Patriarch Cang looked at the empty space again: "Which path are you taking?" ”

His daughter's daughter said it clearly, she had to go with the overly young girl in front of her, that is to say, the empty space that was not cultivated enough would soon go to the divine realm.

Going to the god realm does not mean becoming a god, for example, Xiao Baobao himself said that other ways must be smuggling.

Smuggling is generally not good, those who become gods in the space basically do not have a big achievement in the god realm, or in other words, no one carries a miserable mix, no one covers it, and its life is not long, some people cover it, and their identities are not on the table, informal gods.

But obviously, Xiao Baobao is an exception.

Or rather, these young children in front of them are exceptions, their fates are entangled, messed up, all messed up.

I don't know if it's good or bad, Patriarch Cang has a faint sorrow in his heart.

Kongkong pursed his lips and smiled: "I took the right path and became a god after all tribulations." ”

After speaking, he pursed his lips, very regretful, and said crookedly to himself that he couldn't go to the side door.

In other words, she really wants to give it a try, otherwise she will simply rub Xiao Baobao, but unfortunately, her identity is here, impossible.

Patriarch Cang was deeply speechless, how to drop? Still disgusted with the serious road?

Today's young people have a very strange mind.

"My cultivation, I have my own way to improve in a short period of time." An empty explanation.

The other party is an elder, and during this time, he has been cheapened by others, so he has to talk well.

Cangzhi looked at the patriarch of Cang, and his big eyes, which had always been calm and waveless, were a little wet.

Milk wet milk wet.

I can't stand it.

Patriarch Cang sighed in his heart and had a serious face: "Do you know what kind of pain you have to endure with such a secret method. ”

Cangzhi: "I can't die again." ”

As long as you don't die, there is an end to suffering.

Patriarch Cang is even more helpless, his daughter is good at everything, that is-too good, too powerful, from the inside out, he has been throwing his peers several mountains up so high, never admitting defeat, and has never lost, so he has no friends since he was a child, and he finally met a few friends who voted for the deed and gave people that kind of oath at once, and when he knew, he was so scared that he didn't close his eyes for a few days and nights.

It's not that lives are connected, but it's almost the same. In case the daughter is deceived and the other party is very frustrated... Of course, now it turns out that the other party is not only not frustrated, but excellent makes him frightened.

Frightened is not a good feeling, right?

"Anyway, I was going to get in, but I just had to get through a few more levels." Cangzhi pouted: "Otherwise, they are all gone, who should I play with?" ”

Patriarch Cang stopped talking, as soon as his daughter came back this time, he sensed something more on his daughter, and after checking it, he could only say that his friends were too generous, but after all, that thing came from above, and it was not easy to stabilize it with Cangzhi's current body cultivation, and the fusion was not ideal, and it really needed to be improved secretly.

Now, it's just a matter of spending some more time in the secret place.

But, it really hurts, and it's light to die or live.

Kongkong said: "It's okay, divide me in half, I'm not afraid of pain." ”

The covenant is not in vain, share some benefits and pains, don't be too simple.

Cangzhi: "I can do it myself." ”

Kongkong smiled and pushed her: "I'm not reckless, anyway, no matter how much it hurts, it's trivial for me." ”

There is a strong confidence in a faint smile.

Cangzhi made an unhappy appearance: "Don't think I don't know, you have to forcibly improve through some difficult methods." ”

Kongkong: "It's not difficult, after all, I'm too good." ”

Cangzhi: "..."

Patriarch Cang: "..."

"Don't push it back." Xiao Baobao spoke: "Just push the two of you on me." He shrugged his shoulders: "To put it mildly, any pain at the level of an immortal is tantamount to tickling on my body now." ”

Patriarch Cang: ... Young people now.

Xiao Baobao said again: "I will never fool you, just push it on me." Oh, by the way, uncle, if I go to the divine realm, will they still be able to pass it on to me? ”

He was serious.

