He Ping took out a crystal ball, handed it to He Ling, and said, "Hold it hard!"

He Ling suddenly remembered the familiar scene of a few years, what was going on?What does my brother have to do with those people?

But she believed He Ping and clenched the crystal ball.

There are no changes on the crystal ball.

Sure enough, He Ping sighed secretly in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

"What's the use of holding this?"

He Ling handed the crystal ball to He Ping and asked suspiciously.

"Nothing. ”

He Ping began to tease the little boy.

"Tell uncle, how old are you?"

He Ping wanted to touch the little boy's head, but the little boy hid behind He Ling again.

"Hanhan, this is your uncle, don't call him uncle soon!"

He Ling took the little boy out from behind him, but Han Han put his head in He Ling's arms and refused to look up.

Hey, he was so afraid of giving birth to a child, He Ping was a little speechless. He Ping asked He Ling to hand over the crystal ball to Han Han, but Han Han refused to accept it, He Ling had no choice but to hold his little hand and shake it on the crystal ball, but there was no response.

It seems that He Ling and Han Han do not have spiritual roots, and they have no connection with cultivation! My father is so old, even if he has spiritual roots, it is too late to start cultivating now.

In the evening, a man with a beautiful face walked into the house, this person He Ping knew, it was Wang Erliang from the same village.

In this world, Wang Erliang and He Ping have almost no intersection. In that world, they were classmates.

Wang Erliang didn't study well, the game played okay, League of Legends platinum level, it is said to be quite good, but it's a pity that He Ping doesn't play, I don't know how.

Unexpectedly, in this world, this guy has become his brother-in-law!

Wang Erliang naturally knew He Ping, and said with a smile: "Big brother is back?"

After speaking, he put down the tools in his hand and came over to greet He Ping.

After dinner, He Ping called his sister to the courtyard alone.

"Xiao Ling, after my brother leaves today, I'm afraid he will never come back in the future!"

He Ping kept his voice very low, he didn't want others to hear it.

"Are you going to leave now?"

He Ling was a little anxious, he didn't come back for several years, he only came for a while, he was about to leave, I don't know what my brother thought.

"Not now, but I'll leave quietly at night, and none of you have to look for me. ”

In fact, He Ling had already thought of something, and when He Ping took out the crystal ball, He Ling had already thought about it a lot.

"Brother, have you become an immortal?"

He Ping nodded: "Sort of!"

"Can you bring Hanhan with you?"

He Ling really wanted Han Han to become an immortal as well.

"He doesn't have a fairy fate. However, I can help him wash his meridians with spiritual power to make him stronger. ”

"Hmm!"

He Ling nodded, no one can say anything like Xianyuan, and she also knows that she can't force it.

"Give me your hand!" He Ping said softly.

He Ping used his spiritual power to brush He Ling's whole body through the pulses, bringing out a lot of dirt in her body.

Although He Ling Shouyuan can't be improved, her physical condition is already much stronger than that of ordinary people.

At one o'clock in the morning, He Ping quietly left the village and stood on a hill in the north of the village.

The sky is full of stars and the cool breeze is blowing.

The village was quiet, and there were one or two dog barks in the distance, and if you listened carefully, there was no dog barking.

From now on, He Ping may never return here. Maybe one day in the future, he might pass by occasionally, but by that time, this place will definitely be a matter of fact, and it will no longer have anything to do with him.

He Ping stood silent for a long time, and finally turned around and strode towards Beishan.

The next day, He Ping's father, He Guangyuan, got up early, he felt that his body suddenly became a lot lighter, his feet became stronger, and he didn't cough for the first time.

The old man walked out of the house, paced around the yard with his hands behind his back.

The door opened, and He Ling walked out wearing home-sewn slippers.

"Dad, it's a little cold outside!

The old man's health has always been poor, and the cough has trapped him for many years.

"Ling'er, did you hear your dad coughing today?" He Guangyuan laughed.

Really, there was a cool breeze outside, and Dad didn't even cough.

"Dad, you're cured?" He Ling said in surprise.

He Guangyuan nodded and did not speak. After a while, He Guangyuan spoke: "Is your brother leaving?"

He Ling's expression was gloomy and he nodded slightly.

"Did he say he would never come back?" He Guangyuan's voice trembled a little.

He Ling hurriedly said: "Dad, no, brother, he will definitely come back to see you!"

Speaking of this, He Ling's tears fell down.

"You don't have to lie to me, your brother must have become an immortal! Our old He family also has an immortal, it is really a virtue on the ancestors, there is virtue on the ancestors, there is virtue on the ancestors......"

He Guangyuan's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a murmur.

West Zhuangzi is north of the mountain range, in a secluded valley.

He Ping took out spirit stones from the storage bag and spread them out densely, forming a large disc.

There is no aura here, and when he breaks through, he needs to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, so he can only use spirit stones instead.

To be honest, He Ping was a little painful, he was just a small disciple of the Qi cultivation period, no matter how generous he was, what kind of family background could he have? This large piece of spirit stone almost hollowed out He Ping.

