"Father, what's the matter with your injury?" Zhou Heng pressed the anger in his heart and asked in a calm tone, but his slightly trembling voice still revealed his extremely angry emotions.

Zhou Dinghai thought about it for a while, thinking that his son was born smart, even if he didn't say that he could guess one or two, it was better to tell him directly, so he said: "A few days ago, I heard that a miracle medicine was born, so I went to try my luck for my father, and I fought a few tricks with people, but my skills are not as good as people!"

Zhou Heng understood as soon as he heard it, his father was trying to find an elixir for him that could "cure the disease", and he took the risk of competing with others, but he was hit hard!

Originally, this world is the king of strength, and if his fists can't compare to others, he can only blame himself for his inferior skills! This Zhou Heng can accept, but his father was seriously injured for him, but he can't tolerate it!

His father is his only relative, but because he was injured for himself, he was extremely angry, and it was precisely because of his previous "incompetence" that his father ran around and took risks for him!

Zhou Heng blamed himself, if it wasn't for his own uselessness, how could his father be hurt because of this?

There is an evil fire in his heart, and he almost wants to burn this world!

No matter who that person is, no matter how terrifying the background that person has, he is dead!

Zhou Heng swore in his heart, but he forcibly squeezed out a smile on his face, and said, "Dad, tell you good news, I can cultivate!"

"What, really?" Zhou Dinghai's slightly godless eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light, he looked at Zhou Heng carefully, and immediately felt the powerful aura on Zhou Heng's body, although it was not as good as his heyday, but he definitely entered the bone refining realm!

He had only been away from home for more than four months, and his son had gone from being a waste who couldn't cultivate to the Bone Refining Realm?

"Ha Lu Ha, Ha Lu Ha

But he still had a smile on his face, stretched out a big hand and patted Zhou Heng's shoulder, and said, "Good boy, good boy, Dad knows that you will definitely be able to!

Zhou Heng also nodded vigorously, grabbed his father's hand, and was speechless for a while.

"Dad, who injured you?" Zhou Heng finally couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Dinghai was silent, and only after a while did he say: "Heng'er, the world outside is not a hundred or a thousand times bigger than you think, what you have to do now is to concentrate on cultivation and don't be distracted by other things!"

"Dad, you were seriously injured for me, I don't even know the name of the enemy, how can you tell me to cultivate with peace of mind?" Zhou Heng said excitedly.

Zhou Dinghai shook his head and said: "It's not an enemy, there is no master of heaven and earth, anyone can fight for it, my father has already said that the skills are not as good as people, and the skills are not as good as people!"

"Dad!" Zhou Heng looked at Zhou Dinghai firmly, his eyes full of stubbornness.

This child, like him, is more like his mother!

Zhou Dinghai sighed and said, "Okay, but your current strength is too weak, unless you can walk the road to heaven, Dad won't let you die!"

Zhou Heng's body trembled, was it a powerhouse at the level of the Spirit Gathering Realm who injured his father?

So what!

Zhou Heng clenched his fist hard, his father did not take revenge, and he was a son of man in vain!

He is indeed not the opponent of the Spirit Gathering Realm powerhouse now, but one day he will reach the Spirit Gathering Realm, and with the openness of his dantian space, he is at least twice as strong as the ordinary Spirit Gathering Realm powerhouse!

Coupled with Ling Tian's Nine Style, he was confident that he would be able to kill any Spirit Gathering Realm powerhouse!

"Heng'er, how could your illness suddenly get better?" Zhou Dinghai didn't want his only son to dwell on his injury, so he quickly changed the topic.

Zhou Heng was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment before saying: "I picked up a wild fruit in Pingtian Mountain, and after eating it, I was feverish, and after being in a coma for two days, I was suddenly able to cultivate, and the speed was very fast!"

The matter of the black broken sword is too unbelievable, and the stakes are very high, it's not that Zhou Heng doesn't believe his father, but the secret itself is a huge burden, and he can bear it alone!

Zhou Dinghai is convinced of this, because the driving force that supports him to run around is to find an elixir to eliminate Zhou Heng's "stubborn disease" and be born as a father, all he has now is extremely happy and proud!

- Who said that his son was a waste, and who had ever seen a waste who had advanced from the early stage of the first level of refining to the seventh layer of refining within four months?

In the Bone Refining Realm that is less than eighteen years old, how many can the Zhou family get now?

Although it was not as good as the demonic talent that he had entered the Bone Refining Realm at the age of twelve, judging from Zhou Heng's cultivation time, he was far behind!

If he has such a son, what more could he ask for?

"Dad, I occasionally entered a desperate valley and got a cultivation technique, which is more than twice as fast as the cultivation speed of the Burning Sun Technique!" Zhou Heng took out the "Moon Shadow Heart Technique" like a treasure, and in front of his father, he could show his emotions without scruples.

"What!" Zhou Dinghai's face changed, and after being shocked, he was overjoyed, and took the book tremblingly, but he couldn't even hold the book, and immediately slid onto the quilt again.

Zhou Heng's face changed, and the severity of his father's injuries was far above his estimate.

