"I'm so good, I'm so weird!" Old Songtou said in surprise. His son has been a monster since he was a child. He has never seen Song Lang showing such an attitude.
"Dad!" Song Lang called Old Songtou for the third time, with a serious and heavy tone, and a look of madness on his face!
"Huh?" Lao Song was even more surprised. This cheap son's behavior was too abnormal.
The old Song head of the 'Quotations from Heaven' originally wanted to wait until Song Lang's foundation was more solid before passing it on to him. But now he opened a door for this boy in advance, letting him know another vast and strange world. , why does this kid have such a scary expression!
"Can a person live for a thousand years?" Song Lang asked.
"Yes." Old Song nodded. For some reason, he felt the faint madness in Song Lang's heart, as if there was an ancient beast in his body that wanted to break free from its cage.
"This world we are in is the human world?"
"yes."
"Before the human world was closed and the passage between the two worlds was closed, were there many monks who migrated to the heaven and human world?"
"good."
"Did you know that a thousand years ago there was Wu Song, a tiger hunter? Was he also in the world of gods and humans?"
"Wu Song? That's the mighty golden warrior saint in the heaven and human world. And how do you know that he is in the heaven and human world now?"
"I'm going to kill him!" Song Lang said coldly, his eyes were red and about to bleed.
Old Songtou: "..."
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"What!"
Old Songtou jumped down from the bedside, staring at Song Lang in front of him with his eyes glowing with light, an expression of disbelief on his face.
"What? There are martial saints, martial gods, and even legendary 'immortals' in this world. Why is it so strange that my soul has traveled through time?" Song Lang was puzzled by his father's exaggerated actions.
"This is not the same thing at all!" Old Songtou said solemnly. He looked at Song Lang as if he was admiring a rare antique, and his mouth was filled with laughter: "The soul travels across thousands of years! This is not the case at all. Even if there are no means that a monk can possess, even the illusory immortal cannot achieve such a time travel like you!"
"Oh?" Song Lang pondered, it turned out that the Martial Saint or Martial God was not as powerful as he thought.
"Your situation is basically that your soul has been separated from the body. You have traveled through the ages and come to the future world! Even the legendary immortals cannot do this!" Old Songtou said extremely seriously. The legendary immortals are indeed very powerful. It is so powerful that it can destroy the sky and even the world with one thought.
But Song Lang's situation involves the power of the untouchable rules. Even the immortal who destroys the heaven and the earth may not be able to use the power of the soul to break the rules of time, cross the thousand-year river of light, and descend into the future.
"Then how did I get here?" Song Lang asked.
"It may be that there is an abnormality in the power of rules between heaven and earth, and when you are in a state of despair, this power of rules takes you strangely through the ages and into the future." Old Songtou explained patiently, but the power of it was It has nothing to do with him, Lao Songtou.
A few hours later, Old Songtou vomited all his saliva and tried his best to give Song Lang a reasonable explanation.
"How did I come here? Could it be that I am a god from heaven who descended to earth, or am I the reincarnation of that immortal?" Song Lang sighed with infinite ecstasy.
Old Songtou: "..."
"Are you actually that Ximen Qing?!" Old Songtou looked at Song Lang's face and suddenly laughed strangely.
Song Lang's face suddenly darkened. I'm Ximen Qing. What's wrong? Is it in your way or something?
"Interesting, interesting!" Lao Songtou laughed twice, a look of obscenity suddenly appearing on his face.
"Dad, don't scare me!" Song Lang was scared. Old Songtou's wretchedness made his hair stand on end. He was afraid that his father would do something to him.
"Get the fuck out of here, don't disgust me!" Old Songtou saw Song Lang's demeanor and knew that this kid must be slandering his wise and mighty image in his heart.
"I don't know what happened in your last life, but although Wu Song was a powerful martial saint with a golden body, he was extremely domineering. I think you might just be a little brat that he casually killed."
Old Songtou looked at Song Lang and said.
"..." Song Lang's face turned even darker. What do you mean by killing a kid casually? Isn't this a blow to his face and a display of the prestige of the evil man Wu Song?
"Don't be dissatisfied. Although Wu Song is crazy, he is truly invincible and strong!" Dad said.