Chapter 57: The Gate of Eternal Life

Blood poisonous insects surrounded the Immortal Gate, and countless dark red lines grew on the surface, the insects were about three inches long, and the two fangs were dense, like sharp saws.

"Dad, the treasure of the Zhenzong Water Moon Melting Spirit Pill, do you really want to give it to the people of the Demon Heaven Sect?"

In a secret room, Zi Jing asked questioningly, with an anxious look on her face. even had a killing intent towards his father in front of him...

If the Water Moon Melting Spirit Pill was really handed over to the Demon Heaven Sect, it was said that it was borrowed? When would it be returned! Besides, this thing would be of great use to her plan, and she would definitely stop her father...

Zi Zhentian sighed and shook his head, and looked at the seven powerful Distraction Realm elders outside in fear...

"If you don't give them to them, do you want them to be slaughtered? Now we can only survive, and when we wait for the right opportunity, we will definitely be able to regain the glory of the Immortal Sect in the past!" said that, Zi Zhentian's eyes were crazy, as if he recalled the strength of his father's sect, who would have thought that a hundred years later, he would be crushed by the Demon Heaven Sect...

"But!"

"Enough, you can accompany Youxue more during this time, and let her be honest with me! I must marry the Demon Heaven Sect! As a father, I am for her good, if I dare to commit suicide again, believe it or not, I will not even let her out of the room!" Zi Zhentian waved his hand impatiently and walked out of the door holding the box.

"Elder Seven Demons, this is the Water Moon Melting Spirit Pill you wanted. ”

Outside the door, Zi Zhentian walked out with a smile on his face, respectfully bent down and handed the box to the old man in the lead, lowered his head and saw the blood poisonous insects under his feet slowly walking into the sect and raised his head violently.

"Elder Seven Demons, who are you?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, countless terrible screams came from the sect...

"Ah~~~ What is it?

"My legs! My legs have been eaten by worms!"

One after another wails came out, and all the disciples who were bitten by the blood poisonous insects turned black, fell to the ground softly, and turned into white bones in the blink of an eye, becoming the nourishment of the blood poisonous insects...

"It's nothing, it's just that my babies are hungry. Is it okay to eat a few disciples of your sect?" said the old man with a grim smile, killing intent appeared in his heart, as long as Zi Zhentian showed any dissatisfied expression, he would slaughter the entire Immortal Sect!

Zi Zhentian was stunned for a moment, and randomly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Wherever you say, everyone has a fate! The disciples of my sect died at the hands of their predecessors today, which is their blessing. Zi Zhentian was still smiling, and even pointed to those disciples who were interested in studying it.

"Good!good!!!!! good Immortal Sect Master!"

The old man said with a cruel smile, hunched over and holding the wooden box in his hand, and flew away in the air, and the six old men behind him exuded rolling demonic energy and followed the head of the seven demons and left.

The insect tide has receded...

"Hmph!" Zi Zhentian flicked his sleeves and slapped several blood poisonous insects to death, and left silently. The surviving disciples around looked at the usually kind sect master, and their hearts chilled.

Being killed turned out to be a blessing for them...

At the peak of the Changsheng Gate, a bamboo house stands again, and the sound of the piano in the house is ethereal. Zi Youxue's face was pale, with two lines of tears, and there was a shocking scar on her white wrist.

"Sister..."

Zi Jing looked at Zi Youxue's heart with a pain, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the bleeding scar distressedly, took out the healing medicine from the drawer and smeared it, and carefully bandaged it with a bandage...

"Sister, alas!"

Zi Jing sighed and said, swallowing the words of persuasion back into her stomach, and quietly listening to Zi Youxue playing the piano. silently took an ordinary-looking necklace from the pillow...

Three years ago, the Demon Heaven Sect attacked the army of the Immortal Gate and occupied the Immortal Gate with a crushing momentum. In the past few years, the Demon Heaven Sect has become more and more rampant, and the demands put forward are excessive...

even asked the sect master's daughter Zi Youxue to be a concubine for the sect master of the Demon Heaven Sect, you must know that the sect leader of the Demon Heaven Sect Demon Dao has lived for three hundred years...

"Sister, don't look for death again, the boat will naturally go straight ahead. Zi Jing closed the door of the room, and looked at her father standing outside the sect, and a deep resentment erupted in her eyes...

Holding the necklace stolen from Ziyou Snow Room in her hand, Zi Jing left...

This sleep is sweet and sweet, and when I wake up, it is already afternoon...

Coming to the living room, Dabao and Yuzu were concentrating on watching cartoons, and when they saw their baby daughter wearing ponytails, Lu Jing remembered Nezha with two balls in the morning...

"Bad poop, fortunately my grandmother came back at noon and re-tied my hair. Yuzu hugged Xiao Hei, turned his head and ignored Lu Jing.

Touching his nose, Lu Jing was a little helpless...

Baby daughter is a little grudgeful...

It's good, it's good to hold grudges, it proves that it must be biological, and his father and I have the same character...

Took the quilt milk and bread from the refrigerator, Lu Jing washed his face, brushed his teeth, sat on the table and ate deliciously. In the courtyard, as the saying goes, a cigarette after dinner beats the living gods.

Lu Jing moved a stool and enjoyed the leisurely time in the afternoon.

Twinkle and twinkle, the stars in the sky are in the Beidou wow...

Toot toot

"Hey, Jiang Hu?" Lu Jing said lazily, he got up and found that Jiang Hu had made dozens of missed calls to him, probably worried about Dabao's physical condition.

Just right...

"Little fairy, my big treasure?"

Jiang Hu asked cautiously, anxious in his heart, Dabao is the only grandson, what kind of accident is there really going to be. He was afraid that he would be in a state of guilt and insecurity for the rest of his life.

"He's fine, on the contrary, Dabao is very talented, are you willing to let him follow me to become a cultivator?" Lu Jing said straight to the point, the innate dragon bone is too precious, even in the divine realm, it is quite rare...

In time, Dabao will inevitably become a hegemon!

"Ah, do you mean that Dabao can become a cultivator, that is, an immortal!" Jiang Hu gasped and said tremblingly. In his eyes, Lu Jing is a god, an omnipotent god...

Kill people with a snap of your fingers, tear through space and go to hell, draw a sword to kill ghost babies...

"Will my grandson also become an invincible existence like a little immortal in the future?" Jiang Hu felt his heart beat faster, his face was flushed, and he felt that it was much better to turn out of his pocket and eat a few quick heart-saving pills...

"Uh..."

Lu Jing turned his head and looked at Dabao, who was happy to watch cartoons, was considered a default, and even Dabao's realm might surpass him...

Because he wasn't born with a keel ...

"Okay, then the big treasure will be entrusted to the little immortal. Jiang Hu hung up the phone, and sat in the car for a long time. He has known Lu Jing for a few months, and he believes in the character of the little fairy.

A little contemplation...

"Drive, go to the herb shop last time to buy ten medicinal herbs for the little fairy and send them over!"

Jiang Hu said lightly, Dabao is his grandson, and now he has become Lu Jing's apprentice, so he should buy some meeting gifts for him...

Shout!

In the courtyard, a dart was launched violently against the wall, Lu Jing scratched his forehead, his spiritual power spread, and outside the courtyard, a broken puppet grinned...