Son-in-law of Chenglong

Chapter 292 Not bad

Wang Chong and Zhu Ying returned to Mount Lushan, and after dealing with some common affairs, they quietly returned to Poyang Lake Water God Mansion.

Lushan Mountain is not only the place where Marshal Beitian Dangmo is stationed, but also the main altar of Beitian League. There are countless monks coming and going, and the flow of people is complicated.

Poyang Lake is Zhu Ying's place, and she doesn't come back often. Although there are more than [-] aquarium troops in Poyang Lake, which is already the largest water god force in the world besides the four seas, it is still very clean.

When the two arrived at the Water God Mansion, Zhu Ying brought Wang Chong into the Yingguang Tower, and she sighed and said, "What should I do?"

Normally, Zhu Ying would go to Chongxiao Tower when she had something to do, and the couple also lived in Chongxiao Tower on a daily basis. The Yingguang Tower was very private, and Wang Chong seldom came here.

Wang Chong sighed and said, "Let the Patriarch out first."

Wang Chong thrust the Chaos God Banner into the ground. This time, it was an innate chaos treasure, which surpassed the level of innate spirit treasures. It was even more superior than ordinary magic weapons. Wang Chong also rarely used the full power of this treasure. At this time, he turned on the power of the Chaos God Banner, transformed a world, and enveloped the Yingguang Building.

Only then did Zhu Ying release the red-robed patriarch and uncover the talisman on his head.

Wang Chong yelled: "Old Ancestor wakes up."

The red-robed patriarch woke up faintly, saw Wang Chong and then Zhu Ying, looked around hastily, and shouted, "Are you two trying to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor?"

Zhu Ying said lightly: "We are no longer in your lineage when we switch to Patriarch Daoshan."

"What's more, if you don't want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, you don't need to use such tricks. Patriarch, you have gone mad and turned into a monster. The world knows that you are really crazy."

Just as the red-robed patriarch was about to scold, he saw Wang Chong sigh, and a fairy sword rushed out from above his head, surrounded by countless fairy lights, and the sword intent pierced through 33 layers. He immediately suppressed all the bad words and exclaimed: "Aren't you my junior? How can you be the Daluo Jinxian?"

Wang Chong said: "My grandson has been in Taoism for 500 years and has become a Da Luo Jinxian."

After thinking for a while, he added another sentence: "Actually, in the past few decades, my grandson has already cultivated to the 28th level of Zhoutian mana. At the peak of Jinxian, the double level of Taiyi and Daluo is indeed a bit difficult, and it has been delayed for hundreds of years."

The red-robed patriarch suddenly seemed to be pressed down by a Mount Sumeru out of thin air, almost leaking air, and cursed secretly: "This grandson, he is not a man!"

After thinking about it for a long time, the red-robed patriarch said, "You know, even the Daluo Jinxian cannot cover the sky with one hand. Patriarch Zhang Zhenjun, Lion Zunwang Bodhisattva, Sa Tianshi, and Wang Lingguan..."

Wang Chong said: "The person who ruined your path is my son. Patriarch Zhang Zhenjun saw him as clever, so he begged him when he was seven or eight years old. He was raised by his side since he was a child. His whole body of Taoism was taught by Patriarch Zhang Zhenjun himself. The patriarch is only a disciple of three generations, so he should not be so close."

"Lion Zunwang Bodhisattva, Patriarch of Daoshan, is the grand master and grand master of my lineage. He treats me very kindly, and his close relationship is probably better than that of the old ancestor."

The red robe patriarch almost cried, refused to give in, and shouted: "There is also Tianshi Sa, that is my own master."

Wang Chong sighed deeply again, and said, "I want my ancestors to know that Patriarch Zhang Zhenjun and Lion King Bodhisattva are still Taiyi, Sa Tianshi Jinxian Peak, and Wang Lingguan is a little weaker. They can't beat grandson now."

The red-robed patriarch lay on the ground, wept loudly, and shouted: "What a bully, what a bully!"

Wang Chong didn't want to use too hard a method, otherwise, he would use the chaotic god banner to directly change the red-robed patriarch into a small animal.

Wang Chong was born in a family of great Confucianists, later he learned art from a teacher, and he respected his teacher very much, if it wasn't for his son, he would definitely not be like this.

He also had no choice but to discuss with the red-robed patriarch. The previous identities were just a few tricks, not a strong one.

Now that he is a Da Luo Jinxian, if he really wants to be strong, he can slap the red robe to death with one slap, so he doesn't need these showy words.

The red-robed patriarch was lying on the ground, but he refused to get up. Wang Chong couldn't persuade him, so he could only wait quietly for him to figure it out.

After a long time, the red robe jumped up and shouted: "Forget it! I admit it, as long as you can help me find a good sword and a elixir that can boost my cultivation, and restore my cultivation to the fifteenth level... Forget it, as long as I can restore the mana of the thirteenth level, I will forgive those boys."

Zhu Ying hurriedly took out the three flying swords obtained from Ziyun Palace of Tianyi Golden Mother, and said: "The ancestor thinks, do these three flying swords have eye affinity?"

Seeing the three flying swords, the red-robed patriarch was stunned for a moment, and said: "These three flying swords are all very famous. It is said that they are objects from the heavens. They were brought down by people. Where did you get them?"

Wang Chong didn't want to talk about other things, so as not to talk too much, and said: "The grandson came by accident, which one should the ancestor look at?"

The red-robed patriarch hesitated for a while, took the separate flying sword, and said: "Actually, the other two are the same, and the quality is better, but they are tempered with real water, which is not in line with the patriarch's Taoism. I will use this one."

Seeing that he had chosen this flying sword, Wang Chong heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "The matter of cultivation, my grandson will take care of it."

He flicked the Chaos God Banner and reversed the time, more than a hundred years passed in a flash, and the red-robed patriarch had already cultivated the fire dragon sword technique to the peak.

Wang Chong flicked his fingers again and flew out two flames, one was the Qingling Flame, and the other was the Five Elements True Fire. With the help of these two real fires, the red-robed patriarch really broke through the Dafa of Dutian Liehuo.

Time flies, that is, 800 years, the red-robed patriarch is a well-established figure, so he has not aged and turned into a dry bone, but has 800 years of cultivation, and the Dafa of Dutian Liehuo has reached the [-]th Zhoutian.

After Wang Chong withdrew the Chaos God Banner, the red-robed patriarch had turned into a young man, and he was running a little mana. The fire dragon was faint and the flames were blazing. He couldn't help being very happy, and shouted: "The patriarch has recovered his skills."

Back then, the red-robed patriarch relied on the Dutian Liehuo Dafa to rule the world, and his skill naturally flew = not so far.

At the beginning, he also wanted to cultivate to the 25th layer of the heavenly circle. Ascending is the Golden Immortal. Although the middle-earth became obsessed and failed to cultivate to that level, he also cultivated to the 22nd layer of the heavenly circle.

It's just reincarnation and recultivation. I can't imagine it so boldly. Being able to upgrade my cultivation base is much better than the expected [-]th and [-]th heaven. Only then did the red-robed patriarch dissipate his resentment.

He said with a smile, "Grandson has good mana."

Wang Chong smiled and said, "The ancestor is kind."

Wang Chong withdrew the chaotic god banner, revealed the Yingguang Building again, and asked, "Where does the ancestor want to go now?"

The red-robed patriarch pondered for a long time, sighed, and said, "I don't want to go back to Wutai Mountain anymore, I want to go and seek refuge with a friend."

Wang Chong frowned slightly, and asked, "But Hou Hong?"

(End of this chapter)