He Ping felt that it was so difficult for him to break through the first layer of cultivation, why did Tianlei have to follow him?

For this situation, He Ping really checked. He Ping flipped through a lot of classics, and finally found some clues on an extremely out-of-the-way classic.

At the end of the book, a line of small letters reads: A monk with peerless talent will be rejected by a heaven and earth, so every time he breaks through, the heavens will send a thunderstorm to try to get rid of this heresy.

Is he He Ping a monk with peerless talents? Don't talk about it, is there a peerless genius like him? He Ping analyzed, which may be confirmed in the second half of the sentence, "will be intolerable by one side of the world", he does not belong here, maybe the world itself is a little repulsive to him, so he, an alien who has crossed over, can only consider himself unlucky.

He Ping walked to the disc paved by the spirit stone and sat cross-legged at the center of the circle. Grab the quaint copper piece in one hand and hold a retreat talisman in the other.

This escape talisman was purchased by He Ping with a lot of money, and if he couldn't bear it at that time, he would activate the retreat talisman. He didn't believe that the thunder could burrow into the ground and split him.

To do all this, He Ping took out three Qi Gathering Pills and swallowed them in one gulp.

The Qi Gathering Pill turned into three lines of fire and drilled into He Ping's dantian at once.

He Ping's dantian was already full of spiritual power, and the addition of these three lines of fire made his dantian even more swollen and stirred the spiritual power in his body.

The spiritual power in He Ping's dantian immediately rioted, like a fierce beast locked in a cage, rampage.

He Ping felt that his throat was sweet and he almost vomited blood.

Woo, woo, woo –

The wind was blowing in the valley, and the weeds around were wailing.

The stars disappeared one by one, and black clouds gathered above He Ping's head.

As the clouds slided, there was a slight roar, and wires flickered between the clouds.

There is more and more spiritual power in He Ping's body, and the impact on him is getting bigger and bigger.

Gradually, a whirlpool was formed in He Ping's dantian, and the spiritual power on the pill was constantly absorbed and compressed into this whirlpool.

The situation is not good, this vortex is constantly absorbing the spiritual power of the elixir, when it stops, what kind of pressure will his dantian be under? Will it be burst?

He Ping tried to stop the whirlpool from moving, and he tried to mobilize the spiritual power around the whirlpool to turn it in the opposite direction.

Two spiritual powers with a very different level collided together, and what He Ping didn't want to face happened the most.

Boom –

The spiritual power in He Ping's dantian was like an explosion, becoming extremely chaotic and tyrannical, and frantically rushing towards his limbs and hundreds of remains.

He Ping felt as if there were tens of thousands of steel needles swimming in his body, and every one of his meridians was being torn.

The aura channel that he had been trying to open up, but had been blocked, was penetrated by spiritual power without hindrance at this moment.

This breakthrough has been successful? He Ping was overjoyed.

With this more spiritual power channel, the tyrannical spiritual power in He Ping's body found a breakthrough and rushed into it frantically.

At this time, the spiritual power in He Ping's body was like a surging river, surging in the six meridians he had already opened.

The meridians that had just been broken were constantly being repaired, and his meridians became thicker and stronger.

The rumbling thunder in the sky suddenly stopped, and He Ping looked at the sky. It was pitch black overhead, and nothing could be seen.

Before He Ping could understand what was going on, a thumb-thick lightning bolt suddenly slashed down, and it turned out to be pale golden lightning!

There are countless divine beasts galloping in He Ping's heart, which is much more than the lightning cow that devours the golden rat, and it is four or five times thicker!

He Ping raised the copper piece and faced the lightning!

Boom –

A thunderclap sounded in He Ping's ears, and He Ping was shocked to the point that his eyes were full of stars, and his brain went blank.

When He calmed down, he found that his hand holding the copper sheet was stained with blood, his tiger's mouth had cracked, and golden electric wires were wrapped around him.

At this moment, He Ping's robe was long gone, and he was sitting naked on the ground, with green smoke constantly rising above his head.

Although He Ping was constantly convulsing, he could still make accurate judgments. The escape talisman in his right hand was pinched into the palm of his hand by him, and it was not destroyed by the heavenly thunder.

Silver wires appeared on He Ping's body, echoing with the golden wires. The damage caused by the golden wire is constantly repaired by the silver wire.

Under the fusion of these two forces, He Ping's physical body was getting stronger and stronger, and a smile appeared on his face.

Boom –

Before He Ping could refine all the electric wires, another golden lightning struck.

This lightning bolt was stronger than the one just now, and with a bang, it smashed on the copper sheet.

He Ping's hand holding the copper sheet trembled for a while, and gold threads crawled down He Ping's arm and whipped on He Ping's body.

Blood oozed from the corners of He Ping's eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth, and his pores were bleeding. At this moment, He Ping is like a bloody man, and his body is on the verge of collapse.

The clouds above He Ping's head suddenly lit up, and a lightning bolt that was nearly twice as thick as just now stood out from the clouds, winding and twisting, like a swimming dragon, and swooped down!