Patriarch Cang nodded expressionlessly: "Yes, your oath is concluded by the ancestral gods, and wherever the power of the ancestral gods can reach, it is valid." ”

"Then I'll be relieved." Xiao Baobao said.

Confirming that he was not reckless, the empty sky and the cangzhi were happily decided.

"Then add me another one." Wang Ziliao, who had been thinking deeply beside him, raised his head and said to Xiao Baobao: "I'll also go to the god realm to have a look, it's not fun to come back." ”

Xiao Baobao was speechless: "Then you're really welcome, you're still afraid of pain as a big man?" ”

The prince stirred his thick curls, which were sky blue today.

"I'm not afraid, but I can't hurt because I'm not afraid, you can work hard."

It's so reasonable.

Xiao Baobao waved his hand: "Whatever, I don't care if there is one more you anyway." ”

After speaking, he looked at Ming Chan and Rong Wushuang: "You-do you want to?" ”

Rong Wushuang kept his head down and pondered like a prince, and when he heard the words, he raised his head slightly and looked at everyone: "I can't compare my family inheritance to you, but I know that somewhere in the martial arts immortal world, there is a Tower of Babel, and after passing through layers of levels, you can meet the divine tribulation on the top floor, and you can become a god." ”

"It's dangerous, isn't it?"

"It's naturally dangerous, but that's the fastest path for martial arts people to become gods, they only can't enter or leave, they either become gods or fall, and their souls can't stay after they fall. But there are rumors that those who enter the divine realm from the Tower of Babel have a bright future. So, it's a big gamble. ”

"Where are you going?"

Rong Wushuang nodded, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly deepened.

Of course he wants to go, lovesickness is hard to heal, and he longs to see her, the sooner the better.

Ming Chan snorted lightly: "You better follow me." ”

And they looked at him to see what he could do.

Ming Chan smiled slightly, with a little cunning in his Buddha nature: "The method of the Buddha family, you don't understand it." ”

People who don't understand: "..."

I really want to hit someone, especially some kind of shiny head shell, it will be very crisp and beautiful to fight.

Rong Wushuang didn't want to refuse: "I won't follow you." ”

Anyway, everyone present had a clear idea of his affairs, so he made it clear.

"It's that Yexi doesn't like me, never likes me, and I don't enter the empty door. I'm happy to like her, I don't like her, and I'm happy to like her all the time. ”

said angrily: "I see that you are enchanted, is it bitter to ask for it?" What am I willing to beg me to trouble you? Who in the world has not experienced the suffering of asking for nothing, and you have fully experienced Buddhism? It's all a monk's sister-in-law, and everyone is dead. You Buddhists are plotting to exterminate all races, right? ”

The beautiful and peerless young man shot his sword one by one, and Ming Chan only opened his eyelids.

"Yes, even if you are close to Zhu Zhechi, she is gone, and you will be replaced to debate with me." Ming Chan said: "There is some truth in what you said. But if you speak in a good voice, instead of being angry, I really won't be you again. ”

Rong Wushuang choked.

Ming Chan said calmly: "I can't help you or not, whether you are willing or not, I never forced you." If your heart is firm, what trouble will you have? ”

"Huh." Rong Wushuang laughed angrily: "Are you pestering me, am I angry or am I wrong?" ”

"Small in heart."

"It's already my grace to not kill you."

"You've got to beat me."

"Try?"

"Try it."

The onlookers exchanged glances with each other, and sure enough, Rong Wushuang, who quarreled with Ming Chan, had the shadow of Yexi.

He who touches pitch will be defiled.

Xiao Baobao interrupted their quarrel: "No matter which one you choose, I will plant a talisman for you and transfer the damage to me." ”

Ming Chan refused, and Rong Wushuang did not agree.

Ming Chan: "That's not my ability, I can't get by." ”

Rong Wushuang: "It's not good for yourself." ”