Chapter Thirty-Nine: It's January Sign-in Again

All the way deeper, he came to Ye Ling'er's door.

After repeatedly confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, he gritted his teeth and knocked on the door, and shouted in the softest and loveliest voice in his life:

"Mother, I'm back."

After saying that, he hurriedly dodged away and stood on the side, for fear that the door would suddenly fly out.

But after a long time, he heard Ye Ling'er's reply.

"Come back, come back."

A simple answer, Su Jichen heard the voice with a little cry.

The door was opened, and Ye Ling'er walked out, not angry, but with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Su Jichen suddenly wailed in his heart, "It's better to scold me." ”

What he is most afraid of is the tears of women, especially his own wife.

Suddenly he felt guilty, and all the fears he had left behind.

Ye Ling'er's eyes almost engraved the unfilial son on Su Jichen's brain.

For Su Jichen, going to Shengxiantai again is not as painful as this.

With a weak heart, he showed a flattering smile, his head rushed into Ye Ling'er's arms like a little beast, and said softly: "Mother, I miss you so much." ”

Ye Ling'er looked at the behavior of her son, who had been thinking about it day and night, and the soft hair tickled the person who scratched the crook of his arm, and suddenly burst into laughter.

pretended to be angry and said: "You stinky boy, you still know that you have a mother." ”

"To tell you the truth, in fact, I wanted to come back for a long time, but my father said that he would not let me come back because he wanted to be in the world with you."

Su Jichen threw the pot to Su Tian very unjustly.

Ye Ling'er, who was still distressed about whether her son had lost weight these days, suddenly became angry like a tigress.

"Su Tian !!"

“???”

Su Tian, who had just knelt down on the washboard in the back room, walked out with a blank look on his face.

What's wrong with this? Didn't they all call people every day before?

Su Jichen saw that his father's pants at his knees were rotten, he couldn't bear to look away, and said secretly in his heart: "Dad, the dead friend is not the poor man, you will help your son this time." ”

Su Tian was dragged back into the room, facing the hill-like washboard and Ye Ling'er's order not to go to bed until he knelt down, he had no idea what was going on.

I wanted to cry without tears: "What is this?" ”

Only Su Tian's painful world is completed.

……

Relying on the selfless dedication of his old father, Su Jichen successfully escaped.

Every time he passed by the washboard that had been broken into a hill on his knees, he would pay his respects.

Time passed quickly, and the monthly check-in began.

[Ding, sign in to the Su family in Baishi Town successfully. 】

[Do you want to claim the reward?] 】

"Come, come, come, come, he comes with a reward."

It was obviously a mechanized voice without any emotion, but to Su Jichen, it sounded like a heavenly sound.

After finding a place where no one was, Su Jichen silently said, "Pick it up." ”

[Ding, sign in successfully, get the immortal grass.] 】

A small grass appeared in Su Jichen's hand, and the rhyme on the grass was entrenched, and there was a strong sense of death and vitality connected by the head and tail like an Ouroboros.

At the moment when the immortal fairy grass appeared, there was a sense between heaven and earth.

The sky was cloudy, and thunder rose in the thick clouds.

"Again!?"

This scene is too familiar to Su Jichen, isn't this the Ascending Immortal Tribulation?

The coercion of the catastrophe fell, and Su Jichen shouted that the system was cheating.

And the system was not convinced, and replied.

[Ding, immortal fairy grass, reverse yin and yang, reincarnate life and death, can relive the second world, enter the immortal forbidden area. 】

The immortal medicine was born, and the aura within the entire Dazhen trembled.

......

Xiaoyang Prefecture.

Dazhen shared the land of Kyushu, and as the old emperor grew old but refused to abdicate, his control over the states did not increase but decreased.

The three states of Xiaoyangzhou, Haihe Prefecture and Chishan Prefecture are the most, and only the family does not know the emperor within the three states.

The Sanzhou family can be described as a genuine emperor of the soil.

The ancestor of the Li family in Xiaoyang Prefecture is about to die, and the Li family is anxious at this time.

"The ancestor is the foundation of my Li family, if it falls, I am afraid that my Li family will have no successor."

The head of the family, Li Siyuan, frowned, over the years, the younger generations of the Li family have not been very competitive, and there has not been a person who can support the family.

The thousand-year-old lifespan of the Old Ancestor's Destiny Wheel Realm now has less than ten years left.

If you want to survive ten years and cultivate the next life wheel, I am afraid that it will be difficult to do it with the current situation of the Li family.

"Well, it would be nice if there were a hundred years."

It's a pity that even the Wheel of Life Realm can't control its own destiny, and if you don't become an immortal, you're a mortal after all.

