At the moment of the life and death of this father and son, not far from half a mountain, a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe was looking for something, and there was no legendary sword light under the feet of this person, but he was alone, standing in the air, sometimes disappearing, sometimes reappearing. If there are immortal cultivators here, they will definitely exclaim, Yuan Shen Dacheng! Only the monks of Yuan Shen Dacheng can stand in the air without borrowing external force, and they can even shrink the ground into inches, and have the ability to manipulate space. But such a character should be cultivating in the cave mansion to deal with the upcoming catastrophe, how can he still wander in this small mountain range?

It turns out that this person is a monk of Wangya Mountain in the west of the heavens, named Xuan Mingzi, this person is a giant of the evil way, a thousand devils and mothers of a thousand ghosts from the soul sword across the Tianfu Continent, there are few opponents, but also created boundless killing, in order to practice this hand swordsmanship, I don't know how many people's lives have been harmed, but his whereabouts are erratic, and he got the mantle of the ancient evil cultivator on Wangya Mountain, and put down a big array of blood in the sky.

This array is the killing array of the ancient inheritance, although it is not as powerful as the legendary divine arrays, but the current cultivation world has no way to take it, so how many righteous monks can't help him, originally Xuan Mingzi knew that he had killed too much, and he would definitely attract an unprecedented catastrophe when he crossed the catastrophe. So he put down the Heavenly Blood Array on Wangya Mountain, in a vain attempt to use this ancient fierce array to resist the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, but in recent days, the Heavenly Tribulation is approaching, and he feels the unpredictable Heavenly Might, and he can't help but feel more and more that this big array alone cannot resist the glorious Heavenly Might, so he thinks about changes and goes down the mountain to find opportunities.

Suddenly found a leyline spirit eye here in the half of the mountain, it is the earth eye left after the original spirit vein of the half mountain was cut off, you must know that this spirit eye is the essence of heaven and earth, each leyline is occupied by powerful monsters or immortal cultivators, they can't find it at all, even if they rob hard, the breath emitted during the battle at the moment when the tribulation is approaching will also drive the heavenly tribulation to launch in advance, and found this half-mutilated earth eye, Xuan Mingzi couldn't help but be overjoyed, with this earth eye, he can put out the Xuantian Spirit Capture Array, and use the heaven and earth spirit objects to attract extraterritorial heavenly demons, and transform into a primordial god, then you can cultivate the second primordial god, survive the heavenly tribulation, and the immortal path is hopeful。

But if you want to lay down this Xuantian Spirit Capture Array, but also a heaven and earth spirit object as the array, this is called Xuan Mingzi is a little difficult, this heaven and earth spirit object is also extremely difficult to find, when it is in trouble, there is a wave of spiritual power fluctuations not far away, look at this fluctuation, it must be the spiritual power that can only be emitted by the innate spirit body, which makes Xuan Mingzi couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised, his body flashed, and disappeared in mid-air. If in the past, he would definitely think about how could it be such a coincidence, and he actually came to the pillow when he was thirsty and sleepy?

At this time, Gan Ningcheng couldn't help but be disheartened, closed his eyes, and waited for the ghost to give him a good time, but he heard a sharp scream, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the ghost was actually lying in the distance, and the black gas on his body was almost invisible now, and even the body that originally looked solid was like nothing, as if it was about to dissipate half. In front of him, there was a small figure standing, holding in his hand the hunting fork that had just been knocked away, and the original dark yellow fork of the yellow wood was now shining with a fiery red luster, it seemed that the ghost was hit by this hunting fork, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The demon tiger who was originally squatting there to watch the play jumped up in surprise, his family knows his own affairs, the ghost was originally raised by it, and it is in the same heart, but now his connection with the ghost is looming, it seems that the ghost has reached the edge of dissipation, this ghost has been raised for nearly a hundred years, and it has half of its own strength, if it is not controlled, it is against the fast body like the wind, and it will also have a big headache. Unexpectedly, under the blow of this inconspicuous villain in front of him, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Thinking of this, the demon tiger couldn't help but look at the little man with the weapon in front of him, the reason why he let the ghost shoot just now was because he felt that Gan Ningcheng was full of blood and blood, and the spirit soldier in his hand was very dangerous, even if the demon tiger was such a monster, he didn't dare to try it himself, although he took Gan Ningcheng after grasping it, but it was not worth it to lose both, but he didn't expect the little man in front of him to hold this weapon in his hand and make himself feel more dangerous, and the demon tiger couldn't help but roar and retreated.

