Whoever had been hiding in Tibet for two whole years, fearful of being surrounded and suppressed every day, would have been like this. This life is simply not a life for human beings.

The one surrounded in the center of the crowd was an old man with silver hair. He had two short halberds crossed outwards behind him. His breath was like that of an ox. Every time his pores breathed in and out of spiritual energy, he would make a muffled sound. It was obvious that

This person has great physical training.

It is Dai Zonghui, the most senior elder of the Dai family.

The four young and middle-aged juniors in the foundation building stage next to him hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but ask:

"Grandpa, we have been wandering around the Midwest for two years. The pressure we should share with Brother Vincent should be about the same. It can be regarded as the most benevolent thing!"

"Yes, Uncle Clan, we should also think about it for ourselves."

"Uncle, everyone knows that Brother Vincent is the genius of our family, and he should be taken care of by all parties. But no matter what, our descendants are also the fire of the family, and we can't continue like this!"

"Grandpa, I've been running around for the past two years. I've been dancing on the edge of a knife. My tribe can hardly bear it anymore!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The silver-haired old man opened his eyes, followed everyone's confession, and looked at the dozens of exhausted tribesmen in the valley, feeling a little unbearable in his heart.

He knew that the tribesmen had suffered too much in the past two years in order to follow his leadership. Many people had even become bait and abandoned, just to attract firepower for "Davinson" in southwest Shandong. Even so, he still

Follow him without hesitation.

Because his prestige is high enough in the Dai family, people in this lineage are basically his descendants, and trust and family affection are engraved in their bones, so they all choose to obey his decisions.

But Dai Zonghui knew very well that if the Dai family wanted to make a comeback, a new Jin Dan master must be born.

As for Dai Wensen, he needs qualifications and understanding. He is also familiar with the Dai family's inheritance "Nine Transformations of the Golden Body" and the minor magical power "Flowing Gold and Stone Technique". He also possesses the three-color Ganoderma lucidum. If we say who is the best?

It is possible to break through the golden elixir stage, and it can only be done by Devinson.

Even if the rest of the Dai family escapes and disappears and wanders around the world, without the blessed land of Lingshan and the endless supply of cultivation resources, it will be extremely difficult for them to rise. This probability is rare in a thousand years.

Therefore, in the past two years, he has spared no effort to coordinate the affairs in the southwest, just to reduce the burden on the Dai family's future hopes.

Now, his legacy is approaching its limit, and it is true that he can no longer ward off disasters for others.

Looking at the dark-eyed tribesmen, Dai Zonghui sighed softly, and then gave new instructions to the surrounding people:

"After three days of rest, I will take everyone to leave the central and western regions and go to the eastern Shandong area. There are hidden lines that my Dai family has been running for many years, as well as industries that have been secretly invested in, which is enough for us to rebuild our homes anonymously.

I was ashamed of you before, but now cheer up and cheer up! There is still a long way to go in the future. You are all the firebrand of the Dai family. You must not be discouraged."

The Dai family members, who were still blind-eyed at first, immediately rekindled the fire of hope when they heard that the clan leader suddenly changed his policy and finally wanted to take them away. They were all full of energy and radiance, as if they had been injected with vitality.

The other four foundation-building monks also had smiles on their faces, and they finally breathed a sigh of relief. There was no need to continue to face countless spies and chases.

However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is always cruel.

A certain cult leader who was in retreat in Tianfu Mountain not only killed his clan's genius, Devinson, but he also didn't want to let go of this remnant, and vowed to pluck up all the Dai family's wool.

However, this time he didn't take action personally, he just gave an order, and everyone in the teaching couldn't wait to come and take credit.

In the heavy fog outside Star Reaching Valley, there was a faint and inaudible sound of wind.

Dai Zonghui, the elder of the Dai family, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted at Taniguchi:

"who?"

Hundreds of people faintly walked out of the fog, and a loud laugh rang out:

"The new helmsman of the Xungu Sect has grown up, and he has come to borrow the head of Senior Dai!"

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