Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Hundreds of Dajin monks flew past.

In the distance, the black water waves collided with the blue lake, roaring to the sky, stirring up countless waves that looked like broken jade.

The roar of water waves, the collision of magic weapons, the screams of ferocious beasts...

Flames dance wildly, green trees twine...

Countless ferocious beasts fought hard with the monks in the intertwining waves of water and flames.

But this moment.

All the noise seemed to turn into a silent breeze around her.

Qin Lingxiao stood in mid-air, staring blankly at the familiar face not far away.

After not seeing each other for nearly fifty years, she thought she had forgotten about him.

I also thought that when I saw this person again, I would be able to treat him calmly.

But the moment he appeared in front of him.

All self-righteousness is fragile.

His face, every inch of his skin, every subtle expression... all reflected the appearance in his memory.

She was suddenly shocked.

It turned out that I had never forgotten him for a moment.

Time seems to have left no trace on his body.

He is still as handsome and calm as before, still calm and calm, and it seems that no matter what happens, he will not lose his composure.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a trace of resentment in her heart.

In his mind, the scene of that day in the Wanxiang Sect's Chunyang Palace, where he resolutely decided to marry in front of all the monks, suddenly jumped out again.

For a moment, shame, anger, resentment... countless emotions came to my heart.

And just then.

The man looked at her with a faint smile:

"I haven't seen you for many years. How are you doing, fellow Daoist Qin?"

Qin Lingxiao was slightly startled.

The moment I heard his voice, all the resentment and anger I felt just now disappeared.

It was as if there was some antidote in this voice.

She just stared blankly, wanting to say something but not knowing how.

Is he telling me that he has stayed in the Xihai Kingdom as if he was self-tortured all these years, and besides practicing all day long, he also fights with monks from three continents, just to not remind himself of the shame of that day?

Or tell me what is in your heart...

She didn't know and couldn't tell.

She only felt that there was unspeakable complexity and unspeakable grievance in her heart.

Silence has become the best defense.

Seeing Qin Lingxiao's silence, the other party seemed to realize something, and the smile on his face became slightly stiff.

"Ahem...that..."

An awkward atmosphere quietly spread between the two.

at this time.

"Dad, this is Senior Qin Lingxiao, she is the princess of the Qin family... Huh? Dad, do you know Senior Qin too?"

Wang Yian's joyful voice interrupted the awkwardness between the two.

"Ahem..."

Wang Hao coughed twice.

Qin Lingxiao's eyes moved slightly and avoided the other party.

Wang Yian glanced at Wang Yan suspiciously, and then looked at Qin Lingxiao slightly doubtfully.

He vaguely felt that something was not right in the atmosphere.

But he didn't think too much and said eagerly:

"Dad, it was Senior Qin who saved me just now. Don't forget to thank Senior Qin."

At the same time, in order to take care of Senior Qin’s emotions, he sent a message to Wang Yan:

"Dad, it is said that this Senior Qin was dumped before. Do you know who it is? When I am more interested in it in the future, I will teach him a lesson for Senior Qin!"

Wang Yan: "..."

Resisting the urge to teach someone a lesson on the spot, he whispered:

"I know... I'll wait until I get back."

"By the way, Dad, Uncle Dafu is still inside! Go and ask Guard Shen for help..."

Wang Yian said quickly.

"I know."

Wang Hao interrupted Wang Yian's words, avoided Qin Lingxiao's eyes, and said seriously:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, Yi An, please leave this area quickly. The war has begun and it is very dangerous here."

Wang Yian couldn't help but be stunned:

"Dad, aren't you leaving?"

Qin Lingxiao also felt a chill in his heart. Regardless of his inner emotions, he subconsciously looked at Wang Ba.

Wang Hao shook his head slightly and said solemnly:

"As the chief director of the Diwu Palace, I enjoy the support of the sect. How can I retreat when the enemy is facing us?"

Wang Yian looked at Wang Yan in surprise, as if he was meeting him for the first time.

