The Jade Rabbit retreats, and the Golden Crow rises!
Early morning.
Cheng Liu quickly came to the village cemetery, looked at his ancestors kneeling in front of the tombstones of Grandpa Taizu and Grandma Taizu, and whispered:
"Ancestor..."
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng took a deep look at the tombstone!
Immediately, he stood up, turned around, and said in a low voice:
"Let's go!"
Cheng Liu followed his ancestor's footsteps and walked out.
Far away from his parents' tombs, Cheng Buzheng paused.
A thought came into my mind.
A stream of light came out from his back.
An unusually powerful beast appeared in front of Cheng Buzheng!
Xiaohou roared in grievance at Cheng Buzheng, and then it noticed Cheng Liu behind Cheng Buzheng. After feeling the opponent's weak spiritual pressure, the beast's eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of human disdain.
The contempt is clearly visible!
"alright!"
Cheng Buzheng patted Xiaohou's head and said.
And Cheng Liu didn't expect that his ancestor actually had such a powerful spiritual beast.
As for the ancestral spirit beast's contempt, he completely ignored it.
This is the sense of superiority that a strong person has when facing a weak monk!
This is also the norm in the world of immortality.
Cheng Liu felt the pressure coming towards him, and he knew clearly that this was definitely a second-level spiritual beast.
"It seems that I have underestimated my ancestor. A monk who can raise a second-level spiritual beast in captivity must not underestimate his own strength."
Cheng Liu thought to himself.
When he first met his ancestor, he felt the majestic pressure and knew that his ancestor was a monk in the foundation-building stage. At that time, he thought that his ancestor was at best the peak of the foundation-building stage.
After all, the ancestor has only been practicing for more than sixty years, but now it seems that the ancestor's cultivation is far more than that.
"Ancestor, you have to hold your thighs tightly from now on!"
Cheng Liu thought to himself.
He knew the many benefits of having thighs to hug, especially for a low-level monk like him.
I just don’t know if the ancestor’s thighs can hold him.
Thinking of this, Cheng Liu couldn't help but feel a headache.
At the same time, Cheng Buzheng noticed a look of astonishment flashing through Cheng Liu's eyes, and he also understood that the junior was surprised by Xiaohou's strength.
Then, he said calmly:
"let's go!"
Cheng Buzheng tapped his feet, rose into the air, and sat cross-legged on Xiaohou's back, while Cheng Liu followed the ancestor and sat on his back.
Xiaohou sensed that the weak monk dared to sit on his back, and couldn't help but roar. Only the owner can sit on his back, and no one else can.
Cheng Buzheng sensed that Xiaohou was angry and quickly comforted him.
Cheng Liu, who was sitting on Xiaohou's back, immediately knew that the reason for the spirit beast's anger was probably because of him.
At this moment, he was sitting on pins and needles, looking at his ancestor with embarrassment.
Cheng Buzheng mentally connected with Xiaohou and told him that this person was his descendant and also his descendant, and that he should protect his descendants and so on...
Communication completed!
After Xiaohou also understood the relationship, a look of understanding appeared in his eyes.
After he understood that the young monk was his descendant, he stopped getting angry and instead roared in pleasure, as if to say that I also have a descendant.
See this.
A smile appeared on Cheng Bu Zheng's lips.
Cheng Liu, who was sitting on Xiaohou's back, was thinking about whether to go down and control the magic weapon on his way.
suddenly.
He heard Xiaohou's soft roar of pleasure. Although he didn't know why there was such a huge contrast, he knew it must be the reason of his ancestor.
The little roar was in a happy mood, its hind limbs were slightly bent, and it jumped upwards, soaring into the sky.
At the same time, the broad scale wings stretched out from both sides and disappeared into a stream of light.
Cheng Liu, who was sitting on the back of the Thunder Roar Beast, saw the scenery everywhere receding rapidly.
"As expected of a second-level spiritual beast! It's so fast!"
