Incense to the ancestors, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 32
Wang Xiaobao was shocked and excited when he heard it.

At the same time secretly curious.

Where is this earth?

There is also Lu Xun, who sounds very powerful.

Wang Xiaobao wrote down the old ancestor's explanation in the notebook, and after checking with the old ancestor again, he was relieved.

"Old Ancestor, how are you practicing those few martial arts cheats?"

Wang Xiaobao remembered this matter.

In the eyes of the possessed bald-tailed rooster, panic flashed away.

coming.

I am really afraid of whatever comes.

Xiaobao really asked this question.

But he pretended to be calm and smiled and said: "Our cultivation is not bad, and we are only a few days away from the day of Dacheng."

"A few days ago, your great-grandfather Wang Tianbao smashed a stone mill with his palm on the Nine Suns Cultivation Manual."

"Your grandfather, Wang Chongbao, practiced 36 ways of kicking his legs and swept away hundreds of enemies with one kick."

"And myself, practicing the Nine-Yin Manual, exhaled a sigh of relief, and ended up freezing a tank of water, causing your great-grandfather Wang Tianbao to thaw it again with the Nine-Yang Secret Manual."

blah blah blah
The possessed rooster with a bald tail, that is, Wang Xuanbao kept boasting.

Wang Xiaobao was very envious when he heard it, he gave a thumbs up and praised:

"Old ancestors, you are so powerful!"

"It looks like you all should have high-level qualifications! Too strong!"

Wang Xuanbao laughed, said it was so-so, and asked again: "My dear grandson, how is your cultivation going?"

Wang Xiaobao lowered his head, and said depressedly and dejectedly: "Xiaobao's aptitude is too bad, neither "Chongyang Treasure Book" nor "Nine Suns Secret Book" has been successfully cultivated."

Such a smile flashed in the eyes of the possessed bald-tailed rooster, and he was about to comfort him, but he heard Wang Xiaobao speak again
"I didn't succeed in cultivating those two secret books, but I succeeded in cultivating the "Nine Yin Manual". Now I have reached the first level of Dzogchen. It is estimated that I can break through to the second level if I practice for another night tonight."

"Gah-?!"

Wang Xuanbao was dumbfounded.

The possessed rooster with a bald tail staggered, almost unable to maintain the independent posture of the golden rooster, and exclaimed in his mouth: "Little treasure, grandson, have you successfully cultivated the "Nine Yin Manual"?"

Wang Xiaobao thought that his ancestor was surprised by his slow progress, so he was even more embarrassed.

Nodding in shame, "Well, yes!"

"There is also "Taiji Baguazhang", which also has a practice meeting, and "36-way spring legs" has not had time to practice."

Wang Xiaobao continued talking.

Wang Xuanbao was already dumbfounded, his mind was buzzing.

A group of us old people have not succeeded in cultivation. Some people have sprained their feet, some have broken bones, and some have lost their waists, but Xiaobao has already completed the "Nine Yin Manual" one step ahead of us.

All intact.

And after tonight, they will be able to break through to the second floor.

"Tai Chi Ba Gua Zhang" has also been completed.

"Is he really a descendant of our old Wang family?"

"Why are the aptitudes of the descendants so good, and our ancestors' aptitudes are so poor?! The heavens are blind!"

Wang Xuanbao cried out in his heart.

Wang Xiaobao saw that the ancestor stopped talking, thought that the ancestor was angry that he was too bad, and hurriedly said: "Ancestor, please rest assured, Xiaobao will work harder in cultivation in the future, and will never lose his ancestors!"

Hearing these words, Wang Xuanbao wailed in his heart.

"It's not you who lost your ancestors, but now we are the ones who lose our ancestors!"

But he encouraged with a smile on his mouth: "It's okay, dear grandson, your aptitude is indeed a bit weak, but as long as you work hard, you can succeed in cultivation. Becoming a hero is not a dream!"

"Diligence can make up for weakness, and the future can be expected."

"Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, poor aptitude can change your fate against the sky, me"

"Wow--"

As he talked, he couldn't make it up anymore, couldn't help it, and cried.

Tears welled up in the eyes of the possessed bald-tailed rooster.

So uncomfortable.

Wang Xiaobao was petrified, thinking that he had failed to live up to expectations and made his ancestor sad.

