Rich Mommy's Talented Sons

Ever since Cang Cen was young, he had an eccentric personality and never interacted with anyone. Other than his conscious parents and teachers, he rarely bothered with outsiders. Thus, ever since he managed to become one with the Thousand Gu, he felt that his cultivation should have increased to a certain extent. All these years, he had been looking for breakthroughs, wanting to cultivate to the legendary level of integration of human Gu. However, every time, he felt that he was lacking something, and that was why this time, Mu Cheng was unable to hold on, thus he took the initiative to ask the Patriarch for permission to come over.

He didn't expect that when he just arrived today, he would feel that his cultivation which had been stuck at a low level for so long had improved. If it wasn't for the fact that he had to do the same thing every day, he wouldn't have noticed this subtle change.

Seeing that the screen had returned to normal, Diwu Yue and his sons looked at each other, shock written all over their faces. Diwu Yue took out his phone and dialed Bai Bing's number. The scene from before was too shocking, it shook everyone's hearts. She finally realized that this mysterious man in black was not someone she could handle. The depth of his magic made her feel a sense of helplessness.

"Are you talking about the voodoo Gu technique that he cultivates?" The cold voice carried a heavy tone of surprise, clearly, Bai Bing was also very surprised.

"Mm, the person who cast the spell can't see his appearance. His entire body is covered by a black robe. He was currently living in a different courtyard. He didn't know if he was really cultivating or doing something, but there were countless red threads dancing in the air. It looked shocking and extremely strange. In the end, these red threads had actually condensed into a thicker branch. After maintaining for about ten minutes or so, they completely dispersed. They stayed in the air for a while longer before slowly disappearing into the night sky. " Looking at the screen, Bai Bing saw that Diwu Yue's face was exceptionally pale due to being too shocked.

"She pondered for a moment, then opened her mouth again." I'm afraid that you'll have to go find grandpa to know about this. Wait for a moment, I'll go call grandpa. " With that, Bai Bing got up and left.

After around 10 minutes or so, Bai Shun appeared on the screen using his walking stick. Seeing his expression, he knew that Bai Bing had told him about this on the way here.

Bai Shun was just about to finish, he did not have time to ask about anything else, so Diwu Yue passed on the influence of Diwu Chen's previous production. No matter what she said, that shocking scene was not something she could put into words.

Bai Shun stared intently at the screen, his expression becoming more and more ugly, until his hands were trembling from anger.

"It really is a Gu. It's really a Gu. " Bai Shun repeated himself twice. The art of the voodoo Gu was originally a magical art of Miao Jiang's generation, and for thousands of years, no one had been able to accept it. Therefore, the initial suppression was very serious. Their people never dared to walk outside, and even the natives of Miao Jiang didn't like people who cultivated this kind of magic. Therefore, they had no choice but to stay in the depths of the mountains. In the past 500 years, there had been no news of them. Gradually, people could only find information about Gu in ancient books. And those people who cultivate this strange technique have long been forgotten by the people. I never would have thought that they would actually appear again. " Bai Shun sighed, and looked at Diwu Yue with an additional trace of suspicion.

"How on earth did you offend such a person?"