Chapter 121: Meet the Ancestor
Xie Zhizheng's face was blue and white, white and blue, his scalp was blown open, his forehead, and his back were full of cold sweat.
"How so? Why is there such power around that little animal? Xie Zhizheng muttered in despair.
He has seen how terrifying the real masters are.
It can be said that it is really a fairy-like character.
Moreover, the other party said that he had sent a pair of parents and disciples.
At that time, he also vaguely said that Han Qing's side was very strong, but the other party was extremely confident, saying that in the world, his pair of parent-handed disciples could sweep away all cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.
But I didn't expect that my worries would come true.
That kind of master, even if he avenges his two disciples, it is difficult to say whether he will be angry with himself.
"But no matter what, Han Qing, this little beast, is dead." Xie Zhizheng said to himself.
……
Jiangnan Provincial City, the old residence of the He family.
As one of the three top families in Jiangnan, the He family is a wealthy family in Jiangnan Province for hundreds of years, and it has survived ups and downs.
In terms of heritage, the Chen family, who only came to the top later, can't catch up.
At this time, the old house was brightly lit and full of laughter.
He Zhiqiu, the uncle of the He family, with a few He family cores, was surrounding a white-haired old Taoist who was looking at the fairy wind bones, complimenting him constantly.
"Qingyu Immortal Chief, it's a pity that my father is not here, otherwise, I would definitely be excited to see Immortal Chief." He Zhiqiu said.
"That's right, when He Jushi was suffering from a strange illness, he happened to meet Lao Dao, and Lao Dao solved his illness casually, but he had an old friend in this world." Qingyu Dao Chang smiled.
"It is the old man's luck to be able to form a friendship with Qingyu Daoist, and it is also the luck of my He family." He Zhiqiu slapped his ass.
Qingyu Dao Chang stroked the goat's whiskers under his chin, quite enjoying He Zhiqiu's compliment.
"Immortal Chief, in recent years, I have also lacked energy and frequent headaches, I don't know if there is a good medicine for Chang?" He Zhiqiu asked cautiously.
Qingyu Daoist laughed, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and said: "There is a Nourishing Pill here, which can be a hundred times more energetic and prolong life." ”
"Thank you Immortal, thank you Immortal!" He Zhiqiu was overjoyed, hurriedly got up, and thanked him with a grand bowe.
He knew how precious such an immortal pill was.
At this moment, the Qingyu Dao Leader suddenly took out a piece of jade, and the color on it became as red as blood.
Suddenly, Daoist Qingyu's face became gloomy.
"Immortal Chief, but what happened?" He Zhiqiu asked.
"Something happened to those two apprentices, so I quit." Qingyu Dao Chang said, and got up directly to leave.
"Immortal Chief, if there is a place where our He family can help, just say that our He family will go to the soup and go to the fire, and we will not hesitate." He Zhiqiu patted his chest and said.
"No, it's not something you can do." Qingyu Dao Chang said, his body was like a great peng, and he instantly rushed into the night sky and disappeared.
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Spring City, an abandoned and ruined temple in the western suburbs.
The two monks, a man and a woman, were tied to two pillars, their faces were pale, and they each had a middle finger missing on their left hand.
Han Qing was sitting not far away, and he was actually roasting a hare.
This pair of brothers and sisters, smelling the aroma, their stomachs growled.
They hadn't eaten for a day or a night, and even though they were monks, they also needed to eat in the Qi Refining Realm, and if they hadn't had pills to replenish them, they would need even more food.
Only when you reach the Jindan realm can you truly reach Bigu.
Therefore, in ancient times, the Jindan monk could already be called an immortal.
At this time, Han Qing sprinkled a handful of cumin, and the aroma suddenly became even stronger.
"Want to eat?" Han Qing tore off a rabbit leg and asked.
Neither of the two brothers and sisters spoke, but their eyes were glowing green, and they kept nodding their heads.
"It's a pity that I don't have your share." Han Qing laughed, bit on the rabbit leg, tore off a piece of meat, and chewed it heavily.
"You ......" The two brothers and sisters were so angry that they closed their eyes and didn't look, but the fragrance and the sound of chewing made their saliva continue to secrete.
"Han Qing, if you let us go now, I promise to spare your life, otherwise, when my master arrives, you will only have a dead end." That male cultivator, it was also Wang Chengxuan who said loudly.
"You may not know how powerful my master is, he is a powerhouse of the seventh layer of qi refining, pinching you to death is as simple as pinching an ant to death." The female cultivator Hu Ruolin also said that she wanted to put pressure on Han Qing's mind.
Han Qing glanced at the two of them lightly and said, "You still threaten me until now, I don't know if you mean that you have commendable courage or are you stupid?" ”
"You...... You'll regret it. Hu Ruolin said angrily.
"Then see who will regret it." Han Qing laughed.
Soon, Han Qing was full of wine and food, and the two senior brothers and sisters were completely depressed.
At this moment, several Taoist priests suddenly walked in.
The eyes of the two brothers and sisters suddenly lit up, and they forcibly cheered up.
"Dao Chiefs, save us." Hu Ruolin shouted.
"Family teacher Qingyu Daoist, as long as you save us, the family teacher will be rewarded." Wang Chengxuan also hurriedly said.
However, those Taoist priests glanced at the two of them, but they hurriedly walked in front of Han Qing.
"Daohuazi greets the ancestor." The old Taoist priest at the head said respectfully.
"Meet the Ancestor." He was followed by several elders and deacons, who also greeted him in unison.
Hu Ruolin and Wang Chengxuan were dumbfounded, they didn't expect that these Taoist priests who exuded spiritual power fluctuations would actually call Han Qing their ancestors.
"No need to be polite, Dao Huazi, do you know the hidden door?" Han Qing asked.
"Hidden door?" Dao Huazi's face changed slightly, nodded, and then said: "It is said that when the spiritual power was declining, there was a great power to find a place to escape from the world, and many powerful sects avoided it, calling it the Hidden Gate. ”
"Elder Taishang once said that back then, our Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Sect was one of them, but later it seemed that he offended a big figure in the cultivation world and was deprived of the qualifications to enter."
Hearing this, Han Qing's eyes flashed and he nodded.
"We are hidden disciples, you veterans, let this kid let us go." Hu Ruolin shouted.
"My master will arrive soon, and the only way to offend our hidden door is to destroy the door." Wang Chengxuan also said sharply.
Dao Huazi and several elders and deacons behind him all changed their faces, but they didn't expect Han Qing to actually tie up the hidden sect disciples.
"Hidden Door...... There must be a lot of good stuff. Han Qing's eyes burned, although he relied on ancient jade and did not lack spiritual power, if he wanted to cultivate faster, he still needed to rely on various elixirs to stimulate his potential to the maximum.
Yes!
Whether it was Hu Ruolin's brothers and sisters, or Daohuazi and others, they were all stunned when they heard this.
Especially the people of Longhu Mountain, they were still nervous in their hearts, thinking about how to solve this big trouble, but Han Qing was already ready to loot others.
At this moment, Hu Ruolin suddenly clamped her legs, and her face suddenly turned red.
"Let me go...... I want to make it easier to ......," Hu Ruolin said.