"What are you doing!"

Feng Zhiping exclaimed, his instinctive short body dodged, and his fist brushed his scalp and swung in the air, but the fist wind was extremely well controlled, and it only hurt him and then dissipated, without affecting the offerings and spiritual position at all.

Confused and didn't have time to think about it, he didn't get up and rolled directly on the spot, and after rolling and squatting on the ground without waiting to get up, he saw a whip leg go straight to his door.

Can't be hardwired!

His arms were raised as if to block hard, and before he made contact, he suddenly changed to a cotton snake and wrapped it up.

But the whip leg was too strong, and he was swept away before he could be resolved, and he stabilized his body in mid-air and prepared to land, and before he finished adjusting his posture, he saw another leg shadow swept over, and in desperation, he came out again, his arm shook his chest, and the person pulled it up again, and went straight to the roof.

Yes, if you can't get to the ground, then go to the house.

Feng Zhiping made a lightning shot, grabbed the beam of the house at the moment of passing by, and his heart tightened before he turned in the first circle, and he didn't want to let go of the flat flight, and just left to hear the muffled sound of the beam "bang", the whole ancestral hall seemed to be shaken, and he swept it in a hurry, and there was a black footprint of three inches into the wood on the beam.

"Are you crazy! really?!" Feng Zhiping was shocked, and Goldman Sachs exclaimed.

The beams of the house are about to be kicked off, the joke is not so noisy, the last bit of illusion in his heart is completely shattered, Feng Moxiu is not teaching him, he is really going to kill him!

But why?!

Feng Zhiping couldn't figure it out, Feng Moxiu answered him, and Fei Liang shouted angrily: "I'm crazy? You're crazy! The ancestral ancestral hall dares to move, your fucking guts are so fat! If Lao Tzu doesn't kill you today, Lao Tzu won't be your Lao Tzu!"

As he spoke, with a wave of his sword fingers, all sword qi lightning flew out.

Feng Zhiping jumped away when he saw the sword finger, and as soon as his feet left, there was an extra groove on the beam, followed by the next one, and then the next one, until he broke through the wall and disappeared into the night, at this time Feng Zhiping had already fallen to another beam and stood firm, looking at those incomparably straight holes that could be connected into a line, like falling into an ice cellar.

"Wait!" Seeing Feng Mo Xiu's sword pointing again, Feng Zhiping hurriedly shouted to stop and asked loudly, "Old man, if you want to die, you will let me die! You put me here, you acquiesced to my cultivation here, yes, it was not right for me to kiss my grandfather's tablet just now, but I don't have any malice, why are you so angry, can't I kiss it next time?"

"Still pretending to be stupid with me!" Feng Moxiu was furious and pointed downward, "Lao Tzu let you think about it here, when did you say that you were allowed to cultivate here?

Feng Zhiping was dumbfounded, and finally understood what was going on.

The old man who dared to love didn't mean that at all, he always wanted to split himself, and he was amorous!

Feng Moxiu looked sad and indignant, and said in a trembling voice: "You unfilial thing, you really want to be angry with your Lao Tzu! Do you know how much effort it took me to get these things? Do you think these are all from the tide of the sea? I collected materials little by little, and spent a lot of money to build them, and I can't find a few ones that can compare to our ancestral hall in Tianyuan, you little Wang Ba calf will be closed for Lao Tzu Huo Huo without asking, loser thing, I, I, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

The sword fingers came out again, and this time it was the left and right hands together, and the fingertips were not sword qi but ten thousand points of brilliance, and the field of vision was full of fireflies.

Feng Zhiping was furious in an instant, there was no way to hide!

In a hurry, regardless of the consequences, his left foot stomped on the beam and broke off at both ends, and the short body picked up the broken beam and danced desperately in front of him into a virtual shadow, and the swarming light points collided on it and exploded into a red flame, and the beam was set on fire in a blink of an eye, and Feng Zhiping fell down sharply with this force, did not land, and directly stepped on the altar.

Throwing away the burned wooden beams, Feng Zhiping casually grabbed two spirit cards in front of him, and shouted: "The ancestor is here, don't stop!"

The point of light froze instantly, and the nearest one was less than half a foot away from Feng Zhiping, Feng Moxiu was furious, and he forgot about it in a moment of excitement.

"Put down your third uncle and grandfather, or Lao Tzu will beat you to death!"

"You're stupid for me, I want to see my mother!"

"I'm going to fuck you little bastard, and I want to use your mother to press me, and tell you that there's no way! Put it down now, let's talk, if you don't let you die, wait for death today!"

"If you die, you will die, when I am afraid that I will not succeed?

