Chapter 592: Cloud Shadow Xiayi
When the ancestor of the Chen family spoke, his expression obviously became proud, and even the marks left by the previous poisoning on his face subsided a little, and he looked energetic. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ Looking at the other party's mysterious appearance, Sun Changkong couldn't help asking:
"Ancestor, what do you mean by your words, why do you say that your bloodline is a secret art. Even if it is, the venue I went to with you, I didn't see you use secret techniques to help Young Master Chen!"
Sun Changkong, the ancestor of the Chen family, slowly sat on a chair on the side before his support, and he didn't know from the cup of tea left behind, Sun Changkong took it and handed it to the other party, so that he could moisten his throat.
After a rest, the ancestor of the Chen family finally got better, and then his expression was still bright: "It's not surprising that you don't know, after all, your ancestor has never appeared an immortal." If there is, then you are in great reap. β
"What's the benefit?" Sun Changkong couldn't help but say.
"Bloodline. The ancestor of the Chen family stretched out his hand and pointed to Chen Shaolin, who was fighting with the mocking Yong in the field, and then said excitedly: "Do you see the current Shaolin? He is only twelve years old this year, and he already has the same terrifying strength as your generation, and this will be repaid in a few years! And the invulnerable physique that appeared on Chen Shijie's body was also due to the bloodline inheritance, but there were some changes and individual differences caused by the process. β
Sun Changkong touched his chin and continued, "Bloodline inheritance? Do you mean that all the Chen family members have obtained the innate advantage of bloodline because of your existence?"
The ancestor of the Chen family shook his head and said: "No, since I became an immortal, there have only been four bloodline inheritors in the entire Chen family, and Chen Shijie and Chen Shaolin are two of them. And the rest are their deceased fathers. β
Sun Changkong seems to have understood the mechanism of bloodline inheritance, in fact, this is one of the complicated situations of inheritance and mutation, and at first glance it doesn't seem to be anything. But Sun Changkong did find another key point in the conversation just now.
"Ancestor, you just said that you have become an immortal until now, so this kind of bloodline inheritance can only start from an immortal?"
A gleam suddenly appeared on the face of the ancestor of the Chen family, and he said with relief: "Your inference is correct, it is true that bloodline inheritance is a treatment that only the descendants of immortals can enjoy, and it is something that other mortals cannot afford to have." And the few super families that can still stand at the pinnacle of the human world are also descendants of immortals, but the difference in age is just a difference. For example, the time when I became an immortal is still relatively short, so the descendants have received more inheritance. On the contrary, the effect of blood inheritance will also be weakened, or even decline to the point of being the same as ordinary people. And once a family reaches that point, it means that it is not far from extinction. β
Hearing this, a cold wind blew from Sun Changkong's neck, stabbing him so much that he couldn't help but retract his neck. After all, it is a body that has just been reshaped, and now Sun Changkong's ability to adapt to the external environment is really limited, and he can't be cold or hot, and a small cold may kill him. Fortunately, this relatively weak phase was very short-lived, and it would not take a few hours to recover to the level of even surpassing mortals.
After all, it was a half-immortal body born from the condensation of immortal essence blood and infinite immortal qi, and it was only natural that it could have such a performance. However, at this time, the fierce battle in the field seemed to be clear.
The first to withdraw from the center of the fight was Chen Shaolin, and the next one who appeared was angry, but he was embarrassed and mocking. Seeing the other party standing in front of him again as if he was reborn, he felt that his lungs were about to explode.
"What's the matter, this kid couldn't even move before, but he resumed his actions in a blink of an eye, and his cultivation was the same as before. Am I dreaming?"
Until now, mocking Yong can't accept that a half-old child can fight with him on a par with him, no matter what he is. Although his current state is not as good as when he played against Zhu Dachuang before, in his opinion, it is more than enough to deal with a Chen Shaolin. However, now it seems that he is thinking a little naΓ―ve, naΓ―ve and a little fake.
"What kind of medicine did you kid take, and why he was able to return to his peak state in a single thought, there must be something strange in this. β
Under the mocking aggressive questioning, Chen Shaolin glanced back at the audience behind him, and after a few breaths, he recognized the location of the ancestor of the Chen family among the crowd. It's just that what puzzles him is why the other party's face is so ugly now?
"Hehe, I didn't take any medicine, I just did what the Chen family should do. Perhaps, God bless me!"
Mockery sneered: "Bless you?hehe, if that's the case, he shouldn't have arranged you and me together." Believe it or not, I'll reunite you in a moment?"
