Seeing that the human tragedy was happening in front of you, Hua Xiansheng was shocked.

Although he definitely didn't want to lose only Huang Feihu, he couldn't accept it even if he lost both my son and I were not as good as death from now on.

At the same time, he also concluded that Huang Tianhua definitely did not want to kill his father and grandfather. Now he just couldn't control himself and killed someone inadvertently.

Once he kills his father and grandfather with his own hands, the guilt in his heart will definitely accompany him throughout his life, and his future life will be in unspeakable torture for a long time.

At that time, Hua Xiansheng shook his hands and threw out a divine pattern, wrapping Huang Tianhua's eight-edged bright silver hammer head-on.

The weapon suddenly felt like a giant dragon with a thorn, and its whole body softened weakly, and stopped two inches from Huang Geng and Huang Feihu's forehead.

At this time, the three people involved felt extremely scared, and the beads of sweat as big as beans on their heads rolled down like waterfalls.

It was like a bead with a broken thread, falling to the ground, and it splashed with waves of soil, like a torrential rain falling from the sky.

Among them, Huang Tianhua feels the most obvious.

Since his eight-edged bright silver hammer rebelled against the Wudao and the foolish emperor, he seemed to be fascinated by his national hatred and family hatred and became extremely irritable.

While this greatly increased his ability, he gradually felt powerless and could not do anything to control this fierce weapon.

This is the case today. He was furious and took action in a real state, but he had no intention of killing his father and grandpa.

Because he knew very well that his family was harmed by the foolish monarch, and the hatred between his father and grandfather was even greater. How could he kill them?

According to his wish, at most, he would block the weapons of the two elders and would not let them kill themselves.

However, once the eight-edged bright silver hammer was moved, it would be involuntarily exerted.

This situation has happened no less than ten times, and the result is that the opponent in the battle bursts with brains and dies without a place to bury him.

Moreover, he suspected that even if he had taken the first furious action, he could not help but not possess the weapon.

Huang Tianhua is clear about all these situations, but he is not clear about them, but he cannot escape the observation of Hua Xiansheng's soul power of 200 times.

Just at the moment of lightning and thunder, he had already formulated a solution to the problem.

This solution is a set of magic pattern functions, called "Like the Arm and the Finger".

In essence, it is not a profound divine pattern, but a natural function, which only improves the control of the eight-edged bright silver hammer.

If the arm cannot control the fingers, he is a disabled person; because a sound person's fingers and arms must cooperate naturally.

I didn't say that fingers can do whatever they want and are not under the command of the arm.

The same is true for Huang Tianhua's eight-edged bright silver hammer. The actions must be completed according to Huang Tianhua's wishes, otherwise they will be waste.

Even worse than waste, it will rebel against its owner.

Although Huang Tianhua is talented, he has no choice after all, otherwise he should have abandoned the Eight-edged Bright Silver Hammer.

The divine pattern that Hua Xiansheng gave him did not add the function of the eight-edged bright silver hammer, but instead restricted his wildness and could only obey his master.

This kind of obedience only removes its negative functions, and the positive functions are not affected at all, and are still extremely powerful.

At the same time, for Huang Tianhua, his weapons were not upgraded on the surface.

However, he was no longer worried about the rebellion of weapons and could concentrate on his role, but in fact the effect was greatly improved.

Huang Tianhua immediately felt this change.

It turned out that the feeling of holding an eight-edged bright silver hammer in his hand was like a wild horse that broke away from his reins suddenly disappeared, and now there was a close relationship!

He couldn't help but be overjoyed. This not only saved his father and grandpa's life at a critical moment, but also drove away his long-term heart disease.

In a state of great joy, he waved his hand to wipe the Leng Xing off his forehead and glanced at the sky: "Thank you, Master!"

He had only talked about his problem with Master Qingxu once, but he naturally thought that it was Master who helped him solve the problem.

Even if he is not a master, he is his master, and he is his master. Anyway, he is asking for help from his master, and it is his master's help.

So he was right to thank Master for his reverence.

It’s no wonder he had this idea, because although his master was not famous, he was very awesome. He was the primitive old Taoist, known as the Heavenly Lord.

He has a high generation and a famous reputation. Few people can match him. He is as famous as I and the leader of Tongtian, and the disciples he taught are at the level of a Golden Immortal.

Of course, his actions could not escape the close observation of Hua Xiansheng, and he couldn't help laughing and angry.

What’s funny is that Huang Tianhua is so sad that he can’t find out which grave it is.

But what’s angry is that it was clearly my master’s credit, how dare you, a silly roe deer, put it on someone else’s head?

Although I don’t ask for fame when doing good deeds, I will never be able to suffer the loss of being taken away by others!

If the one who mistook my master Baili Liangliu or his brothers, my uncle and uncle, I won’t pursue it anymore.

But what is Qingxu? Even the primitive is nothing. They must not take advantage of this.

So he called Taibai Jinxing and ordered: "Old Li, go and deal with it."

"Or you go over, or you send someone to let the child Huang Tianhua understand the truth. This is very important! Otherwise, you will not be a son of man."

Taibai, the Venus Star Li Bai, also sighed in his heart.

After all, this brother Hua Xiansheng is still a child, so I will send an old man to work hard for such a small matter?

I wonder if the person I see is not the emperor, at least the emperor, is at least the king?

Huang Tianhua's children's level is too far apart.

He wanted to let Huangzha come forward, but when he saw that he and Yang Jian were busy chatting and talking, it was difficult to interrupt, so he changed his mind and decided to go there by himself.

He suddenly felt that such arrangement of Hua Xiansheng was more meaningful!

In order to avoid delays, you can be sure to cook by yourself.

So, Taibai Jinxing lowered his figure and turned into a white-bearded old man. He suddenly appeared in front of Huang Tianhua and said, "My nephew, please."

Huang Tianhua seemed to be happy in his heart, and he must have been the messenger sent by his master.

He knew that there were many white-bearded old men under his command.

Sending someone nearby to teach him the opportunity is definitely one of the tricks he used by his master. He knows this very well, without a doubt.

However, to be on the verge of caution, he still verified: "Did the master send you to pass the message?"

Li Bai asked: "Who is your master?"

Huang Tianhua had a strange heart and replied, "It's Qingxu."

Li Bai said casually: "Oh, I know him, he is my nephew's generation, so you are a virtuous grandson."

Huang Tianhua was furious!

If it were before, he would have been hit by him!

Now it's much better, just moved the octagonal bright silver hammer, and hit it without lifting it up, and asked angrily: "Well, old man, who are you?"
Chapter completed!