The car was in front of the car, and it passed for an hour. It was about 7:30 in the evening that Chu Hao arrived at the destination.

What surprised Chu Hao was that this place was quite remote, and there were very few buildings around, probably outside the Seventh Ring Road.

This place seems to be a tourist area with a well -preserved ancient town. The car enters the ancient town and stopped in front of a large building.

Chu Hao got out of the car. He looked around, with lights on both sides, and there were many passengers around him.

A vermilion door next to it opened, and it seemed to be a yard.

At the door, he saw Ma Zeyuan sitting there impatiently, one hand pulling his feet, and one hand digging his nostrils.

Seeing Chu Hao standing there, he scolded and said, "The smelly boy, let Lao Tzu wait for so long, hurry up and roll over, the dishes are almost cold."

Chu Hao was dumb, and then he followed Ma Zeyuan's body and walked into the door.

When entering, Chu Hao saw the top of the door and wrote two words.

"Chong Xuan!"

Chu Hao followed him and walked into it. Chu Hao walked in with his front foot, and a car rear foot stopped not far away.

In the car, a person frowned and said to the phone: "He actually came to Changshou Town."

"The address is given to me!" On the phone, Chen Ningxiang's voice rang and said.

"Okay!" The people in the car said.

Nympho

On the other side, a certain villa in Yanjing hung up the phone, and then looked at Yang Chen and said, "Let's take a trip with me!"

"On the night, don't you need to do it?" Yang Chen asked.

"No!" Chen Ningxiang smiled slightly: "Thousands of heavy shadows, naturally someone brought him out."

"Okay!" Yang Chen didn't say much, he got up and said, "That ... go!"

Nympho

On the other side, Chu Hao walked into the ancestral house. In the room, there was a huge table, front of the table, and countless spiritual cards. Before the spirit card, the incense was prosperous!

There is a long table in front, and there are many dishes on the table. Chu Hao counts a little bit, at least hundreds of, and it is completely different!

On top of the table, there is a pair of tableware at the same time. The left side is fourteen, the right side is 14, and there are twenty -five pairs in total.

But no one sat down.

Lin Qingshan stood in the distance. At this time, he was meticulous with his hair. At this time, he kneeled in front of those spiritual cards and looked solemn!

Chu Hao was surprised to see this scene!

Obviously, Lin Qingshan is very important for this worship ceremony. It is not just a simple hoe to pay tea.

"Come on!" Seeing Chu Hao walk in, Lin Qingshan's face showed a little smile.

"Hmm!" Chu Hao nodded: "Master, what do I need to do?"

"Come and kneel beside me!" Lin Qingshan said.

Chu Hao nodded, he walked next to Lin Qingshan, he looked towards the ground, and his scalp was slightly numb.

The ground is not a futon, but ... a nail!

Next to him, Ma Zeyuan didn't wash his hands. He picked up a apple while holding, watching Chu Hao at ease.

Lin Qingshan didn't speak, but just looked at Chu Hao.

Chu Hao gritted his teeth, and then began to kneel down at the nail.

Fortunately, these nails are ordinary nails, and after entering the spiritual situation, they cannot hurt Chu Hao.

"Pap!"

At this time, Lin Qingshan suddenly shot on the shoulders of Chu Hao.

Suddenly, the pain of a cone's heart came from Chu Hao's legs. He felt that these nails had entered into his flesh.

"His!" Chu Hao took a breath.

"Can you hold back?" Lin Qingshan asked.

Chu Hao once felt that Lin Qingshan was playing himself.

"Remember your pain now!" Lin Qingshan smiled slightly: "And ... never forget him, and never let yourself fall into such a situation."

After speaking, he turned around, held a long sword, bowed to those spiritual cards: "List the ancestor list, and the thirtieth generation of the junior is the thirty -generation heir of the Xuanmen, Lin Qingshan. Today, I have chosen the thirty -first generation of Chongxuanmen

Heachi, I broke the rules of the ancestors, passed the thirty -first generation of Chongxuanmen, and passed it on to an immortal. I hope you forgive me. "

Then, he turned to look at Chu Haodao: "I am Lin Qingshan, the thirtieth generation of Chongxuanmen, Chong Xuanmen is a refined martial arts, with the body of the body, mainly refining, the body becomes holy, immortal and immortal!

"

"Take tea!" Lin Qingshan said.

At this time, Ma Zeyuan walked over with the tea cup. He fell a cup of tea and handed it to Chu Hao. Chu Hao looked at Lin Qingshan next to him, kneeling on the nail, and facing Lin Qingshan Road: "Master, please, please, please

Drink tea! "

Lin Qingshan raised the tea cup and looked solemn. He took a sip, and then poured the remaining tea to the ground.

Then, he handed the heavy sword in his hand to Chu Hao.

The heavy sword is black, the length is about one meter two, and the width is more than four fingers.

Chu Hao took his hands, and at this moment he almost didn't faint.

At least two or three hundred pounds weighs this sword. If it wasn't for him to raise the spiritual situation and the physical changes changed a lot, I am afraid that it may not be able to catch it.

And this weight blessing, his legs, and the severe pain, even more intense.

"Hold it!" Lin Qingshan said: "Chong Xuanmen, since ancient times, has been a single pass. It is only that it is most suitable for those who refine the body.

Chu Hao was holding a sword, and he felt that he was going to die.

Probably the appearance of half a minute in the past, Lin Qingshan vomited a sigh of breath: "Persist in half a minute, Licheng!"

Speaking, he grabbed Chu Hao!

On the ground, the blood that has flowed all over the ground.

Before Chu Hao returned to God, he was caught by Lin Qingshan and sat on the chair next to him. His legs and knees came. The endless pain came.

At this time, Chu Hao saw that Lin Qingshan took out a bottle from his arms. In the bottle, he had some black plaster.

He hadn't responded yet. The clothes on his body were suddenly cleaned by Lin Qingshan.

Chu Hao froze for a moment, and he quickly covered himself: "Master, what are you going to do!"

Lin Qingshan didn't say much. He took out the plaster in the bottle with wooden slices and applied to Chu Hao's injured knee.

A smell comes, accompanied by a cool feeling, extremely comfortable.

Chu Hao originally planned to treat it himself, but he felt that his injured legs were healed at a speed of visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, a energy seemed to enter his body and was tempering his body.
Chapter completed!