Now Gan Ping is about to cry, the terrible monster in front of him has two big copper bell-like eyes looking at him, how has this nine-year-old beaten child experienced this? But thinking of the injured father behind him, he still gritted his teeth and stared at the monster in front of him, what if it pounced, pounced up? The little head was very frightened, tears swirled in his eyes, but he still stood in front of the tiger demon, not taking a step back.

The tiger demon was also a little depressed, seeing that the father and son were full of blood and energy, and it should be a first-class delicacy, but he didn't expect to lose a ghost because of this, and he wanted to leave, and he was a little unwilling. Just when the two sides were facing each other, a loud shout came from the sky: "Evil animal, don't hurt people." The tiger demon felt a burst of pressure from the sky, felt that it was not good, and hurriedly wanted to escape, a light black sword light swooped down from the air, like a human figure, pounced on the tiger demon, and flew out in an instant, but the tiger demon stood on the spot, and then fell down violently.

Gan Ning looked at the body of the demon tiger in front of him blankly, stunned there, just now forced his father and son to fight with his life, and died tragically on the spot in a blink of an eye, Gan Ning, who came back to his senses, hurriedly looked up at the sky, only to see a person dressed as a Taoist priest in the air slowly falling, this person had snow-white hair tied in a bun, a jade hairpin was inserted on his head, and a few strands of silver-white beard fluttered in the wind, but it was a pity that a pair of triangular eyes destroyed the image of this fairy wind bone, quite nondescript, I saw this old man fall from the sky, his eyes were staring at Gan Ping, and there were words in his mouth every year, Gan Ping vaguely heard the words in his mouth, as if it was the words of the Zhiyang spirit。

Seeing this, Gan Ningcheng hurriedly pounced, snatched the hunting fork in Gan Ping's hand, threw it aside, knelt down according to Gan Ping, bent his knees, and knelt in front of the man, shouting: "Xie Xianchang's life-saving grace." Gan Ningcheng kowtowed a few times in a row, but found that the immortal chief in front of him did not react, and couldn't help but look up, only to see that the man's hands were trembling, and his eyes were staring at Gan Ping, in the flickering triangular eyes, Gan Ningcheng actually found a familiar light, just like the flashing light in the eyes of the demon tiger just now, it was greed, extreme greed, as if he wanted to swallow the little person in his eyes.

Gan Ningcheng hurriedly hugged his son, lowered his head and shouted: "Xie Xianchang's grace to save his life, but if he is sent, he will not give up." This sound alarmed the distracted Taoist in front of him. This person found out about his gaffe, and couldn't help coughing dryly: "Well, it's hard work, no thanks, get up." Gan Ningcheng stood up honestly, and Gan Ning also got up with a bone, and a pair of dark eyes looked at this legendary immortal curiously.

The Taoist looked at the father and son, and said with a smile: "Poor Dao Soul Son, cultivating in Wangya Mountain, passing by here, saw the demon tiger as a disaster, so he got rid of it." Gan Ningcheng was originally a burly and heroic man, but in front of this legendary immortal, he was also restrained, and hurriedly said: "Thank you Immortal Chief, this place has just been destroyed by the Demon Tiger, let me clean up and cook tea for the Immortal Chief." "Although Gan Ningcheng is a rough man, but he is not a fool, it is rumored that immortals do not eat fireworks in the world, but tea can still be drunk, for this life-saving benefactor, the only hospitality that can be done is this.

When he turned around and was about to go to the ruined house to look for something, the spirit said, "Wait. Gan Ningcheng hurriedly turned around, bowed down and asked, "May I ask what else the Immortal Chief has to order?" "There's no need to cook tea, I still have important things to do, and I can't delay it for too long." "How can this be born, please take a break for a while, and then it's not too late to leave." Hearing this, Lingzi smiled slightly, and said with a look of immortal wind bones: "I Guan Linglang has excellent qualifications, and he is a good immortal cultivator, it's a pity to mix up in this red dust, let me take it back and train it, and I will definitely be able to become a talent." ”

Hearing this, Gan Ningcheng felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, but the immortals, the magical power of moving mountains and seas, the immortal body, and the freedom of soaring clouds and fog, can look at his son, but it is a great blessing, with the guidance of the immortals, do you still use it to let Ping'er go to private school? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but bow down and bowed: "The immortal chief can look up to the dog, it is his blessing, creation." After speaking, he turned around and hugged Gan Ping, and said with a smile: "Ping'er, the immortal chief wants to take you to cultivate." ”

