He turned around with his wrist, and the tip of the pen was heavily on the 'Ai, and the last stroke of the character "如再" was closed, and he spit out the turbid air. He looked left and right, and felt that the elegiac couplet was well written, so he finally stopped satisfied.

Qi Xiu likes to write inscriptions, and everyone in the northwest of Baishan is known. No one in the Chu-Qin League does not mind to meet their preferences. If you have the opportunity to write inscriptions, you will definitely give this Chu-Qin lord, which will cause one or two Qi-Xiu’s calligraphy to be in the mountains of the Chu-Qin area. Xiong Tiebi died, and Qi Xiu went to Beilie Mountain to mourn today. The Xiong family will naturally give him a chance to write on the spot.

However, this time I wrote the elegiac couplet. No one would come up to flatter me as usual and applauded me. Qi Xiu smacked his lips and was a little uncomfortable. He handed the elegiac couplet to the Xiong family and asked them to hang it on.

The old man could have lived for a long time, but after the sudden death of Baishan's God, the clouds were already covered with clouds. Baishan, which was about to start a war, was suddenly blown by a wind of peace. The reversal of the situation brought about a price decline, which made the northern families who were originally making great fortunes very unhappy. But he was just a foolish thing. Before the truce, he ordered a large number of fighting magic weapons from Wanbao Pavilion, thinking that when the war in the south started, the prices would rise again and make a big difference.

As a result, the sudden peace caused prices to collapse, but Wanbao Pavilion did not dare to lose the accounts. The Xiong family in Beilieshan suddenly lost all their money. The old man, who was already in a twilight years, kicked his feet and felt sad.

"After I formed a elixir, he was very energetic, but he was still inevitably incorporated into the Chu Qin Alliance and kept holding back his resentment. This time, the southern chaos was in chaos. He was bearish that the Qi family in Qushan was produced and sold, and he made a lot of money. Our Xiong family was behind the crowd and was particularly dissatisfied, so he walked this fork..."

Xiong Shisi concealed Qi Xiu without any concealment and told Xiong Tiebi's plan to tell him everything. He first formed a pill and was very arrogant. Because of this, he could tolerate it than Old Man Xiong and had the capital tolerate it. He is very obedient in front of Qi Xiu, and he is much more scheming than when he was fighting with Mo Jianxin back then.

Qi Xiu nodded. This attitude is exactly what he wants. It would be great if he doesn't expect the other party's loyalty from the bottom of his heart.

"In fact, it's not considered a fork in the road. It's probably a matter of time before chaos breaks out in the south. The goods on Wanbao Pavilion can be eaten and stored, just external things, there is nothing that cannot be solved."

Qi Xiu comforted him a few words. Originally, he wanted to clear up with Wanbao Pavilion, and then sell his favor to Xiong Shisi and get this favor, but the head of Wanbao Pavilion in Heihefang seemed to be very unwilling to buy into Chu Qinmen. Last time, he refused to give help before the battle between Qixiu and Huo Bai. This time, he refused his request to plead for the Xiong family and re-discuss the transaction.

"The monks in the business alliance like Wanbao Pavilion have very mixed origins. For example, the head of Heihefang heard that they were from the Five Peaks of Qiyun. You know that the Qiyun Sect, the Gao family and the Pei family are the enemies of Shuangchu and my Chu Qin. Their two families have a certain status in Shuwu Peak and Wufeng. You are also part of my Chu Qin Alliance. In the future, you must be sure to follow your feet when interacting with the monks of Qiyun in the future..."

I simply took this opportunity to give me some advice to the heads of the alliance. After the establishment of the Chu-Qin League, I had to explain some things to these subordinates. The Gao family and the Pei family would not have the leisure to distinguish between Chu-Qinmen and Chu-Qin League. They would definitely be the same as those who stumbling on the Chu-Qin League. They could not let them pounce on them stupidly, and they would suffer a great loss like Xiong Tiebi this time.

