Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

Hearing this, Zao Wou-ki couldn't help lowering his head in thought. If it was here, it would be either Jiang Haoran or Zhuge Xing.

Zhuge Xing was not the right age, Jiang Haoran was the right age and appearance, but Zao Wou-ki had no absolute certainty and was afraid to recognize each other.

"Sikong, you usually count your ghost ideas the most. Go and tap on the side and ask about Jiang Haoran's origin."

What do you think I have the most spooky ideas? I'm the prime minister, can't the prime minister come up with an idea?

"Yes!" Sikong Wuya nodded.

noon.

Standing on the back mountain, Jiang Haoran looked around, muttering softly in his mouth: "It shouldn't be, why have there been no pheasants?"

That's right, he was just greedy, and ran to the back mountain, wanting to grab a pheasant and roast it.

Sikong Wuya came to the back mountain and saw Jiang Haoran standing in front of him, looking around, not knowing what he was doing.

"I have seen Young Master Jiang!" Sikong Wuya bowed with cupped hands.

He didn't know how to call him, so he called him son-in-law just like he called those princes.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Haoran said indifferently, turning his back to him.

If you have anything to say, don't influence daddy to catch the chicken. I was disturbed by you last night and I didn't eat it.

"Mr. Jiang, I want to ask, did you follow Qingshan Daoist cultivation since childhood?" Sikong Wuya asked directly.

"Also." Jiang Haoran said softly.

I must be. I was picked up by him. If I didn't follow him all the time, who would I follow?

"Then dare to ask Mr. Jiang, have you had no parents since you were young?" Sikong Wuya continued to ask.

Hearing this, Jiang Haoran frowned, "Why are you asking so much?"

When I first came, I asked Own's personal affairs, what is the plan?

Sikong Wuya was stunned. He thought about his words on the way here, but he couldn't ask anymore.

Careless!

Although Jiang Haoran was facing him, Si Kong Wuya knew that Jiang Haoran was absolutely puzzled.

"Young Master Jiang, I'm sorry, I just want to find out. I don't have any other thoughts." Sikong Wuya cupped hands.

Jiang Haoran didn't turn around, but was thinking about how to extort money from him.

Last night, when he saw Zao Wou-ki taking out a multi-top-grade Spirit Stones and extremely precious Lingzhi, he was shocked.

I was thinking that at any rate I pretended to be buzzing them, and I could divide a little bit, but I didn't expect my younger brother to see Sect too tall.

Originally, a person who became rich overnight, with a blunt sentence, became rich an aspiration, and there was nothing left.

Depressed!

It happened that the younger brother Own was talking, and it was not easy to attack, so he had to hold back.

It's uncomfortable!

Now I finally had the opportunity to say that Jiang Haoran had to fudge a little money.

We don't have any other skills, it is certainly worthwhile to fool people!

Jiang Haoran has been following Qingshan Daoist since he was a child. He has never seen big winds and waves. Fooling people to borrow money is as simple as eating and drinking water.

Just as Jiang Haoran was walking back and forth, thinking about how to flick Sikong Wuya behind him, suddenly stepped on the air and fell to the ground.

Sikong Wuya looked silly at once.

Falling on the ground, so cowhide?

On the back mountain of the Green Mountain Sect, the road was originally uneven. Jiang Haoran was thinking about how to flick, but he didn't step on his foot firmly and fell to the ground.

I'm going, how unlucky!

Jiang Haoran groaned, stood up quickly, and found that his hand was rubbed a little and blood was flowing.

In order not to undermine the influence of the immortal, Jiang Haoran hid his hand in his sleeve, carried one hand on his back, and slowly left.

"Hey! It's really bad luck. I didn't get the money and scratched my own hand." Jiang Haoran secretly said.

Sikong Wuya stood messy in the wind, and the dignified fairy would actually fall on the ground. Sikong Wuya felt that his three views had been subverted.

However, when he was about to leave, he saw a little blood on the spot where Jiang Haoran fell.

"God helps me too!" Looking at the blood on the ground, Sikong Wuya was surprised.

With this little blood stain, Jiang Haoran's identity can be distinguished.

Sikong Wuya rolled his hand, collected the blood on the ground together with the stones and soil in his hands, and returned to the thatched house.

"Dage, I got Jiang Haoran's blood." Sikong Wuya said excitedly.

"That emotional test." Zao Wou-ki was also agitated when he heard the words.

"But Dage, you still need you..." Sikong Wuya said later, he didn't dare to go on.

Zao Wou-ki knew what was missing, and immediately ran the Cultivation Base to force a drop of Blood Essence.

"Is it enough?"

"Enough, enough!" Sikong Wuya said, Jiang Haoran's blood was extracted, and then the secret method was activated to fuse the two drops of blood together.

Under the blessing of the secret method, the two drops of blood merged together, and a faint coercion spread from the blood.

"Dage, yes, he is the prince back then!" Sikong Wuya said excitedly.

"real?"

"Really, how dare the old minister lie to the emperor!"

Sikong Wuya said earnestly, not only can two drops of Blood Essence fuse, but when they fuse, there is a trace of imperial coercion.

This is not the prince who is?

Hearing this, Zao Wou-ki was excited and happy, and said very excitedly: "Twenty years, I finally found him!"

His son disappeared, but he didn't find it for several years, and he felt very guilty.

Now that I find it, let’s not say, and own son seems to be a blessing in disguise, how can we not get excited?

"Let's go, confess, and I can't make my son suffer anymore."

As Zao Wou-ki said, he stepped out, preparing to get acquainted with Jiang Haoran.

Sikong Wuya grabbed Zao Wou-ki all of a sudden, and said seriously: "Your Majesty, no, don't forget our identities."

"Once he admits his relatives, Jiang Haoran will be contaminated with the red dust, maybe he will be expelled from Sect by Qingshan Daoist!"

Sikong Wuya's words calmed down Zao Wou-ki.

"Yeah, why did I forget this." Zao Wou-ki said calmly.

The most taboo thing about cultivating immortals is to cut the secular world continuously.

Now you recognize your relatives, not to mention whether they recognize them or not, even if you do, can you guarantee that they will go back with you?

If Jiang Haoran were here, he would definitely kneel down and call him father.

Whether it is true or not, first hold the thigh of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"What should I do then?" Zao Wou-ki asked Sikong Wuya.

"Your Majesty, we already know that the prince is still in the world. This is much easier. He doesn't know how to run here. When he reaches a certain age, we will come and pick him up."

"Besides, if I recognize each other and bring it back, what he sees is nothing but a fight between the princes. It's better to let him stay here and accumulate power."

"If you don't go back, you can suppress everything once!"

Sikong Wuya explained, telling the pros and cons.

Hearing this, Zao Wou-ki lowered his head and fell silent.

Apart from fighting for power and gains, none of his own sons can save him worry.

The Great Zhou Dynasty was like a big dye vat. The Green Mountain Sect is like a place outside the world.

Zao Wou-ki stayed on the mountain, feeling relaxed and happy, much better than staying in the Great Zhou King City.

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