Ximen Qing travels through the battle against Bai Fumei

There is a layer of golden light around Song Lang and Old Song's body, which seems to be guarding their safety, and outside the light circle is a white and gray scene.

"That's a cloud?!" Song Lang cried out suddenly after seeing a cloud, and he knew in his heart what it was.

The old man is really unpredictable, he was still in the house at home before, but in the blink of an eye he took him to the sky, above the vast clouds.There was a gray area around them, and the sea of ​​clouds was surging in the distance, as if ten thousand horses were flying.

Song Lang was protected by his father, surrounded by golden light, standing on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, his mind was indescribably shocked, but his face was solemn.

"I will take you [-] miles into the sky, and I will take you on a tour, so that you can see what is outside the sky that day!" Old Songtou smiled, and his whole person became full of vigor, but no obscenity. , unexpectedly created an extra domineering king out of thin air.

Song Lang nodded vigorously when he heard his father's words.

Traveling with his father at a height of [-] miles, looking at the clouds and mists under his feet, Song Lang no longer had any doubts in his heart. He was full of excitement, screaming in his heart: Dad is mighty!

I don't know how long it took, Song Lang followed his father back to Qingshan Town through the clouds and fog like a fairy. After traveling for nine days, Song Lang felt an inexplicable pride in his heart. He also wanted to become a practitioner, and become the free fairy !

"Dad!"

After falling from the sky and returning home, Song Lang excitedly yelled at his father beside him.

"What?" Old Song asked.

"I want to practice, I want to be a practitioner like you, travel nine days, and see that different world!" Song Lang's nosebleeds were about to flow out of excitement, as if the old man in front of him was the beauty who made his blood boil.

"you?"

The old man glanced at Song Lang, and being stared at by Song Lang's excited eyes, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Song Lang is very ambitious at the moment, and he feels that he is born extraordinary and has excellent aptitude, and cultivation is simply within his reach.

"Cultivation is against the sky, and you will be struck by lightning!" Old Song Tou said in a deep voice.

"I'm not afraid." Song Lang is really fearless at the moment, he needs strength, and then he can enter the world of heaven and man to kill Wu Song.

"Forget it." Seeing Song Lang's firm gaze, Old Song Tou hesitated to speak, and said to Song Lang, "Actually, I came to the human world to accept some disciples!"

"What? You came to the human world to accept apprentices?!!!"

"Disciple pays homage to Master!" Song Lang was about to kowtow upon hearing this.

"I'll slap you to death, I'm your father!" Lao Song roared with a dark face, after more than ten years of getting along day and night, he really regarded Song Lang as his son.

Although old Song Tou was cursing angrily, his behavior at the moment was extremely sensational, which made Song Lang's face burst into ecstasy.In fact, the two have lived together for more than ten years. In their hearts, they already regard each other as relatives.

"Your foundation is still weak, and I can't teach you the ability of cultivation." Old Song said.

"Ah?" Song Lang opened his mouth wide, and his whole body was shocked.

"You are just a martial arts student now, you can't even be considered a martial artist, and you still want to learn how to practice?" The old man said contemptuously, "I also have exercises that are suitable for you to practice now. You can do it if you want, but there is not much future for development. If If the foundation is not stable, even if you have practiced for 1 years, you still cannot kill Wu Song."

Song Lang stared blankly, what to do.

"When you become a master of martial arts, I'll pass on a shocking knowledge to you!" Old Song Tou said in a deep voice.

Song Lang was slightly relieved when he heard the words. Although the martial arts master is considered a big man in Jingwu Town, his kung fu is getting deeper and deeper, and he is only half a step away from being a martial arts master.

"Really? Then how long will it take for me to practice to have the strength to challenge Wu Song?" Song Lang asked. Surprising science also needs to be practiced non-stop. If I don't practice, how can I gain great strength.