Li Siyuan is trying his best to get through this difficult time.

The ancestor who was close to Shouyuan suddenly felt a shock in the aura, and the ancestor of the Li family widened his eyes, and his eyes revealed excitement.

"Heaven will not kill me, heaven will not kill me!"

The ancestor of the Li family laughed like crazy, causing the house to shake non-stop.

"Ancestor!"

Li Siyuan heard that the ancestor was crazy, and hurriedly came, but saw that the ancestor of the Li family had red eyes covered with bloodshots, like a man-eating ghost.

"You're just in time."

With the realm of Li Siyuan's Soul Palace, he couldn't see how the ancestor came to the front, and his hands were grabbed by the dry old hand, like ten steel nails piercing into the skin.

The ancestor of the Li family looked crazy and said; "Go to Yuheng Mountain, no matter what the price is, let them push the place where the spiritual tide rises this time!"

After driving Li Siyuan to Yuheng Mountain, the eyes of the ancestor of the Li family were full of fanaticism.

"It won't be wrong, only the birth of immortal medicine can trigger this matter, I can't imagine that Dazhen's barren land can also give birth to immortal grass, God help me!"

As soon as the ancestor gave an order, the Li family became busy.

There is also the same Kyushu family clan in Dazhenouchi.

Those who can perceive this are all Dazhen's top existences, and they are all in full swing, and they all mention a name at the same time.

Yuheng Mountain.

......

Yuheng Mountain, a sect mountain bordering Dazhen.

Unlike other sects that are known for their strength, Yuheng Mountain is best known for its almost divine deduction method.

"Uncle Shi, this is a gift list from the Dazhen Li family."

A handsome boy dressed as a Taoist boy handed over the gift slip that was thicker than the scriptures he copied yesterday to his uncle Li Yiguang.

Li Yiguang couldn't help but sigh when he saw this, and opened the gift list in the envious eyes of Daotong.

"Even the top-level exercises and spiritual treasures of the earth level have been handed over, and there is also a heaven-level spirit weapon, the Li family has made a bloody investment."

But the more valuable the things inside, Li Yiguang also had no bottom in his heart.

The aura fluctuation in Dazhen was felt even outside Dazhen, and Yuhengshan could break through the influence of the humane qi blockade, what the hell is this.

Previously, the ancestor died because he vomited blood in the territory of Dazhen, and the sect master said that he should not interfere in the affairs of Dazhen within a hundred years.

Now, this gift list, a cart of spirit stones and spiritual weapons pulled into Yuheng Mountain, made Li Yiguang sway.

Difficulty to take his eyes off the Li family's gift list, Li Yiguang asked Dao Tong, "Qingfeng, when will your master come back?" ”

Xiaodao Tong Qingfeng's master is the sect master and Li Yishan's senior brother.

"The master has a saying, it will be difficult to return within ten years."

Hearing that his senior brother would not be able to come back within ten years, he looked at the gift list that had been built into a hill again.

Li Yiguang gritted his teeth and said: "These many forces are involved, and I have the love of giving the mountain to Yuheng Mountain, and if this world is to blame, it can't be blamed on my head." ”

He decided, did!

"Go and prepare the star map, I want to deduce!"

Letting his junior nephew go over to prepare, Li Yiguang secretly said in his heart: "Senior brother, it's not that the junior brother doesn't comply, it's that their bid is too high." ”

The ancients once said that money can make ghosts grind.

Li Yiguang held the star map in his hand and opened the [Star Deduction Method] to trace the source of the Dazhen Spiritual Qi Tide.

In his eyes, starlight evolves galaxies.

Qingfeng held his breath and looked at his uncle's deduction, this [Deduction of Stars] is a mastery of Yuheng Mountain, even Qingfeng, who is the sect master's apprentice, cherishes every wait-and-see.

On the ground, Li Yiguang's body trembled, and his face showed fear.

"Uncle Shi?"

Dao Tong secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward to interrupt the [Star Deduction Method].

Unexpectedly, an indescribable feeling appeared in his mind, and his brain stopped thinking, and when it was back in operation, the scene in front of him made Qingfeng scream.

The star map turned into a blood disk and fell to the ground, and a pool of blood turned into a small pool to surround Li Yiguang.

Li Yiguang only had half a breath left, his eyes were bleeding and tearful, and his body was even more festering.

A tongue was clenched in his hand, and all the teeth in his mouth were missing.

Li Yiguang actually pulled out his tongue alive to keep half of his breath.

Qingfeng hurriedly stepped forward, but saw Li Yiguang trembling with his remaining strength and writing two on the ground with his fingers.

"White Stone."