He hurriedly opened the page of the book, so that Zhou Dinghai only needed to sweep it at a glance, and after Zhou Dinghai nodded slightly, he turned the page. Although the exercises of more than 4,000 words are obscure, Zhou Dinghai is also a genius of a generation, and he can suddenly understand it after just a slight pause, and he quickly browsed the entire exercises.

"Heng'er, this exercise is incredible!" Zhou Dinghai closed his eyes and thought for a while, his face showed an extremely cautious look, "Moreover, the relationship is too big, and if you leak the news, it will cause death! You burn it immediately, and you can cultivate it yourself in the future, don't tell anyone, and don't teach it to anyone!"

Sure enough, ginger is old and spicy, and Zhou Dinghai just made the most accurate judgment in an instant.

Zhou Heng nodded, he did think about burning the "Moon Shadow Heart Technique", but that would have to wait until Zhou Dinghai learned it.

"Dad, have you remembered everything?" asked Zhou Heng.

"Seven, seven, eight, eight, just remember, I can ask you!" Zhou Dinghai showed a smile, he was naturally happy to get such a book of exercises.

Zhou Heng nodded, didn't dare to waste time, and immediately went to the kitchen to light a fire and burned the "Moon Shadow Heart Technique". Although this book silk does not rot for a hundred years, it is not tolerant to high humidity and will soon turn into a pile of fly ashes.

There was a squeak, but the door of the courtyard was pushed open at this time, and a subordinate walked in with a plate, shouting as he walked: "Hey, hey, hey, if you're dead, if you're not dead, say a word, eat!"

Hearing this, Zhou Heng jumped up all of a sudden!

"Huh?" The next person walked in, and when he saw Zhou Heng, his face couldn't help showing a touch of surprise, obviously he didn't expect him to return suddenly, but he didn't take it to heart, just put the tray on the table heavily, and said, "You came back just in time, you don't need Lao Tzu to feed that waste man! Hey, there was originally only one waste son, and now Lao Tzu has also become a waste, which is really worthy of being a father and son!"

This person is a man in his thirties, Zhou Heng knows him, he is the person next to Zhou Jianming, called Zhao Si, he was Zhou Jianming's little servant at the earliest, and now he has become the manager of the long house, and he has a lot of status among the subordinates.

But no matter how much status you have, you are also a subordinate, and you dare to commit it blatantly, is this eating the bear's heart and leopard gall, or is it ......

Zhou Heng opened the lid of the tray on the table, and when his gaze swept over, the anger on his face became even stronger.

This so-called meal is actually a spoiled rice and moldy vegetable, is it for people to eat?

Why did Zhao Si dare to treat his father like this? Zhou Heng was angry, but he was more worried - how serious was his father's injury, and even a subordinate dared to bully him?

"Ha Luha, didn't you tell you?" Since Zhao Si is the person next to Zhou Jianming, he is naturally the same as his master, and regards Zhou Dinghai and his son as a thorn in his side, "Your Lao Tzu has been abolished by someone and cultivated, and he is no longer a master of the blood refining realm, just a fucking waste!"

"You are a waste, you are a waste, it's not a family that doesn't enter the door!"

Zhao Si laughed wildly, without the slightest scruple - Zhou Jianming has hated Zhou Dinghai for so many years, and now that he has seized this opportunity, he will naturally put the father and son to death, and he doesn't need to be afraid at all.

Zhou Heng's face was already uncontrollably murderous, his father was not only abolished, but also seriously injured, he was emotional and didn't pay attention to it before, but now that he thinks about it, he didn't smell the medicine in the room!

And what Zhao Si sent was only the rancid rice for the pigs to eat, and there was no medicine for boiling, what does this mean?

The family has given up on Zhou Dinghai and left him to fend for himself!

If you lose your cultivation, you lose your value?

No, although the family is realistic, it has not been cold-blooded to this extent! This must be Zhou Xianming's ghost, and only this great elder's persistence can make the family make such a cruel decision!

How many grievances has my father endured in the past few days! If I come back a few days late, my father has lost his cultivation, and there is no medicine stone to treat, plus he can eat this kind of food, how many days can he last?

Insult my father!

Zhou Heng's heart was full of rage, and his killing intent soared into the sky!

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Si's head and neck.

"Dare to be right-uh!" Zhao Si didn't take Zhou Heng in his eyes at all, and was about to knock Zhou Heng down with a punch, but who expected that the fist had just swung out and his neck had already been pinched by Zhou Heng, and he suddenly had no strength, and the fist he swung out hung down weakly.

Kakaka, Zhou Heng's hand tightened more and more, Zhao Si's throat continued to make the sound of bone joints squeezing, and his face instantly turned purple and began to turn black. He struggled weakly, his eyes flashing with horror and deep incomprehension.

——How could Zhou Heng have such a strong strength, so that he, the peak of the third layer of body refining, did not have the slightest strength to fight back!

Isn't this kid a waste who can't cultivate?

"Whoever insults my father, die!" Zhou Heng coldly pronounced the verdict, his right hand was folded, there was a crisp sound on the ground, Zhao Si kicked his feet, his head drooped, and he died!