Family cultivation: a psychic mirror at the beginning

Spiritual weapon flying boat.

"Brother, how are you?"

Liu Wenfeng flashed and came to his brother's side. He found that the other man was seriously injured and his face was full of worry.

"It's okay, just a few minor injuries."

"What about you? Are you okay?"

Liu Wenlong sat cross-legged on the deck, his face a little pale, and he looked at his sister with concern.

"It's okay, I don't know who secretly took action just now and killed all the Wandan Pavilion disciples!"

Liu Wenfeng responded.

Thinking of the scarlet tentacles that appeared, they easily penetrated and devoured each of the Wandan Pavilion disciples, turning all of them into wrinkled human skins.

Until now, she still has lingering fears and a chill in her back.

Fortunately, the scarlet tentacle seemed to be here to help them and did not attack them.

Otherwise, Liu Wenfeng knew very well that he, his brother and others would definitely die under the terrifying scarlet tentacles.

You know, those scarlet tentacles killed the disciples of the Wandan Pavilion, but they could even kill the opponents at the first to third level of foundation building.

Those Wandan Pavilion disciples were unable to make a single move in front of the scarlet tentacles.

"I saw it too!"

"However, thankfully, those scarlet tentacles seem to be friends rather than enemies!"

Hearing his sister's words, Liu Wenlong also thought of the scarlet tentacles flying all over the sky, and the terrifying scene of the Wandan Pavilion disciples being killed and absorbed one by one.

After a long time, Liu Wenlong came back to his senses: "By the way, where is Uncle Yan Shui?"

"Uncle Yan Shui is hiding in the cabin, it shouldn't be a big deal!"

Liu Wenfeng responded.

"Take me to meet Uncle Yan Shui!"

Liu Wenlong supported his body, and with the support of his sister, he walked step by step to the cabin where Liu Yanshui was.

The young man in blood clothes who was guarding outside the door saw Liu Wenlong's brother and sister arriving and quickly raised his hands and smiled: "You two young masters and ladies, do you want to see Patriarch Liu?"

"Sir, I wonder how my uncle Yan Shui is doing?"

Liu Wenlong looked at the young man in blood-clothed clothes in front of him and asked.

"Do you hear the dragon? Come in!"

Before the young man in blood could respond, Liu Yanshui's voice came from the room.

Hearing this, the young man in blood-clothed clothes automatically stepped aside, while Liu Wenlong and his sister entered the cabin one after another.

"Why is the injury so serious?"

In the cabin, Liu Yanshui, who had rushed back early, saw Liu Wenlong's injuries and couldn't help but frown.

As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly stood up, helped Liu Wenlong to the bed beside him and sat down.

"I faced some foundation-building immortal cultivators. Fortunately, I have some spiritual weapons and talismans refined by my family. Otherwise, my nephew's life may be in danger!"

Liu Wenlong smiled bitterly.

"It's hard on you!"

Hearing this, Liu Yanshui sighed.

"As long as Uncle Yan Shui is fine, this little injury is nothing!"

Liu Wenlong responded with a smile.

"By the way, Uncle Yan Shui, the ones taking action this time are the disciples of Wandan Pavilion, and most likely they are sent by Lin Sheng!"

"The other party intends to attack us, and they will definitely not let it go in the future!"

"Don't worry, just take good care of yourself!"

"As for everything involved, the family is behind everything."

Liu Yanshui gently patted Liu Wenlong's shoulder and gave instructions.

With a quick glance, he looked at Liu Wenfeng: "Wenfeng, take good care of your brother!"

"Ok!"

Liu Wenfeng nodded.

Liu Yanshui walked out of the cabin straight away, and the young man in blood-clothed clothes quickly stepped forward and bowed: "Exalted Immortal!"

"Wenlong is injured!"

"this......"

The blood-clothed young man's heart trembled, and his face looked a little ugly. He knew clearly that Liu Yanshui was here to investigate.

After all, before the other party left, he asked him to take good care of the Liu Wenlong brothers and sisters and the many Liu family monks on the ship.

"The superior immortal and his subordinates can't take care of them. After all, there are more than thirty opponents, and there are also many foundation-building immortal cultivators, and they are quite capable!"

The young man in blood-clothed clothes wanted to speak up to defend himself in order to seek Liu Yanshui's forgiveness.

"I don't need your excuses!"

"This time, I won't care about your failure to protect you. But if there is another time, I will never spare you!"

Liu Yanshui cast a cold side glance at the blood-clothed young man, her tone cold.

"My subordinate understands!"

The young man in blood clothes said with fear on his face.

"Now, I want you to do something!"

"Sir, please speak."

"I grant you one month of free time. No matter what method you use, try to create as much trouble as possible for the Wandan Sect. The more chaos, the better!"

Liu Yanshui said with an indifferent expression.

This time, Lin Sheng was killed, and the Wandan Sect was bound to learn the news immediately and launch an investigation.

Liu Yanshui didn't want the Wandan Sect to find out about him, and he didn't want the Wandan Sect to target his Liu family and bring unimaginable disaster to the Liu family.

Therefore, the only way is to strike preemptively.

He took the initiative to create a lot of trouble and commotion for the Wandan Sect, making the Wandan Sect tired of investigating Lin Sheng's situation.

In this way, you and your family will get enough breathing and development time!

"What do you mean by the Supreme Immortal, it doesn't matter even if your subordinates attack those members of the Wandan Sect at will?"

The young man in blood-clothed clothes originally thought that Liu Yanshui would severely punish him for protecting Liu Wenlong and others, but unexpectedly, he turned around and promised him a job.

For others, privately causing trouble for the Wandan Sect may be an extremely troublesome task.

But for the young man in blood, this is undoubtedly a good job.

As long as he can attack the disciples of the Wandan Sect in private, then, in his eyes, those people of the Wandan Sect are undoubtedly his blood food and a stepping stone for him to regain his strength!

"It's up to you to do whatever you want. After a month, all you have to do is return to my Liu house and be with me on time!"

"If you don't come back in a month, I will directly use the power of the bronze mirror to make you unable to survive or die!"

Liu Yanshui said with an indifferent expression.

"My subordinates will remember it!"

"Don't worry, Immortal. Those who don't have eyesight, my subordinates have a thousand and ten thousand ways to make them miserable!"

The blood-clothed young man bowed to accept the order, his heart jumping for joy.

He secretly thought that he could finally fight alone!

"Okay! Go! I hope to get good news that satisfies me!"

Liu Yanshui waved his hand, and the young man in blood-clothed clothes behind him disappeared like a ghost.

Yunhai City, Wandan Pavilion.

"Elder Lin is dead?"

The manager of Wandan Pavilion was extremely shocked when he heard the news.

He is a deacon of the Wandan Sect. He was ordered to be the shopkeeper of Wandan Pavilion in Yunhai City and obey Lin Sheng's orders.

Now that Lin Sheng is dead, he can't help but lose some sense of proportion.

"Yes, the disciple saw it with his own eyes!"

"Who did it?"

"I don't know. The man's identity is mysterious. He looks like a farm boy."

"Deacon Liu, do you want to inform the sect about this?"

"Notification! Must be notified! Elder Lin's death is a big deal! It must be reported to the sect and let the sect send people to investigate the situation!"

Deacon Liu gave hurried instructions.

"Disciple, obey."

This Wandan Pavilion disciple accepted the order and was about to leave quickly.

As soon as he turned around, a scarlet tentacle suddenly shot out and pierced his head. With a sucking sound, the Wandan Pavilion disciple was drained of all his energy and blood and turned into a wrinkled face. Baba’s human skin.