Regarding the threat of mockery, Chen Shaolin said disapprerovitically: "Hehe, don't scare me." Although you also broke my spine before, as long as you thought about it at that time, maybe I would have lost my breath now. From this point of view, you are still a fairly kind person, at least not bad-hearted. β
After living for more than 20 years, this is the first time I have heard others say this about himself. Hearing this, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh three times, and then said, "How do you know that your heart is not bad?" To tell you the truth, when Lao Tzu killed people, you were not born yet!"
It is true to ridicule this, he had already killed people with his own hands when he was ten years old, and he was also a relative with whom he had a great relationship, that is, his adoptive father. Why did he kill his adoptive father?
It turned out that the mocking father died of a disaster a few years ago, leaving him and his mother to depend on each other. But in those years, the drought and chaos led to no harvest in the nearby towns. In order to survive, the mocking mother took him to remarry to a local rich peasant family and became the little wife of the family. And their mother and son also saved their lives temporarily.
But why is it "temporary"? It is because the rich peasant grew up in a deformed family, and the shadow of his youth has made him develop an irritable and irascible personality. Usually, as long as he has the opportunity, he punches and kicks his wife and children, and the ridicule as an adopted son is naturally no exception. Seriously, mocking Yong's eye was almost blinded by a fist, and it took many famous doctors to reluctantly save the injured eye.
Don't look at the young age of the mock at that time, but he had already remembered this account in his heart, which also paved the way for his plan to kill his father.
Five years have passed, and the ten-year-old mock Yong has grown taller and more mature than children of the same age, and for this reason, many children will bully him. At that time, the mockery was not as strong as it is now, so he could only hide secretly and cry. And it happened that once, this kind of scene was encountered by his adoptive father, and without saying a word, he tied him to the big tree in the courtyard, and picked up the leather whip is a violent whip, so that there was no good place on the mockery, and he was drenched in blood.
After all, it was still the meat that fell from his body, and after the mocking mother learned about it, she immediately rushed to the scene of the incident to ask for mockery. But who would have thought that the rich peasant at that time had already turned red-eyed, and not only did not give up the practice of punishing and mocking, but also hung her up, and a dozen was an afternoon.
The screams turned into wails, the moans turned into whimpering, and gradually the mocking mother could no longer shout, and by the time outsiders rescued him from the tree, her body was already cold.
The people of the loved ones were lynched and died by torture, which was an incomparably huge blow to the ten-year-old mockery. On the night of being rescued, when the mourning hall erected for mocking Yong's mother had not yet been completed, he had already carried his adoptive father's head and returned to the mourning hall. When people saw him, they were terrified. Especially the blood stain on his body that couldn't tell whether it was him or the rich peasant, added a bit of evil intent to him. After that, the government brought the ten-year-old mock Yong into the yamen, and he confessed to the murder. Just when the official master was about to behead him, he happened to meet him in the wandering cloud shadow, and after learning the cause and effect of the incident, the cloud shadow decided to ask the local official master for him, and used a large number of extremely valuable pills to exchange the life of mocking Yong. After that, he returned to Cangbei Xianyuan with mockery, and introduced him to Fang Xishi, hoping that the other party could cultivate this poor child well. It may be that the third child is favored, and after arriving at Xianyuan, he was ridiculed like a fish in water, and soon became one of the first-class disciples, and was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people with his tall and mighty image. But everyone really couldn't imagine that such a decent style of ridicule would have such a black, unknown, and past story, which is really embarrassing.
After listening to the mocking words, Chen Shaolin sighed lightly, and the two small fists that he had originally clenched also returned to his sides, posing in a relaxed posture.
"The more you explain, the more you can explain your inner ambivalence. I know you can't bear to attack me, but I can also explain the truth, now that I have the cultivation of the immortal realm, with this, you don't have to leave any room at all when you make a move. If you are so reserved, you will only be the one who loses. β
Mock Yong nodded slightly, and said softly: "The realm of heaven and man at the age of twelve is worthy of being the young master of the Chen family." With such strength, even Chen Shijie back then couldn't reach it, right? Since you said so, I can only go all out. Boy, get ready!"
As he spoke, mocking Yong's sleeves waved, and a cloud of mist broke out of his sleeves, covering his body like a light veil. From a distance, today's mockery is like being wrapped in a wide robe, from head to toe, without falling. Because of this, others can no longer see through his routines, let alone when the next attack will happen.
"Cloud Shadow Xiayi!"