Chapter 1821

"Where is the He family located?"

"Tell me!"

The old man stared at the Divine Imperial Realm cultivator.

The Divine Imperial Realm cultivator told this Divine Spirit Realm expert the location of He Pingsheng's family.

The Divine Spirit Realm old man flashed away from the spot; he did not go directly to the He family, but instead went to another place: the Life Tablet Hall.

Upon arriving at the Life Tablet Hall and seeing that the Young Master's nameplate was still intact, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Phew... it seems this He family still has some sense of propriety and doesn't dare to act recklessly!"

"As long as the Young Master's life is still there, it is fine!"

He held the Young Master Zhongxing's nameplate in his hand, and the next moment he left the spot, landing on another peak of Mount Tiangu.

There was also a black great hall here.

"Wu Xiaoyao, get the hell out here for me!" the black-robed old man roared.

The next moment, the formations outside the great hall opened layer by layer.

A short, fat middle-aged man walked over.

This was the other Divine Spirit Realm powerhouse of the Zhongxing family: Wu Xiaoyao.

Wu Xiaoyao was at the third layer of the Divine Spirit Realm.

He looked at the old man with some dissatisfaction and asked: "Zhong Chengshang, I am just about to break through to the fourth layer of the Divine Spirit Realm; you had better give me a perfect explanation!"

"Otherwise, I won't be finished with you!"

Wu Xiaoyao looked at Zhong Chengshang angrily.

Zhong Chengshang said indifferently: "Stop cultivating, the Young Master is in trouble!"

"What?" Wu Xiaoyao was immediately shocked: "What happened? Is he... is he still alive?"

"If the Young Master suffers any misfortune, when the Master returns, the two of us can just wait to die!"

"Rest assured!" Zhong Chengshang took out the life tablet: "The Young Master is fine, he is still alive!"

"He went to the He family to collect taxes, but unexpectedly had a conflict with the He family's people, so he was detained by them!"

"Let's go over and take a look!"

"What?" Wu Xiaoyao said bitterly: "The He family? How dare they?"

"Hehehe... this He family has already paved its own path to death!"

"Let's go!"

"I haven't... killed anyone in a long time!"

Zhong Chengshang said: "This time it's not just killing, it's exterminating the clan!"

"You mean to say that your Zhongxing family currently has three Divine Spirit Realm experts!"

"One at the first layer, one at the third layer!"

"The one with the highest cultivation is the head of the Zhongxing family, which is your mother, Zhongxing Xuqin?"

"Your mother, Zhongxing Xuqin, is at the seventh layer of the Divine Spirit Realm?"

In He Pingsheng's dojo, he stared at the Young Master Zhongxing.

The Young Master said: "Yes, I have not hidden anything!"

"I beg you, don't torture me anymore!"

He was trembling all over.

Because just a moment ago, he had accidentally said two wrong words and was tortured to death by that Heart Seal for quite a while.

"What other news is there? Tell me everything!"

The Young Master said: "Zhong Chengshang and Wu Xiaoyao are currently holding down the fort at the Zhongxing family, but my mother is not there; she has gone out!"

"She hasn't been home for six Yuan already!"

The most common general unit of time in the Divine Realm is actually not years.

It is the 【Yuan】.

One Yuan is equal to 120,000 years.

Phew...

Hearing this news, He Pingsheng breathed a light sigh of relief.

If there were only two of them, perhaps he could still handle it.

"What other news is there? Tell me everything!"

"Otherwise!"

"Hehehe... you know!"

He Pingsheng raised his hand, and the Young Master Zhongxing shivered with fear: "There's no more, there really isn't..."

"I've told you all the important news!"

"Is that so?" A hint of ferocity appeared on He Pingsheng's face.

"Don't, don't... I'll tell you..." The Young Master Zhongxing said, holding his head in fear: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll tell you..."

"My mother is having an affair with the Fourteenth Elder of the Lu family of Mount Tianze..."

"That... that... that's all!"

"There really isn't anything else!"

Pfft...

He Pingsheng almost burst out laughing.

Alright, since he even revealed that his old mother was having an affair with a Lu family elder, it seems this Zhongxing family really has no secrets left.

But a new problem arose: since there was an affair, would this Lu family elder intervene in this matter?

"The Fourteenth Elder of the Lu family... what is his cultivation?" He Pingsheng asked again.

The Young Master Zhongxing said: "The Fourteenth Elder of the Lu family has a cultivation that is not low; he is at the peak of the Divine Imperial Realm, but whether it is the eleventh or twelfth layer, I do not know!"

"Brother... it's bad!"

"The elders of the Zhongxing family have come!"

"They are attacking our mountain-protecting formation!"

Wen Buwan's voice came through.

He Pingsheng waved his hand, and the four Buddhist Heart Seals opened once again.

The Young Master Zhongxing screamed and lay on the ground, convulsing.

He Pingsheng walked out of the great hall; he looked up at the sky, where the golden third-tier formation's defensive light film was shaking incessantly, and streams of massive energy were being absorbed by the formation and then transmitted to the foot of the mountain!

"I know, you wait here and don't go out!"

"I'll go take a look!"

He Pingsheng turned into a stream of light and flew to the mountain gate.

Before he even left the mountain gate, he saw two people standing in the void.

One tall and one short.

The tall one was standing by and watching, while the short Divine Spirit named Wu Xiaoyao was punching the formation one blow after another.

As long as a third-tier defensive formation is supplied with enough energy, it is impossible for them to break it.

After all, this fellow's cultivation is only at the third layer of the Divine Spirit Realm.

But the problem is, the energy source for this He family formation is not a divine vein, but mid-tier divine gold.

That makes it hard to say.

If the supply is not sufficient, it will soon be broken through.

"Young Master, you've come!" Old Diao stood at the gate and hurried over when he saw He Pingsheng arrive: "Don't worry, although these two guys are powerful, they might not be able to break our family's defensive light film."

He Pingsheng took another look at the two guys outside and shouted to the people outside: "You two, stop attacking... we can talk!"

"Stop, I'll come out and talk!"

Hearing He Pingsheng's words, the tall and short Divine Spirits indeed stopped attacking.

"Fine!" Wu Xiaoyao said viciously: "You come out!"

He Pingsheng said: "Your Zhongxing family's Young Master is in my hands; if you dare to attack me when I come out, I guarantee the Young Master Zhongxing will die without a burial place!"

After saying this, he ordered someone to open a gap in the formation, and then he stepped out.

After He Pingsheng stepped out of the formation's light film, the formation behind him closed again.

Just as He Pingsheng stepped out of the formation, the short, fat Wu Xiaoyao frowned slightly, and a divine sense attack turned into a white flying sword, which came slashing toward him with a boom.

It was without warning, and the speed was fast to the extreme.

He Pingsheng was so scared that his body retreated violently.

But for him to dodge the opponent's divine sense attack at this speed was basically wishful thinking.

Boom...

The next moment, the divine sense flying sword slammed directly into his sea of consciousness.

Fortunately, He Pingsheng was born with a powerful divine sense.

Although his current divine sense could not be compared to the Divine Spirit Realm, because he had the Nine Shields of the Purple Mansion divine ability guarding it, and the opponent was arrogant and did not use his full strength, this blow, while throwing He Pingsheng's sea of consciousness into chaos, did not destroy it.

"Damn it..." He Pingsheng no longer hesitated; he waved his hand and took out the Heavenly Poison Machine Crossbow, firing it at the fat cultivator.