Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

"Where do you get so many good things from you?"

The old man said depressedly: "It's just a cultivator who is not very strong, and there is a treasure on his body that can isolate time. Are you sent by God to pit me? I'll tell you clearly, if the things in the ruins are stolen You take it, are you not going to return it to me?"

"How could it be?" Liu Zhengyang smiled awkwardly.

Although I think so in my heart, I absolutely cannot admit it with my mouth.

Otherwise, the old man will try his best to stop him.

Moreover, Liu Zhengyang is not an iron rooster. Even if he takes away the old man's resources, he will definitely give him a medicinal pill in return.

In order to appease the old man, Liu Zhengyang said: "I want to take away these resources, in fact, in order to refine something called Qianling Xuandan, which can greatly improve the strength of monks, at least it has a miraculous effect on monks in the Taoist realm. Making a large batch of them can greatly improve our strength.”

Liu Zhengyang has told the old man about his current relationship with Doumen.

The old man can naturally understand Liu Zhengyang's thoughts.

However, he always looked disapproving and said, "Young man, you should understand that on the battlefield of monks, it is the first-line powerhouses, not the little ones, who really decide the outcome. A cultivator, it is more effective than a hundred Taoist cultivators."

Liu Zhengyang instantly understood what the old man meant.

The same principle applies to the fields above the Dao realm and even higher.

One high-level monk is far more effective than a hundred low-level monks.

The old man didn't want Liu Zhengyang to waste resources on the weak.

However, Liu Zhengyang did not agree with the old man's opinion at all.

He resolutely said: "Once the cultivator's strength reaches a certain level, even if he accumulates more resources, it will be difficult to improve significantly, but if those resources are used on weaker cultivators, they will have immediate effect. In this case, then I Why not improve everyone's overall strength."

After a pause, Liu Zhengyang continued: "Also, improving everyone's strength can make everyone's ability to protect themselves stronger. For me, it is the most important to save the lives of my companions. As long as this goal can be achieved, I will consume No amount of resources matters.”

The old man turned to look at Liu Zhengyang, his face full of surprise.

Because similar ideas appear to monks, it is too rare.

It is the norm that the strong constantly deprive the weak to strengthen themselves.

Of course, the old man was very happy to see someone like Liu Zhengyang.

He thought for a while before saying, "Although in my opinion, your idea is very naive, but I want to see what kind of future you can create. I'll accompany you to go back and see, but if you don't give it to me Enough help, don't expect me to help you defeat the Doumen master."

Liu Zhengyang nodded and agreed.

After the two sides reached a preliminary consensus, they immediately returned to the ruins and took everything away.

After evacuating everything in the ruins as much as possible, Liu Zhengyang naturally went back to the branch with the old man.

"Young man, I don't know your name yet." The old man asked suddenly.

"Liu Zhengyang, how about you?" Liu Zhengyang asked back.

"Li Yang." The old man replied, "Liu Zhengyang, do you think your branch has been smashed by Doumen? If I were the door owner of Doumen, I would definitely try my best to monitor your movements, and once I saw you leave The split will immediately smash the split."