He whispered secretly in his heart.
If we drive at this speed, we can reach Qinglingfang in two hours at most.
Thinking of arriving by yourself with a magic weapon, it would take at least several days to arrive.
It is not difficult to find from this that the speed of high-level monks is by no means comparable to that of low-level monks.
Just when Cheng Liu was sighing, he was getting closer to Qinglingfang.
A ray of light streaked across the sky, leaving behind a long, straight dragon of air waves.
An hour later.
Ten miles outside Qinglingfang, a stream of light slipped from the sky.
The aura dissipated.
Two people and one beast appeared on the ground.
Xiaohou consciously turned into a spiritual light and shot into Cheng Buzheng's back. It didn't want to stay in the dark and uncomfortable spirit beast bag.
"Let's go!"
Cheng Buzheng said calmly.
The two of them walked towards the entrance and exit of Qinglingfang, one behind the other.
Entering the shop, weaving through the crowd, we came to a teahouse.
Cheng Liu whispered to Cheng Bu Zheng who was not far away:
"Ancestor, the place where we meet is right here."
"In half a day, it will be the appointed time."
Cheng Buzheng nodded.
Then he went to the second floor and sat down at a table near the window.
I ordered a few dishes and a pot of spiritual tea.
He took a sip from time to time and looked down at the monks passing by on the street.
Cheng Liu went directly to the private room where he had met and waited.
The sun is rising, in the middle of the scorching sun!
There were gradually more monks on the street, and it became a lot more lively.
at this time.
A middle-aged monk wearing a black robe, with broad shoulders and long hands, walked toward the teahouse.
Cheng Buqing had a thought in his mind.
There was a green lotus with a faint light in each of his eyes, and he glanced at the middle-aged monk.
Then the green lotus in his eyes disappeared, and his eyes returned to the dishes in front of him again.
Cheng Buzheng frowned and took a sip of spiritual tea.
The consciousness moves slightly.
In a private room on the second floor.
Cheng Liu was playing with the tea cup in his hand, when suddenly aura surged in front of him, and a portrait was outlined in front of him, as if there was an invisible big hand playing with it.
This portrait is exactly the same as that of the burly middle-aged monk.
Cheng Liu played with the teacup for a moment, straightened up, became alert, and put his hand in the storage bag to take out the magic weapon.
Suddenly, he relaxed again.
At the same time, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.
"Is this person Gao He?"
After hearing the message from his ancestor, Cheng Liu immediately replied:
"Ancestor, it is this person."
Cheng Buzheng used the cover of his sleeves to move the corners of his mouth slightly.
"He is not a middle-stage Qi-training monk, but a late-stage Qi-training monk."
"This person is proficient in a concealment spell that is difficult for ordinary Qi cultivators to detect."
"You have to be careful."
Although this person's hidden cultivation spell is not an ordinary spell, and the quality of the spell is likely to reach the (peerless) level, it is invisible to his Lingxiao Qinglian eyes.
He told Cheng Liu to give him more perspective.
Cheng Liu in the private room was also filled with fear. If his ancestor hadn't told him, he wouldn't have believed that a monk with five spiritual roots could reach the advanced stage of Qi training in more than ten years.
Cheng Liu suppressed the shock in his heart and calmed down. He didn't want Gao He, who was about to arrive, to notice anything strange.
in a blink.
Cheng Liu returned to his previous state again, as if it wasn't him who showed surprise just now.
He has been influenced by his grandfather and other elders since he was a child, and he has a good understanding of the ways of being an official. This also makes him a bit intangible in his emotions and anger.
When other children cry for toys, he is different!
He has been sweet-mouthed since he was a child, and he always gets the toys he wants while making adults happy.
After growing up.
After he knew the cruelty of the world of immortality, the city became more and more serious!
I also have a little bit of the mentality of not changing my countenance even if Mount Tai collapses in front of me.