Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Since he came to the upper world, the ancient wind feels uncomfortable every time he calls Li Mingyang his grandfather, especially when long Junjie is present.

Now, Li Mingyang wants to take his son as an apprentice. How about this generation in the future?

Isn't this a bad generation?

Isn't it a joke that your son is more than ten generations taller than yourself?

"Ha ha ha!"

On the spot, Li Mingyang laughed and thought it was too interesting.

Earlier, he was bent on cultivating an antique son, but he really forgot the issue of seniority.

In fact, in the boundless sect in the upper world, Li Mingyang has more than just one apprentice, long Junjie. That is to say, in this boundless sect, several people have to call it "old ancestor".

Li Mingyang's laughter sounds very harsh in the ancient wind. I couldn't help turning black.

Li Mingyang patted Gu Feng's shoulder again and comforted: "forget it, from this moment on, you don't have to call me 'grandmaster', which even I feel a little unbearable. Although you are from wuliangzong, there is no direct relationship between you and me, so this title will be omitted in the future. From now on, you just need to call me an elder. "

"Now, I accept your son as an apprentice. Shouldn't it be a mess?"

Hoo!

The ancient wind spits out a long mouthful of turbidity. If so, it really doesn't confuse the generation.

After entering wuliangzong, the ancient style only worshipped Bai Changlao as a teacher, and Bai changzong always joined wuliangzong later. Naturally, there will be no relationship between "teacher and apprentice inheritance". Therefore, the generation of ancient style is not as low as expected.

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In the east of Wuhua immortal hall, there is a luxurious palace called Piaomiao palace. This is Li Mingyang's newly opened palace. Nie Qian lives here with peace of mind. There are more than a dozen maidservants waiting on her.

The ancient wind was taken by Li Mingyang and stood far away from the palace gate.

"Go in. The contradiction between you needs to be resolved."

"I owe her, and I left in such a hurry last time. How should I face her?"

The ancient wind was embarrassed. At this time, one of his small hearts "banged" straight, with a great smell of homesickness.

"The news that you have come to wuliangzong today must have reached her ears. If you don't find her, you will only leave more indelible hatred in her heart. "

Li Mingyang sighed helplessly, patted Gu Feng on the shoulder, turned and left.

This kind of thing must be faced by the old style himself. He is an outsider and can't get involved.

"Hey!" Gu Feng sighed helplessly and said to himself, "well, I owe you. If you want to kill or cut today, go with you!"

After realizing this, Gu Feng swaggered and went straight to the palace gate.

It's no use avoiding what you should face.

A man should be responsible. If he does something wrong, he must bear the consequences.

As soon as he stepped into the palace gate, the ancient wind felt a killing opportunity of forest cold.

Then, a series of human figures flew over, and everyone killed the ancient wind with a sharp sword.

Subconsciously, Gu Feng wanted to hide, but in the end, he didn't move his steps and let those flying figures kill himself.

For a short moment, only the sound of "clang" could be heard. When a sharp sword was cut on him, it was all broken on the spot.

I saw more than a dozen young women fly back and surround the ancient wind from a distance, with a look of horror on their faces.

Just now, it's not the ancient custom that deliberately did it, but his body is too strong. With the sword in these women's hands, he can't cut in at all.

That is to say, at this time, the ancient physical body and treasure body are harder than these so-called divine weapons.

"Why don't you fight back? Why don't you slap them to death? It's not like your character. "

As soon as the voice fell, a woman with a big belly came out and came to the lobby. It was Nie Qian.

It has been half a year since the desert Lake incident on that day.

At this time, Nie Qian had been pregnant for more than five months and her stomach had already bulged.

"Let them all retreat. Even if you put down any formation today, you can't hurt me." Ancient wind road.

The dozen maidservants who serve Nie Qian are all empty gods. They really don't look good enough to hurt his God King's treasure body. This is also the main reason why ancient customs do not dodge.

Nie Qian waved her hand, and all the maidservants withdrew.

Sitting down on a stool, Nie Qian gently stroked her lower abdomen.

Gently lifted Bei's teeth: "what do you think I should call you? Call you dragon? Or Yan Feng? Or antique? What if I give you a nickname of a variety of animals? " Although Nie Qian's tone was gentle, she actually turned upside down in her heart. Her anger and hatred were just forced down by her.

"Nie Qian, I'm sorry for you. Today, even if you want to fight or kill, you're welcome."

"Fight or kill? Do you think I have that ability? I can't kill you, but I can kill your son! "

As soon as the voice fell, Nie Qian's expression turned cold. Immediately, she waved her palm and patted it hard towards her lower abdomen.

Whoosh!

At this moment, Gu Feng's body turned into streamer, grabbed Nie Qian's small hand and said angrily: "Nie Qian, what do you want? Tiger poison doesn't eat its seeds. Do you really have to do it? "

"Let go of me!"

In an instant, the small universe in Nie Qian's heart broke out. She struggled frantically and shouted and scolded desperately.

"Gu Feng, you beast, you not only insulted me, but also pretended to be Mao Dalong to cheat my true feelings. If you don't die well, you should go to hell..."

Scolding, Nie Qian shed tears of grievance, and her spirit has completely collapsed.

Before she knew that the ancient style was Mao Dalong, her goal was very clear. Even if she couldn't kill the ancient style, she had to die for love.

But now, she can't die for love anymore, because the person who has been crazy with herself for a month in the holy pool is actually her biggest enemy. What should she do?

Tangles and contradictions intertwined, brewing the greatest pain. Nie Qian was tormented by this pain.

Gu Feng didn't answer back. He just held Nie Qian tightly in his arms and let her cry.

Gu Feng knew that at this time, whatever he said was useless, and Nie Qian couldn't listen at all. Only let her vent heartily is the best solution.

Sure enough, Nie Qian gradually calmed down from the initial crazy struggle and scolding, and finally just sobbed softly.

At this time, the ancient wind said, "Nie Qian, raise our son well. It's not only my son, but also your son. With a son, there is hope and hope in life... "