"Yes! Fu Sheng knew his mistake, so please listen to his mother's arrangement!" Xiao Fusheng felt sweaty on his forehead and kowtowed repeatedly, and he no longer dared to find any excuses or reasons...

"The first one left the family, and I don't have a son like you from now on. The second one is to close the life and death barrier in the dungeon. If you don't break the golden elixir, don't come out forever. Think about it yourself!"

The ancestor looked extremely determined. Xiao Fusheng had made her completely desperate and no longer gave Xiao Fusheng any chance.

When Xiao Fusheng heard his mother's words, he suddenly looked up, but he didn't expect that his mother would be so decisive to him.

Letting him leave the family is undoubtedly cleaning up the portal. From now on, he has no relationship with the Xiao family. However, the life and death barrier in the dungeon is a disguised imprisonment. He is now in his eighties, so it is not easy to break through the golden elixir. I am afraid he can only spend the rest of his life in the dungeon.

If you leave the Xiao family, the world is so great that his innate cultivation level can go anywhere.

But when the old mother shouted deafeningly, every word pierced in his heart, blood dripping, making all his thoughts fade. Looking back, he found that as his mother said, he had done too many things that were not supposed to be. It turned out that he had always been a dark villain.

After the ancestor finished speaking, he stopped looking at Xiao Fusheng, turned around and walked away from the bamboo forest in broken steps, Julou staggeringly.

"Mother, I hope you have time to see Fusheng often!" Xiao Fusheng half-kneeled on the clay leaves, looking at his mother's thin back, and tears came down from his tears.

When the ancestor heard Xiao Fusheng's words, his feet paused, his body trembled slightly, and he never looked back. He was worried that he would shed tears when he turned around and could no longer be cruel.

Xiao Fusheng's words obviously have made his own choice.

Xiao Fusheng looked up at the sky, and the blazing sunlight emerged from the bamboo leaves and shone on his pale face. He sighed and said, "I don't know when I will see the sky again."

All of this is now thanks to Xiao Cheng, but when he thinks of Xiao Cheng, he has no hatred. When he thinks about it, he is sorry for Xiao Cheng's grandson, and he has been targeting Xiao Cheng, so he has no right to hate him at all.

Just like my mother's words, he is indeed not as good as Xiao Cheng. He is just a soft egg dressed in gorgeous clothes and righteousness.

Looking back, life is really boring and boring.

Now Xiao Cheng's strength is no less than him. He doesn't understand how Xiao Cheng has such strength, nor does he know when his biological mother has such strong strength, but these are no longer important and have nothing to do with him.

But where should the family go after he is in seclusion? Who will be the head of the Xiao family? Is Xiao Cheng? Obviously she is still too young and I don’t know if she can be competent. The head of the family is not so easy to be.

Xiao Fusheng smiled miserably, shook his head and stopped thinking about these things. He took advantage of this peace and enjoyed the afternoon sunshine.

...

Xiao Cheng squatted by the stream, silently staying silent, not worrying about how his ancestors would deal with this matter.

After taking a few sips of the cigarette between my fingers, I slowly burned out. I threw away the cigarette butts with shallow lips, and I heard a small rustling sound behind me.

Looking back, I saw that my ancestor was slowly walking out of the bamboo forest, with a calm body shape and a calm state. Without the vast momentum of the past, I looked just an ordinary and desolate old man.

Xiao Cheng hurried over, supported the old man, and looked at him worriedly, worried that he would not be able to bear the blow.

However, the ancestor's emotions were not as bad as they thought. Seeing Xiao Cheng coming over, Zhan Yan smiled and his face shone with a kind look of the old man.

"You have no hope of close relatives outside, and you have no five-foot-foot-responsive children inside. You are alone and in a silence. You have finally grown up!

From now on, you will be the pillar of the family and will support the sky for the tribe members.

I know, you must have many questions now and want to ask me, let’s go to the ancestral hall to talk.”

The ancestor reached out and patted Xiao Cheng's shoulder, and then said to Ning Jingzhe, who was beside him: "Jingzhe, no matter who asks about what happened just now, don't tell me. You go to the yard first. I'm gone, don't let others fuck you."

Ning Jingzhe nodded, so he naturally would not say such things. Xiao Cheng winked, meaning that he would take good care of his ancestors and then strode away.

Xiao Cheng was indeed in his heart. Although he didn't want to speculate on an old man worthy of respect, he still couldn't help thinking.

From beginning to end, he didn't know that his grandmother was a powerful Jindan. Now that he learned that the old man was a powerful Jindan, there were many problems compared with his memories of his previous life.

Since the great-grandma is a powerful golden elixir, there is no problem for a powerful golden elixir. But in my memory, the great-grandma died after one and a half years. Why did she die at the end of her life?

Another suspicion may be a bit heartbroken. Grandma is a powerful Jindan. How can Wang Qiyi escape the eyes of the Jindan strongman by some of his small moves in the family?

Moreover, for ten years, uncle and brother have died one after another. Why has the great grandma been a powerful Jindan master not responded?

Of course, there is also doubt about Xiao Fusheng. For ten years, uncle and brother have left one after another. What role does Xiao Fusheng play have just been no chance to figure out.

Where did Xiao Fusheng’s hatred for him over the years come from?

