Daughter-in-law wants to ascend

Jin Zishu didn't know how he got back to the Black Soil Forest. When he came back to his senses, he had already searched the entire Black Soil Forest from top to bottom.

There were many bones in the forest, but not many mutated ones. Jin Zishu stared at the trembling monsters in front of him one by one, but didn't see any familiar faces.

He couldn't imagine that when he was lying in the coffin and watching the corpses of the neighbors around him change, his relatives and his daughter-in-law, like those corpses, became unconscious corpses and then disappeared.

He sat in the hole that was dug out at the beginning, his face was full of bewilderment.

What to do, he can't find his parents, nor his wife.

He just wanted to be buried in the same pit with his wife. Why is it so difficult to have a harmonious family?

Jin Zishu took out his coffin and put it in the pit, and then lay back silently. It wasn't until the familiar darkness came that he felt a little bit safe.

He felt that he must have not woken up, or the way he opened the coffin was wrong, otherwise why would his family be gone?

When Meng Qi and Luo Qingyang arrived, the familiar coffin had already been put back into the pit, so it was almost like filling it back with soil.

Meng Qi half-kneeled in front of the coffin, calling softly, "Master..."

The coffin was quiet, without any sound.

Meng Qi inexplicably felt a little like to laugh. Although this senior's strength is unfathomable, his temperament is strange and a bit like a child.

He couldn't help lowering his voice, "Although I don't know what the master is looking for, but the Black Earth Forest has existed for so many years, there are not many monks coming and going, especially many demon cultivators like to come here to find monsters and corpses to take out... "

Before he finished speaking, the lid of the coffin was opened, and Jin Zishu sat in the coffin, looking at him expressionlessly, "Really?"

Meng Qi quickly said, "Really!"

Luo Qingyang next to him also nodded repeatedly, "Really! We just want to dig..." Before he finished speaking, Meng Qi stretched out his hand and pinched him. It was only in pain that he realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly closed his mouth Mouth.

Jin Zishu didn't care about this small detail, but looked at Meng Qi without blinking, "You mean, I can still find my father, mother, and my wife?" At that time, his cheeks were still slightly red, and there seemed to be little stars in his eyes.

Meng Qi had no idea in his heart, but thinking of the way Luo Wu looked at them when Jin Zishu left, he could only bite the bullet and say, "Yes, master. The demons brought out by the demon cultivators all these years... There are quite a few demons, and the master's relatives are probably inside."

Hearing that there was still hope, even if it was only a little bit, Jin Zishu immediately regained his spirits, crawled out of the coffin, and said excitedly, "Let's go!"

Meng Qi hesitated, "Master..."

Jin Zishu frowned, "What? Are you kidding me?"

Meng Qi hurriedly said, "I don't dare! There are so many demon cultivators who come here to look for demons, and monks always like to travel around in search of opportunities. If you want to find them all, it must not be an easy task. If you just miss The person who brought the master's relatives... Besides, the demon cultivator is looking for the devil to refine the devil into a puppet. If the master wants to get him back, it will be very difficult... The subordinates know the master's strength High, but there are too many ants, so it’s very annoying, isn’t it?”

Jin Zishu: "..." Where is his strength?Why does this person call him master one by one?He is so poor that he can't afford servants!Also, what he said seemed to make sense, what if the person who happened to be taking his parents with him just happened not to meet?

Jin Zishu hesitated, "Well, what should I do then?" He just wanted to find his family, why is it so complicated?

Meng Qi looked at him with scorching eyes, "Master can form his own forces. As soon as the time comes, as long as the master says a word, countless people will listen to the master's news. Whether it is looking for someone or what to do, as long as the master has a thought, someone Clean it up for you."

Meng Qi is very eloquent, and the blueprints he draws are also very exciting.but…

Jin Zishu spat out three words dryly, "I have no money."

No money, can't afford it.

Meng Qi: "..."

Luo Qingyang, who had already been persuaded by the side, said, "..."

Meng Qi wanted to laugh, but held back, "Master, strength is the most important thing in the cultivation world. As long as you have strength, you will have everything."

Jin Zishu said seriously: "I don't have the strength either."

Meng Qi: "..." I can't answer these words.

Meng Qi mobilized his eloquence and took the boss's energy to tell Jin Zishu very vividly the fact that he is a big boss and he is very strong.

However, Jin Zishu looked at him more and more like he was looking at a lunatic, "You said, monks are divided into Qi training, foundation building, alchemy, Yuanying, Huashen, Mahayana... You say I am very good, then what? Where am I?"

