Tang Hao, a son of luck, focuses on a discerning eye.

The garbage in the eyes of others is a treasure in his hands.

As for why others can't find out......

Don't ask, asking is the prerogative of the son of luck.

After he took the elixir, most of the injuries on his body had healed, and he couldn't help but start studying the pile of rags he bought during the day.

Shen Ping'an relied on his divine sense to pick for a long time, and finally picked a small tripod and injected an idea into it.

The son of luck, you have to have a standard portable grandfather!

Tang Hao really picked up the little ding as soon as possible.

Mainly because this small tripod is the most expensive and also seems to be the most valuable thing.

Eight spirit stones!

Xiao Ding is made of bronze, it looks very simple, Tang Hao tried to input aura into it, and in the next second, Xiao Ding lit up.

As for the possibility that others have also tried to lose Reiki?

The main thing is face recognition.

Tang Hao was startled by Xiao Ding's bright light, and after a while, Xiao Ding's bright light gradually dissipated, and a phantom appeared above Xiao Ding.

It was none other than the idea that Shen Ping'an had stuffed in.

Although this idea is still under Shen Ping'an's control, it can act independently.

"Descendants of the Tang family."

After seeing Tang Hao's face clearly, the old man spoke hoarsely.

"Who are you?"

Tang Hao looked vigilant.

"Don't be so afraid, little one, I'm also an old friend of your ancestors."

The phantom stroked his beard and smiled, "Back then, I was born and died with the ancestor of the Tang family, and then my body collapsed, and the ancestor of the Tang family bound my soul to this ding. ”

"I have been asleep for thousands of years, and I didn't wake up until today when I feel the breath of the descendants of the Tang family."

"Only the descendants of the Tang family or my descendants can wake me up, and you and I are destined."

As for whether what he said was true......

Of course it's fake!

Where did Shen Ping'an know any Tang family ancestor, she just found a reason for face recognition to dispel Tang Hao's doubts.

Sure enough, hearing this, Tang Hao's doubts gradually disappeared.

After all, he just lost spiritual power into it in a mediocre way, and he didn't believe that others hadn't tried it.

If this Xiaoding still has such a limitation, it makes sense.

"When my soul power is about to run out, being able to help you can be regarded as fulfilling our brotherhood."

The old man sighed.

"What do you call your seniors?"

Tang Hao looked at the old man respectfully.

"You can just call me Wu Hook."

The old man smiled and said, "I see that your spiritual qi is vain and your spiritual platform is unstable, what kind of mental method are you practicing now?" ”

Tang Hao said it 1510.

Shen Ping'an frowned when he heard this, everyone he had seen was a void of spiritual energy, and the spiritual platform was unstable, obviously because the cultivation was too superficial.

There is nothing wrong with practicing with this kind of practice all the time, but it is also difficult to make much difference.

If you can practice to the level of Meng Zhuo Zhenzun, you can also find problems with the exercises, but when you reach that kind of cultivation, it is already difficult to return, so you can only continue to practice hard.

After all, the foundation is there.

After listening to Tang Hao's words, Shen Ping'an was even more sure that there was something wrong with the exercises themselves.

It makes sense for one person to use this kind of exercise, but everyone can't use the same exercise, right?

Moreover, the people she saw, such as Meng Zhuo Zhenzun, had the same problem with cultivation.

So there is no such thing as someone treating it differently and doing it deliberately.

"But what's the problem? Wu Hook seniors. ”

Seeing that Wu Gou didn't speak for a long time, Tang Hao's heart couldn't help but sink.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the exercises he practiced?

"Who taught you this exercise?"

"It's an ancestral family heirloom."

Ancestral ...... in the family

Shen Ping'an's brows furrowed, this realm was the world where her master, the Human Emperor Shen Hengkong, was born, and compared to other middle thousand worlds, it had more advantages.

According to the words of mortals, her master is a purple microstar falling from the sky.

And because there used to be Shen Hengkong in this realm, the cultivation exercises in this realm are also the most complete.

It is absolutely impossible to pass down such a superficial practice.

Is it because it has been too long and the exercises have been lost?

Not right either.

Her master's reputation is still there, so there is no reason for the exercises that her master has worked so hard to sort out.

Shen Hengkong once created a book of cultivation exercises, this exercise is not very powerful, the point is that everyone can practice.

Although the speed of cultivation is slow, it focuses on a steady and steady progress, with a very low lower limit and a very high upper limit, and strong universality.

Moreover, it was easy to obtain and completely public, and at that time, the cultivation realm could be said to be a copy for everyone.

No matter what, it won't be lost to this point.

Shen Ping'an suppressed his doubts in his heart, and asked Wu Gou to guide Tang Hao to change other exercises.

Tang Hao's cultivation is now low, and it is easy to change if he wants to.

If Tang Hao wants to change it when he is about to ascend, it will not be easy.

After all, this exercise, even if someone is really lucky enough to rely on this exercise to practice to ascend, they will inevitably have no bones under the thunder.

Tang Hao also knew nothing about the exercises, and listening to Wu Gou's explanation, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

No wonder no one has ascended for so many years, it turns out that the problem is in the exercises!

"Thank you for your advice!"

He saluted respectfully to Wu Gou.

Wu Gou waved his hand, took out another exercise, and let Tang Hao pick it himself.

Shen Ping'an withdrew his divine sense, ignoring Wu Gou and Tang Hao for the time being.

With Wu Hook here, Tang Hao's cultivation doesn't have to worry.

What's more, Tang Hao is the son of luck, ascension is inevitable, all she can do is speed up the process.

She turned her attention to Arjun's side.

Arjun's appearance is much worse than Tang Hao's, she is still nailed through the bones, but this is not the point.

Mental pollution is the point.

Arjun looked at the two people entangled in front of him with a desperate expression.

Isn't it, are you all shameless?

Lu Zixu has a thief's heart and courage, so he naturally won't let go of Ah Qiong and Qiu Yin, but when he was moving his hands and feet against Qiu Yin, he was bumped into by Ma Ling who came back.

And then there is the scene we have today.

"Little bitch, you're envious, aren't you?"

"It's just a pity that Zixu only loves me."

Ma Ling raised her head and showed off to Arjun and Qiu Yin.

Arjun: "......"

She looked at the fat on Lu Zixu's stomach, and because of Lu Zixu's movements, she trembled, and the tip of her nose had begun to linger with a stench.

The feeling of nausea was surging, and Arjun felt that she could throw up at any moment.

It's okay to beat her, it's okay to scold her, or it's okay to directly hack her to death, and the whole mental attack can be punished!

"Concentrate on, baby."

Lu Zixu reminded with his sticky bubble sound.

Ma Ling couldn't help but scream loudly.

After a breath, everything is calm.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Arjun couldn't help but feel dark in front of him.

No, who would like this fat, ugly and fast kappa!

Can you wives eat something good?