Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

Wu Hao, whose legs and feet were weak, swung out all his strength with the sword, lost his center of gravity and fell directly to the ground. He struggled to sit up, threw away the bloody sword in his hand, raised his head and confirmed, his expression expression blank. How much respect: "Liu Ji and Liu Bowen, how many generations of ancestors are you?"

Liu Ji looked normal and raised three fingers to indicate that he was the third generation.

"My master is dead, do you know? If Tianzong is so powerful, why don't they send someone to rescue him?"

"Your master gave you the chance to survive and protected you for decades. Why didn't you save him?" Liu Ji asked.

"me……"

"Time is also destiny, and we have to cope with this calamity. We are just acting for heaven, and we are not immortal. We know about Taoist Jia, and he himself should also understand. You ascend and he sacrifices. It is destined. , what’s the problem?”

Liu Ji said very naturally.

Wu Hao clenched his fists, thinking about Zhang Di describing the scene of his master's tragic death, and became emotional.

Liu Ji didn't urge him, he just waited quietly.

After a while, Wu Hao came out of his sadness and asked in a low voice: "Then can my master still live?"

His voice was trembling, he was short of breath, he was a little hopeful and a little worried. Although the Great God of Consciousness Sea said that there were seven oil lamps to protect his eternal life, before Wu Hao got a positive answer, he always thought that this was just the God's words to let him go.

Liu Ji narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Yeah."

Wu Hao seemed to have lost all his strength, and his body fell softly. After being depressed for a long time, he finally opened up the knot in his heart. His tears could no longer be controlled and flowed freely.

After crying for a while, Wu Hao wiped his tears, turned over and sat up, and first said to Liu Ji fiercely: "You didn't see what happened just now, you know!"

Then Fengmei hugged Liu Ji's thigh and pretended to cry: "Third Patriarch, I'm suffering! I've been ascending for so long and been chased and beaten every day. If you hadn't appeared, Wentian would have lost one handsome, talented, intelligent, and important person. I am a disciple of Qing Zhongyi. The upper world is too dangerous. Please quickly give me some fairy treasures and magic weapons to protect me, and give me some miraculous elixirs for backup. It is best to arrange for an extraordinary master to protect me..."

The switch from viciousness to flattery requires no transition at all, it is so natural and traceless.

Wu Hao and Lin Zongzong listed a lot of needs. Liu Ji struggled to break away from the hugged thigh, but did not break away. He could only lower his head and said to Wu Hao: "Let go first."

"Yes." Wu Hao tightened his grip on his thighs and crossed his feet.

Liu Ji's impression of Wu Hao changed from a weak chicken to a decisive one, to a person who values ​​love and justice, and finally to a scoundrel. There was no transition in the middle, but he was very confused about the criteria for accepting disciples of a true Taoist.

"Let go first and I'll take you to get it."

Wu Hao opened his eyes wide, with an expression on his face that said, "I don't study well, don't lie to me."

Liu Ji smiled and said "don't worry" and then lifted Wu Hao up to the sky. After standing high in the sky, he stretched out his hand and pressed it to erase the traces.

A group of people were awakened by such a huge spiritual power fluctuation and quickly rushed to this place from all around, but the place had become flat and there were no traces.

Liu Ji led Wu Hao through the void. Along the way, Wu Hao kept talking about his difficulties. The implication was that he wanted the ancestor of the sect to help, but Liu Ji didn't seem to be in high spirits. Uh-huh-oh. Perfunctory.

In half a day, in terms of foot distance, he would have to cross one or two continents. The speeding Liu Ji suddenly stopped, completely violating the laws of physics. He stood directly high in the sky, looking down at the lower bound.

Wu Hao was carried out of a position by inertia, almost shaking out the bruises from his serious injury. He said in a daze: "Grandmaster, are you here yet?"

Liu Ji said "hmm" again and threw Wu Hao down from the void without any warning.

As the acceleration of gravity approached, Wu Hao screamed, his mind went blank, he didn't even think of scolding Patriarch Liu, and he screamed all the way down.

Wu Su, the great elder of the Haotian Sect, heard a message from Master Liu Ji, "Your ancestors, please take over."

Wu Su searched Tianling Continent to no avail. He had just returned to Haotian Sect and hurried out to pick up someone without even having a cup of tea.

Wu Hao's ghostly screams startled many monks from the Haotian Sect. When they arrived at the training platform, they were even more shocked. In addition to the elders, even the Supreme Elder who had not been around for a long time lined up in a row. Under the leadership of the sect leader Wu Yu, they all Qi appeared on the high platform outside the palace.

