Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Chapter 650: loving elders

Squeak!

The spiritual blood is divided into thousands of blood threads, intertwined with each other, weaving!

Moments later!

A blood net covering the sky and the sun rises up, quietly floating above the cave.

The moment the mysterious and unpredictable blood-colored net took shape, it poured down the blood-colored light, covering the sleeping boys and girls lying in mid-air below.

Once the **** ray met the boys and girls, it seemed like a chain reaction had occurred.

A faint blood-colored halo emerged from the sleeping boy's body, like rippling water waves, swaying with the wind.

together.

Ten ways.

Hundred ways.

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More than 400 faint blood-colored masks reflected each other in the cave, showing that their blood was different.

See this scene.

Cheng Buzheng frowned.

The one with the ugliest face was the little old man, the contemporary patriarch who valued the family style the most.

As for the main branch of the county, Cheng Hongyao also frowned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Precisely because, not all of the four hundred and fifty-seven teenagers are like this.

There were only four hundred and fifty-five teenagers, and their whole bodies were shrouded in a thin halo of blood.

The remaining two teenagers did not respond to the touch of the **** glow.

Seeing such a situation, whether it is Cheng Buzheng, the little old man who is the patriarch of the Cheng family, or Cheng Hongyao, the main branch, they naturally know what is going on?

Needless to say!

After all, whether it is the little old man or Cheng Hongyao, it is not the first time to witness such a scene.

at this time.

The little old man was trembling all over, his old teeth creaking.

If one is not good, maybe there will be no one left of the old tooth.

It can be seen how angry the little old man is.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng didn't say much.

With a wave of his hand.

The two teenagers who didn't react at all floated into the carriage that Cheng Hongyao was riding in.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng glanced at Cheng Hongyao meaningfully, and said lightly:

"Low-key handling!"

Heard the words.

Cheng Hongyao bowed his head and cupped his fists and said:

"Yes, Patriarch!"

He knew in his heart that what the old ancestor said subconsciously, the low-key handling is not to let go gently, but to minimize the impact.

As a branch in charge of tens of thousands of people, the master of the vein, the city government needless to say.

Same.

He is not a soft-hearted person.

Otherwise, Cheng Hongyao would not be able to sit in this position.

What's more, this time I lost the Cheng family style in front of my ancestors this time, how embarrassing I feel at this moment, and how ruthless I will be when the time comes!

See here.

Cheng Buzheng also knew clearly that the other party understood the hidden meaning of the words, then turned around and looked at the new generation of the Cheng family in mid-air.

A seal formula was typed out, and a low shout came:

"Get together!"

Instantly.

The blood-colored glow that filled the sky rewinded and submerged into the huge and incomparably blood-colored net again.

Suspended quietly.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng had a thought.

A dark yellow light flashed in his pupils.

this moment.

In his eyes, the many boys and girls became different.

Everything is bleak, without a trace of aura.

A row of scans is complete.

at this time.

He saw the multicolored glow, which was particularly conspicuous in this gloomy world.

View all completed.

There is only such a baby.

About this.

Cheng Buzheng is also quite satisfied, if one of the more than 400 juniors has a spiritual root, he is very satisfied.

after all.

Before, he had planned to get nothing.

Big hand wave!

Five or six teenagers gathered together and floated into each carriage.

in a blink.

The more than 400 teenagers sleeping soundly in midair were all placed in the carriage.

Above the square, only one girl was still sleeping soundly at this time.

This is also the only clan member with spiritual roots among the more than 400 descendants.

Cheng Buzheng glanced at the girl, then turned to Cheng Hongyao and said:

"Among the many descendants, this is the only one who has a spiritual root. You should take her back to help her with the housework, and send her to the ancestral land in a few days."

"I am waiting for you in the ancestral land."

Cheng Hongyao thought of this possibility when he saw his niece left alone.

Until this moment, the ancestor himself confirmed it, and then he put his heart back into his stomach.

after all.

There is a difference between closeness and sparseness.

Even as the main branch of the branch, I hope that there will be a fairy in this branch of my family.

Whether it is the status in the family, or the distribution of life-prolonging elixir... etc., they are all very helpful.

Immediately after.

