Chapter 9: Father-Son Love
Hu Wanshan was stunned when he heard this, what is the situation, the father who was looking forward to it told the story, how did he become young and ignorant without answering a word, Yang tired his father made him feel guilty, and sent tea to comfort himself, the more he proved like this, the more problematic Hu Wanshan read countless people in his previous life, and tens of thousands of years were not in vain, you are like a rock and don't understand, the master has certain rules,
Since this cheap father is reluctant to say, then throw a stone to ask for directions, give him a thunderbolt, thinking of this Hu Wanshan stepped forward and said: "Father, a few days ago, by chance, the child learned that my ancestral land was not here, and it was Taizu who forcibly used his great supernatural powers to migrate here before his death, I don't know if my father knows?
Hu Batian's divine period coercion was all released, and Hu Wanshan was controlled to not move a bit, and he rushed over with an arrow, covered Hu Wanshan's mouth, and transmitted the sound into the secret road: "The mountains must not be in vain."
Hu Wanshan only felt a flower in front of him, and came to a place where Hu Wanshan's original owner had never been to in memory, the space was very large and boundless, there were no mountains, rivers, ancient trees, and no sun, moon and stars, a gray world, the ground was like a stone slab made of yellow sand, stepping on the top of the hard state, there was no fairy style at all, at this time, I saw Hu Batian play two more enchantments, to prevent things from leaking cautiously, his face was cold and sweaty, his face turned from blue to white, his lips trembled, and he said in a trembling voice:" Shan'er, how do you know such secrets, and come quickly and for the father''.
Hu Wanshan's heart trembled, noticed Hu Batian's nervous expression, and knew the seriousness of this matter, many times in order to protect the treasure and keep the secret matter from leaking, the major ethnic groups killed their sons and destroyed their ancestors, and they would take revenge on killing people and goods, and it was not uncommon for father and son to turn against each other, Hu Batian's abnormal state is enough to show that this matter is absolutely unusual. It's impossible not to think about it anymore, the strength is too low and there is no possibility of self-preservation, he has already died once in his previous life, he has taken advantage of being a human being in his second life, what if he dies again, thinking of this, Hu Wanshan is not nervous, and said calmly: "Father Rongqi", Hu Wanshan told the truth about what happened in the medicine garden and the small tower in the cultivation room, as well as what Ta Ling said.
After hearing this, Hu Batian sat on the ground with a plop, ignoring Hu Wanshan, muttering with sweat all over his head, his eyes were red as if he had fallen into a mad demon.
Half a ring, Hu Batian seemed to be sober, and then opened the conversation, "Shan'er, it is a great fortune for your clan to have this opportunity against the sky, and it is a great guarantee for the revitalization of the clan, but it is not a good thing for you to stick to this cause and effect at a young age, you ask where the patriarchs of the past generations have gone after a hundred years of resignation, and the fathers will tell you all",
"The ancestors have left a jade slip and the heavenly machine platform, which are sealed in a space treasure box, our people don't know, we are living in the world's treasure space, there is no key to open the small world, no one can get out of this space, after all, the resources will be exhausted and perish, talk about the revitalization of the ethnic group, the big ethnic group, even the patriarchs of the past dynasties do not know where the ancestral land is, and the memory has been sealed by the ancestor.
The ancestor once said that who can open the treasure box sealing formation in our clan, and find a way to solve it, my clan can prosper, if no one opens the formation seal in five thousand years, our clan will eventually run out of resources and die. These things are only passed on by word of mouth among the patriarchs, not fathers and sons, and other clansmen have no way of knowing, once the news is leaked, I am afraid that it will cause panic among the clansmen, and cannibalism will really wipe out the clan.
Successive generations of patriarchs and elders are studying the method of cracking, this is the secret of the core of my clan, the patriarchs of the past dynasties have set the rules, anyone who knows about this must be executed except the patriarch, Shan'er, you are the genius of the fox clan, the hope and sustenance of the father, and the father is only your only son, how is it good to be called the father. We have all made a heavenly oath, how can we violate it."
Hu Batian was like a crazy demon again, crying for a while and laughing for a while, playing and rolling until there was no, jumping and jumping was real, Hu Batian suddenly jumped up and hugged Hu Wanshan, Hu Wanshan was startled, and couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart, is Hu Batian going to kill me...... Next, hearing Hu Batian's words, Hu Wanshan calmed down.
"Shan'er, it's impossible to be the patriarch with your strength, and you can't get out of this world, it's better to die for your father, you and your mother will keep a low profile, as long as no one knows, my son will be safe, and I will also leave my Hu Batian lineage", hahaha seemed to want to laugh with relief.
Hu Wanshan's heart was shocked and full of emotion, this cheap dad was willing to die for him to protect him, which is rare in the cultivation world where martial arts are respected and big fists are the truth. He swore that if he and Hu Batian were safe and sound, he would definitely treat this cheap father well, and with Hu Wanshan's practice experience in his previous life, he would definitely let Hu Batian reach the peak of martial arts. Thinking of this, a trace of softness in my heart was touched by the waves, and I couldn't help but have a sour nose and a little red eyes.
Just when the two fathers and sons were contemplating their hearts, Hu Wanshan remembered the voice of the little tower spirit in his mind, "I said boy, don't you use me to help, just this little thing is still a father and a child, can you still accompany me to fight all over the Three Realms and teach those turtle grandsons who don't have long eyes."
Forehead, Hu Wanshan was shocked, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he thought about it, hoping that Xiaota could really solve this crisis. With a thought in his mind, the small tower appeared in front of the father and son, "Father, you see,
Hu Batian woke up like a dream, let go of the hand holding Hu Wanshan, Shan'er, what does this mean, hi hi, Hu Batian is still in a daze.
"Father, it takes amazing spiritual power to urge this small tower, you and my father and son work together to open the small tower and see if there can be a new harvest and solve the crisis of my father and son."
Without further ado, Hu Wanshan took the lead in inputting the true yuan spiritual power into the small tower, and Hu Batian also immediately entered the true yuan spiritual power.
The difference is that the small tower did not mean to stop this time, one foot, two feet, one zhang, two zhang, until ninety-nine zhang, the small tower stopped absorbing spiritual power, and fell to the ground with a bang, slowly retracting the brilliance, a ninety-nine high-rise nine-story golden pagoda was presented in front of the father and son, and the simple and heavy atmosphere permeated out, making the father and son feel extremely small, and their hearts were shocked.
Hu Wanshan shouted out of the machine spirit, there was no response, the father and son looked at each other and strode into the small tower together, as soon as they entered the space inside, the space suddenly opened up, what is the small tower space, it is clear whether it is a world or not, there are suns, moons, stars, and stars in the sky, and there are flowers, birds, and fruit trees on the ground, and occasionally the roar of beasts comes out.
The mountain peaks in the distance are stacked and green, the grass and trees are fragrant nearby, and the aura is abundant more than a hundred times higher than the outside world.
Not far away, on a stone platform with a three-zhang square circle, the mist was swirling, and there was a faint person meditating cross-legged, as if he was cultivating.
The father and son walked slowly to the front, bowed down and looked up, but saw that it was a stone statue lifelike, just like a living person, and a child next to him stood on one side, more than three feet tall like a teenager, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes like a copy of the stone statue, with a smile on his face but pretending to be serious, looking at the father and son in an old-fashioned manner.