Gan Ping looked at his ecstatic father in a daze, and said, "Daddy is also going with Ping'er?" "Uh, this..." Gan Ningcheng couldn't help but speak, just now he heard that the immortal chief was going to accept his son as an apprentice, and he was ecstatic, but after thinking about it, wouldn't the father and son never see each other again? I heard that the immortals have been sitting in the mountains for decades, and by then I am afraid that they will become a pair of dry bones, thinking of this, I am reluctant to give up. Thinking of this, he looked back at the spirit of the spirit, and suddenly found the greedy light in the eyes of the spirit child, staring at his son deadly, and suddenly realized the eyes of his own eyes. I couldn't help but feel a pang in my heart, remembering the usual expression of Xiao Gan when I first saw Xiao Gan just now, the eyes that were the same as the tiger demon couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly said to the Immortal Lingzi: "Immortal Chief, the dog is still young and can't leave home, can you wait a few more years, I will personally send him up the mountain, do you think it?"

Xuan Mingzi couldn't help but face sank when he heard this, and he thought in his heart, wait a few years, where can I go to find this baby in a few years? But he still put on a kind look and said: "That's okay, it's just that the poor Dongfu is far away, and there are still important things to do now, and it is uncertain whether there will be this fate in a few years." After speaking, a pair of triangular eyes stared at Gan Ningcheng tightly, as long as the man in front of him said another word, he would immediately turn his face and kill.

It is also Gan Ningcheng's good creation, this Xuan Mingzi kills people in his life, killing people is like killing an ant, but today he encounters a happy event in a row, and he is expected to become an immortal, so he did not set up a killer, if in the past, how could anyone dare to say a word in front of this murderer?

Gan Ningcheng couldn't help but hesitate when he heard Xuan Mingzi's words, listening to the meaning of Xian Chang's words, if he missed it now, it might be far away, Xianyuan, thank God for meeting it once in this life, how could he be so dissatisfied, and he was actually stumped by this child's affection. Thinking of this, he was ruthless, gave a deep salute to Xuan Mingzi, and said: "Thank you for the immortal chief's success, since the immortal chief has taken a fancy to the dog, it is his blessing, wait for the villain to clean up for him, explain some things, and send him on the road with the immortal chief." ”

After speaking, he pulled Xiao Gan Ping aside, and gave a careful instruction, which was nothing more than some words that obeyed the teacher and practiced hard, and finally took off a piece of jade pendant from his neck, and hung it on the neck of Xiao Gan Ping, who had been crying into a tired child, and said: "Ping'er, if you are successful in cultivation, remember to go to the east of Mangyuan to visit the Gan family in Tiancheng to find your father, maybe you and I father and son will meet each other." Xiao Ganping was already crying at this time, and cried: "Daddy, Ping'er doesn't want to cultivate immortals, Ping'er wants to be with Daddy." Seeing this, Gan Ningcheng couldn't hold back his tears, and the tears fell big drops, hugging his beloved son tightly and refusing to let go.

After a long time, he pushed Gan Ning away suddenly, strode to Xuan Mingzi's side, knelt down on his knees and said: "Immortal Chang is on top, this son has been absent since his mother was a child, and he grew up in the villain's mountains and forests, if there is any stubbornness, please take pity on his life •••••experience" Speaking of this, he couldn't cry anymore, Xuan Mingzi raised his eyebrows and said: "This is easy to say, when he is successful in cultivation, your father and son can meet again." As soon as the words fell, the big sleeves waved, and in an instant, Xiao Ganping, who was still crying, disappeared. Only Gan Ningcheng was left kneeling on the ground alone, bursting into tears.

Xuan Mingzi took Gan Ping in one big sleeve and left, refusing to delay any longer, the cultivation is successful? Father and son get together? Hmph! I'm afraid that the meeting will be indefinite, right? I made the eye of the Xuantian Spirit Snatching Array, and the soul is scattered, and even a wisp of remnant soul can't want to be reincarnated, and what is the day of goodbye, it's ridiculous that this ant people, I don't know this Yang Spirit Body, and let this seat pick up a cheap one in vain, thinking of the hope of ascension, and the immortal road can be expected, Xuan Mingzi's heart immediately warmed up, and flew towards the mutilated spiritual eye.