Under One Person: Dad’s Super God Journey

"No, get out of here!"

Seeing that the self-cultivation furnace was shaking more and more violently, and even the whole thing was swelling, Wang Ye immediately shouted loudly, raised his right hand to form a seal instantly, and a huge blue hexagram appeared under his feet.

boom--

The ground outside the house suddenly surged, and a wall of earth instantly emerged from the ground to block the few people.

A violent explosion came from the other side of the earth wall. The huge impact caused the earth wall to tremble for a while. Cracks appeared on the wall and countless gravel fell.

As the caster, Wang Ye's expression changed even more when he saw this. He was about to cast the spell again, but the next moment an earth wall appeared on the ground again, and the two walls combined to block the impact of the explosion.

Zhuge Qing on the side also used a spell to summon an earth wall immediately after Wang Ye.

"Old Qing, thank you."

As the sound of the explosion slowly dissipated, Wang also breathed a sigh of relief, removed the earthen wall, and thanked Zhuge Qing on the side.

"My stove"

Beside Wang Ye, Ma Xianhong was looking at the room with a blank expression.

As the earthen wall fell, Ma Xianhong on the side immediately rushed into the room, ignoring the spreading dust and the crumbling door frame.

When he caught his sight, he saw that the originally huge self-cultivation furnace had been turned into countless fragments and fell to the ground.

Ma Xianhong waved the surrounding smoke, held his nose and rushed into the smoke. He kept rummaging through the debris and ruins on the ground, and finally dug out an object similar to parts from the ruins. He saw that it was still shining slightly, and then He breathed a sigh of relief.

"oops"

At the same time, Cheng Yang also walked out of the dust.

"Master Cheng, are you okay?"

"Dad is fine, ahem. It's you who is the stove."

Cheng Yang shook his hand and dusted himself off.

Seeing Ma Xianhong standing blankly in the ruins, silently dazed with a similar part in his hand, Cheng Yang suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

After all, yesterday, people found so many animals for themselves to break the seal of the dog talisman, but today they directly blew up someone's stove.

"Master Cheng, don't worry, this is not your problem, it's my stove that's not perfect enough."

Ma Xianhong sighed, shook his head, and picked up the parts-like object in his hand.

"But as long as the core of my self-cultivation furnace is still there, I can make it again. Next time, I will definitely make a more perfect self-cultivation furnace."

"Ok?"

Hearing Ma Xianhong's words, Cheng Yang subconsciously glanced at the object in his hand that he had become the core of the self-cultivation furnace.

But after taking a glance, he frowned. He felt a strange power in the core in Ma Xianhong's hand.

After thinking for a few seconds, he also thought about what this feeling was: vitality.

Cheng Yang instantly remembered some black magic that required the use of flesh and blood or vitality. This type of black magic was the most evil type even among the black energy.

"Mr. Ma, what is your core?"

Cheng Yang frowned, his gaze on Ma Xianhong changed, he pointed at the core of the self-cultivation furnace in Ma Xianhong's hand and asked.

"Did you say that?"

Ma Xianhong looked at the core of the self-cultivation furnace in his hand, and then shook his head.

"This is mine. It was given to me by someone who is very important to me. I don't know what is in this core."

Ma Xianhong shook his head as he explained, and an inexplicable feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

He was a little curious about the core of the self-cultivation furnace in his hand. After Qu Tong handed the core to him, out of trust in Qu Tong, he never even asked about the core, and Qu Tong never mentioned it.

Even for some reason, he had never wondered in his heart what this core was.

"Is this so"

Hearing his answer, Chengyang pushed his eyes and glanced at Ma Xianhong's eyes, seeing that he didn't seem to be cheating.

Although I wanted to ask some other questions, after all, I just blew up the self-cultivation furnace, so after thinking about it, I still didn't say anything.

"Daozhang Wang, Brother Zhuge, and Master Cheng."

Ma Xianhong took a deep breath, held the core of the Slimming Furnace in his hand, opened his arms, and looked at the few people sincerely.

"Join us, become my companion, and work with me to create the most perfect slimming furnace"

Faced with another invitation from Ma Xianhong, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing looked at each other and said nothing.

