Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 68 The Thousand Miles Deep Sea Finally Has a Bottom
Li Daqiu called him father, and wanted to be Yang Heng's adopted son, so Yang Heng strongly supported and praised him.

however.

Yang Heng did not agree.

Li Daqiu was very disappointed, as expected, the second junior brother had used this trick before, and if he used it again, it would not be good.

The novelty of the old devil is over.

Su Xiaolu originally wanted to recognize her godfather, but when she saw that senior brother Li Daqiu had failed, she didn't speak anymore, but the envy in her eyes grew stronger.

Seeing this scene, Wei Chungui felt proud and complacent, and felt more and more wise.

But right now.

Wei Chungui's mind suddenly roared, as if the fog had receded, and he was jolted.

Like waking up from a dream.

Everything that happened just now was like a dream, making him unbelievable.

"I, I, I, I actually worshiped the old devil as a godfather?! Is this what my surname Wei did?"

"The head can be broken, the blood can flow, my surname Wei is indomitable, how can I join forces with the old devil? What happened just now?"

"Why would I do that?"

Wei Chungui felt horrified, as if he had been cursed by a powerful existence in the dark.

The self just now is like another self.

"Worshiping the old devil as godfather is definitely not my original wish!"

"My fast and ruthless Black Dragon Knife, even in my dreams, I want to chop off the old devil's head."

Wei Chungui's mood fluctuated violently.

At this time.

His cultivation base began to become manic, his blood was flowing rapidly, and his body gradually expanded, rapidly becoming bigger like a balloon.

"No, I feel like I'm going to explode!"

"What's going on? I don't want to blow myself up!"

Wei Chungui turned pale with shock, and hastily forcibly controlled the circulation of cultivation and blood in his body.

however.

All to no avail.

In the dark, there seemed to be a strange and terrifying force controlling him, making his cultivation base and vitality inflated, leading him to the verge of self-destruction.

"Ah—! Godfather, help—!"

Wei Chungui roared.

As soon as he yelled, he was startled for a while, why did I call my godfather so smoothly, didn't I wake up already?

Forget it, don't care, my life is important.

"Godfather, help—!"

next to.

Yang Heng noticed that Wei Chungui's body was abnormal, so he quickly struck, and dozens of palms of the Immortal Hand hit Wei Chungui's vital points all over his body.

A golden light suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand, and the mighty Qi and blood overwhelmingly suppressed Wei Chungui's rioting Qi and blood together.

Feeling that his body had returned to normal, Wei Chungui couldn't help but pop a thought in his mind: it smells so good to have a godfather!

next to.

When Li Daqiu and Su Xiaolu saw this scene, their eyes widened in shock.

It was the first time they saw someone relying on the power of blood to suppress the self-explosion, which was beyond imagination.

"Is this the power of physical sanctification?"

"I must work hard to practice pull-ups and push-ups, and I also want to sanctify my body!"

Li Daqiu was stimulated, and the look in his eyes became firm.

Wei Chungui was rescued by Yang Heng, and his back was soaked.

He looked at Yang Heng with complicated eyes, including gratitude, bitterness, and an inexplicable sense of guilt.

"Forget it, godfather is godfather!"

"Although my surname Wei is ruthless, I am also a trustworthy person. Since I have worshiped the old devil as my godfather, I will fulfill my obligations as a son."

"In the future, after he is suppressed by the Holy Land, I will send him to his death and bury him gloriously!"

Wei Chungui pondered in his heart.

He didn't think the old devil had a chance of surviving.

Even if the old devil's body is now sanctified and his cultivation has begun to recover, the red-haired ominous is his real calamity.

and.

Once the holy ancestor of the holy land leaves the customs, he will definitely bring the extreme holy soldiers to kill him and forcibly suppress the old devil.

Wei Chungui was very calm and thought everything through in an instant.

He bowed to Yang Heng, and said earnestly: "Thank godfather for saving my life, the child will never forget the kindness of godfather!"

Say it.