After roaring and urging Yuan Li, the breath on his body soared all the way, the solemn pressure made the sacrificial vessels under his feet buzz, and the spirit cards behind him trembled together, looking like they would fall down at any time, as if there were really ghosts and ghosts for a while, and there was a very eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

Feng Zhiping shook his head backwards and said loudly: "Old man, you can think clearly, if you can talk about it well, you can call my mother to talk to us well, if you come hard, then the jade will be burned, I will die, and the spiritual positions of the ancestors will not be left!"

"Threaten me?" Feng Moxiu squinted and sneered, "Do you think it's useful?"

"Then try it!"

Feng Zhiping leaned directly on the stage and said with a smile: "I know you won't kill me, you just want to beat me out of anger, I am willing to be punished for doing something wrong, but I can't be punished lightly or severely, like the few hits you just now, I don't want to get out of bed for at least two months, so let's call my mother to discuss and see what to do." ”

Feng Moxiu snorted coldly: "What to do is to do it all over again, it's useless to call anyone to come!"

"That's not necessarily, don't we have family rules, let's follow the family rules. ”

Feng Zhiping changed to a more comfortable posture, and said with a smile: "According to the family rules, those who disrespect their ancestors will be given five sticks, and those who insult their ancestors will be increased as appropriate, and the highest genealogy will be removed from the family, but I don't disrespect my ancestors, I still clean them every day! And the reason why I have that kind of behavior is because I recall the deeds of my ancestors and think about their demeanor back then, and I am so excited that I can't help myself, so you can't punish me heavily, you can only beat me five boards, you think this is the reason, right? But I am a good boy who knows the truth, I am ashamed and uncomfortable to ask for more punishment, and then ask for five more boards, adding up to ten times, what do you think?"

Feng Moxiu listened in silence, became angry, grinded his teeth and said: "According to what you said, not only should I not punish you as a 'good boy', but I also have to be rewarded, right? Boy, why didn't I find out that you were so able to say it before, and you were so shameless?" 2018

Feng Zhiping smiled humbly: "The blue is better than the blue, and my father taught it well." ”

Feng Moxiu's face darkened, and he pointed viciously around: "You made the ancestral ancestral hall like this, and you only took a few boards to finish the matter?"

Feng Zhiping was reluctant, and pretended to blink ignorantly: "Father, didn't you make this scene?

Feng Moxiu's face darkened, and he took a deep breath and said hatefully: "I knew that you couldn't learn well under that bastard's door, sure enough, you are so despicable at a young age, and you have learned a lot of sophistry without learning much, do you still have a little bit of the appearance of a man in my Feng family, do you still have a little bit of responsibility that a man should have?"

Feng Zhiping guessed that nine out of ten bastards in his father's mouth were Qiu Mobai, although he had a good impression of the sect master, but he had no intention of helping him defend himself, and saying good things to Qiu Mobai in front of Feng Moxiu was looking for death.

If you don't help Qiu Mobai, you can't help yourself, the old man has talked so hard, how can he endure it?

Feng Zhiping put away his smiling face, frowned deeply, and said loudly: "Father, if you talk like this, your son will have to say a few words, let's have a good break." I ask you, have I ever destroyed a thing since the day I came? Before you came, a piece of paint fell off here and a window was broken? Who made a big mess here? It's you, not me! You say that men should be responsible, and I think so, but I should bear what I should bear, and why should I resist what I shouldn't? The person who should be responsible for tonight is you, not me, you let me be responsible, can you make an example yourself?"

Feng Moxiu's eyes were sharp and he was about to scold, Feng Zhiping raised his hand and pressed: "Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet, there is fire and I will wait for me to finish." ”

"I know why you're angry, yes, I drained the aura of the sacrificial vessels and tablets, but I didn't break them, I haven't rubbed a corner of it, and the loss of aura doesn't mean they're broken. What's more, instead of letting them eat ashes here, why can't they be used to improve my cultivation? You know better than me how scarce the spiritual materials outside are, and how many masters can't look forward to them? But what about you? Get so many human-level medium-grade, high-grade, and even prefecture-level low-grade spiritual weapons to be placed here as ancestral worship instruments, who are you showing off? Outsiders? They can't get in. Ancestors and ancestors, they died a long time ago, and even if you offered a room full of heavenly treasures, they would not need them, let alone restore their souls! In that case, what is the point of what you are doing?"

Feng Moxiu was furious: "Rebel, you dare to say this?!"

Feng Zhiping sneered: "What don't you dare to say, I'm not wrong! Don't say that I'm not filial, I have said more to my ancestors these days than you have in decades combined! Let's not talk about the side, just talk about the reason why you are angry, I will ask you, aside from the aura, just talk about these things themselves, did I damage them at all?"

