Then, thinking that his current cultivation must not be abolished, and he still needs this cultivation to rescue Wu Tong, who didn't know where he was trapped, Yang Qiu turned his heart sideways, and silently ran the immortal technique, preparing to exchange identities with Yuan Yizheng.

"That's it. ”

However, seeing that Yuan Yizheng's raised hand was suddenly put back again, at the same time, the powerful aura released from Yuan Yizheng's body was also suddenly restrained. Yuan Yizheng's attitude towards this matter has not changed, and he still strongly opposes himself, but he no longer intends to solve it with action, but intends to solve it with himself through negotiation, Yang Qiu was stunned again, and changed his decision with a wry smile.

"Fei'er. It's not easy for you to have this kind of cultivation. But you have to tell your father how you cultivated. Dad remembered that your cultivation had been abolished by Dad not long ago, so how could you become a monk again so quickly? What did you do?"

However, hearing that Yuan Ruofei wanted to confess why he had such a self-cultivation, Yang Qiu frowned, and suddenly became embarrassed, not knowing how to talk to Yuan Yizheng. It is absolutely impossible to say that he killed Yuan Ruofei and exchanged identities with Yuan Ruofei, and it is unrealistic to make up other reasons.

The Yuan family does not have the so-called Zhuji Dan, and Yang Qiu has not even seen a single grain during this time, even the Guben Peiyuan Pill that he swallowed at the beginning has never seen the second one. Yang Qiu thought about it for a while, and if he lied and said that it was the effect of taking Zhuji Dan, I was afraid that Yuan Yizheng would believe that there was a ghost.

So, Yang Qiu finally shook his head with a wry smile, and only gave Yuan Yizheng a look that he couldn't say.

"Fei'er. What do you mean by this? Dad has given up his plan to abolish your cultivation again, do you still plan to hide it from Dad again?"

Yang Qiu didn't expect Yuan Yizheng to be unrelenting, and gave the other party several times "don't ask again" glances to no avail, Yuan Yizheng wanted to ask more and more clearly, Yang Qiu thought for a while, had to sigh silently, and finally pretended to be very embarrassed, and told a truth he made up.

"Daddy. I'll tell you the truth. When I was playing in the backyard, one day I somehow found a pill, and I didn't know what the pill was for, so I swallowed it out of curiosity. After swallowing it, I found that my lost cultivation had been restored. That's what it is. ”

"Oh. What is the color, how much size, how much is the amount of that pill, and how do you feel after taking it?"

"Golden yellow, almost the size of an egg, how much does it ......?"

"Bastard! The largest elixir in the world is the size of a pigeon's egg. Fei'er, don't you even want to tell the truth to your father? Tell your father the truth, how did you come to be this cultivation!"

However, when he found that his clever lie did not succeed, Yuan Yizheng suddenly saw the flaw, and Yang Qiu was depressed again and didn't know what to do.

At this time, Yuan Yizheng spoke again. Seeing that Yang Qiu's face was becoming more and more embarrassed and weak, Yuan Yizheng judged that Yang Qiu's cultivation was not taking any pill at all, but related to other things, and as soon as his mind turned, he suddenly thought of a possibility, and immediately his body trembled, suspecting that Yang Qiu had secretly cultivated magic skills again, and his face instantly became gloomy.

"Fei'er. You tell you the truth to your father, are you secretly practicing magic again?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Qiu suddenly felt happy in his heart, and nodded to Yuan Yizheng without thinking, just worried that he couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

"That's right, Daddy......"

However, when he looked up and looked at Yuan Yizheng, he found that Yuan Yizheng was staring at him with a blue face, and a strong color of anger had gradually appeared in his pupils, and Yang Qiu realized that this was not an answer that could bring him good luck.

So, Yang Qiu's mind turned, thinking that Yuan Ruofei was cruel before he was exchanged for his identity, and his body was full of this rich blood light, so he guessed the answer, it must be the magic skill that Yuan Yizheng said, and then thought about Yuan Yizheng's abolition of Yuan Ruofei's cultivation, so he was even more sure what was going on, and hurriedly shook his head desperately, vetoing the previous answer.

"No, no, no...... Father. The child was wrong. How can a child practice magic skills, children don't practice magic skills. ”

"Really didn't practice?"

"I really didn't practice. ”

In order to make Yuan Yizheng believe in himself, Yang Qiu saw that the disbelief on Yuan Yizheng's face was very strong, and nodded again and again, and emphasized his innocence in words, hoping that the other party would not doubt it again.

"Okay. Then if you haven't practiced, let Dad find out in the Yuan family now if you have a secret secret, right?"

Seeing Yuan Yizheng smiling at himself and nodding, Yang Qiu was completely relieved. But when he suddenly heard that the other party was going to search his home, he didn't react at all, and when he thought of the corpse he had hidden under the dry well in the backyard, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly shook his head and shook his hand to refuse, and a panicked look that was becoming more and more difficult to hide instantly appeared on his face.

"Hmph! Mingren doesn't do dark things! Fei'er, since you haven't secretly practiced magic skills, why are you so nervous? It seems that Dad really underestimates you. This time, Dad really has to look for it. If Dad finds out that you are really secretly practicing magic again, hmph, this time, Dad will definitely not just waste your cultivation!"

However, Yuan Yizheng is too stubborn. Seeing that Yuan Yizheng didn't listen to his own persuasion, as time went by, the gloomy color on his face became more and more intense, Yang Qiu's heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, up and down, not knowing what to do.

Then, finding that Yuan Yizheng snorted coldly and turned around to leave, Yang Qiu turned his heart sideways, and immediately made a helpless decision, quickly running the immortal technique, ready to release it against Yuan Yizheng.