Everyone expressed their teachings. She Yishan looked at Xiong Tiebi's coffin in the mourning hall, and his eyes were filled with remembrance, and suddenly sighed: "Oh, our era is over."

Ganlong and Qi Bingyan both felt sad and looked sad. Indeed, the heads of the family were actually the same generation as Qi Xiu, and there was no hope of building a pill. Now they are all in their late years. The era in Sheyishankou should be the time when the heroes compete for hegemony in the old land of the Luo family.

Of course, for Qixiu now, the two words need to be quoted, but at that time, it was indeed the golden age for Xiong Tiebi and others to be the head of family. At least, they didn’t have to live a life of relying on others and resting on others. At least, their chances were not lower than Qixiu at that time.

Xiong Tiebi's death marks the end of that generation and that era. Most of them will gradually reach the end of their lives in the next twenty years. Only Qi Xiu and a few lucky people will continue to be busy and chase with the golden elixir, or hold their lives firmly in their own hands, or continue to run in vain in this miserable cage in the world.

After a lot of lively, the guests began to say goodbye one after another. For the Xiong family, after Xiong Tiebi's death, the family officially entered the Xiong Shisi era. As long as the head of the Jindan family is here, although he is temporarily owed a lot of money, the future will definitely get better and better. In the next three hundred years, as long as Xiong Shisi is not surprised, it will be easy to ensure that their family has a certain status in Baishan. The Xiong family has completed this funeral calmly. After the filial piety period, they are about to bow and take off their mourning clothes, but Mo Jianxin is visiting in person at this time.

"Well, you can't take off your mourning clothes."

Mo Jianxin himself also wore a brand new white mourning dress, and it was quite embarrassing to ask people to continue mourning. "The ten Yuanying Sects in Baishan jointly issued an order, and all the Baishan monks must mourn the God-Cultivating Ancestor..." He stretched out three fingers and said mourningly: "Three years."

"Three years"

The Xiong family all exclaimed, "I'm going to be mourned for three years, what a big rule."

"There is no way. Everyone does this, so our Chu Qin Alliance is naturally not easy to do special..." Mo Jianxin explained.

"It's okay, it should be, after all, it's rare to encounter the fall of the god..."

Xiong Shisi was helpless. The left and right were just the color of the clothes and the surface skills were nothing difficult for the monks. He ordered the Xiong family to continue mourning and pulled Mo Jianxin into the quiet room to ask alone.

"The ten families in Baishan are so united?"

He is worthy of being a Jindan monk. From one movement, he quickly grasped the key to the matter.

"I don't know..."

Mo Jianxin shook his head, "Anyway, I will definitely not be able to fight in these three years."

"well"

Xiong Shisi thought of the large warehouse of magic weapons in his home, and sighed sadly. Xiong Shisi followed Qi Wushuang and made a comeback in the war. Then he had saved up every year with Qi Xiu. Yucai, who had accumulated over the past hundred years, was all tied up by Xiong Tiebi, which made Xiong Shisi, who was the new leader, completely tied up his hands and feet.

"There is a saying in the common world that is called "A penny stumps the hero, I have only truly realized it now." He and Mo Jianxin were not acquainted. The two had a good relationship later. Some words were hard to say in front of Qi Xiu, but they could speak freely to Mo Jianxin.

Qi Xiu was prepared for this kind of thing, so Mo Jianxin pretended to ponder, then made a statement that he would make the decision, leaving a spiritual stone for the Xiong family to lent it, and then said goodbye and left.

My family was covered in white with white eyes as if they were thinking of the mountain. When they walked into the clifftop hall, they heard Yao Qing's voice, "It's a bit strange for Buddhist sects to do this. Be careful that the ten Yuanying Sects in Baishan have set up suspicious arrays and deliberately created the illusion of horses being released in the south mountain. Maybe they will do something in these three years."

"Also, if there is only this god-transforming monk on the top of Baishan, according to common sense, there may be dangers from outside Baishan, so be careful."
Chapter completed!