He also remembered the Holy Land urging him to return for investigation, so he asked Yang Heng to resign.

The excuse was that his cultivation base had just broken through, and he wanted to go to the Great Wilderness to practice for a while to consolidate his cultivation base.

Yang Heng smiled slightly, his deep eyes were sharp and vicissitudes, he seemed to see through everything, and said: "My son, go!"

"Before I leave, I will give you a piece of advice for my father."

Wei Chungui bowed and saluted, and said, "My child, listen carefully."

Yang Heng looked far away for a while, and sighed: "The deep sea will eventually have a bottom, five inches of people's hearts can't be touched, the wilderness is dangerous, and people's hearts are even darker. If you encounter difficulties, you can ask your ancestors. If your ancestors don't speak, it means you have your heart."

Wei Chungui was shocked, and felt that what the old devil said was very realistic, maybe it was the old devil's personal experience.

Let him be like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.

He bowed deeply, then kowtowed three times to Yang Heng.

"Godfather, take care!"

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands to Li Daqiu and Su Xiaolu, turned around and left.

at this time.

The gardenias were in full bloom, flying all over the sky, the wind was strong, and the white petals blew up and landed on Wei Chungui's back hairstyle. His hair spread out and danced wildly with the wind.

Su Xiaolu was suddenly agitated, and ran out with red eyes, shouting loudly: "Second Senior Brother, you must come back safely, we will wait for you!"

Wei Chungui shook his arm without looking back.

"Ten years of sharpening the knife to the wilderness, eight thousand miles away from Yunheyue, my surname is Wei, the black dragon knife is fast and ruthless, no one can kill me, hahaha."

Laughter came from afar.

With tears in her eyes, Su Xiaolu burst out laughing.

But she knew that the second senior brother's tone was so loud, he was not eating garlic, nor was he bragging, but that he really already had this strength.

After all, the second senior brother used to testify to the ancient sage.

Old Sage, extraordinary.

Even in the Holy Land of Mingyue, the Old Sage has less than two hands.

As for the Ancient Sage Sword Cultivator, Mingyue Holy Land, who is famous for his combat prowess, there is not yet one person.

After sending Wei Chungui away, Yang Heng planned to return to the Julu Temple, but Li Daqiu stopped him.

"Master, those old smokers of yours have been waiting for two days, why don't you go and meet them."

Li Daqiu bowed and said, "They said, this time, they brought you your favorite baby."

"Baby I like?"

Yang Heng was taken aback.

Li Daqiu showed a wretched smile, poked his finger at Yang Heng, and said in a low voice, "It's your favorite peach butt."

Yang Heng suddenly realized.

Formerly an old sex critic, he loves beautiful women, especially peach buttocks, so this group of old smokers often bring some female disciples with peach buttocks for him.

According to the rules, the predecessor would do a simple washing of the marrow and veins for them, not to wash out the spirit body to change their aptitude, but to prolong their life and let them live a few more years.

"So, let's go and have a look!"

Yang Heng pondered and replied.

Li Daqiu was overjoyed, that group of old smokers were extremely difficult to serve, each of them had a very violent temper, if he hadn't estimated the face of the old devil, he would have kicked them out long ago.

at this time.

Welcome hall.

Seven bald old men sat together, drinking tea and chatting.

Each of them held a dry tobacco pot in their mouths, puffing clouds and mist, even if the windows of the main hall were wide open, the whole hall was covered in smoke, and people could not be seen clearly from three meters away.

The disciple who was serving tea and water was fainted on the ground within a few steps.

"Old Liu, do you think we'll just wait here?"

"Old Zhang, don't worry. Didn't the little boy Li Daqiu say that Lao Yang is in retreat, and he will be out soon."

"Hmph! Retreat? I think he is avoiding us on purpose!"

"Yeah, thanks to the fact that we have been old smokers for decades, and brought him peach buttocks, he actually let us sit on the bench here, and didn't send a few beautiful female disciples to serve us."

A few old men were complaining.

(End of this chapter)