Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 200 Handkerchief (Part 2)
"It's a sad story indeed!"

Yang Heng followed with a sigh, which resonated with Gu Tong and the others, and everyone couldn't help but be moved.

But Yang Heng immediately turned cold again, and reprimanded: "Since you think I am your original eighth patriarch, your old patriarch is so arrogant, you don't even come to see me!"

"Are you still waiting for me to visit him?"

Gu Tong and others hurriedly pleaded guilty, saying that they didn't know that the Eighth Clan was here, otherwise they would have to bring the old patriarch here.

"Then go back quickly and bring your old patriarch here. There are some things that I must ask clearly."

Yang Heng reprimanded.

When Gu Tong and the others were stunned, they really wanted to bring the old patriarch over.

But seeing Yang Heng's stern face, and the way he was joking, they all looked serious, nodded like chickens pecking at rice, bowed back hurriedly, and hurried back to the ancient gods.

As soon as the people of the ancient gods left, Yang Heng's eyes fell on Li Daqiu.

Now that he is proving the Dao of Changshengtian, his eyes are as majestic as the sky, and Li Daqiu can't breathe when he sees it, and he hastily bowed to salute.

"Make yourself smaller first, and then salute the teacher." Yang Heng stared.

Li Daqiu hastily reduced himself to a height of three meters, and stood in front of Yang Heng.

Yang Heng looked him up and down, and asked, "Tell me, how did you hook up with the ancient gods?"

Li Daqiu fell to his knees with a "plop", the muscles in his eyes vibrated, tears flowed down, and he cried loudly: "Master, you can't give this disciple a high hat. This disciple has been wronged, and this disciple has never hooked up with anyone."

"Second Junior Brother can testify to this disciple!"

Wei Chungui beside him nodded hurriedly.

Yang Heng asked: "Then why did the ancient gods say you are their ancestor?"

Li Daqiu was startled, rolled his eyeballs, and replied with a flattering smile: "The disciple was taught by the master, and the exercises he practiced were also taught by the master. The eighth patriarch, the disciple is their patriarch, not surprising!"

Yang Heng's centipede eyebrows twitched, he nodded with a smile and said, "Well, it makes sense."

He looked at Yang Su and other generals, and reprimanded him with a stern face: "All of you, learn from your senior brother, what a magical skill is the "Pull-up Push-up Exercise" taught by you, and the result Only Daqiu'er has achieved success in his studies."

"You guys, why don't you learn?"

"Now, the bitterness has come to an end, and Daqiu's apprentice has turned the fake into a real one. He has become the ancestor of the ancient gods. After following him as a teacher, he will be popular and drink spicy food in the ancient gods. And you... continue to eat dirt!"

Yang Su and the others smiled wryly in their hearts. Can the "Pull-up Push-ups Exercise" really be practiced? The first sentence at the beginning is that if you want to practice this exercise, you must first abolish the exercise.

But they knelt down in fear, as if admitting their mistake.

Li Daqiu was praised by Yang Heng on the spot, and set an example. Hearing this, Li Daqiu's eyes lit up, and he straightened his chest with excitement and pride. He sincerely thanked himself for his decision back then, and slapped his dantian and ruined Daoji with a slap.

"Come on, dear student, tell everyone about your experience in practicing this magical skill." Yang Heng smiled.

Li Daqiu coughed, and immediately said: ""Pull-Up Push-ups Body-Training Art" is indeed a peerless and peerless body-training magic skill. Its power is beyond doubt, and I am a living example."

"Of course, the big guy who created this magical skill, our great and honorable god king master, is the most powerful old man, and he is the real tip of the nails!"

He gave Yang Heng a big hug and flattered him.

Yang Heng's face remained unchanged, but the centipede eyebrows jumped happily.

Seeing this, Li Daqiu knew that this time he had touched the excitement of the old devil again, so he couldn't help being happy and excited.

He continued to say loudly: "As a human being, you still have to be cruel to yourself. Sometimes, you have to push yourself. If you don't push yourself, you will never know how awesome you are!"

"So, if you want to practice this skill, you must first abolish it, which is not impossible."

Li Daqiu felt emotional in his heart.

Yang Su and the others nodded repeatedly when they heard it, but they didn't take it seriously in their hearts.

Only Ji Changkong looked serious, and there seemed to be a flash of determination in his eyes, and he made a certain decision. Before Li Daqiu could finish speaking, he suddenly yelled: "If you don't break it, you can stand it, if you break it, you can stand it, my lord, senior brother, I'm coming--!"

As he spoke, he slapped his own dantian with a palm.

"boom"

With a sound, he vomited blood, and his whole body was like a leaking balloon, with a powerful breath all over his body, and he quickly wilted. The Dao foundation that he had cultivated for many years was destroyed once, and his cultivation base was lost.