"Dad, you were never like this before. Mom said you should be careful..."

Wang Yan couldn't help but his face darkened.

Resisting the urge to beat him up, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Things are different!"

The corners of Qin Lingxiao's mouth curled up slightly under the gauze.

He just sipped it again quickly.

Wang Yian still frowned and said:

"Dad, you are only in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. It's better not to show off. Let's find a way to rescue Uncle Dafu first and then leave quickly..."

When Wang Bao heard this, he stopped talking to Wang Yian and just whispered to Qin Lingxiao:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, please leave quickly. Don't stay here any longer."

Qin Lingxiao glanced at Wang Hao and finally said coldly:

"It's none of your business."

Wang Ba looked startled, then said silently:

"It was Wang who did something wrong at the beginning, but the time is not right now. After this battle is over, I will go to Jindu in person to apologize."

Wang Yian on the side: "???"

He looked back and forth between Wang Hao and Qin Lingxiao, feeling the weird atmosphere between the two, and couldn't help but have an incredible thought in his heart.

But as soon as this idea popped into his mind, he rejected it immediately!

How can this be!

How could senior Qin, who is like a fairy, be with his father, a chicken farmer...

There was a huge roar in the distance!

All three of them couldn't help but look towards the sea in the distance.

But in the sky in the distance, a huge black crack suddenly opened, with sword energy crisscrossing it, and scales and claws flashing away!

"Haha! Xumi, you are nothing more than that!"

An unruly sound came from the crack.

"Master has already started fighting?!"

Wang Yi'an said in surprise.

Wang Ba's expression darkened, then he looked at the two of them and said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, Yi An, please leave quickly."

"Dad, you..."

Wang Yian still wanted to speak.

Wang Ba patted him lightly on the shoulder:

"Don't worry me."

As he spoke, his eyes swept over the pockmarked old man beside him who dared not speak.

Wang Yian was slightly startled.

Inexplicably, I heard the solemnity in Wang Yan's tone.

Wang Ba didn't wait for Wang Yian and Qin Lingxiao to reply.

He lowered his head and said hello:

"Stop playing, let's go!"

below.

When the demon ape heard Wang Ba's voice, a flash of violence suddenly flashed in his eyes!

Then the six arms suddenly grabbed the already bare sea anemone and tore it apart in six directions!

The anemone was torn apart instantly!

The worms froze upright, and then fell down one after another, turning into traces of rancid water.

A dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky!

Rain of blood!

Wang Yian looked at this scene in surprise.

Qin Lingxiao couldn't help but look at the Demon Ape with a solemn expression:

"It's that ape... much more powerful than before!"

"I'm afraid it's slightly stronger than the average mid-stage Nascent Soul!"

The demon ape tore apart the sea anemones, grabbed them all with six arms, and then jumped into the air with a light leap.

Wang Ba raised his hand, and the body of Haikui was put away by him.

The demon ape's three heads and six arms quickly retracted, revealing the true form of the Wu Ape King.

It fell on Wang Ba's shoulder.

And a golden shuttle immediately emerged from Wang Ba's sleeve, quickly carrying Wang Ba and flying towards the junction of sea and land.

Qin Lingxiao and Wang Yian couldn't help but look in Wang Ba's direction.

There, the inky black water and the blue water waves collided together, and countless monks from three continents swarmed in.

The Dajin monks, whose number was relatively smaller but whose aura was more vigorous, formed a large formation, like an insurmountable wall, blocking all the inky black water, the ferocious beasts and the Three Continent monks in it!

Shen Ying, the southern guard of the Xihai Kingdom who was dressed in a wide robe, stood on the blue waves with his hands behind his hands, his eyes were deep and unafraid.

Opposite him, figures of five monks or barbarians stared at him solemnly, with even a trace of imperceptible fear in their eyes.

In the dark sea water, the Cang Yuan dragon whale flapped its fins, causing huge waves.

Every wave made the 'wall' surrounded by Dajin monks shake.

