Chapter 42: It's Not a Thing!

The tabula rasa who got his "deserved" treatment, waved his paws at the dozen spirit beasts crawling on the ground in a very good mood, yawned again with satisfaction, and the cat returned to Gao Zhihao's clothes, ready to sleep, leaving only Chang Dewang, who originally wanted to show off his spirit beasts to Gao Zhihao, stiffened in place, and forgot to close his mouth in surprise.

As the saying goes, it is better to have a good son than to have a good father, although its great tabula rasa is now a little cowardly, but fortunately, it has a good father!

Before going out, its mother specially explained to it, son, you are out of the house, but don't be afraid, if anyone dares to bully you, write to your mother, your mother asked your brothers to cut it, your brothers can't cut it, and your mother can cut it, and your father can't cut the guy, two hundred years ago, they have all died!

Mother's instructions, the tabula rasa has always been in mind, especially, don't be afraid of things!

What happened for hundreds of years, the tabula rasa was something I had heard my brothers talk about, anyway, my father went to drink with someone, and on the way home drunk, he was sleepy, so he casually found a place to sleep at the foot of the mountain, and then, he was caught by a group of shameless humans and locked up in a place for decades, and later, he was rescued by a human being, and he was able to regain his freedom and return home...... It left home this time precisely to repay its father's kindness, and fulfill the promise made by its father hundreds of years ago, that it would bless people's children and grandchildren, and make people's incense unquenchable......

"This, this little guy is amazing!"

Chang Dewang, who came back to his senses, instinctively stretched out his hand and pushed his mouth back into place, and then, slowly, slowly, swallowed his saliva, "That's it, just screamed like this, and scared so many and such big spirit beasts......! The future is absolutely limitless!"

"I've seen its two brothers, both of them are powerful spirit beasts that can soar through the clouds, and in the future, it shouldn't be far behind! The only bad thing is that its juvenile period is too long, and it is said that it will not be able to speak human words until it is four hundred years old!"

Gao Zhihao's ears were sharp, just after listening to the spirit leopard, he first wanted to call the tabula rasa "peach", and later, under its instructions, he hurriedly changed his words, that is, he understood that the origin of the tabula rasa is indeed not small, as for what is the peach, he doesn't need to ask in front of Chang Dewang, since the tabula rasa deliberately hid his name in the human world, it must have its reason, the fewer people who know, the better.

If, when he goes back to the house, he asks it himself, and he is not happy to say it, then he can no longer ask, anyway, it is his whiteboard, what it is called, whether it has a bad identity, it doesn't matter.

"Four hundred years old...... Those who cultivate immortals and gain immortality can wait a little longer, but for us mortals, it is too long!"

Glancing at the whiteboard that had already slept in Gao Zhihao's clothes, Chang Dewang couldn't help sighing, he likes spirit animals, all kinds, without exception, the little guy of the whiteboard...... He really wanted to live longer and see it when it grows up!

I don't know if he is so lucky......

"Zhihao heard from his brother that it should be able to speak human language, and it should be too long before it reaches adulthood. ”

Gao Zhihao, who saw Chang Dewang's regret, was busy speaking to him to comfort, although the spirit beasts' concept of time is not the same as that of human beings, but it is also good to give him some hope for the old man, "As soon as it can speak, Zhihao will hug it first and show it to the uncle!"

"If by the end of my life, this little guy is not yet an adult, you remember, when it grows up, let the butterfly girl draw a picture of it and burn it to me. ”

Chang Dewang is not a pessimistic person, listening to Gao Zhihao's filial piety to comfort himself, his heart is also warm, he stretched out his hand, patted him on the shoulder, and told him where his real distress was, "Your mother said that the roots of the butterfly girl are quite good, and she is expected to cultivate immortals, and over the years, she has not taught her less mental methods and secret techniques, but ...... Somehow, she always couldn't hold her breath, and after today, she was fourteen years old, and she hadn't even stepped into the threshold of Qi practice! I'm really worried that in the future, when you were still a high-spirited teenager, she would have ......."

The cultivation of Taoism is extremely talented, and the worry of Chang Dewang can be said to be not unreasonable.

From the first time mortals enter the Dao Gate, to the cultivation of positive fruits, a total of Qi training, foundation building, knotting, Yuanying, Shen, refining the void, Mingti, Mahayana, crossing, flying immortal ten realms, each realm, and each realm is divided into many layers of small realms, to understand the way of immortality, you need to reach the end of the Dan period, when you are about to form a Yuan Infant, it is difficult, to get the flying immortals, you need to go through the many tribulations that you must go through in the way you choose to cultivate, it is even more difficult!