The crowd was shocked.

Yang Heng couldn't help but twitch his eyelids, and couldn't help but gain a new understanding of Ji Changkong.

"This disciple is also a ruthless person!"

Shi Zhenxiang helped Ji Changkong up, and said annoyed and annoyed, "Brother Ji, why are you bothering, the Lord God King didn't force us to abolish our cultivation."

Yang Su also said: "Junior Brother Ji, you are reckless!"

Gui Jian and Zhu Wuxiang didn't speak, and some of the other gods sighed, and some frowned in thought.

Ji Changkong bowed weakly to Li Daqiu, and said earnestly: "Eldest brother, I have no way out, please teach me to practice "Pull-up push-up exercise""

"I also want to be as tall and powerful as you, and then follow you, follow the king of the gods, go to the ancient gods, and eat hot and spicy food."

In a word, both Li Daqiu and Yang Heng are praised.

Li Daqiu looked at Ji Changkong with blood on the corner of his mouth, as if seeing himself back then, nodded seriously and said, "Brother Ji, don't worry, I will take responsibility for you."

"Starting tomorrow, I will teach you the first mental method of this magical skill "Pythagorean Theorem" a+b=c. First, train every muscle in your body to the best position for hooking three strands, four strings and five strings. The shape of the deltoid muscle will shape the golden ratio of the body for you, find the twelve golden points and the golden index of your body, and then."

He squeezed Ji Changkong's shoulder muscles, and said seriously, spit out one term after another that Ji Changkong had never heard before.

Ji Changkong's eyes were full of light, and he felt more and more that this magical skill was unfathomable.

The rest of the people's eyes were dizzy, but there were also a few gods with flickering eyes. They put their palms down on their dantians and picked them up again. Their faces were full of confusion. They seemed to want to follow Ji Changkong to abolish their cultivation, but they couldn't make up their minds.

Yang Heng looked at Li Daqiu's appearance and nodded in relief.

This big villain is indeed a talent, very powerful, and he has cultivated a body-refining magic skill that even the creator himself could not practice.

Now, he began to teach Ji Changkong how to practice again.

Yang Heng's eyes were full of hope, and his heart was full of anticipation.

"I can't even practice the magic skill I created, but I hope that one day, everyone in the heavens and the world will be able to practice my magic skill."

"This is the real boss, the real heifer stands on his head, so awesome!"

As Yang Heng thought about it, his proud centipede eyebrows jumped up.

Next, Yang Heng asked Patriarch Murong to bring the map of the starry sky, and held a meeting with the gods to discuss the next area that the Immortal Mountain could attack.

The gods will hear that another war is about to start, and all of them are full of excitement.

The second senior brother Wei Chungui made a huge fortune because of the war against the Haoyue galaxy and other four galaxies. All the men and women in his subordinates were full of food, and they went to the Zuichun Tower every night. Red like a rabbit.

And the second senior brother's fast and ruthless Black Dragon Saber, the original ancestral soldier, was rumored to have been refined through this battle to find a peerless divine material.

Yang Heng's strength broke through, his ambition expanded, and he directly drew a large circle on the map.

Patriarch Murong was startled, and said anxiously: "My lord, this area is the star system forces of the Holy Fire Cult, we."

Two surnames and three overlords have been entrenched in Chaotic Star Sea for many years. They are truly giants, and the Holy Fire Cult is naturally not easy to mess with.

Yang Heng smiled coldly and said, "Recently, I heard that people from the Holy Fire Cult ambushed our people. Now, we should also express it."

"Send the order and prepare for battle immediately."

"Yes!"

Yang Su and other gods responded loudly one by one, their eyes lit up, and they were full of fighting spirit.

After discussing some other things, the meeting is coming to an end.

At this moment.

Outside the planet Baolai, a group of elders from the ancient gods came again.

They are big, one step is a galaxy, they came across the void, carrying a stretcher like a cloud bed, on which lay an old man covered in bandages, and came to the planet Bora.

This bandaged old man is the old patriarch of the ancient gods.

now.

In his hand, he held a handkerchief intertwined with divine light. It was unknown what kind of divine material it was, and it was embroidered with a sea, which was very strange.

Gu Tong asked from the side: "Patriarch, what is this handkerchief? It has been enshrined in our ancestral hall before, why did you bring it here this time?"

The other elders all pricked up their ears, they were equally curious.

The old patriarch looked at the handkerchief, and said with awe and emotion: "I didn't tell you before, because I was afraid of causing trouble."

"This handkerchief is the handkerchief of the first generation ancestor of our ancient gods, the ancestor of the gods. His name is the same as the sea on this handkerchief."

(End of this chapter)