Looking at the place to ward off evil spirits, the dragon king's face showed a solemn look, this adventure encountered by the ancestors of the Song family may not be simple......

"At that time, when the Qing court was worried about internal and external troubles, and when the war was fought for many years, the ancestor fled to Nanyang alone, and came to the United States, relying on a large amount of money given by the merchant, and took root, and since then my Song family has flourished here, and gradually improved. In my grandfather's generation, the family was well-off, so the sons went their separate ways and returned to China, leaving only my father in the United States. Song Xiaoren's tone was melancholy, and he took a few steps forward with his cane, "The ancestors kept in mind the teachings of the ancestors, kept their promises, and classified this land of town treasures as an ancestral hall, and no one was allowed to enter without permission, only hoping that someone could retrieve the sword box by themselves, but a hundred years later, with a snap of their fingers, no one came to retrieve the lost property...... Until, until that winter......"

Speaking of this, Song Xiaoren unconsciously glanced at Song Chuyu, his eyes full of sadness.

Everyone listened to him quietly, and in this bleak courtyard, only the sound of a few cold plum branches swaying slightly.

"That winter, it was the day of ancestor worship, and women were never allowed to enter the ancestral hall...... After the adults worshiped their ancestors, they forgot to lock this door, and it happened that Chu Yu sneaked in here when he was young and ignorant......"

"Such an evil thing, when it is thrown into the deep sea valley, it will never be in trouble!" The dragon king couldn't help but shout angrily, he knew what was going on, and he didn't have the heart to listen to it anymore.

"No, the ancestors of my Song family are all faithful people, how can they be untrustworthy when they come to me?" Song Xiaoren shook his head and sighed: "Now I only hope that the two of you can think of a way to resolve it, so as not to cause it to regenerate disasters and harm people." Chu Yu accidentally touched this stone tablet back then, if it weren't for her mother's life to save her, I am afraid that she would have lost her life, I think this is also the fault of our elders, I failed to follow the trust, in fact, I can't complain about ......others."

Song Chuyu was sucked away by the things under this stone tablet, so he was particularly afraid of cold, his body function was unbalanced, and he visited famous doctors all over the place, but it was ineffective.

The catastrophe in the past, now mentioned, still makes Song Chuyu tremble, there is no trace of blood on her face, the adventure in her childhood brought her not only extraordinary pain, but also the loss of her mother, that tragic scene, she will never forget......

"Have you seen anything in the sword box?" Ye Fan had been thinking about the possible origin of this thing, searching through his past memories, but he still had no clue. It can suck away the essence of human life, suppress it in the underground sword box, and also reveal visions, this thing is very likely to originate from the cultivation realm, but what it is, he can't guess.

"Probably only the ancestors have seen ......" Song Xiaoren sighed, "I invited you here this time, just to inform the cause and effect of this, but I ask everyone to work together to have a perfect strategy, which not violates the word Xinyi, but also resolves the murderous power of this thing." If you can get what you want, you can agree to any request!"

Song Xiaoren heard from his granddaughter about what happened in Taipei that day, and after thinking twice, he decided to take the opportunity to open a fragrant hall and take a risk. It happened that the Dragon King came to the door a few days ago, and at first Song Xiaoren thought that he was the one who was looking for the lost item of the sword box, but later he learned that the Dragon King had a deep relationship with his dead daughter-in-law, so he did not hide it and explained the death of Long Xuemei.

Thirty years ago, because of Long Qianqiu, the pair of brothers and sisters who had a good impression of each other broke with each other, Long Xuemei went away and married Song Xiaoren's eldest son, cutting off all contact with the country.

Over the years, the relationship between the Dragon King and Long Qianqiu has become incomprehensible to outsiders, and it seems that he has suffered an emotional blow, and the whole person has a withdrawn temperament and is difficult to communicate, but his martial arts cultivation is becoming more and more refined day by day, until he breaks through the shackles and enters the ranks of martial saints!

In the battle of Maoshan, Long Qianqiu was defeated by Qingfeng Zhenren, and Dragon City has completely collapsed since then, and no one knows where Long Canghai went. In fact, in order to clarify the misunderstanding in the past, he went to the United States alone to find the little junior sister, not to retrace the frontier, but simply because he wanted to let go of those obsessions and shackles in his heart and seek a way to break through the realm of martial saints.

