Qian Yilan's eyes were shocked, this was the first time she had heard her father say something about her grandfather.

His own grandfather, named Qian Jingyu?

Qian Yilan stood in front of the god platform, respectfully put three sticks of incense on the ground, and then looked at her father Qianyan with a solemn expression, "Where is the ancestral tomb of our Qianjia?

"Your grandfather, Qian Jingyu, died by suicide. Chihiko trembled slightly, "He was framed by a traitor, unjustly imprisoned, and was humiliated in prison, so he committed suicide by hitting the wall." Subsequently, your grandmother took me and left the Qianjia, but within a few years, she passed away because of the knot. ”

"I entered the Xingyi Gate by chance, but my status in the Xingyi Gate is not high, and there is no way to use the power of the Xingyi Gate to return your grandfather's ashes to the ancestral tomb of the Thousand Families, let alone ...... Clear your grandfather's grievances and return his innocence!"

Chihiko couldn't help but slap himself, his eyes were red, "I, Chihiko, am a son of man in vain." ”

"Dad. Qian Yilan hurriedly grabbed Qian Yan's arm, "Don't worry, I will definitely fulfill this wish for you, and this is not just your wish." ”

Father and daughter looked at each other.

Qian Yilan's gaze was firm.

Qianyan's emotions gradually calmed down, "Your grandfather was originally one of the seven great families in Zhejiang and Hangzhou, and the heir of the head of the thousand families. ”

"What!" Qian Yilan's eyes showed shock, and she looked at Qian Yan in disbelief.

Qian Yan then said in a deep voice, "At that time, your grandfather had a very high status in the Thousand Families, and if there were no accidents, he would naturally inherit the seat of the previous generation of Thousand Family Leaders. However, everyone didn't expect that at this time, there was a sudden disaster, I still remember that day, many criminal police surrounded thousands of families to arrest your grandfather Qian Jingyu, the reason was that your grandfather killed a family of three overnight, including a young girl. This incident caused an uproar. ”

Qianyan's eyes were full of grief and indignation, "Your grandfather was framed, but the police have 'ironclad evidence', one of the witnesses is your grandfather's eldest brother, Qian Jinghui! Your grandfather said that on the night of the crime, he was with Qian Jinghui all night, but when the police interrogated, Qian Jinghui, the old thief, not only denied it, but also personally took the police to search your grandfather's room, and found the so-called evidence in the room. ”

"Overnight, your grandfather was expelled from his family and imprisoned, and within a few days the news came that he had committed suicide by hitting a wall. Later, the old thief of Qian Jinghui became the head of the thousand families. ”

"Thousands of families, thousands of Jinghui. Qian Yilan's eyes couldn't help but show a look of hatred and anger.

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and many unrighteous deeds will kill themselves. On the side, Qian Yilan's mother Wan Yu sighed and spoke, "Not long ago, there was news that Qian Jinghui's old thief died mysteriously overnight, and he must have taken away this old thief." ”

"If he doesn't die, I must make him kneel in front of his grandfather's grave and kowtow and confess his sins. Qian Yilan's eyes glowed with anger, and at the same time she became more determined, "Grandpa's spiritual seat has been wandering outside for too long, no matter what, I will definitely let Grandpa return to the ancestral tomb of the Qianjia family, may he rest in peace." ”

Chihiko's eyes were filled with tears, and he had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

When the Qianjia became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't see any hope, his daughter brought him full of expectations.

……

The mountain behind Xixi Wetland Park, the top of the mountain.

Dressed in white with a knife, the light is dazzling.

The figure turned into nine afterimages, accompanied by a dazzling sword light.

After cultivating the Moon Shadow Phantom Dust, Luo Feng had a deeper understanding of the first form of the Holy Sword Technique, "Sword Light Phantom".

Under the sun, the golden light is dazzling.

Whoa!

Luo Feng's figure moved suddenly, bursting out with a powerful momentum.

At this moment, Luo Feng comprehended the second form of the Holy Sword Technique.

"Horizontal knife immediately!"

The momentum of sweeping thousands of armies like a sweep.

A knife is like opening a mountain and splitting the sea.

Call!

A huge crack appeared in the ground ahead, and it exploded with a bang.

Smoke billowed up and slowly dispersed.

Luo Feng held the Jiuli Holy Knife in his hand, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"The Nine Styles of the Holy Sword Technique, the first style, the Phantom of Sword Light. The second type, the horizontal knife is immediate. Between these two formulas, the knife posture is completely different. The mystery of the first style lies in ingenuity, while the second style pays more attention to force!" Luo Feng thought of pictures one after another.

"There is yin and yang, high and low, light and heavy, ......" Luo Feng seemed to feel that he had caught something all of a sudden, his eyes pressed up gently, letting the sun shine on his body, after a long time, Luo Feng's eyes suddenly opened, "I understand!"

Sou!

Luo Feng's figure immediately rushed towards the direction of the air-raid shelter that he had specially opened up for alchemy.

From the knife technique, it extends to alchemy.

The process of refining the Blood Pill by himself kept failing because he neglected an important part of it.

The strength of the drop.

A small section can make or break a success.

Moreover, one place, everywhere.

Luo Feng quickly opened the furnace for alchemy.

A roaring flame burned......

Luo Feng's expression was also unprecedentedly focused.

It seems to be immersed in the picture of successfully refining a furnace of Treasure Blood Pill at the beginning, the difference is that this time, Luo Feng did not rely on Meng, but truly comprehended the process of refining the Blood Pill.

It's just that whether it can really succeed depends on the test of time.

One by one, the medicinal herbs were thrown into the alchemy furnace.

Fire control, perfect!

The process of matching various medicinal herbs is perfect!

Closer and closer to success......

Luo Feng forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart and kept calm.

Before the Blood Pill is truly refined, there is no room for distraction.

Forget about the passage of time outside.

Call!

Finally came the final step.

On the Dan furnace, a mist of blood erupted.

The blood-red smoke, in Luo Feng's eyes, was extremely beautiful.

Eighteen blood mist condensed into a Blood Pill.

Luo Feng's heart has been silently counting.

It wasn't until the eighteenth blood mist erupted that Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, it's finally done!

Himself, he has truly mastered the method of refining the Blood Pill.

This means that as long as Luo Feng is willing and willing to spend time refining it, he will have an inexhaustible Blood Pill in his hands.

At this moment, the Jiuli Holy Knife in Luo Feng's body began to move again.

The Blood Pill is also a great tonic for it.

Whew, whew!

The blood mist kept spewing out.

Gradually weakening......

Luo Feng secretly counted in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but show surprise, "Nine Blood Pills! There are nine Blood Pills in this furnace." Moreover, all are of the highest quality, there are no semi-finished products. ”

Luo Feng put away all the nine Blood Pills with a wave of his hand, thought about it, and rewarded one Jiuli Holy Knife.

In the martial arts world, Luo Feng has this capital, and he can take the Blood Pill that can make people reborn, wash the marrow and cut the bones, and let the mediocre genius be used to feed the knife.

It's going to get out...... I don't know how many people want to become Luo Feng's knife......