All the inn's psychics stared at the owner of the hand with wide eyes.

No one expected that the waiter kneeling on the ground, an ordinary mortal, could catch the wine glass? You must know that this bearded man is an early stage master of the Yuanshen Realm. Even if he didn't use all his strength, even a master of the Spirit Gathering Realm could not take it, let alone an ordinary mortal.

However, when people saw Peng Jun's left hand covered with blood when he took the wine glass, everyone's expression became even more strange. Some people even believed that Peng Jun was able to catch the wine glass was just a coincidence, but the bearded man only felt his face hot. If this matter was spread, what kind of face would he have to meet relatives and friends? He was caught by a mortal? He grabbed the wine jar on the table and smashed it hard at the waiter. If this matter was spread, wouldn't he become the laughing stock of everyone? The anger erupted in his heart made the bearded man use all his strength and throw it out of the wine jar.

"disease!"

"Bang!" A muffled sound exploded again with the sound of the wine jar cutting through the air. This time, a thick hand used the wine jar, which made everyone unbelievable that the wine jar did not explode. When they saw Lu Jiang sitting, everyone looked shocked and suspicious. All of them saw that the bearded man threw the wine jar with all his strength, trying to kill the waiter. Now, the spirit scholars in the spirit gathering realm actually took over the full-strength attack of the bearded man in the early stage of the Yuanshen realm, which made these spirit scholars in the marginal small town feel incredible.

Lu Jiang put the wine jar on the table and stared at Pengjun calmly and said, "Stand up, I know your purpose and your secret. Whether it is you Pengjun or Pengwang, as long as you become my disciple, don't have a second heart. No matter how extraordinary you are, I can kill you all!!" Lu Jiang's words were dull, but they contained endless confidence. His words exploded in Pengjun's ears like thunder. He stared at Lu Jiang in a daze, his face full of disbelief, but after he reacted, he quickly bowed three times and bowed nine times, and said in great surprise: "Pengjun pays homage to Master!"

Lu Jiang glanced at Pengjun calmly and said, "Don't be too hasty. I will go to your residence and wait for you. Three days later, if you can come to see me with his head, I will accept you as your disciple!" As he said that, Lu Jiang left a spirit stone. He stood up and walked out of the inn in astonishment.

After a while, there was a noise in the inn. All the spiritual soldiers looked at Pengjun, and their eyes were full of mockery. Yi Pengjun, an ordinary mortal, wanted to kill a master of the Yuanshen realm? This was undoubtedly a shaking tree, and the bearded man was even more pale. He was angry. He stared at Pengjun with his eyes, and the muffled bones sounded from his body. He sternly said: "Boy, if you don't kill that kid, I will kill you now!"

Peng Jun, who was kneeling on the ground, clenched his hands into fists. He didn't expect Lu Jiang to set such a problem for him. After his face changed, he stood up and didn't even look at the bearded man. He ran out of the inn gate, and a loud laughter came from the inn. Someone said, "Fellow Taoist, are you just letting go of this arrogant and ignorant spiritual scholar and this waiter in the spirit gathering realm?"

"Haha, just two clowns. If I want to kill such a person, when will I finish killing him? Haha!" said the bearded man laughing, but his eyes were full of solemnity and fear. Lu Jiang easily took his full blow and could not break the wine jar. How could he not see the mystery? Although he wanted to kill Lu Jiang to relieve his ruthlessness, he had already become smooth after years of polishing the Daoyuan Tian's bottom.

After Lu Jiang left the inn, he did not stay in the edge of the town. He left the town and flew towards the place where Peng Jun lived. Half a quarter of an hour later, Lu Jiang fell in front of the wooden house, sat cross-legged, and entered meditation.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

When the morning sun gradually enveloped the earth, Lu Jiang opened his eyes from meditation. He stared at the figure who was staggering and slowly walking towards him. A hint of horror appeared in Lu Jiang's eyes. Peng Jun was just an ordinary mortal, who actually killed the bearded man in the Yuanshen realm? Or, Peng Jun's strength is enough to compete with the US dollar realm? Will Peng Jun's strength be improved and Peng Jun's strength will increase exponentially? If so, in the future, Peng Jun... Thinking back to what he heard three days ago, a sharp murderous intent flashed through Lu Jiang's eyes.

While Lu Jiang was pondering, Peng Jun carried something in his right hand, covered with bloodstains on his body, and walked over in ragged clothes. He walked to Lu Jiang, the head in his hand fell, kneeled on his knees, and said weakly: "Peng Jun lived up to his master's high hopes, killed... this person!!"

This man's head is the bearded man.

Lu Jiang stared at Peng Jun with a calm expression. When he was about to speak, Peng Jun fell to the ground and fainted. I am afraid that killing the bearded man was the last to force. Looking at the head of the bearded man, Lu Jiang had no pity in his eyes. He was going to follow the path of demons. When Tianyun Sect was destroyed by him, the good thoughts he had disappeared.

After pondering for a while, Lu Jiang stood up, took out a pill, put it into Pengjun's mouth, and continued to return to his original position and meditate and practice.