However, after decades of separation, Long Xuemei has long since died and is no longer in the world. Long Canghai heard the bad news, he was silent for a long time, sat in the snow for several days, did not enter a drop of water, and did not talk to anyone, even Song Xiaoren had no way to take him, so he could only ask someone to secretly inquire about the past deeds of the Dragon King over the years, in order to find someone to persuade him.

Song Xiaoren later knew that there was a past enmity between Ye Fan and the Dragon King, perhaps this was an opportunity for the two to eliminate their hatred, and with the help of the two of them, one could cure Song Chuyu's cold intolerance, and the other was to try to see if he could solve the historical problems left by his ancestors once and for all.

The past and the past, as far as the mysterious merchant a hundred years ago, and as close as the sword box buried under the evil beast, all made the audience sigh and sigh, and their imagination was endless.

Back in front of him, Song Xiaoren's request sounded like human nature, but Ye Fan looked indifferent and asked again: "Do you really agree to any conditions?"

Song Xiaoren didn't hesitate, and nodded categorically: "But it doesn't hurt to say it! as long as my Song family can do it!"

This matter has become his heart disease, if he can't get a result in his lifetime, he Song Xiaoren will be difficult to see even if he is in the ground. When he retired from Hongmen, it was precisely because of the blow to him that this incident hit him, and the Song family has always had a transcendent position in Hongmen, which is not only boosted by Mr. Sun's influence, but also because they want to consolidate their own position and find news of the descendants of the owner of the sword box in the rivers and lakes......

"Okay, I want you to use the influence of the Song family to pull down the helmsman of Hongmen!"

"What, what......" Song Xiaoren's face darkened suddenly.

"Why?" Song Chuyu asked this question on behalf of everyone.

Ye Fan put his hands behind his back and said: "It's very simple, I want Hongmen to be in chaos, and the overseas Chinese world must be injected with fresh blood, no matter who leads Hongmen in the future, they will obey my orders from all over the world." ”

Song Xiaoren's eyes were straight, and there was anger and shock in them, this kid's ambition was really as the outside world said, his appetite was too huge...... With the influence of the Song family, it can indeed be done, but it is too unkind and unjust, and the conscience cannot pass this threshold.

Whether to agree or not to agree, this question is really difficult enough for Song Xiao.

Long Canghai let out a cold snort in his nose, obviously impatient, without saying a word, he stepped out, stood on the left side of the stele, and reached out to grab the stele on the back of the evil spirit!

The thousand-pound stone tablet and the evil beast were grabbed by him with one palm, and with the soil, they were thrown into the corner of the courtyard by Long Canghai with a bang!

Song Xiaoren only had time to let out an exclamation, and the stone monument and divine beast that had been painstakingly guarded for a hundred years were destroyed by the Dragon King.

The dragon king raised his palm in one hand, and the earth poured out from below, like a volcano erupting violently, and under the head of the evil beast in this town, a rectangle of cement and red bricks was suddenly revealed!

Even if it is placed in the sword box, and the seal is poured, and the stone tablet of the divine beast is applied to suppress it, the things in it can still kill people, and what you see in front of you is really breathtaking.

"What a heavy murderous aura!" Long Canghai stared at the rectangular stone mound under his feet, and sighed in his mouth, "Come out for me!"

Bang!

As soon as he stepped on the stone mound made of concrete bricks, the invisible indigo glow of the sky immediately dissipated, and the rubble scattered from under his feet, revealing a dark corner inside.

"Huh, meteoric iron!?" Long Canghai's eyelids jumped slightly, he was the closest, and he naturally saw it most clearly.

The material from which the sword case was cast was actually from extraterrestrial meteoric iron!

Ye Fan's gaze fell on the pitch-black sword box, and his eyes suddenly became extremely terrifying!

Long Canghai only recognized that it was meteoric iron, but he didn't know that the material used to create the sword box was the extremely rare kettle iron among meteoric iron! The word cauldron originated from ancient artifacts, and was mostly used to hold things, such as various cooking foods. The kettle iron is the best utensils material among the irons, which can block most of the poison, heat, cold, evil and murderous gases......

The sword box made of kettle iron still hasn't been able to completely isolate the murderous aura inside, and if the contents are exposed, I don't know what kind of terrifying results will be caused!

"Buzzing ......" At this moment, the pitch-black sword box at the foot of Long Canghai actually began to tremble out of thin air, and the stones on it were all cracked, and a thick and heavy ancient murderous aura contained a certain throbbing and excitement, as if there was still a trace of impatience, about to break the ground and vent out!