Ah Huang looked a little embarrassed and called out: "Dad! What are you doing? Do you look like you are taking refuge? I think you are on vacation..."
He said helplessly and walked towards Huang Fei.
oh?
Huang Fei and Xia BaXiaJiu were drunk. They turned around and saw their son and Fu Yang walking towards them. They also had the chubby pet cat and a big turtle with them!
"Boss, we miss you so much!"
When Xia Ba and Xia Jiu saw Mr. Xiong, they immediately pounced on him, looking like "a suckling child meets its mother."
Mr. Xiong pretended to tap their thick carapace with his paws, making a thumping sound, and nodded: "Not bad, little crab, little crab, little shrimp, you two are quite sensible. But, why?"
Why don’t you take me with you when you drink?”
This, this, this...
Huang Fei was dumbfounded, watching Mr. Xiong spouting human words and talking to Crab, Eight, and Nine.
In his impression, isn't this big fat cat that looks like a panda Fu Yang's pet? When he was at home in Liangjiang Town, he always liked to eat on the table like people.
Before Fu Yang and Ah Huang spoke, Mr. Xiong, the fat cat, sat down next to Huang Fei and stretched out his furry paws to pat his shoulder: "Uncle Huang, I was afraid of being scared before.
I care about you, so I didn’t tell you the truth. Master... My name is Master Xiong. I am a good brother of your son and Fu Yang. Let’s talk about the three of us. You can understand it as sworn brothers. I am the eldest brother, and they are
My little brother."
Depend on!
When Fu Yang and Ah Huang heard this, they wanted to rush forward and tear the damn fat cat apart.
What kind of big brother and little brother thing? This is nonsense!
But it was hard to say anything in front of Ah Huang’s father. I could only glare at the fat cat, wanting to kill it with my eyes...
When Huang Fei heard what Mr. Xiong said, he was stunned at first, and then quickly accepted it. Maybe it was because he had experienced too many things during this period, which were too bizarre. His psychological quality must have improved rapidly!
What's more, we were just punching and drinking with Crab, Eight, and Nine. Now it's no big deal that Mr. Xiong is a monster, right?
Huang Fei laughed: "I remember when we were in Liangjiang Town, my wife thought you were really an ordinary pet cat and gave you a raw fish to eat. Hahaha! It's really hard for you."
fine!
Mr. Xiong waved his hand generously: "Auntie also means well. Come on, come on, Uncle Huang, I will drink with you."
As the fat cat said, he also grabbed a bottle of beer...
"Drink an egg! You damn fat cat, don't lead my dad into trouble."
Ah Huang snatched the wine bottle from Master Xiong and glared at him fiercely. Then he looked at his father with a smile and said, "Dad, little Yoko and I were worried about letting you and mom hide here.
In the city fortification shelter at the bottom of the Sky Building, you two will be worried and bored. Now it seems that I worried too much. As expected of my dad! He has excellent psychological quality and a strong acceptance."
As he said that, he gave a thumbs up.
In fact... Seeing that his parents quickly accepted the existence of the supernatural world and various demons, ghosts, and cultivators, and lived a pretty good life. Ah Huang felt relieved. He was still worried about remaining ordinary people for the rest of his life.
And the parents of ordinary people are not used to it.
Now it seems that as a descendant of Zhang Mingyu, he is actually a descendant of the six clans of the Qingcheng sect. The genes and blood of the Huang family are still very powerful.
So this made Ah Huang even more eager to test his parents' cultivation talents!
He took out two pieces of yellow talisman paper from his arms that had already been drawn with talismans. They were Longhu Mountain's "spirit-testing spells" and were used to test cultivation talents.
"I'll go wake up my mother."
Ah Huang said, walking to the next room...
Fu Yang smiled and told Huang Fei about "cultivation talent". He looked surprised and happy: "Xiao Yang, do you mean that your aunt and I can also practice magic? In the future, we can also be like this
You are flying in the sky and escaping from the earth, and your movements are so powerful that you are boundless? You are not a mortal!"
Well...
Fu Yang scratched his head and replied with a smile: "Uncle Huang, essentially, the blood flowing in your body is the blood of ancestor Zhang Mingyu. He is a powerful Celestial Master with three flowers gathered at the top. As his direct descendant, you,
The time apart is not very long. There is a high probability that he has the talent for cultivation. But as for Auntie, it’s hard to say. But we will have to wait until Ah Huang tests it before we can judge."
After chatting for a few words, Ah Huang hurried over with his mother.
After some explanation, he asked his parents to sit down and then cast the spell...
Whizzing!
Two "spiritual talismans" flew towards Huang Fei and his wife, then hovered above their heads, releasing a soft light.
Fu Yang, Mr. Xiong, Crab, Eight, Shrimp, Nine, and Old Turtle were standing by, watching intently. They were also curious as to whether Ah Huang's parents had the talent for cultivation?
Soon, the spirit-detecting talisman changed!
The talisman paper above Ah Huang's father's head split into four and turned into four jumping orange flames. The talisman paper above Ah Huang's mother's head turned into a ball of jumping flames.
There are results!
Fu Yang blurted out in surprise: "Uncles and aunts all have talents in cultivation."
The soul-testing talisman is just a relatively basic talisman in Longhu Mountain. The ones used for testing are also approximate cultivation talent levels and are not particularly detailed.
There are four levels in total: excellent, good, medium, and poor, which means the talisman will turn into several groups of flames.
Judging from the situation just now, Ah Huang's father has four flames on his head, which means his cultivation talent is excellent! But Ah Huang's mother has only one flame on her head, which means her cultivation talent is obviously poor...
However, even if the talent is poor, it is still there!
As long as you have cultivation talent, no matter how bad you are, it won't be a problem. With Ah Huang's status and resources, even with the cultivation resources of various heavenly materials and earthly treasures, he can accumulate his mother's realm to a certain extent.
I have to say, this is really good news!
Huang Fei was even more excited and seemed to be muttering: "Ancestor, future generations have not embarrassed you at last, you still have talent for cultivation..."
In the next few days, Ah Huang told his parents some basic Longhu Mountain Taoist cultivation tips, and wrote down some theoretical knowledge for them to read.
Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong were both happy to have some free time and simply rested for a few days in Rongtian Building. While waiting for the return of Wei Ke and Li Yiran, they also chatted about how to further explore the "mystery of the fall of Tianpan"...
Thousands of miles away from Chengdu.
Longhu Mountain.
The valley behind the mountain is where the leader retreats.
The headmaster of Longhu Mountain sat cross-legged in a thatched hut, meditating. His whole body entered the state of "forgetting both things and myself", as if he had turned into a wooden statue.