Half a day later, Pengjun woke up from his coma. He hesitated for a little while before recalling everything. He quickly sat up and looked at Lu Jiang who was sitting cross-legged. A hint of joy appeared on his face. He did not wake up Lu Jiang, but stood up and entered the wooden room.

When Lu Jiang opened his eyes, a table full of wine and meat was neatly placed on the table, and Peng Jun stood quietly aside. When he saw Lu Jiang open his eyes, Peng Jun said happily: "Master, you are awake! This is a delicacy made by your disciple. I hope Master can like it."

Lu Jiang glanced at Pengjun, nodded slightly, then stood up, sat on the stool, Pengjun poured a glass of wine for Lu Jiang, and then stood back to his original place.

"You sit down too!" Lu Jiang took a sip of the strong wine and said calmly.

Pengjun was stunned, and then he sat next to Lu Jiang nervously, picked up the dishes and tasted the food uneasily.

Gradually, Lu Jiang remained silent, which made Peng Jun more and more uneasy. He pondered for a little while. He took a deep breath and plucked up the courage: "Master, you must know the secret of your disciple, and you also know the hostility of his in my body towards you, but this does not mean Peng Jun."

Lu Jiang ignored it. Seeing this, Pengjun struggled for a while and said, "Master, let me tell you a story."

"In the past, there was a family of single-borns. This family has a long inheritance. Since Henggu, it has been baptized and washed away by the Daoyuantian race again and again. This is because the bloodline of this family contains a shocking secret. The soul of the ancestor is asleep in the body of the people of each family. The soul of the ancestor has become stronger and stronger since Henggu inheritance, and enslaved this family. Every person in the family will be absorbed by the soul of the ancestor until he dies and become a tool for his cultivation. Over the years, in order to get rid of this, the strength of each person in the family will be absorbed by the soul of the ancestor and become a tool for his cultivation.

The slavery of the soul of the ancestors. No one in this family has ever been involved in spiritual sects. They have lived their lives in a simple way, but this cannot break free from the slavery of the soul of the ancestors. This family can only have one clan member forever. Nine years ago, a human tragedy was born. A young man's father killed his mother and then committed suicide. Five years ago, the young man's grandfather also committed suicide, leaving the young man alone. The young man had thought of committing suicide and eliminating the curse, but the young man's grandfather once said that meeting someone with nine silkworms can help the family eradicate the curse."

Pengjun's words were slow and low. His words made Lu Jiang frown slightly, but he didn't expect that there would be such strange stories in the world. He looked at them and struggled. Pengjun, who had already blurred tears, narrowed his eyes slightly and did not interrupt his words.

"From then on, this young man swore with the heart of Tao that he would uproot the soul of the ancestor from this family, and this family, called the Curse clan, a race that was cursed by the soul of the ancestor!!" Peng Jun clenched his fists and said with special grief.

"That Peng Yan is the soul of this ancestor?" Lu Jiang pondered for a moment and asked.

"Yes, but not all, the soul of the ancestor has been sleeping. Peng Yan is just a clone of the soul of the ancestor and a reincarnation of his. After the soul of the ancestor wakes up, this family will disappear in the world forever!" Peng Jun raised his head, and tears fell unstoppable.

"Tell me how the nine silkworms should grow!" Lu Jiang glanced at Pengjun and said.

"You dare!!" Suddenly Peng Jun's expression suddenly became ferocious, and a powerful aura spread out from his body. Lu Jiang's eyes narrowed and he stared at Peng Jun tightly.

Pengjun's face changed again, and he struggled and said, "I will eradicate you from my body. Master, the nine silkworms on your shoulders are still in their youth, and they should not even swallow all their shells. Once he swallows them, he can transform into the first level of nine silkworms, which is the first-level pattern power of his body. The reason why the nine silkworms are the strongest ferocious beasts is because they can absorb the essence and blood of nine powerful races and exert the strongest power of the nine major races. Once the power of these nine major races is integrated, the nine silkworms will transform into..."

Pengjun seemed to be struggling. His words were spoken very quickly, but before he could finish his words, a flame erupted from his body, and the flame turned into a hand and leaned towards Lu Jiang's shoulder.

Lu Jiang's body was so fast that he hind his legs. He was covered with bronze scales. Lu Jiang stared at Peng Jun coldly. No, he should be called Peng Wang. He said calmly: "I won't kill you, I will ask Peng Jun to eradicate you from his body in person!"

"Haha!! Do you think you can do it? Even if the demon is, he cannot dare to say such a crazy word. Boy, hand over nine silkworms, I will spare you. Once my deity wakes up, no one can save you, including the demon, the number one demon in the Chaos!!" "Pengjun" looked particularly ferocious, and he was sizzling flames and said loudly.

Lu Jiang's expression condensed. He didn't expect that Peng Yan knew the existence of the demon, which made Lu Jiang's heart pause. Could it be that the soul of the ancestor can run side by side with the demon?
Chapter completed!