He hastily kowtowed:
"Please don't cry, Patriarch, my heart will break when you cry."

"Little Treasure assures you that I will work harder in cultivation in the future. After I have completed the "Nine Yin Manual", I will find a way to practice "Chongyang Treasure" and "Nine Yang Secrets."

"Old ancestor, old ancestor? Ah——, why are you crying even harder!"

Wang Xiaobao was anxious and at a loss, hugging the head of the bald-tailed rooster to comfort him.

At the same time, he said gently and concernedly: "Old Ancestor, besides, Xiaobao still has you guys?"

"If Xiaobao really doesn't succeed in cultivation, you are all so powerful. When the time comes, just give Xiaobao a great empowerment in the Yangjian, wouldn't it be fine?"

These words immediately hit Wang Xuanbao's vital point, and he felt guilty and uncomfortable.

He couldn't pretend anymore.

"Hey, hello? Xiaobao's grandson? Do you hear that? Why is there no signal!"

After saying a word in a hurry, he hung up directly.

Lost and blamed, Wang Xiaobao was busy pecking at the bald-tailed rooster, feeling dazed for a while.

Said to himself and sighed: "It's because my aptitude is too poor, too useless, and made the ancestor sad."

"The ancestors are all aptitude against the sky."

"From now on, I will never mention the matter of martial arts practice again, so as not to be angry and sad when being laughed at by my ancestors."

"At the very least, it won't be too late to talk to my ancestors after I have cultivated the "Nine Yin Manual" to the state of Dacheng Consummation."

Wang Xiaobao pondered.

Looking at the time, it was still early, so Wang Xiaobao hurriedly went to the incense paper shop, bought some foreign girls and cat girls, and some paper money, and spent three hundred yuan.

Coming home soon.

Father Wang Dabao and mother Zhu Caiping got off work, had a quick dinner, and the lights in the corridor turned yellow again.

They gave Wang Xiaobao a few words of advice, and they rested early.

Wang Xiaobao is reviewing his homework in the room.

When the time was almost up, I quietly went out with a large box of cardboard goods.

Although the paper goods ordered are big ones, they can be folded and packaged, so they don't take up much space.

The city is still brightly lit at night.

roadside.

There was a couple quarreling late at night, the sound was loud, the man took out a stack of bills and threw them at it, the girl screamed, rushed up to hug the man and kissed him fiercely, reconciled as before, and walked into the hotel together.

There are also stray dogs and night cats chasing, disappearing into the alley next to the garbage can.

Wang Xiaobao walked lightly, walking through the hazy night, and was accosted by several drunken girls passing by, he smiled and refused to leave.

soon.

He came to the old locust tree at the third intersection of Century Avenue.

Taking time, Wang Xiaobao immediately said "I love you" to the old locust tree as soon as the midnight came, then cut his finger and wiped the blood on the tree, and burned three sticks of incense at the root of the tree.

When the incense was lit and green smoke curled up, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, with a pious and serious face.

then.

Set a box of cardboard goods on fire and burn them.

He didn't dare to burn too much at one time, so as not to cause a fire, so it burned very slowly.

Someone passed by, saw this scene of nagging, cursed "crazy", and then avoided it like a plague god.

No one bothers.

Wang Xiaobao burned all the paper goods in peace, and was about to leave, but found that a tank was half burnt.

"It's careless, what if the tank can't run after being burned."

He hurriedly lit the fire and burned it clean.

I turned over the paper ashes all over the floor to make sure they were all burnt, then sprinkled water and poured soil, finally cleaned it up, put it in a bag, and threw it in the trash can, so as not to cause urban waste.

at the same time.

In Jagged Castle, on the square of Little Pagoda.

Only Wang Xuanbao and a few other ancestors of the Wang family were left here, and the rest were evacuated outside.

The army of soldiers and horses stood guard outside the wall.

The fact that Xiaobao burned weapons from the underworld for them is the family's top secret, so don't be careless.

at this time.

The old locust tree in the small pagoda glowed, and things fell from the sky, as if traveling through time and space, which was very strange.

"Come on, come on, hahaha, Xiaobao's grandson is burning paper for us in Yangjian!"

"Quick, get ready for the lead."

(End of this chapter)