Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 31 Blood, Activity

Li Daqiu instantly abolished his cultivation, which was completely beyond Yang Heng's expectations.

The surrounding disciples were noisy and moved.

In order to practice the divine skills of the Taishang Patriarch, the head of the sect has such a bold spirit.

Wei Chungui and Su Xiaolu looked sad and disbelieving.

Why are you so impulsive, wise and prudent elder brother?

Yang Heng's face was shocked, but his heart was full of joy.

"This villain is as cunning as a fox. Now that he has abolished his cultivation, he will not let the old man handle him from now on?!"

"No, I seem to have missed something, this big villain would not be so stupid!"

"What kind of support does he have? What is the confidence to abolish his cultivation?"

Yang Heng was in doubt.

Vaguely, I felt that this big disciple might have a big secret.

It's like having an immortal hand.

"Find a way to get his secret, and then shoot him to death."

Yang Heng narrowed his eyes, he had already made a decision.

then.

He squatted down, touched Li Daqiu's face, and said with a look of relief: "Daqiu, you are really the most filial disciple under my master's knees!"

"After you recover from your injuries, I will personally guide you in cultivation as a teacher, and train you to become the number one expert in Southern Wasteland Qingzhou!"

"As a teacher, I guarantee that I will never lie to you!"

Hearing this, Li Daqiu felt that at this moment, he must be moved to cry.

However, since he had abolished his cultivation, he didn't have the spiritual power to shake his eyes, so he couldn't cry.

So he had an idea, and the moment he lowered his head, he poked his finger on the eye socket, tears streaming down his face instantly, and said excitedly:
"Master, this disciple loves you, loves you and loves you. To be honored to be at Master's knee in this life is the blessing that disciple has cultivated in eight lifetimes."

Yang Heng also said with a moved face: "My dear disciple, I love you as a teacher, and I will definitely teach you with my heart in the future!"

As he spoke, he mobilized the qi and blood in his eyes to vibrate his eye sockets, and burst into tears instantly. At the same time, his voice was hoarse and choked, making it sound like he was crying.

Li Daqiu was shocked when he saw this scene.

"Is the old devil crying? Are you crying for me?!"

"Oh my God!"

At this moment, Li Daqiu's heart was full of excitement and disbelief.

next to.

Wei Chungui and Su Xiaolu also opened their mouths wide, and were stunned on the spot.

Under the reflection of the burning fire in the Hall of Washing the Marrow, the corners of Yang Heng's eyes were full of wrinkles, and the tears were clearly visible.

The old devil who killed without batting an eye actually shed tears for the senior brother.

is this real?
When a group of disciples saw this scene, they were all so moved that they used their spiritual power to shake their eye sockets, and all of them were instantly reddened and tears gleamed.

The Xisui Sect is really a friendly and harmonious sect.

Look at the sect master, and look at the Taishang Patriarch, everyone loves each other, just like a family.

There are too few sects like this in the Great Wilderness!

"Being able to become a disciple of the Marrow Cleansing Sect in this life is definitely because my ancestral grave is smoking!"

"Yes, to have such a filial sect leader, and such a benevolent Taishang Patriarch, the Xisui Sect, I admire you!"

"In the future, we will also learn from the master, honor the ancestors of the Taishang, and love each other."

Positivity is contagious.

A group of disciples looked firmly in their eyes, and quietly held the hands of the disciples next to each other, leaning against each other.
There was such a big commotion tonight that almost all the disciples came to the square.

But there was only one person who did not go out in the disciple's dormitory.

This person is Zhu Youzhi.

After he came back from the Taishang Patriarch, he got into his own small room, so excited that he couldn't fall asleep.

"Is the ancestor of my old Zhu's family protecting me over there? I will be rewarded with a peerless move by the ancestor of the Taishang!"

"Thunder and lightning rolling, listen to how stupid the name is, even the head is full of praise, saying that it is a lost ancient supernatural power."

"Hahaha, as long as I succeed in cultivation, whoever is unhappy, I will call him to death with a move called Thunder and Lightning Rolling."

He lay on the bed, getting more and more excited as he slept.

Don't sleep at all.

I got up and took out a wooden man from the corner of the wall and put it on the ground, then lay on the wooden man's body, rubbed left and right, touched and tapped with my hands up and down, with an excited smile on my face.

"Liu Youfu, Liu Youfu, Liu Youfu"

He muttered to himself, imagining the wooden man as Liu Youfu, his fellow countryman, who climbed on the wooden man and crazily practiced the holy art of washing marrow.

suddenly.

The movement was too great and something fell out of the pocket.

It was the handkerchief that fell.

Zhu Youzhi got up from the wooden man, picked up the handkerchief, and was suddenly surprised.