Meng Qi opened his mouth, a little dumb, didn't he know the realm of a monk?How could someone ask someone else's realm?He smiled wryly, "Master, this subordinate's cultivation base is too low, so I can't see your cultivation base. However, Qing Yang's father can't see your realm clearly even at the Nascent Soul stage. It must be at least the transformation stage, or even the Mahayana stage... "

Jin Zishu stroked his chin, "So I'm so good?"

Meng Qi and Luo Qingyang nodded repeatedly.

Jin Zishu put down his hand: "I don't believe it."

Although the fact that he was resurrected from the dead is indeed a bit strange, but after the death and resurrection, he immediately became a big boss that others could not match after thousands of years of cultivation. Even if he had never seen this, he would not believe it.

What Meng Qi said was a little dry, and suddenly he thought of something, his eyes lit up, "Master, you only need to fight like you are fighting with Palace Master Luo today!"

When Jin Zishu heard it, he fought with Palace Master Luo, wouldn't he just use his fists? !He doesn't need to learn this, he will know it, and suddenly he is confident, "This is fine!"

A smile finally appeared on Meng Qi's face.

***

Lin Lu Continent has a vast territory, and various cultivation systems are prevalent, especially Dharma cultivation, which accounts for almost half of the entire cultivation world.

However, with the emergence of the Magic Crack, compared to the suppression of the practitioners, although the magic cultivators cannot absorb the strong magic energy of the Magic Crack, they can find a lot of suitable materials and magic plants in the Magic Crack. .

Because of this, the number of demonic cultivators in the entire continent has grown rapidly, and there is a hidden tendency to compete with legal cultivators.

The number of people increased rapidly, and the forces of all parties also sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, or were quickly submerged, with ups and downs, and almost no waves could be produced.

Among the various forces, there suddenly appeared a force named "Small Mountain Village". Except for being ridiculed for its rustic name, it was hardly seen by anyone.

However, such a scumbag force, in less than a year, sprouted and grew rapidly, becoming a huge force in the magic cultivator.

It is said that the village head of the small mountain village is unfathomable. He hardly needs weapons. A pair of fists can make the Nascent Soul cultivator run away with his head in his arms.

Those who heard this felt that the rumors were a bit too outrageous.

Not to mention why a monk would fight with bare hands, his opponent couldn't be foolish enough to play with him without taking anything, right?

In addition, the monks' defensive methods are all kinds of strange, especially the various strange methods of the magic cultivator, which make people hard to guard against. This kind of behavior of beating people with bare hands to the point of crying, no one thinks it can be true.

Many people didn't take this rumor seriously, and they didn't know what it was like to be punched to the flesh until they met the legendary head of the small mountain village.

Cultivators are a world where strength is the most important thing, and Demon Cultivator expresses this to the fullest. Just like Meng Qi said, he only needs to use his fists to speak, and others will naturally worry about the rest.

The address of the small mountain village is located in the black soil forest. It is strange to say that I don’t know if the thunder disaster broke some barriers. After Jin Zishu left here, when he came back again, he found that the devilish energy here began to change. Get thin.

This place, which was once bustling because of the appearance of the Magic Crack, has gradually become barren due to the reduction of monsters, and now it is gradually becoming lively again because of the construction of the "small mountain village".

The house was built according to Jin Zishu's memory. Thousands of years were just a sleep for him. The days in the past were as clear as yesterday, and he could even clearly remember the peach tree in the small courtyard. How many peaches are there on the tree.The last small mountain village almost restored the appearance he was familiar with.

Speaking of this, he couldn't help feeling the magic of the monk, such a large project was completed in less than a day, during which he changed many details according to his ideas, and even adjusted the terrain of each household.

On the day when the "Small Mountain Village" was built, Jin Zishu stood in front of his house, looking at all the familiar things, and felt in a daze that as long as he opened the door, he could see his father sitting in the yard weaving a basket , his daughter-in-law was learning awkwardly by the side, and when he saw that he was doing something wrong, Dad would give him instructions in a serious manner, and then his daughter-in-law would follow suit in a hurry.

Occasionally, she raised her head inadvertently, and found that his eyes seemed a little embarrassed, and her back straightened immediately, but the tips of her ears would turn crimson uncontrollably.

A smile appeared on Jin Zishu's face subconsciously, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch it, but the figure in front of him suddenly faded away, and his eyes turned back to that deserted, familiar place that became unfamiliar everywhere .

Jin Zishu pursed his lips, his eyes seemed to be misty, and he muttered, "Father, mother, daughter-in-law... where are you..."

The author has something to say: Jin Zishu [Wronged Baba]: "I miss my wife."

Ah Shu [looks up at the sky]: "Ah, the weather is nice today~"

Jin Zishu [clenching his fists]: "I miss my wife."

Ah Shu [holding his head]: "Ah! Arrange immediately! Village Chief, don't get excited!"

Jin Zishu: (?˙▽˙?)