Song Jiawen didn't have the heart to understand their cynicism at all, and he didn't know what Song Changyou was inside, more than forty years had passed and he hadn't come out, and Song Jiawen couldn't help but be anxious.

Everyone took advantage of the family verbally, and saw that Song Jiawen's face was getting darker and darker, and he was ready to retire proudly.

At this moment, there was a "clang" sound, and the two doors were thrown out and smashed on the trunk of the big tree in the courtyard, shattering.

All that remained on the threshold were a few poor pieces of wood, swaying from side to side.

An unidentified object rushed out of the gaping room.

Unidentified object, exactly, unidentified person.

Except for the body and limbs of this person, it can be seen that it is a person, and the rest of the place is a blur of flesh and blood.

He was covered in black and red blood, a mixture of black and unknown what it was, and a foul stench emanated from him. A few people who were standing close to the door were smoked by the strong gas, and without the slightest defense, they vomited with a whoop.

The vomit was mixed with a foul smell, and under the double stimulation of the picture, people who were close to the vomiting circle couldn't help but churn in their stomachs.

The sound of retching, vomiting, the sound of it in your ears.

The smell of filth mixed with the foul smell coming from the bloody body made it even more stinky.

Inside the courtyard, the smell is wafting all over the house. The crowd was crowded and chaotic.

These 'lively' are all don't spare it, Wen Yun and Li Chidu, who are sitting on the stone table, have nothing cherry blossoms except to watch the excitement

No matter how crowded the surroundings were, the stone table where the two of them sat seemed to be wrapped in a film, and those who didn't bumble into the stone table would bounce back and take away a gift by the way: thunder and lightning ice bumps.

It's numb and icy, and it's hard to say sour.

The crowd would rather be squeezed into sardines over there than come to the stone table.

In the stone table, Wen Yun and Li Chiwan were still making tea and eating snacks, which was very comfortable.

While everyone was vomiting, they couldn't help but look at them, in this stinky environment, they could still drink tea and eat leisurely, and their nerves were extremely strong.

Sure enough, people are old, and they can't compare to young people.

They didn't know that Wen Yun had already thrown an enchantment array around the stone table the moment the door was broken, and as soon as Li Chidu's tea was boiled, they were full of incense on the table.

Song Jiawen pulled Song Jiazhi up, Wen Yun moved his fingers, and the two entered the stone table without hindrance.

The two of them took a deep breath and felt like their whole body was alive.

Song Jiazhi didn't wait for the literary movement, he took out a stool from the storage bag and sat down, and without waiting for Li Chidui to greet him, he handed over the cup he brought.

Li Chidu's hand steaming tea paused, looked at the white enamel cup with simple ears, and narrowed his eyes.

"Uncle, are you sure you want to use this cup?"

"Of course, of course, Twilight, you can pour it in. ”

When the pot of vermilion tea went down, the water in the enamel cup was only half full.

Song Jiazhi smiled and took the cup, took a sip, closed his eyes, and sat down to absorb it.

Song Jiawen, who was preemptively moved by Song Jiazhi, scolded secretly, so he could only put down the cup and rest his thoughts on drinking tea.

No matter how good the spiritual tea is, now is not the time to taste it. The people in the courtyard vomited miserably, and the head of the family left it alone, and someone had to deal with it.

Song Jiazhi yelled at the source of the stench, "Why are you still stupid? Hurry up and clean up yourself, and see what you have smoked all the uncles and uncles." ”

The black-blooded man grinned, with a big mouth and full teeth.

Song Changyou made a gesture of order, and shook around everyone again, causing countless vomiting sounds again, before he slowly and slowly moved to the bath room Zheng on the right

The door closed, Song Jiawen threw out a few dust removal charms, and the filth in the courtyard disappeared without a trace.

Li Chiwei grabbed a handful of powder filled with fragrant rain flowers and threw it into the teapot, Wen Yun took back the boundary plate in time, and the sweet air overflowed, filling the entire courtyard in an instant.

Everyone sniffed the aroma, the discomfort in the stomach was relieved, and the people came back to life.

After a while, I was tempted by the aroma to be hungry.

The smell is disgusting, the fragrance is heart-wrenching, and the smell is torture.

In the smell and incense, Zhongrao's face was blue and white, white and red, and the end was extremely tormenting.

Someone couldn't stand it and was about to leave, and was glared at by Song Luochen, the whitest haired and oldest in the crowd.

They have all endured it for so long, it is a good time to slap their own family in the face, how can they give up lightly and fall short.

This behavior of the family must be a manifestation of weakness of heart, and they want to use cruel means to drive them away.

They won't be fooled.

Just now, Song Changyou's body was filthy, the stench was unbearable, everyone was too busy to take care of themselves, and how could they have the heart to take a closer look at Song Changyou's situation. However, judging from the black smell of Song Changyou's body, Zhuji must have failed.

When they successfully built the foundation in the past, they were refreshed, energetic, and even faintly fragrant, which was 108,000 miles different from Song Changyou's current appearance.

The stomach is upset, but the smiles on everyone's faces are getting stronger and stronger, squeezing their eyebrows, and the opportunity to humiliate their family is coming.

It's worth the wait.

And they waited for more than two hours.

During this time, all the elders of the Song family who were present rushed over, and a few elders of the Li family also heard the news.

Song Changyou's courtyard, when did so many people come, it was even more lively than when Li Chi built the foundation.

The bathroom door opened wide, and a long figure came out.

With a lazy smile on his handsome face, Song Changyou exuded confidence all over his body, and his smile was dazzling and bright.

The aura around Song Chang's right body has undergone substantial changes, although his aura is slightly unstable because he has just finished cultivating, but inadvertently, it reveals a dangerous signal.

I haven't seen him in just over forty years, but Song Changyou really succeeded in building the foundation!

The faces of the tribes who wanted to laugh at him froze with smiles, and the corners of his mouths could not go up or down.

Song Luochen rubbed his eyes in disbelief, took out the spirit ring to check, the usual white spirit illusion showed an orange light, and he stayed in the three squares, there was no doubt that it was indeed the foundation building realm.

It is not the first floor of the foundation that I have just entered, but it is still the third layer of the foundation! It seems that it is about to reach the peak of the third layer of the foundation, and it can break through to the fourth layer of the foundation at any time.

It must have been the wrong way for them to open their eyes, otherwise how could they have seen something extremely incredible happening.

It was unheard of for the ten layers of Qi refining to cross the Great Perfection realm to build a foundation. Now Song Changyou's realm has also jumped from the tenth layer of qi refining to the third layer of foundation building, spanning four levels in a row, including a large realm of foundation building, which is simply incredible.

And it is not easy not to build a foundation, that is, after building a foundation, every time the realm is improved, it takes a lot of effort.