People are fame and trees are shadows!
As soon as the foundation-building cultivator appeared, no one dared to ignore him.
The two elders stopped cursing almost at the same time and looked at Wei Chengwo at the same time.
Seeing this, Wei Chengwo nodded in satisfaction and said, "Please listen to me, both of you. You are all descendants of the Zhao family. Blood is thicker than water, and there is no deep hatred between us. Don't ruin the harmony over a mere Foundation Establishment Pill."
At this point, he turned to look at Zhao Jinding and said, "Jinding, I watched you grow up. As a relative and elder, I want to be fair. Your eldest branch has indeed gone too far in recent years. In the past hundred years, has the second branch of the Zhao family ever obtained a foundation-building pill?"
"That's—"
Just as Zhao Jinding was about to argue, he was suppressed by Wei Chengwo's foundation-building pressure.
"So, I think the Foundation Establishment Pill should be given to the second wife this time. Coincidentally, King Kong has already reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. Giving the Foundation Establishment Pill to him won't be a waste at all."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the second house was ecstatic, while everyone in the first house was extremely depressed.
At this moment, Zhao Jinding suddenly groaned and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
By resorting to self-harm, he broke free from Wei Chengwo's restraints, and angrily said, "This is my Zhao family's affair. Senior Wei's meddling in matters like this has already undermined the justice of the world of cultivation."
snort!
Zhao Jingang suddenly snorted coldly, "You actually even know the word justice. Justice is in the hearts of the people! Old Ancestor Wei couldn't stand your first branch, so he came out to speak a word of justice. He's right. This time, even if it's our turn, it should be our second branch's turn."
"How dare you, Zhao Jingang, actually go against our ancestors' teachings and let outsiders into Tongxin Hall. Do you still have your ancestors in your eyes? When you die, how are you going to explain to them?" Zhao Jinding said angrily.
When Zhao Sheng heard this, he thought to himself, "Our ancestors are watching us, what the hell are you doing? You're just a bunch of idiots, like rats giving birth to cubs, each one worse than the last."
Zhao Jingang sneered and was about to speak.
At this moment, three people suddenly walked in from outside Tongxin Hall.
The one walking in the middle of the three was a middle-aged monk wearing a purple robe embroidered with a small golden sword.
This man had red hair and a golden face, and a strong physique. He unabashedly released a powerful foundation-building pressure.
On his left was an old woman with chicken skin and white hair, and on his right was a young man, handsome and elegant, with a sunny and cheerful temperament. However, a pair of narrow fox eyes on his face slightly destroyed his sunny and cheerful temperament.
"A foundation-building cultivator from the Ziyang Sect!"
"Great, Jin Fu brought people to rescue us."
"Yes, I have the golden talisman. I wonder how the second branch can still act so arrogantly."
The situation on the main house was like water dropped into a frying pan, and it exploded all of a sudden. Everyone quickly showed excitement, raised their heads, and straightened their chests.
The reinforcements they had been waiting for finally arrived!
On the other hand, everyone in the second house felt like they had lost their parents.
Zhao Sheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the young man arrive in time. However, after looking at the performance of Zhao Jingang and Wei Chengwo, his heart tightened again.
Nothing else!
The two were so calm, not showing any signs of panic at all.
You have to know that the man's name is Zhao Jinfu, a member of the Zhao family's eldest branch and the direct great-great-grandson of Zhao Zhongge, the Zhao family's foundation-building master. His position is unquestionable.
Zhao Jinfu was born with three spiritual roots of gold, fire and wood, among which gold spiritual root accounts for 70%. He can be said to be the most talented in the 300-year history of the Zhao family.
Six years ago, he successfully became a disciple of Ziyang Sect and reached the seventh level of Qi Refining at the age of 28.
Zhao Jinding was excited and waved repeatedly, saying, "Jin Fu, you've finally arrived! Did you invite this senior here?"
As he spoke, he looked at the Zi Yang Sect's foundation-building cultivator with awe.
However, there was no smile on Zhao Jinfu's face.
He coldly questioned, "The Ten Thousand Miles Line Talisman can only be used in the most dangerous of times. Each family only has one, and you actually dared to use it for such a small matter. It seems I was right! The Zhao family is rotten to the core."
"Jin Fu, what do you mean by this?" Zhao Jinding was stunned when he heard this and asked in surprise and doubt.
Zhao Jinfu raised his voice and said in front of everyone, word for word: "I say the Zhao family is rotten to the core. It's better not to stay here!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was in an uproar, even the second wife was no exception.
Fight as much as you can, make as much noise as you can!
To be honest, the person in the entire Zhao family who is most likely to build a foundation is only Zhao Jinfu.
One of the main reasons why the Zhao family has been living in such a tight financial situation in recent years is that they have invested a lot of cultivation resources in Zhao Jinfu.
Even though the two elders were fighting for the foundation-building pill to the point of almost losing their brains, no one in the Zhao family knew whether they could build the foundation.
After all, the success rate of foundation building of one in ten is too low, and not everyone is as "lucky" as Patriarch Yujie.
Zhao Jingang suddenly stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Jin Fu, what are you talking about? You're the direct great-great-grandson of the Zhongge Patriarch. If you don't stay in the Zhao family, where else can you go?"
At this moment, the old woman with chicken skin and white hair suddenly spoke. Her voice was in stark contrast to her appearance, and her tone was unusually clear.
"He can go back to the Wei family with me!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Jinding flew into a rage and shouted, "Who are you? This is our Zhao family's internal affair. You, an outsider, have no right to butt in on it."
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, a giant khaki palm flashed by, and Zhao Jinding was instantly slapped away for a long distance, fell to the ground, and vomited blood.
"Foundation-building cultivator!"
No one expected that this unremarkable old woman was actually a foundation-building cultivator.
"How dare you!" The old woman finally spat out two words coldly.
Tongxin Hall suddenly became dead silent.
hehe!
At this moment, the Ziyang Sect's Foundation Establishment cultivator suddenly chuckled twice, stepped forward, and said with a smile, "I received a mission from the sect, originally to provide a rescue. Before I came, I thought your Zhao family was on the verge of collapse. Now it seems like a complete farce!"
At this point, his tone suddenly turned cold, and he scolded harshly: "Nonsense! Is this how you are supposed to use the Ten Thousand Miles One Line Talisman that my Zi Yang Sect issued?
"You, the Zhao family, are such a disappointment. For a bunch of you losers, Grandmaster Han used up all his connections and favors to let you renew the lease of Longli Lake for two hundred years. Now it seems that he was completely wrong!"
"Excuse me, senior, who are you and Patriarch Han?" Zhao Jingang asked in surprise.
At this time, Zhao Jinfu took the initiative to introduce: "Uncle Chen's master is the sword-crazy Taoist."
When the Zhao family heard this, they understood everything instantly.
The Sword-Crazy Taoist was the eldest disciple of the ancestor Han Xuanwu. He had a very good relationship with the Zhao family back then, and to be more precise, he was closer to the second branch.
Zhao Jingang's face lit up with joy as he said happily, "So you're family, Senior Chen. I'm Zhao Jingang, from the second branch of the Zhao family. I apologize for my disrespect just now."
This "Uncle Chen" waved his hand and swung out a sword light, stopping Zhao Jingang from bowing.
At the same time, he said in a gentle tone: "Master Han is the person I, Chen Zichuan, admire the most. Your second branch has his bloodline, so there is no need to be so polite."
Zhao Jingang's expression became even more excited, and he withdrew his bow.