"Smack!"

But just when his pupils gradually turned green and were about to shoot out green light, Yang Qiu was surprised to find that he was slow. As soon as Yuan Yizheng turned around, the person disappeared like a gust of wind, Yang Qiu's heart jumped, and he suddenly felt a strong uneasiness surging from his heart, and his face turned pale.

"Okay, my Fei'er!!You're really secretly practicing magic skills!What is this?

However, he suddenly heard an angry roar in his ears, turned his head to look, and saw a white light flashing in front of him, and Yuan Yizheng came back in a moment, not carrying any corpse in his hand, only holding a secret book that he didn't know where to get, Yang Qiu's hanging heart was put down safely, revealing a relieved smile.

"Laughing? You still dare to laugh out? Fei'er! You are so disappointed by Dad! If Dad doesn't break your hands and feet today and abolish your cultivation, Dad will have no face to see our Yuan family's ancestors and ancestors again!"

At this time, Yuan Yizheng's roar sounded again. Yang Qiu's eyes swept and found that Yuan Yizheng's forehead was twitching, his hand had been raised, and a powerful cultivation force suddenly spread out along his hand, and he was about to suffocate himself, only then did he realize the severity of the matter, and hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

"Dad, the child didn't lie to you! Whether there is magic or not, don't you know if you try it?"

As soon as these words came out, I saw that Yuan Yizheng was suddenly stunned, looked at himself blankly for a second, and took all the coercion back at once, Yang Qiu felt that he was relaxed again, and he knew that Yuan Yizheng had given himself a chance, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good. Then Daddy will give you one last chance. ”

Then, seeing Yuan Yizheng nodding heavily at himself, Yang Qiu understood that the opportunity should not be missed, if he didn't hurry up, Yuan Yizheng would change his mind temporarily, and he would be miserable.

So, with a turn of thought, without saying a word, the golden energy in the body ran wildly, converging on his right hand, Yang Qiu slapped forward fiercely, and a strong force instantly rushed out of the body and turned into a shock wave, like a mountain and a sea, and went straight to Yuan Yizheng.

"Dad, be careful!"

At the same time, in order to let Yuan Yizheng take precautions in time and avoid cracks in the father-son relationship due to a mistake, Yang Qiu deliberately reminded Yuan Yizheng while making a move.

"Bang!"

After Yuan Yizheng listened, a look of disdain suddenly appeared on his face, seeing Yang Qiu's palm slapping, he didn't move and took it, but suddenly found that Yang Qiu's hand had not yet hit, and there was already a powerful shock wave, which invisibly fell on him, surging his qi and blood, and couldn't help but take a step back, Yuan Yizheng's face changed, and then he understood why Yang Qiu reminded himself.

It turned out that his son had unknowingly practiced the art of killing people in the air.

Thinking of the scene just now, if it weren't for his advanced cultivation, even if he had been reminded by his son, I am afraid that he would have been seriously injured, Yuan Yizheng's heart was a little excited, and he was happy that Yang Qiu could unconsciously master such a magical power, but thinking about it, Yuan Yizheng's face gradually became ugly again.

Because, the more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong.

After thinking about it, Yuan Yizheng flipped through the Yuan family's cheats in his mind several times, but he didn't find a single cheat book related to the aerial killing technique. As a result, a strong unhappiness suddenly surged in my heart, and many years passed in an instant.

Could it be that where did the son's supernatural powers and the cultivation that broke out just now steal from them? It's just that he didn't steal the magic skills, but stole the supernatural powers of others?

"Fei'er, what the hell is going on? That trick you made just now is indeed not a magic skill. Daddy has seen it. My father apologized to you for the incident that blamed you just now. But you have to tell Daddy, where did you learn that trick just now, and why do you have a secret book of magic skills hidden under your bed?"

Yang Qiu's mind turned, and he didn't know how to answer Yuan Yizheng. Seeing Yuan Yizheng chattering about himself, his heart suddenly became a little irritable, he thought that it would be okay to prove his innocence, but he didn't expect Yuan Yizheng to be so entangled, but when he thought that the other party was doing this out of concern for himself, he endured it and began to play Tai Chi with Yuan Yizheng in language.

"Dad, don't ask. Are you bothered? Can you leave me alone! It's getting dark, and the child wants to rest. ”

But he found that Yuan Yizheng was too annoying, and he didn't eat this set at all, so Yang Qiu could only say hurtful things ruthlessly.

"Hmph, I'm annoyed by my father, right? Okay! This time, if you don't practice magic skills, your father will spare you for the time being, but from tomorrow onwards, you don't want to ask your father about cultivation again. The tournament is your own next, and there is still a month to go, so you can find a way to increase your cultivation by yourself. Daddy doesn't care. ”

Seeing that Yuan Yizheng was really completely angered by himself, he let out a cold snort angrily, and the person instantly left like a gust of wind, and in the next three days, he didn't even have a chance to come forward and talk to Yuan Yizheng, as long as he got close to Yuan Yizheng, he would see Yuan Yizheng's body turn away from him, and Yang Qiu regretted that he wanted to die.

There is less than a month left in the martial arts competition, Yang Qiu originally planned to talk to Yuan Yizheng, a master, about cultivation, in this way, he will definitely gain a lot in cultivation, but he didn't expect that such a good idea at the moment was ruined by his own words, Yang Qiu regretted that he wanted to beat himself, his heart became more and more anxious, and he became more and more worried about his cultivation.

"Wait!"

However, just when Yang Qiu was slowly a little desperate, he suddenly thought that there were a lot of cultivation cheats stored in the Yuan family's study, and his heart moved, and he immediately had a way, and there was a strong hope, and his eyes lit up.