Chapter 841: success

Chapter 841
Qian Yilan's eyes shook. This was the first time she heard her father say something about grandpa.
Your grandfather is called Qian Jingyu?
Qian Yilan stood in front of the sacred stage, placed three sticks of incense respectfully on the ground, and then looked at his father Qianyan solemnly, "Where is the tomb of our thousand family ancestors? How did Grandpa die back then?"
"Your grandfather Qianjingyu died of suicide." Qianyan was trembling slightly. "He was framed by an adulterer and went to jail. He was unbearable and humiliated in prison, so he hit the wall and committed suicide. Then, your grandma took me. After leaving Thousand Family, within a few years, it is difficult to solve the knot and pass away."
"I came to Xingyimen by chance, but my status in Xingyimen is not high. There is no way to use the power of Xingyimen to return your grandfather's ashes to the tomb of the thousand ancestors, let alone... for you Grandpa clears his grievances and returns him to his innocence!"
Qianyan couldn't help but slapped himself, his eyes flushed, "I, Qianyan, I'm the Son of Man in vain."
"Dad." Qian Yilan hurriedly grabbed Qian Yan's arm, "Don't worry, I will fulfill this wish for you, and this is not just your wish alone."
The father and daughter looked at each other.
Qian Yilan's eyes were firm.
Qian Yan's emotions gradually subsided, "Your grandfather, originally one of the seven great families in Zhejiang-Hangzhou, and the heir to the head of the Qian family."
"What!" Qian Yilan's eyes showed shock, and she looked at Qian Yan a little bit incredulous.
Qianyan then said in a deep voice, "At that time, your grandfather had a very high status in the Qianjia. If there is no accident, he will inherit the seat of the previous generation of Patriarchs. However, everyone did not expect that at this moment, suddenly Wrong misfortune, I still remember that day, many criminal police surrounded Qian Jia Tuan Tuan to arrest your grandfather Qian Jingyu, the reason turned out to be that your grandfather killed a family of three overnight, including and murder of a young girl. This incident, It caused an uproar."
Qian Yan’s eyes were full of grief and indignation, "Your grandfather was framed, but the police have'iron evidence'. One of the witnesses is your grandfather’s pro-elder brother, Qian Jinghui! Your grandpa said that on the night of the crime, He was with Qian Jinghui all night, but when the police questioned him, Qian Jinghui, an old thief, not only denied it, but also personally led the police to search your grandpa’s room and found the so-called Evidence."
"Suddenly, your grandfather was expelled from the Thousand House and was in prison. Within a few days, there was news that he was unbearable and committed suicide by hitting a wall. Later, the old thief Qian Jinghui became the head of the Thousand House."
"Qianjia, Qian Jinghui." Qian Yilan's eyes couldn't help but a look of anger appeared.
"In the end, good and evil will be rewarded. If you do many unjust actions, you will die." On the side, Qian Yilan's mother Wan Yu sighed and said, "Not long ago, there was news that Qian Jinghui, the old thief, died strangely overnight. , It must be the eyes of the sky, and took away this old thief."
"If he doesn't die, I must have him kneel at Grandpa's grave and kowtow to confess his guilt." Qian Yilan's eyes were full of anger, and she became more determined. "Grandpa's spiritual position has been wandering outside for too long. No matter what, I will definitely Let grandpa return to the tomb of the thousand ancestors, and wish him rest in peace."
Qianyan's eyes were full of tears, and he had been looking forward to this day for a long time.
When Qianjia became stronger and he couldn't see any hope, his daughter brought him full of hope.
...
Xixi Wetland Park back mountain, top of the mountain.
The white clothes are dazzling.
The figure turned into nine afterimages, accompanied by a dazzling knife light.
After practicing the Moon Shadow Phantom Dust, Luo Feng had a deeper understanding of the first form of the Holy Sword Art, "Sword Light Phantom".
Under the sunlight, the golden glow is dazzling.
call out! call out! call out!
Luo Feng's figure suddenly moved, bursting into a fierce and powerful aura.
At this moment, Luo Feng realized the second type of the Holy Sword Jue.
"Hangdao immediately!"
The momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.
Cleave with one knife, like opening a mountain and splitting the sea.
call!
A huge crack appeared in the ground ahead, and it blasted open.
Thick smoke billowed up and slowly dispersed.
Luo Feng held the Jiuli Sacred Sword in his hand, and a bright light was wiped across his eyes.
"The nine styles of the holy sword tactics, the first style, the phantom of the sword light. The second style, the horizontal sword is on the horse. Between the two styles, the sword power is completely different. The first style lies in coincidence, and the second style pays more attention to Yu Li!" Picture after picture appeared in Luo Feng's mind.
"There are yin and yang, high and low, light and heavy..." Luo Feng seemed to feel that he had caught something at once, and his eyes slowly closed, letting the sun shine on him. After a long time, Luo Feng's eyes suddenly opened. ,"I understand!"
Whoosh!
Luo Feng's figure immediately rushed towards the air-raid shelter he had specially opened for alchemy.
From the sword technique, it extends to alchemy.
The process of refining the Blood Pill by himself kept failing because he neglected an important part of it.
Strength of dropping medicine.
One section determines success or failure.
Moreover, it is connected everywhere.
Luo Feng quickly opened the furnace for alchemy.
The raging flames are burning...
Luo Feng's expression was also unprecedentedly focused.
It seemed to be immersed in the scene of successfully refining a blood pill. The difference is that this time, Luo Feng did not rely on Meng, but truly understood the process of refining the blood pill.
It's just that whether it really succeeds depends on the test of time.
Strains of medicinal materials were thrown into the alchemy furnace.
Fire control, perfect!
The process of matching various medicinal materials is perfect!
Success is getting closer...
Luo Feng forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart and remained calm.
Before the precious blood pill is really successfully refined, there is no room for distraction.
Forget the passing of time outside.
call!
Finally reached the last step.
Above the furnace, blood sprayed out.
The blood-red smoke was exceptionally beautiful in Luo Feng's eyes.
Eighteen blood mists condense into a blood pill.
Luo Feng kept counting silently in his heart.
Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief until the eighteenth blood mist sprayed up.
This time, it finally became!
He truly mastered the method of refining the blood pill.
This means that as long as Luo Feng is willing and willing to spend time on refining, he will have an inexhaustible blood pill in his hands.
At this moment, the Jiuli Saint Sabre in Luo Feng's body began to move around again.
Precious Blood Pill, for it, is also a great tonic.
call! call! call!
The blood mist kept spraying out.
Gradually weakened...
Luo Feng counted secretly in his heart, his eyes could not help showing surprise, "Nine Precious Blood Pills! There are a total of nine Precious Blood Pills in this furnace. Moreover, all of them are of high quality and there are no semi-finished products."
Luo Feng waved his hand and put away all the nine precious blood pills. After thinking about it, he still rewarded the Jiuli Sacred Sword.
In the martial arts world, Luo Feng also has this capital, holding the blood pill that can make people reborn, wash the marrow and cut the bones, and let the mediocre genius.
This is going to be spread...I wonder how many people want to be Luo Feng's knives...