Cheng Hongyao suppressed the agitation in his heart, and quickly replied:

"Old Ancestor, don't worry, Hong Yao will deal with this matter immediately when he goes back, and will send him to the ancestral land within three days!"

Heard the words.

Cheng Buzheng nodded and responded.

During the conversation.

He stretched out his hand, and the sleeping girl in mid-air floated into Cheng Hongyao's carriage.

Just then, there was a sound of horseshoes.

About this.

Cheng Buzheng was not surprised, he had noticed it a long time ago.

soon.

Nine horses walked out of the western passage side by side, followed by carriages.

In a blink of an eye.

All the carriages drove through the passage and stopped in the cave.

See here.

Cheng Hongyao made a move in the direction of the stable.

A group of dead soldiers led their horses and walked towards the square.

I don't know when, a middle-aged man with an extremely rich figure came to Cheng Buzheng out of breath, and then came a big gift.

"The descendants of the next generation, Cheng Hongtao pays homage to the ancestors!"

"May the ancestors have endless longevity, boundless divine power, and blessings for all generations to come!"

The words fall.

He was lying on the ground motionless like a big turtle.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng's mouth twitched involuntarily.

This little word is very smooth!

Unexpectedly, he also has such a junior with "outstanding eloquence".

However, Cheng Buzheng also knew that this junior was definitely not a simple stalker, otherwise he would not be able to stand out in the school.

Not to mention, sitting on the throne of the main branch of the Fucheng branch.

Fucheng is much more competitive than the county seat, and can lead the family to develop into one of the six major families in Fucheng.

It can also be seen that this slippery pulse master is by no means a simple character.

Cheng Buzheng glanced at him with a half-smile, and waved his hand.

"Get up!"

An invisible force helped the rich body to stand up.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Cheng Hongtao showed respect, with deep admiration in his eyes.

Then, he saluted the patriarch again.

the other side.

Cheng Hongyao glanced at Cheng Hongtao, a smile flashed in his eyes, then he lowered his head and cupped his fists and said:

"Old Ancestor, Hong Yao has gone back to deal with chores."

"Ok!"

Cheng indisputably responded.

Immediately after, Cheng Hongyao saluted the little old man again.

"Take care of it!"

The little old man said in a low voice.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

"The nephew knows it!"

Although Cheng Hongtao didn't see the previous scene, he was able to achieve this position.

He roughly and guessed what was going on.

after all.

There is an accident here, and there are several possibilities.

Happy event, not like it, otherwise the patriarch would not be so serious.

If there are no accidents, it should be a bad thing.

There are only one or two bad things that can happen here, and the patriarch who usually laughs and laughs, but pays special attention to family honor, solemnly confesses.

There is only one possibility.

Before, he also encountered it.

However, at that time, it was Liu Patriarch, not Patriarch, who came to preside over the inspection.

At that time, the expression of the patriarch was exactly the same as now.

Based on.

Cheng Hongtao also roughly understood what was going on.

Immediately, he winked at Cheng Hongyao, as if to say, 'I can't help it either! '

After he glanced at Cheng Hongtao lightly!

Cheng Hongyao, who returned to the carriage, glanced at the two sleeping teenagers, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but when he looked at the girl, his eyes were full of joy.

Two completely different feelings collided in his heart.

As the wheels rolled, the convoy on the square followed closely behind.

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In the cave.

Cheng Hongtao saw that the motorcade from the county seat had left the square, turned around and waved to the motorcade parked on one side.

More than a hundred carriages walked towards the center of the square in an orderly manner, under the **** net.

soon.

The carriages were neatly parked in three rows, and the horses were also led into the stables by the dead family members.

the other side.

Cheng Hongtao took out a book from his pocket and offered it with both hands.

"Old ancestor, Fucheng branch, a total of six hundred and seventeen people of the right age, the actual number is six hundred and seventeen."

"Please take a look at the old ancestor."

At this time.

Cheng Hongtao's face was full of seriousness, and he didn't look the same as before.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng looked at the books.

After flipping through it roughly, he remembered many names in his heart.

With a wave of his hand.

On the square, out of hundreds of carriages, a few teenagers and girls flew out.

Like the branch of the county, it was also drugged with Mongolian sweat.

I really love these juniors.

It can be seen that the Cheng family also has a glorious tradition of respecting the old and loving the young.