Wu Su moved one hand, and a piece of square cloth with ancient texture and style was taken under Wu Hao. The square cloth got bigger and bigger, and it was big enough to hold more than ten people of Wu Hao's size. You can see from the side below. To the clusters of auspicious clouds.

After Fang Bu took Wu Hao in, Wu Su shouted, "Let's go." Then all the Supreme Elders left the high platform. Only Wu Yu and the elder guardians were left here, and of course, there were also a group of disciples who were frightened by Wu Hao's ghostly calls. .

"Today's matter, we have issued a ban on speaking. Violators will be punished as treason. Disperse!" Wu Yu said with a solemn expression.

All the disciples bowed and agreed.

Wu Yu disappeared, leaving a few empty elders whispering.

"How is it?" The old woman looked at Wu Hao's body covered in blood and asked anxiously.

"Don't pull me, I'm watching." This is the third elder Wu Fei.

"Brother, you've been watching for so long, what's going on?" Wu Yijian, the fifth elder, shouted loudly.

There is also a middle-aged Taoist who is as elegant as a scholar sitting on a chair in the room. Although he looks gentle and calm, his anxiety is betrayed by his eyes that are always looking at the crowd. (Second elder)

There was a flash of white light in the room, and the sect leader Wu Yu stepped in. He bowed respectfully and then asked in a low voice: "Elder brother, how are you doing?"

Wu Hao was as helpless as a young woman who had taken off her clothes and strayed into a den of perverts. He covered his important parts with his hands and asked in a trembling voice to a few grandparents who looked like he could be his grandparents: "Excuse me, what is the question here?" Tianzong? Do you know a Taoist named Liu Ji?"

When the third elder saw this, he suppressed his smile and his face turned red.

The old woman laughed out loud, "Oh, sure..." and then she seemed to remember something and hurriedly covered her mouth.

When everyone heard someone laughing, they couldn't control their laughter and burst into laughter.

Only Wu Hao was left inexplicably.

There is one person in the room who is not smiling, that is Wu Yu, the leader of Haotian Sect, who is standing respectfully on one side, waiting for the elder's answer.

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere was no longer so solemn. The Great Elder Wu Su nodded, "These are minor injuries. They will be cured in two days. It's just that the cultivation level is a bit low."

"How low?" Wu Xingxing, the second elder who was sitting on a chair but did not come forward, asked.

"First time entering the golden elixir."

"Is it so low? It's not easy to survive until now." Wu Martian really smiled this time, stopped holding it, took two steps forward, and looked at Wu Hao back and forth.

"Do you still remember us?" Wu Martian then asked.

Wu Hao rolled his eyes and replied: "I know, I must know this."

Wu Martian narrowed his eyes slightly and took half a step back, staring at Wu Hao's mouth, waiting for Wu Hao's next words.

Seeing that everyone was focusing on him, Wu Hao felt a little embarrassed, so he encouraged himself and said loudly: "Aren't you the good uncle, master, sister and brother of my future sect! "

Everyone gathered around him again, this time tighter, their eyes flickering, but still a little uncertain.

"This, and... are there others?" Wu Hao looked at these eyes, a little scared.

"Nothing."

"No pull, no pull!"

……

Then several people gathered together and whispered. A transparent barrier protected Wu Hao. He could only see a group of old men gesticulating and having a heated discussion, but he could not hear a word of the content.

After a while, Wu Su walked towards Wu Hao carrying everyone's hopes and instructions.

"It stands to reason that I should give you a good cleansing, but there was too much noise today, and your identity cannot be known to other sects to avoid causing trouble, so after our discussion, these red tapes were omitted, and this is your identity Right. Well..."

Wu Su was well versed in the art of speaking. He kept half of what he said, giving Wu Hao enough time to guess.

This is actually no wonder for Wu Su. Wu Hao's identity is his ancestor in the upper world, but he is also the seventh-generation disciple of Wentian. According to this generation, he is his great-great disciple, and the relationship is difficult to deal with.

Seeing that Wu Hao had almost guessed it, he continued what he said: "Just now you also called us senior brother and senior sister, so I can be regarded as acting as a master and accepting disciples. You call us senior brother and senior sister, and you are the same generation as the sect master. Anyway, it is just a title. , good for you and me."

"I am senior brother, and this is second senior brother, third senior brother, fourth senior sister, fifth senior brother, and sixth senior brother."

Finally, he pointed at the sect leader Wu Yudao.