I had nothing to say along the way, and helped my ancestors to the ancestral hall.

The furnishings of the ancestral hall are very simple. There are countless tablets arranged by seniority, and there is a small incense burner in front of the tablets. Xiao Guoqing's tablets are listed here.

Xiao Cheng lit three incense sticks for his ancestor and handed them to his ancestors.

The ancestor bent down, bowed, and then inserted three incense sticks into the incense burner.

"Surprised, I'm here to see you. Our son is not a good man. He has a great grandson who reaches the peak of his innate level at just eighteen years old. He is better than you back then. His heart surname is excellent and his future is limitless." The ancestor Zhan Yan smiled and looked at Xiao Cheng.

When Xiao Cheng heard his ancestor praise Taigong, he was a little confused. According to his ancestor's cultivation, it was easy to see through his strength. How could he misunderstand it as the peak of innateness? He is only at the first level of innateness now.

"You don't have to ask me what you want to ask me. Just listen to me. I will tell you what you deserve!" The ancestor sat down on the chair next to him and signaled Xiao Cheng to sit next to him.

"Let's go short, you must be very curious about the cultivation level of my old woman. In fact, my cultivation level comes from a forbidden technique - the hidden sword technique!"

Hidden sword technique? Xiao Cheng almost understood most of the time and looked at his ancestor worriedly, how could the old man's withered body withstand such cruel forbidden technique.

The so-called sword-hiding technique is the forbidden technique that hides countless sword energy in the dantian in the body. This forbidden technique is extremely domineering, because sword energy is a killing energy that never distinguishes itself from me. Therefore, those who undertake this technique must be invaded and tortured by sword energy every moment, and life is worse than death.

It turns out that the strength of the ancestors all comes from the hidden sword technique. How many years of pain and torture should this old man who is over 100 years old have endured? What kind of perseverance is this? I can't imagine it!

Sword hiding is equivalent to hiding the sword energy, a great killing weapon in the body, and it is not actually a real cultivation level.

In other words, the current state of the ancestor is that he has the lethal power of the Jindan Middle Realm, but he does not have the defensive ability and spiritual ability of the Jindan Middle Realm.

If you don’t have spiritual consciousness, you will naturally not be able to know his strength, and it is even more impossible to discover the king’s weapon.

The sword-hiding technique is extremely domineering, which damages people's life span. No wonder my ancestors died one year and a half later. This was only after suffering the extreme amount of torture.

"It seems that you already know the hidden sword technique, so I don't need to explain it anymore. You don't need to worry about my body. I've been used to it for decades and it's nothing."

When the ancestor saw Xiao Cheng showing a worried look, he smiled faintly, and the clouds were calm and gentle. It seemed that the pain of the sword-like invasion was not a big deal in her eyes.

"Fifty years ago, it was the most turbulent era when the Cultivation Power of the Celestial Dynasty was the most turbulent. After all, the national system was just established, and everyone was eager to divide the power and divide the chassis, etc.

At that time, your Taigong was about to break through the Nascent Soul and become a great practitioner. When you passed the tribulation, I protected your Taigong's Dharma. As a result, I was taken advantage of by my enemies and destroyed all my cultivation. Your Taigong was almost overcame the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation. He was seriously injured and faced with his enemies to death, and eventually ended up being seriously injured and dying.

Your grandfather had long known that his son was useless and the future of the fucking family was so he sealed his lifelong cultivation into my body with hidden sword techniques before he died. This is how my current strength is.

Originally, I thought I could be free after 20 or 30 years. When my juniors grow up, I will be free. But now, my family is becoming more and more declining, and my juniors die one after another, so I have to stick to it. Otherwise, how can I go to see your grandfather when I die? But this time it will take fifty years."

The ancestor's tone was plain, and he wrote a few simple words to cover the matter. But Xiao Cheng's ears were like thunder and a heartache. What kind of blood and tears were like that of a history of blood and tears back then, what kind of ups and downs the old people experienced, and what kind of courage did the older generation have? If you talk too much, you will be full of blood and tears.

"Where is the enemy?" Xiao Cheng asked softly.

"Haha, you don't need to worry about your enemy. Your grandfather is domineering forever, and you are hard and stern. You will never die before your enemy dies. As long as you have a breath, you will not lie down!

Don’t be upset when talking about these things. Your grandfather never suffers a loss when he lives a domineering life. He dies so far. And I live in this way. For example, today I am very happy, and your growth makes me feel relieved."

The ancestor patted Xiao Cheng on the shoulder and looked radiant.

Xiao Cheng could imagine what kind of powerful Taigong was as strong as Taigong after listening to his ancestors' short words.

"Then next, I'll tell you about your father's death. I know you've always wanted to know about this.

Your father is a very optimistic and courageous person. I originally wanted him to be the head of the family after you were born. Among the four grandchildren, his surname is the most suitable for being the head of the family.

The reason why you die on National Day is actually because you and Fu Sheng. This story is a bit vulgar and even absurd."

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[These two chapters are a bit depressing. Brothers, please forgive me. This book is undoubtedly a cool article. However, Xiaodao doesn’t want to write a novel that is so happy to be happy, write a complete story, and also want to write some shining points of people’s surnames and write a different urban novel, so some plots are necessary!

Haha, thank you brothers for your support, it’s great that this plot has passed!
Chapter completed!