Ni Shang leaned against the door, looking up at the sky, and since the loud noise of the fierce battle had died down, the goose feathers and snow in the sky had stopped, and the hurricane had gradually dissipated.

Fight for your life!

This is probably the desire in the heart of every aspiring monk, but this desire was previously unattainable.

Who is the person who controls the way of heaven? You may know it. The news of the inheritor of the Heavenly Vein spread some time ago, and many immortal sects and empires had different thoughts.

Because in their opinion, this is the only way to overturn the current 'Heavenly Dao'. Therefore, during that time, the entire planet was boiling, but there was no trace of the descendants of the Heavenly Vein.

Later, I heard that the Kongsang Mainland Supervision Institute had captured this person, but he escaped again.

True and false, false and real, in the end, the inheritor of the Heavenly Vein was like he had never appeared, and fell silent again.

No one can defeat the current "Heavenly Dao".

Nishang has walked a lot, and the seven continents have basically left her footprints, and how many days have been ...... because she didn't listen to the advice of her elders.

Ni Shang has lived for 10,000 years, and the evolution of the demon race has been extremely long, if it weren't for the reception of the Wind and Thunder Ancestor, I'm afraid he would still be a fox wandering around and hiding with a tail.

Now someone has finally stepped up.

The sky is falling, and there is a high top!

What if all the tall ones died?

This kind of thing is enough to be called a big thing, if even the tallest one is dead, then what about the 'people' like them in this world?

Nishang couldn't help but focus on the location of the room of the old and the second child.

There are a lot of tall people who don't want to come forward! They sit here and wait for everything to settle down before they come forward and get a piece of the pie?

Human beings are indeed the most complex and deepest thinking race in the world.

Nishang couldn't help but sneer, she suddenly felt as if she was slowly approaching this kind of person.

Thinking of this, Nishang sighed, turned to look at the few people sitting around the table in the room, and finally fixed her eyes on the old man selling sugar gourds.

She seems to have seen him.

No matter what Ni Shang is thinking, what she thinks. At least for Jiang Renbao and them now, what happened in the sky and underground has nothing to do with them for the time being.

If they cultivate differently, they will perceive differently; if they perceive differently, they will have different understandings of the world; and if they have different understandings of the world, how can they be worried?

A few young children sat around the bottom of the table, staring and observing the old man in front of them, who seemed to be different from before boarding the ship.

"Old man, do you know Senior Brother Jiang? But why doesn't he know you? Also, haven't you already gone down the mountain? Why did you run up again? Do you know that the cost of a trip to the Kunpeng giant boat is very expensive? Do you have the money to pay? We are all poor, don't lie to us!" Zhang Feng's mouth opened, it was completely like a train that couldn't hold the door, and the bald lur talked endlessly.

"I can't say I don't know. Jiang Renbao patted his forehead, as if he was trying to recall all the intersections with this old man in his mind, "It's just that it happened when I was very young, and I can't remember the other fragments, but only this sentence 'Xiao Bao'er, do you want to eat sugar gourd?' I remember very clearly! It seems that we have indeed met." Could it be that old man, you used to sell sugar gourds in Xiaowang Village?"

But the old man looked at Jiang Renbao kindly from beginning to end without saying a word.

Everyone was puzzled, and they couldn't guess what the old man was thinking.

"I said uncle, you can say something then!" Zhang Feng was a little impatient, and urged: "You don't say a word, just looking at Senior Brother Jiang like this, you won't have any special love, right? Senior Brother Jiang is not as handsome as me! Does he have a unique charm? Hey? Can you two feel the charm of Senior Brother Jiang?"

Zhang Feng looked at Ji Ning and Shaohua and asked.

The two of them gave Zhang Feng a roll of his eyes in unison.

Zhang Feng was bored with himself, and he didn't bother to sit here and join in the fun, so he got up and ran to the door to talk to Nishang.

Seeing this, He Xiu secretly said in his heart: I'm afraid that we are sitting here, and it is inconvenient for him to say anything.

So, He Xiu beckoned the two junior sisters to leave the Tiankui room together and closed the door.

The room was quiet, except for Min Rou, who was meditating in the back room to recuperate, only Jiang Renbao and the old man were left.

"Now you can talk about it, old man!" Jiang Renbao asked.

"Come, eat a sugar gourd first, and see if it still tastes?" the old man smiled and plucked a string of sugar gourds from the bamboo handle and handed it to Jiang Renbao.

Jiang Renbao thanked him, took the sugar gourd in his hand, and didn't eat it.

"Eat, eat!" the old man looked anxious.

No, Jiang Renbao had to take a bite.

Hmmm!

Jiang Renbao held it in his mouth, couldn't help sighing, and asked, "Old man, who are you?"

"I'm your Gaozu!" the old man said happily, "I have a problem with my head, I used to be crazy for a long time, so I didn't dare to stay by your side, but now I can control it for a while! As long as you want to eat sugar gourds, Gaozu will get you something to eat!"

Gaozu!

Jiang Renbao was suspicious!

"But why did that boy say a word to you and you ran away before you got on the boat?" and he also said that you had been at the ferry for ten years!" Jiang Renbao asked.

"Is there one?" the old man looked stunned, and his expression did not look like it was pretending.

"Yes!" Jiang Renbao nodded affirmatively, wanting to see what the old man was going to say.

"I don't know! I remember that not long ago, you and the kid surnamed Chen ran to Yin Gray Village to steal something! I followed you all the way, and then I felt that the madman in my body was coming out again, so I left......" The old man patted his head with his calloused hand, "Old, old, bad memory!"

"However, my father said that my ancestor had died a long time ago! Moreover, if you are really my ancestor, why did you enter the door of our house and not meet my father and mother?" Obviously, Jiang Renbao did not believe what the old man said.

"Damn!" the old man suddenly burst out and slapped the table hard.

Jiang Renbao couldn't help but get up in fright and took two steps back, looking at the old man in front of him vigilantly.

"Lao Tzu said that it was your ancestor, that is, your ancestor! Why are you talking like an old lady!" the old man's eyes widened, and he scolded Jiang Renbao angrily, and an incomparably strong air flow suddenly erupted in his whole body.

The people outside the door heard the strange noise inside and hurriedly pushed the door and rushed in.

Seeing the old man like this, he was in disbelief and ready to make a move.

Who knows, the old man's expression suddenly changed again, and he regained that kind expression, took out a few things from his arms and put them on the table, and said to Jiang Renbao: "This is left for you!"

Then he crashed into the four He Xiu who were blocking the door, looked at the sky, and let out a long roar like an angry roar.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, he jumped off the building, stepped on the deck and squatted deeply on the ground, and in the next moment, like the weak man who had left before, he slammed on the splint, turning into a meteor and shooting into the depths of the clouds in the sky.

"You old things, are you really sitting still like that?"

The old man's voice rumbled like thunder and thunder in the sky.

The giant boat sank down again, and those eyes who had paid attention to Jiang Renbao's room couldn't help but retract one after another.

A young boy has a close relationship with two super strong people who can reach the sky, just ask who dares to touch his moldy head!

At this time, in the room of an old man and two young people, the old man slowly got up.

"Master!" said the handsome boy.

"It turned out to be him!" Gu Qingqing's pair of snow-white sword eyebrows raised, and after a while, he turned around and handed over a thing to the handsome boy, and said: "This is the opening order! If this day can really change, this order will be handed over to your senior brother." ”

"Master!" shouted the woman beside her reluctantly.

"Maybe the luck isn't so bad!" Gu Qingqing patted the handsome boy on the shoulder, "I really can't sit still!"

With that, push the door and leave.

A sword light pierced the sky!