Because there was a golden silk thread swimming on the handkerchief.

In the moonlight, it is particularly conspicuous.

"Hey, what is this?"

"Where is the blood of the Taishang Patriarch? Why can't I see it? I remember that I used this handkerchief to wipe the black blood from the corner of the Taishang Patriarch's mouth. Where did it go?"

Zhu Youzhi was surprised and puzzled. There was a cute little tabby cat embroidered on the handkerchief. It was his sister, nicknamed Catwoman.

The handkerchief was naturally sewn by the cat lady herself.

But at the moment.

On the handkerchief embroidered with little cats, there was a golden silk thread swimming back and forth, which was very magical, shining with golden lights, full of vitality and vitality.

And this kind of vitality and anger is more like some kind of activity.

As if alive.

When Zhu Youzhi looked at the golden thread, it suddenly stopped swimming, and one end of the thread lifted up, "looking" at Zhu Youzhi.

That's right, in Zhu Youzhi's feeling, this strange golden thread is "looking" at him.

is "gazing" at him.

very curious.

Zhu Youzhi was inexplicably scared and terrified, and greeted in a trembling voice: "Hi, how are you!"

The words just came out.

The golden thread suddenly jumped up and rushed in from Zhu Youzhi's mouth.

"what--"

Zhu Youzhi screamed in fright, scratching his throat frantically with his fingers, wanting to vomit.

But the next moment.

Suddenly, his whole body was hot, and the blood all over his body began to burn, and his limbs and bones were excruciatingly painful, and he passed out instantly.

And this time.

The spiritual energy of the surrounding world swept in madly, forming a cocoon, wrapping Zhu Youzhi.

On the big cocoon, there is a golden silk thread swimming Zhu Youzhi's eight extraordinary meridians, flesh and blood all over his body.

Gradually, thunderous rays of light began to appear on Zhu Youzhi's body
Its daybreak.

In the hut, Zhu Youzhi woke up, opened his eyes, and looked confused.

"I'm alive?"

Suddenly, he remembered what happened last night, and jumped up in shock.

He hurriedly ran to the mirror to take a look, but couldn't help being stunned.

In the mirror, a tall and burly young man was reflected. He had distinct facial features and piercing eyes. He didn't have that peerless face, but there was a heart-wrenching domineering in his brows.

His skin became white, tender and clean, with faint muscle contours.

"This pretty boy. Is it me?"

Zhu Youzhi was stunned.

He touched his face and grabbed the crotch of his pants.

Pain struck.

He screamed in pain, but laughed excitedly.

"This is true, this is not a dream, I, Zhu Youzhi, will also have a day of adventure!"

"The front foot was taught a great move by the Taishang Patriarch, and the back foot had to encounter an adventure."

"The ancestral grave of my old Zhu's family is definitely smoking, and the smoke must be swishing!"

Zhu Youzhi was ecstatic.

"The golden thread from last night is definitely a rare treasure."

He clenched his fist and felt the powerful force surging in his body.

This power shocked him.

Seems like it could kill a cow with one punch.

"By the way, where did that golden thread go?"

He looked inside and found that his meridians had changed drastically, becoming wider and more normal, and his dantian had become more than several times larger.

"Huh?! This golden thread is actually here!"

suddenly.

Zhu Youzhi's eyes froze, and in his dantian, he saw the golden thread, which was constantly swimming.

And compared to last night, this golden thread seemed to be much thicker.

"Golden thread, my treasure, I love you."

Zhu Youzhi muttered to himself excitedly, his face flushed brightly.

As soon as the words came out, in the dantian, the golden thread instantly transformed into a heart shape.

Give him a comparison.

"Ah?! You you you."

Zhu Youzhi was both surprised and delighted, he never thought that this golden thread was so clever.

I can still understand what he said.

Intuition told him that this golden thread would be the treasure for him to change his life against the sky.

"I can't tell anyone about this, not even the Great Patriarch!"

"The golden thread is my biggest secret right now!"

"When I, Zhu Youzhi, will be famous in the wild and invincible in the world, and I am qualified to sit in front of the Taishang Patriarch and drink tea, I will tell him about this again, and I will envy him to death."

"There's also my younger sister. When I succeed in cultivation, I'll bring my sister to the Marrow Cleansing Sect to practice the Marrow Cleansing Sacred Art together."

Zhu Youzhi's eyes were full of longing.

At this moment.

The voice of fellow villager Liu Youfu came from outside, urging him to practice the marrow-washing technique.

"What's the reminder, Liu Youfu, listen to me, today, I'm going to practice the sacred art of washing the marrow on it, you lie down for me."

Zhu Youzhi chuckled, looked in the mirror again and again, and then walked out of the small room confidently.

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(End of this chapter)