Legend has it that there is a record in Taoist classics, the best talent, the first person to understand the way of immortality, is the first generation of the emperor of the underworld Qi country, born with a black and white yin and yang eyes, three years old to build a foundation, ten years old to the Dan, to fifteen years old, to understand the method of immortality, began to retreat practice, eight hundred years old after the ninety-nine thunder tribulation, driving the crane heavenly court, into the water god official.

It has been 3,000 years now, and his legend is still sung among cultivators, and the Ninety-Nine Thunder Tribulation has also become the way of flying immortals respected and sought after by many talented people because of him.

Thinking back then, his grandfather's wife, the grandmother who raised his father because of guilt, Jiang Yunchan, was conceited and talented, and he had to go through the ninety-nine thunder tribulation that could become a priest after the ascension, and when the last thunder fell, his soul was scattered......

If she didn't want to be so stubborn and conceited, perhaps, she would have entered the heavenly court at this time and become a member of the heavenly generals.

"Cultivation is not an overnight thing, such a smart woman as Dieyu, with time, she will be able to understand the method and get a glimpse of the secret of immortality, I will always be with her, uncle. ”

Gao Zhihao can understand Chang Dewang's mood, and knows that what he is really worried about is not that Chang Dieyu will not be able to grow up, but that he is afraid that she will enter the country slowly and spend too much time.

"With your words, I'm relieved!"

Hearing what he wanted to hear, Chang Dewang smiled with satisfaction, leaned over, and put the still prostrate on the ground, trembling with fright, and the spirit beasts who didn't know what to do next helped them up one by one, and then, pretending to be unintentional, said again, "Our Chang family, since the ancestors, there has been a strange disease, did your mother sue you about this?"

"My mother never mentioned it, and I hope my uncle will tell me. ”

Chang Dewang's words made Gao Zhihao slightly stunned, and then, he instinctively tightened his brows, thinking that Chang Dieyu was such a good-looking woman, in the future, she would be tortured by illness, he felt that his heart was as if he was being pulled by someone.

He's going to heal her!

Cure her at any cost!

He's an alchemist!

Right!

He Gao Zhihao is an alchemist!

He will definitely be able to refine the right elixir, for Chang Dieyu, his future wife, to solve this ancestral strange disease, and not let her suffer pain!

That's nice!

He was so glad that he had the talent of an alchemist!

"In each generation, there will be a few people who are different, and these children who are different will grow strange red spots on their backs from the day of the full moon. ”

Chang Dewang said as he untied his belt, took off his shirt, and showed Gao Zhihao the situation on his back, "This spot grows every five years, from the first light red, to red, dark red, purple, and black...... At the age of 30, it takes the shape of a black plum blossom, and then begins to turn back to purple, dark red, bright red, light red, and then again in January...... When all these spots are gone, that is, when the person who grew the spots is thirty-two years and seven months old...... will begin to rot all over the body, and eventually ......"

"Needless to say, you can imagine the pain of such festering flesh. ”

Chang Dewang took a deep breath, and while continuing to talk to Gao Zhihao, he put the clothes off his body back on, "Dieyu is my only daughter at the age of twenty-three, and today, she is fourteen years old. ”

"These days, my body is getting worse and worse, five years, six months and eight days, almost, it is also the limit. ”

Unhurriedly dressed up, Chang Dewang smiled as always, making Gao Zhihao's fist shrink in his sleeve instinctively tightened and tightened, "Dieyu has also inherited this nasty strange disease, but since she was three years old, your mother taught her to practice, and the spots have never changed, which makes me very happy and ...... You are all young, and what I am looking forward to now is to be able to watch the two of you do your family affairs in my lifetime...... Our Hanxing country has a rule, when a girl gets married, if she doesn't have a father, she can't be the wife of the main house......"

"Uncle, give Zhihao some time, Zhihao will definitely come up with ideas and cure you of this strange disease!"

Chang Dewang is a good father, he quietly endured the pain of such a festering flesh for five and a half years, just to give his only daughter, Chang Dieyu, a good home!

Whew.

The whiteboard nested in Gao Zhihao's arms, obviously not sleepy, Xu was before, Chang Dewang watched xiàn, and his liking for it was indeed to please it, at this time, it has never been too lazy to talk to human beings, and it is also unprecedented for Gao Zhihao to point out a clear way to save Chang Dewang!

This is Gu, if you solve it, you will be fine, you don't have to die.

The whiteboard says so.