About this.

Cheng Buzheng was not surprised. He had thought of this possibility when he saw many juniors from the branch of the county.

Sure enough.

did not disappoint him.

After Cheng Buzheng finished flipping through the book, Cheng Hongtao fixed his eyes on the air in front of him.

See here.

The little old man chuckled lightly and said;

"Hong Tao! Which ones do you belong to?"

Heard the words.

Cheng Hongtao paused, he pointed to many boys and girls in the air, and pointed to five in a row, three boys and two girls.

"Old Ancestor, Patriarch, that...that's my cub!"

Even if he is usually amiable, but the future of his offspring is concerned, he can't help but feel a little uneasy at this time.

after all.

All the way to the fairyland.

All the way for the road.

The difference between the two is like cloud and mud, which cannot be reasoned at all.

Wishing a child to become a dragon and a daughter to become a phoenix are mostly the wishes of every parent.

But everything in the world cannot be reversed by human will.

The little old man saw the nervousness in Cheng Hongtao's eyes, and comforted him:

"Maybe, one of the five cubs in your family appeared!"

"do not worry!"

"Ok!"

Cheng Hongtao nodded and said:

"I hope it will be as the patriarch said!"

In fact, he also knew in his heart that the probability was too low, but there was still a hint of hope in his heart.

at this time.

A light shout came:

"change!"

The huge blood-colored net once again poured down the blood-colored glow all over the sky, reflecting this cave into a blood-colored world.

Red light reflects myriads, intertwined with dreams.

Just when the **** glow shrouded in the midair below, there were many sleeping boys and girls.

Bloody halos came out through the body.

one hundred.

Two hundred.

···

Five hundred.

Six hundred.

No accidents, one is not bad.

All of them are the blood of the Cheng family.

See here.

The little old man grinned involuntarily, revealing a trace of joy that could not be hidden.

And Cheng Hongtao was completely relieved, and finally he didn't have to face the reprimand of the patriarch.

Immediately, a scene appeared in his mind. He saw Cheng Hongyao in the ancestral hall of the ancestral land, copying the clan rules while being reprimanded by the patriarch.

after all.

He has personally experienced such a scene before.

Cheng Buzheng finally didn't frown this time.

He played out a formula and shouted in a low voice:

"Scatter!"

I saw the blood-colored glow all over the sky, just like ice and snow meeting, melting without leaving a trace.

In the cave, it became the same as before again, there was no trace of bright red light like blood, only the soft white light emitted by the fluorite.

Immediately.

There is no dispute or delay in the schedule, and my mind moves.

Da Luo Famu, cast it again.

I saw a trace of black and yellow light slowly wandering in his pupils.

In an instant, the world in front of him changed.

The gloomy world came into his eyes again.

No in the first row.

Huh?

Have a vision!

The dazzling aura is flashing.

Another five spirit root, luck is good.

After all, sometimes most of the time, a descendant with spiritual roots doesn't have one.

It is not bad to have two juniors this time.

Cheng Buzheng sighed in his heart.

Isn't it?

Not five colors, not four colors, but three colors!

Gold, red, black, three-color aura.

That's right!

It is the root of the three spirits.

See here.

The Cheng family was full of joy, and finally they were going to produce a junior with spiritual root aptitude comparable to his.

The last link of the family foundation will be completed soon.

This excellent cub is actually a little chubby, and he is Cheng Hongtao's youngest son.

very good.

The position of the next patriarch has been determined, and it is you.

In an instant, Cheng Buzheng made a decision in his mind.

After all, Cheng Hongtao is also an outstanding student from the family school, and he is also thriving in charge of the branch of Fucheng, and his cub is so excellent.

The position of patriarch must belong to him.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng looked back again, and it was still bleak.

Obviously.

The other descendants do not have spiritual roots.

After that, Cheng Buzheng waved his hand without hesitation.

The boys and girls lying sound asleep in mid-air, forming a group of five or six, were once again photographed by Cheng Buzheng in the carriages.

In mid-air, there was only one little chubby sleeping soundly.

See here.

Cheng Hongtao showed excitement, and stammered:

"Old... Patriarch, does my son have a spirit... a spirit root?"

Seeing the younger generation so excited, Cheng Buzheng also understood, smiled lightly and said: