One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

The latter realized he was in trouble and was about to make a quick getaway when he was grabbed by the collar.

Feng Shayan stared coldly at her idiotic younger brother, her fists cracking.

Feng Xingtong broke out in a cold sweat, trying to awaken the few remaining traces of familial affection her beautiful older sister had left.

"Sister, I'm your own brother!"

Feng Shayan's eyes still held an undiminished killing intent as she spoke, word by word:

"I like your grandpa's legs!"

"Don't you dare ask that question again..."

"I, Feng Shayan, will lose a younger brother and gain a younger sister who can only wear little skirts!"

Feng Xingtong: (=?Д?=)

...

A village more than a thousand kilometers away from Tianjin.

Jiajia Village.

It is famous for inheriting two great skills, "Object Control" and "Running Palm".

The art of manipulating objects,

One must nurture a specific object with Qi from childhood. Once a certain level and time have elapsed, this specific object will become one's 'natal object'.

Like a part of the body.

The earliest term for 'sword immortal'.

This comes from the art of manipulating objects.

Using weapons as an extension of their limbs, they are impossible to defend against and unpredictable.

Rushing Palm

Envelop your palm with Qi, and use your unique Qi to penetrate the enemy's skin and attack their internal organs.

Two traditions.

You only need to master one of them.

Then one can have a place in the world of supernatural beings.

Jia Family Ancestral Hall

At this time, hundreds of people had gathered around.

The wind rustled through the treetops, and with the sound of falling leaves, a leaf drifted down and gently landed on an old man's shoulder.

Hundreds of people surrounded the ancestral hall.

All that could be heard was the sound of the treetops swaying in the wind.

All eyes were on the old man.

The old man had a black cloth wrapped around his head.

He was leaning on a cane, the top of which was a hollow skull.

His eyes were cloudy, his face was aged, but he exuded a sharp and fierce aura.

Boom!

The cane fell heavily to the ground.

The old man's cloudy eyes hardened, and after glancing around, he spoke in a low, deep voice.

"None of you are giving this old man any peace of mind... What are you all trying to do here today? Try to kick this old man off the stage!"

Sasa...

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face pushed his way out of the crowd.

He said to the old man standing in the middle:

"Third Grandfather, you are the clan chief, and no one wants to do anything to you. We are here today to ask you to stop interfering."

As Jia Zhengyu's uncle, I must get an explanation for Xiaoyu's death!

Another middle-aged man wearing thick glasses stepped forward, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Elder Chief, we've watched Jia Zhengyu grow up. Although he's a bit lively, he's definitely not a bad person, and everyone likes him very much."

Now that this child has been murdered by a villain, his mother has fainted several times from grief. This revenge is a matter of honor for the entire Jiajia Village; it cannot go unavenged!

"Yes! This grudge cannot go unavenged!"

"That villain Bai Yuan killed people from our village; he must pay with his life!"

"Chop off his limbs and soak him in a jar!"

"Xiaoyu has always been kind; she couldn't even bear to kill an ant. But that bastard Bai Yuan killed this child!!"

"He deserves to die!"

"..."

The shouts and cries echoed throughout the ancestral hall in an instant.

Boom-!

The cane fell to the ground again.

"shut up!"

The scene was silent.

"Cough...cough!"

The old man standing in the middle coughed a few times, breathed heavily, and exhaled a long, stale breath.

"What are you brats doing getting involved?! When young people venture into the world, their lives are in the hands of fate, that's the village rule. I'm not dead yet, so you have to follow the rules!"

A man with pierced ears stepped forward.

"Isn't it just that they're afraid of the World Society? At worst, we, the people who avenge Jia Zhengyu, will sever ties with the village first, and then go kill that sorcerer!"

"That's right! What do we, Jiajia Village, have to fear from the World Association?"

"We're all risking our lives, who's afraid of who? We'll just fight if necessary!"

"Bai Yuan... he's just a coward. I can kill him by myself!"

"Elder Chief, there's news from the underworld that Bai Yuan possesses the Eight Extraordinary Skills. If we could capture him and bring him back to the village..."

The last person's voice faded away.

The hundreds of people in Jiajia Village fell silent.

Their eyes flickered at the same time.

"..."

The old clan chief looked at the various expressions on the faces of the clansmen around him.

His eyes narrowed slightly...

He sighed, then pointed to the bamboo slips behind him.

"Those who want revenge will draw lots to decide. Whoever draws a lot will have nothing to do with Jiajia Village today."

"From now on, you will be nameless guests."

"Also, keep a close eye on Jia Zhengliang and don't allow him to leave the house."

Bai Yuan...Eight Magic Skills...

This news has been circulating for the past few days.

Not many forces are known about it.

Therefore, it is unknown whether it is true or false.

But... it's captivating.

now,

Bai Yuan had incurred the enmity of their Jiajia Village, and this was an opportunity to test the waters and find a pretext...

We'd be willing to go toe-to-toe with the World Society...

Jiajia Village has been in decline for too long; this era is no longer suitable for asceticism. They need something new...

at this time,

What is happening at the Jiajia Village Ancestral Hall

Several 'mechanical mosquitoes' made by Ma Xianhong, scattered in a hidden corner, came into view.

Chapter 42 You little brat...you keep setting difficult questions for me!

A few days later,

Bai Yuan, wearing blue-light glasses, strolled out of the library with one hand in his pocket.

The library in Tianjin is quite large.

The collection of books inside is also very complete, which is very suitable for a scholar like myself to cultivate my mind and character.

Ding--!

A message popped up on the mobile app.

Bai Yuan sat on a public bench and opened his phone.

[Shocking! Lu Jin, one of the Ten Elders of our time and the head of the Lu family, will offer his Eight Extraordinary Skills—the Heaven-Reaching Talisman—as a reward at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony on Mount Longhu!]

Click on this trending topic: 'The Extraordinary People Circle'.

The comments section below has been flooded with countless messages.

"Oh my god, is this for real?! This bastard isn't just spreading rumors and playing a trick on us, is he?"

"Impossible! This information was released by Longhu Mountain!"

"The Heavenly Scroll...tsk tsk! Lu Jin actually brought out this thing, what big event is going to happen?"

"It's really interesting... First, the 'Luotian Grand Ceremony' at Longhu Mountain publicly selected the Zhengyi Celestial Master, and now Master Lu, who is also one of the Ten Elders, has brought out the Tongtian Scroll?!"

"The Luo Tian Grand Ceremony was already lively, and now it's even more so!"

"The Tongtian Talisman has even appeared... I reckon those demons from the Quanxing Sect are getting restless..."

"That's right! These are the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, who could resist them?"

"Hey, do you think those wicked people from the Quanxing Sect dare to go up Longhu Mountain and steal the Tongtian Scroll...?"

"..."

"I am a member of the Quanxing Demon Clan. I don't need 998 or 98, just 5 yuan to join the organization and come with me to Longhu Mountain to grab treasures!"

"1!"

"1"

"1"

"..."

Bai Yuan: 11111...

Users are all anonymous.

Subsequently,

He opened WeChat.

"A group for open and honest communication, where all genders can interact freely. (No pornographic content allowed)"

Gong Qing, the 1.85-meter-tall successor to the sect leader: