troublesome to say it wrong?

Chang Sheng didn't say anything, Qi Weishui had to say anything. The deputy sect leader frowned and said, "I don't know where this remains were found, and what evidence can prove that it is the Supreme Elder of my Qianyun Sect?"

"The remains were found by my sect leader of Longyan Sect. This is the sect leader's handwriting. Please check it out with Senior Chang and Sect leader Qi."

Tan Wuguang said as he took out a letter written by the leader of Longyan Sect and handed it to Qi Weishui. Qi Weishui did not dare to read it first and handed it to Chang Sheng.

After opening the envelope and taking out the letter, Chang Sheng took a rough look.

The letter is written in a very literary way, which means that the leader of Longyan Sect found half of the remains in a dangerous place in Longyan Kingdom. After multiple verifications, it was proved that it was related to the Supreme Elder of Qianyun Sect.

When he handed the letter to Qi Weishui, Chang Sheng still didn't say anything. He seemed to be pondering, and soon the letter was circulated by many elders Qianyun.

"I didn't say the location, there were no evidence, and there were no witnesses. With a letter, your Longyan Sect said that this dry bone was the Supreme Elder of Qianyun Sect. Isn't it too much?"

The person who spoke was a white-haired old woman who was leaning on a dragon head crutch. This man was the elder of the Minglei Valley Law Enforcement Hall, named Wan Jang, and was known for his severity.

"Not only have handwritten instructions, we also brought the oral instructions of the Supreme Elder of Longyan Sect." Tan Wuyao, who had never spoken, said at this time. As soon as he said this, everyone present was cheered up.
Chapter completed!