In a daze, Linghu Heng seemed to have arrived in a strange environment, where everything was blank and there was no other color.
"Hey, where is this?" Linghu Heng muttered in his heart, looking around suspiciously, trying to find an exit.
Suddenly, he saw a slightly older, slightly stooped but mysterious figure in front of him. Hu Heng had seen this figure since he was a child, and he would not admit it wrong!
"Father, foster father, is it you?" Linghu Heng looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. He didn't notice it, and even his voice trembled.
The man in front turned his head and smiled kindly at Linghu Heng, but who was he if he wasn't an old fortune teller?
Linghu Heng's eyes turned red, and he ran into the arms of the old fortune teller, choking and saying: "Father, why haven't you come to me for so long? Heng'er misses his foster father so much!"
The old fortune teller touched Linghu Heng's head with his calloused hands. Linghu Heng couldn't hold back his tears and kept spraying them out, as if all the grievances of the past seven years had been turned into tears.
Flowed out.
After a long time, Linghu Heng finally left the old fortune teller's arms, looked up at the old fortune teller, and asked with red eyes in confusion: "Father, why don't you speak?"
At this time, the old fortune teller's body began to gradually blur! Seeing this, Linghu Heng was shocked and quickly reached out to catch the old fortune teller's body, but the old fortune teller still gradually disappeared...
At this time, a cold voice came: "Who is your adoptive father?"
Linghu Heng looked up and saw that the person in front of him turned out to be Yang Zhishuang. Linghu Heng looked behind her in confusion and asked in confusion: "Where is my adoptive father?"
Yang Zhishuang said coldly: "Who knows?"
Linghu Heng looked at the goddess in front of him with some awe, and did not dare to speak any more. Seeing Linghu Heng being so dull, Yang Zhishuang felt angry and said: "Idiot!"
Linghu Heng looked at her and smiled. Yang Zhishuang suddenly waved her sleeves and asked coldly: "Do you think I'm beautiful?"
Linghu Heng looked at the man in front of him, who was wearing a goose-yellow Bixia Luo Yi embroidered with plum blossom petals. She was dragging a pale white gauze skirt, holding a soft green gauze in her hands. Her hair was hanging down, and a jade Zan phoenix hairpin was inserted sideways on her shoulder.
If she was cut into a woman with a waist that looked as if it was a slender figure, and muscles that were as thick as fat or blue, and a boneless and charming woman, Linghu Heng was stunned for a moment and said, "Beautiful, so beautiful!"
Yang Zhishuang smiled and said, "You are a mouthful!"
Seeing how cute and cute she was, Linghu Heng couldn't help but walked a few steps forward and arrived in front of Yang Zhishuang. He wanted to reach out and touch Yang Zhishuang's cheeks that could be broken by blows, but Yang Zhishuang suddenly slapped her hand angrily.
"Snapped!!!"
The voice was clear and audible! Linghu Heng touched the red cheek and murmured: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean it!"
Yang Zhishuang was so angry that she paused her feet and said in a hateful voice: "You disciple, get out of here!"
Linghu Heng was speechless for a moment. After all, he was the one who first blasphemed the pure and innocent goddess in his mind. But after Yang Zhishuang finished speaking these words, his graceful body began to blur slowly like an old fortune teller, which made
Hu Heng was anxious, but he didn't dare to make a mistake again. He said urgently: "You...don't leave, don't leave!"
Yang Zhishuang's charming eyes that had not completely dissipated were thrown at him, and Linghu Henghun and Seshou suddenly became stiff and unable to move. Linghu Heng was even more frightened and quickly tried to use his spiritual power to break away from this invisible figure.
He was restrained, but found that there was no spiritual power in the Dantian, and the Nascent Soul that he had worked so hard to cultivate was also missing at this moment!!!
Linghu Heng was even more panicked. You should know that you can still practice without spiritual power, but without Yuanying, you will be a useless person! Linghu Heng hurriedly searched inside again, eager to find out who he was
of Nascent Soul.
At this time, a faint voice came to Linghu Heng's ears: "What are you looking for? Are you looking for me?"
Linghu Heng was already panicking, but when he heard someone say this, he immediately shouted angrily: "Who are you? Is it your fault that you ruined my cultivation? Give me back my cultivation quickly!!!"
The man said leisurely: "Who am I? Haha, who am I? I am your father!"
At this time, Linghu Heng couldn't help but stop being surprised: "What, you are my father?" After thinking for a moment, Linghu Heng felt that this was taking advantage of him, and cursed angrily: "I am still your grandfather, stop talking nonsense, hurry up
Give me back my cultivation!"
The man was not angry, but sighed and said: "My father was killed by an adulterer and his body was completely gone. Heng'er, I want to avenge your father!"
Linghu Heng looked around doubtfully and asked in confusion: "Who were you harmed by? If you don't tell me, how can I avenge you?"
The man's voice was vague, and he didn't know which direction it came from: "The truth will eventually be revealed to the world. Heng'er, you can do it for yourself and for your father..."
"Hey, hey, don't leave, speak clearly, and return your cultivation to me. Otherwise, how can I avenge you? Hey, hey!!!"
Suddenly, Linghu Heng felt like the world was spinning, and his body sank suddenly, as if he had sunk into the ground. He opened his eyes with difficulty and saw that he was surrounded by a completely unfamiliar environment, and he was lying on a bed. Seeing him
When I woke up, someone beside me said in surprise: "Ah Heng, are you awake?"
Linghu Heng vaguely remembered what happened before: "Hey, didn't I fight that giant python and both sides were injured? Why, how did we end up here?"
Lin Jiandi smiled and said: "It's okay that you can still remember this. It's okay. You were your adoptive father in your sleep just now. You screamed so loudly that I was shocked.
I was afraid that something had happened to you, but fortunately you woke up safely."
Linghu Heng thought of the dream he had just had, and thought to himself: "Is that really a dream? Why is it so real?"
After thinking for a while, I couldn't figure it out, and then I asked leisurely: "Where is this, senior brother?"
Lin Jiandi said: "This is an inn in Shengzhou Mansion. You have just recovered from your injury. Please rest more!"
Linghu Heng thought of Wu Zhen and couldn't help asking with concern: "How's the big guy doing? He was injured more seriously than me, is it possible?"
Lin Jiandi laughed and said: "You don't have to worry about that. Ah Zhen woke up long ago. After taking the 'Rejuvenation Pill' from Yaoshen Valley, he is now full of life and has nothing to worry about. He is also a blessing in disguise and has been promoted to Yuan Dynasty."
Middle infancy!”
Linghu Heng said: "That's good. What about the elixir, senior brother, have you collected it?"
Lin Jiandi took out a jade bottle, shook it, and said, "The elixir is here. You've been in a coma for three days. You'd better eat something first and then regain your spiritual power. I'll go out and get you something to eat."
After that, Lin Jiandi opened the door and walked out.
Linghu Heng shook his head, which was still hurting, and looked at the "Blue Moon" fairy sword placed not far away. Feeling relieved, he slowly carried Zhou Tianlai, hoping to restore his exhausted spiritual power.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he got lucky, he felt a surge of spiritual power, and he suddenly started to work on his own! Linghu Heng knew something was wrong, but at this moment, he had no spiritual power around him, so he could only watch. The spiritual power circulated very quickly, and in a short while it had traveled through the meridians throughout the body and returned to the sick Nascent Soul in the Dantian. The Nascent Soul seemed to have grown in size visibly to the naked eye!
Linghu Heng was shocked and confused. He didn't know where this spiritual power came from. After carefully recalling what happened before, he suddenly thought that before he fell into coma, a demon pill jumped into the deep water python's head. In his mouth, "Could it be that this is the spiritual power of the giant python? Doesn't it mean that the demon pill cannot be taken directly, otherwise the meridians may be completely severed, or the body may explode on the spot? How come I am not fine at all?"
Linghu Heng didn't know that if he had been a different person, he would have exploded and died. Thinking about how violent the spiritual power accumulated by the thousand-year-old python is, how could it be endured by a human being? Linghu Hengling also blamed him. His power had long been exhausted, and the pair of strange eyes sucked in nine-tenths of the violent spiritual energy in the demon pill like a giant whale sucking water, so Linghu Heng could barely withstand the demon pill that was neither a coincidence nor a coincidence!
After thinking for a while, Linghu Heng couldn't figure it out and stopped thinking about it. After all, a slight improvement in cultivation is a good thing, so why bother thinking about it? At this moment, Lin Jiandi also brought a piece of food. Linghu Heng He hadn't eaten for three days and was very hungry. He grabbed it and wolfed it down. Not long after, the food for two people was swept away by him...
After eating, Linghu Heng burped with satisfaction. Suddenly, the door of the room was banged open, and a voice came before anyone arrived: "Junior brother, are you awake?" The words were full of surprise, no? Wu Zhen or who?
Linghu Heng jumped off the bed and said, "Big guy, are you okay?"
Wu Zhen touched his head and said, "Haha, I'm fine."
At this moment, Linghu Heng also saw that Wu Zhen's aura seemed to be more condensed. He opened his special pupils and saw that he had indeed reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul. He couldn't help but patted Wu Zhen on the shoulder and said: "I have you, big guy, Xiu I’ve become more diligent again!”
Wu Zhenhan smiled and said: "I've almost been promoted to begin with, but this adventure has made my state of mind a step further. Junior brother, you have also made progress. Have you reached the Great Consummation of the early stage of Nascent Soul?"
Since absorbing the remaining demonic elixir spiritual power, Linghu Heng's cultivation has indeed improved a lot. Originally, he still needed more than a year of hard training to reach the perfection state of the early Yuanying stage, but now he has no trouble. When the destination was reached, Linghu Heng was naturally very happy and said, "It's just a fluke."
Lin Jiandi couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Stop complimenting each other and quickly pack up. Let's go to Medicine God Valley."
Linghu Heng and Wu Zhen were also worried about the situation of Taoist Taoist Silence. Yulin Fairyland was not a safe place either. Monsters were everywhere. It was not easy to find the seven-leafed lotus root inside. The two of them were not verbose and simply cleaned up. After a while, I paid the rent, left the city, and found a deserted place. Yu Jian flew towards the Medicine God Valley... (To be continued)