夜晚

There was a small table with several dishes on it. Ma Xianhong and Cheng Yang were sitting around the table. Next to them, Guo Liang, who had brought Zhuge Qing to Biyou Village before, was holding a bottle of wine.

"Come on, Taoist Wang, let's have a drink."

"Well, I can't really drink."

Seeing Guo Liang enthusiastically preparing to propose a toast, Wang Ye quickly waved his hand.

"Then Master Cheng, let's do it."

"Oh, Dad doesn't drink."

Guo Liang was also a little embarrassed when he saw that both of his toasts were rejected. Zhuge Qing on the side sighed when he saw this.

"Give me some."

"okay."

Seeing Zhuge Qing taking the initiative to ask Guo Liang for a drink, Wang also turned to look at him.

"A few."

Ma Xianhong, who was opposite the group of people, raised the paper cup in his hand and spoke slowly.

"You have also seen that the cultivation furnace and these flowers are all my creations, and they are all made through hundreds of refinements.

If a few of you are willing to stay and help me run the furnace, you will not only have the right to use it, but I will also give you the magical machine. "

"Click——"

As soon as Ma Xianhong finished speaking, he saw Zhuge Qing suddenly startled, and for a moment, the hand holding the paper cup squeezed in with some force.

Although the king beside him was feeling better, his face was still full of shock.

"Master Ma, you are really generous. That is one of the eight magical skills."

Hearing Zhuge Qing's words, Ma Xianhong smiled slightly.

"What happened to the Eight Wonders? The most important thing in this world is always people, isn't it?"

"If these few people are really willing to stay and help me, it won't matter if they are just a skilled person."

Perhaps to prove his words, Ma Xianhong took out a pamphlet directly from behind, placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of the two of them.

"Goo-"

The two of them were stunned when they saw this, while Ma Xianhong opposite him smiled secretly.

Although Shen Ji Bai Lian is one of the Eight Wonders of Skills, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing are both descendants of one of the Eight Wonders of Skills, while the other is a successor of the Wuhou Sect.

If the king can stay, and exchange eight magical skills for one, there will be no loss at all.

If Zhuge Qing could stay and the wisdom passed down by the Wuhou Sect for thousands of years, he believed that even if it was not as good as the Eight Wonders, it wouldn't be much worse.

More importantly, there is no warlock in the village so far. If the two of them can leave one to help him build a perfect self-cultivation furnace, then he is willing to give away the divine machine for free.

Thinking of this, Ma Xianhong silently turned his eyes to Cheng Yang who was drinking tea leisurely.

The reason why he originally invited Cheng Yang to Biyou Village was only after being reminded by Qu Tong that he noticed Cheng Yang and wanted to judge whether the reason why he contacted Zhang Chulan was for the source of Qi Ti.

But as of now, whether it is today or before, even if the divine machine is placed in front of him, Cheng Yang is not moved at all, and he even refuses without any hesitation.

What's more, the methods Cheng Yang used were such that even the self-cultivation furnace couldn't bear it and instead exploded, which made him extremely curious.

Originally he just wanted to invite a warlock to join Biyou Village, but now he wants Chengyang to join Biyou Village. He has an intuition in his heart that if one day his cultivation furnace can bear the ability that Chengyang can exert, Even the perfect slimming furnace.

"Master Cheng, I have mentioned to you before that although you rejected me at that time, I think you had some misunderstandings about me.

But I am still the same and sincerely ask you to join us. "

"amazing!"

Before Cheng Yang could speak, Wang Ye suddenly shouted and then raised the paper cup in front of him.

"Master Ma, you are such a happy and fastidious person! I'll toast you with tea instead of wine."

After that, he raised the paper cup in his hand and drank it in one gulp.

"Let's do this, Master Ma. We will consider it tonight and give you an answer tomorrow."

"No problem, I'll wait for some good news tomorrow."

Then, Wang Ye stood up, lightly kicked Zhuge Qing who was in a daze, and then pulled Cheng Yang up.

"Old man, stop drinking. It's getting late today. At your age, you have to take care of yourself, go to bed early and get up late."