Chapter 32 Guest

"The True Martial Immortal Sect is definitely suitable for the cultivation of people with golden spirit roots, Uncle Chen, you are a miscellaneous spirit root, and your cultivation may not be as fast as mine, but it doesn't matter, this set of exercises is the core practice of an immortal cultivation sect on the Beidou Cultivation True Planet, only the core disciples of the inner door can cultivate, put it on the earth, it is an immortal-like exercise, a layer of consummation can fight the strong within the innate nature, as long as it does not meet the grandmaster and the great grandmaster, others will be sent to death. "There is a difference in rank between a cultivator and an ancient martial artist.

The cultivator is a monk, the purpose is to cultivate immortals, in order to achieve the purpose of ascending to heaven and immortality, the short life span can be tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years, and the ancient warrior is just a martial artist, and the lifespan of the god-level martial artist is seven hundred years old, such an old monster is no longer on the earth now.

Uncle Chen used to be an ancient martial artist, he knew too well the importance of a complete set of exercises, and this one passed on by Huang Zhenghua was still an exercise for cultivating immortals, it was not a practice practiced by those ancient martial artists, Uncle Chen was like a foodie who had never eaten meat for decades, and as soon as the exercises passed on by Huang Zhenghua appeared in his mind, he said impatiently: "Okay, I'll try it." ”

Uncle Chen used to be a native of ancient martial arts, and after meditating and cultivating, Huang Zhenghua simply sat not far away and practiced together, and the uncle and nephew meditated in the living room.

"Whew!" Uncle Chen opened his eyes.

Huang Zhenghua had already gotten up, protecting on the side, and when he saw Uncle Chen open his eyes, he asked a little anxiously, "How is it, have you cultivated your true qi?"

Uncle Chen shook his head very disappointed and said.

Huang Zhenghua thought for a while, enlightened and said: "Uncle, you are a miscellaneous spirit root, it is impossible to cultivate so quickly, the miscellaneous spirit root generally has no cultivation qualifications, just like Xuejiao is the same as Xueba, at the same time, it is learning, no matter how hard Xuejiao works, it is not as powerful as Xueba, plus there are hidden diseases in your body, and the meridians of the whole body have just recovered, and the combination is definitely not so fast, but uncle, don't worry, just wait for me to refine the spirit pill in the future." ”

"Don't comfort me, I've been here for so many years, it's okay if I don't succeed, don't you still have you, just have you to avenge us, even if I die, I'll be blind. ”

"Uncle, it's good that you can see it, but you don't have to worry, I will definitely make you better, no matter what, at least let people reach a level of realm, so that I can feel at ease, I can't be by your side all the time, without a little protection ability, how can I rest assured." Huang Zhenghua said.

"Alright, my old man knows, you don't have to force it. Uncle Chen said, and at this time, there was a knock on the door.

"May I ask if this is Huang Zhenghua's home, I have no ill intentions. ”

In country M, if you trespass into someone else's house without the consent of the host, the host has the right to shoot you, so when the guest visits, the first sentence is to make it clear to the people inside that he has no malicious intent, and the other party can only come in if he agrees, otherwise the host will shoot you to death and will not be responsible.

"Who is here, this is not like the voice of Zeng Tucheng and Duters, we moved here, but no one knows that we moved here. Huang Zhenghua looked at Uncle Chen and said.

"You go and see, it shouldn't be malicious. Uncle Chen said.

"Okay, you cultivate well, I'll go over and take a look. After Huang Zhenghua finished speaking, he walked towards the door.

As I walked, I felt that this voice was a little familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Why are you?" it was no wonder that the voice was familiar, it turned out that it was none other than the sheriff of Rikers Island Jail, James, the new sheriff.

"Oh, Huang, finally let me find you. The other party saw that it was Huang Zhenghua who came out to open the door, and said with some excitement.

"How do you know my address?" asked Huang Zhenghua unhappily.

"Oh, Huang, please forgive me for not, I used some small means, but I didn't deliberately want to inquire about your privacy, there was really no way to find your address through a friend of mine who was at the police station, I am here to say sorry. After speaking, James bowed deeply to Huang Zhenghua.

"Come in first. Seeing that the other party apologized to him, his anger was half gone, and he invited the other party in.

"Thank you. James walked in gratefully.

"Your friend?" Seeing that there were guests, Uncle Chen stopped cultivating anymore, and stood up and walked this way.

"It's a sergeant at the prison, he's a good guy, and his father is from the Flying Tigers. After Huang Zhenghua finished speaking, he introduced Uncle Chen and James to each other, and the two sides politely exchanged names.

"The Flying Tigers, that's not bad, they helped us a lot when we were in the most difficult time, but now in country M, there are not a few of these Flying Tigers left. As soon as Uncle Chen heard about the descendants of the other party's Flying Tigers, his favor doubled.

The Flying Tigers, also known as the American Volunteer Air Force, spontaneously organized themselves to come to China to fight against the invaders with the Chinese people in those difficult days, and they are a heroic team worthy of being remembered by the Chinese people.

"James, is my friend Zheng Fei okay in there?" Zheng Fei is a Chinese American who he met at the Rikers Island prison and immigrated to country M.

"It's good, now that I have me, no one dares to do anything to him. James looked at Huang Zhenghua and said proudly.

Is this a gesture of goodwill to itself?

When Huang Zhenghua heard the other party say this, he thought at the same time in his heart.

first showed favor to himself, and then came to the door, Huang Zhenghua didn't know what the other party wanted from him.

"That's not bad, thank you, James, for being a good man. Huang Zhenghua put a high hat on the other party.

"Huang, I came here today to ask you for something, in fact, I wanted to say this before, but you are still in prison there, it is not appropriate, now that you are out, I hope you can promise me." James said apologetically.

"You can do it, as long as I can. "Huang Zhenghua didn't say it so completely, what if the other party helped him kill someone/

"You must be able to, this matter is easy for you, it is so, my father heard me about you, and he wanted to see you. ”

"What, how did he know about me?" asked Huang Zhenghua with some surprise.

"Huang, I told him about your magic, my father said, you are a superman, he used to be in China and saw some magical things that are too magical to explain, so he wants to meet you, I hope you can agree, and at the same time ......" James said in the end, he didn't believe what his father said, and didn't know how to speak.

"At the same time what?" Seeing the other party's slurring appearance, Huang Zhenghua asked.

"He said, I hope you can help to cure his disease, and said that only your name can cure this disease, and Western medicine has hoped. ”

"What did you tell him?" asked Huang Zhenghua.

"Huang, although the bill acquitted you, my instincts tell me that you did those people, but I don't know how you did it. ”

So I told my father about this idea, and he didn't wait for me to finish, but told me about the past in China, and later said that he could only be cured of this disease by you. ”