Feng Mo Xiu said angrily: "It's not bad, but the point you left aside is the most important!"

"Is it important? What's important? No matter how high their grade is, can you use it or can someone else use it?" Feng Zhiping lifted the spirit card in his arms, "Look at this shape, even if someone is not cold, can they use it again? Could it be that when you make a move, throw the spirit position and throw the incense burner, and then hold the lamp or something and smash it up? Only I can let them play their original role, I believe that if the ancestors can speak now, they will definitely support me!"

Feng Moxiu fell silent, as if thinking.

Feng Zhiping thought that he had persuaded him, and was about to add more fire with a smile on his face, but the backs of his two hands suddenly burned at the same time, and the hot fire invaded the palm of his hand and spread rapidly to his body along the meridians of his arm, which was unstoppable.

At the same time, Feng Moxiu smiled wickedly and watched triumphantly as his son struggled in vain.

"Fight with me, you little king is still a little tender!"

"Despicable!"

Feng Zhiping was crazy and angry, the old guy deserved to be a shameless ancestor, and he actually engaged in a sneak attack, how could he have a little master demeanor!

It's a shame that he scolded himself for being despicable just now, and he actually believed it, and Rory argued a lot of reasons for him, and the old guy used himself as a monkey to play, and he stayed there to watch the show!

Sure enough, Feng Moxiu squatted down and supported his cheeks, and said with a smile: "The eloquence is good, you can really break it, I will definitely bring you with me next time I quarrel." Now, don't struggle, obediently let Lao Tzu beat out his anger, and he should be comfortable. ”

As soon as his tone changed, Feng Moxiu sighed lightly in anticipation: "Alas, you don't know, in fact, I have wanted to beat you for a long time, but unfortunately I have not been able to find a suitable reason, and the three children of our family have not been beaten seriously by you and me." Okay this time, your mother can't say anything if she knows, at most she is angry and won't let me into the house, even if it's cold for a month, it's worth it!"

"Are you perverted, you have nothing to do to play with your son?" Feng Zhiping cried happily.

Feng Moxiu nodded seriously: "Of course, it is natural for Lao Tzu to beat his son, which can not only please Lao Tzu's body and mind, but also exercise his son's muscles and bones, killing two birds with one stone." Look at me, and then look at your eldest brother and second brother, this is ironclad proof! Your father and I were beaten by your grandfather when I was a child, and after the beating was healed from the medicine, I beat it again, and I boiled out a body of copper skin and iron bones and can endure what ordinary people can't bear, and your eldest brother is not as beaten as your second brother, so your second brother's martial arts are relatively high. If it weren't for your mother's refusal, you wouldn't be able to cultivate your internal strength, I would have done it earlier, now I have to seize the opportunity, the time and place are favorable, very good, very good!"

"Son, remember, this is our family's tradition, in the future you will have to fight if you have a son, rather than being beaten by others in the future, it is better to beat him yourself, this is a tempering full of love, and it must be passed on!"

There seems to be some truth to that, but...

"I believe you're a ghost! Say I can break it, you're the one who can break it best!"

Feng Zhiping's face was flushed, both hot and angry, and while urging the dantian to stop the spread of fire, he shouted angrily, "Old guy, don't think that you can do whatever you want if you cultivate high, it's not so easy to beat me!"

Feng Moxiu plucked his ears slowly, and said triumphantly in an angry tone: "Don't think that if you cultivate to a high level, you can do whatever you want, if you don't believe it, you go to the capital and ask those officials, they can't move me after spending so much paper, are they afraid, are they angry? There is also a little bit of the white-eyed wolf in Cangshan, if it weren't for the defeat, Lao Tzu would have killed him to Di Xiantai to sacrifice his teacher, how can he still be sulking for so many years! Phew, he will be bad luck when he mentions him!"

"I'm not them, and I'm not you!"

Feng Zhiping drank violently, and then spit out a mouthful of steaming blood mist, and the clothes on his body also oozed dense red spots, which was very terrifying.

Feng Moxiu was stunned for a moment, it was hard to believe that he had really forced his anger out, and then he saw two swift shadows rushing straight to the door, and grabbed them casually and looked at them, and they were two spirit cards.

"Stinky boy, you dare to throw your ancestors!"

"I'll just throw it away!"

Feng Zhiping held his head high, slapped his palms hard behind him, and the spirit card on the platform bounced up in response, turning into a phantom as his two hands danced like flowers and butterflies, swarming into the air.

"It's not so easy to beat me, try my 'Eighteen Generations of Ancestors', and don't miss a single one if you have the ability!"