There was a golden elixir monk who couldn't dodge and was instantly smashed into a sieve by the waves!

Both body and soul are destroyed!

The surrounding monks had to try their best to dodge while responding to the attack of the Sanzhou monks.

Even several late-stage Nascent Soul monks avoided him with solemn expressions.

The Sanzhou monks also rode the waves and attacked, dividing and surrounding the Dajin monks who had been broken up.

Soon, the entire battlefield quickly spread to all directions.

The monks of the Jin Dynasty had to fight on their own, while facing the joint siege of monks from three continents, the tremendous power of the dragon whale, and various ferocious beasts lurking in the sea.

Wang Ba arrived quickly on the shuttle.

His eyes scanned quickly.

Without any hesitation, a third-level top-quality knife appeared in his hand.

Immediately there were black dragon-like black dragon Taoist soldiers circling around his body.

Raging mana poured into it.

Immediately, the aura on his body rose rapidly.

The late stage of the golden elixir, the perfect golden elixir...the middle stage of Nascent Soul! !

A colorless sword light instantly formed above the knife.

And in the light of the sword, there are five colors faintly flowing, and there seems to be electric light flashing, and the wind is whirling.

Sigh!

A sharp and shrill whistle suddenly sounded!

The sword was slightly raised, and then a sword beam of more than 1,500 feet burst out from the sword, slashing down a fourth-level ferocious beast that was in a fierce battle with the Dajin Nascent Soul monk.

call out!

The fourth-level monster with the head of a dog and the body of a fish was instantly chopped into two pieces.

Along the way, all the Sanzhou monks and ferocious beasts that stood in front of him would be injured if they were rubbed, and they would die if they touched them.

The area where the sword light fell was instantly quiet!

After a brief silence.

Above the sky, two dark clouds quickly gathered.

The rain of blood overlaps like a weave!

At the outermost edge of the battlefield, the pockmarked old man's eyes widened when he saw this scene.

Wang Yian also stared blankly.

He felt that something happened today, like a dream, which was constantly impacting all his previous understanding of his father.

"That knife before was really my father's handiwork!"

"But... the fourth-level ferocious beast and a Nascent Soul from Tu Bizhou died in my father's hands?!"

"Is this really my biological father?!"

"Isn't he a talented person? Obviously he, he even raises chickens!"

He still couldn't believe it.

In his memory, apart from being in seclusion, his father lived in Wanfa Peak, raising chickens, turtles and various spiritual beasts.

Or make chicken into spiritual food.

People around me say that my father's position is very high within the clan.

He said he was the right protector of the Diwu Palace, and after a while he said he was the chief director.

It sounds amazing.

But in the few memories he had from childhood, his father seemed to have been doing these boring chores.

Far from being as transcendent as Master, he is as if he is a banished immortal in the sky.

He even sometimes felt that although my mother was very fierce, my father was really not worthy of her.

But the scene he saw in front of him seemed to tell him something.

This father, whom he has always not recognized very much, is far from being as simple and ordinary as he imagined.

He couldn't help but glance at Qin Lingxiao quietly.

But he saw that the other party was staring at his father's figure in the distance, completely forgetting himself.

That look was very much like the way a mother looks at her father.

At this moment, Wang Yian's scalp felt numb!

My whole head is buzzing!

He finally confirmed his guess, and the shock in his heart at this moment was simply beyond words.

"Oh My God!"

"My father is actually the one who abandoned Senior Qin!"

"He actually... Oh my god!"

"What did Senior Qin think... No, how did my father do it?!"

"Wait a minute! I just told dad that I was going to teach the man who abandoned Senior Qin..."

Wang Yian's face turned pale instantly.

But soon another thought came to mind:

"Then what should I call Senior Qin? Aunt? Er Niang? My mother must be the first wife, but Senior Qin is so good-looking, it is really unfair to be the side wife."

For a moment, I even had the urge to go back and persuade my mother to give up her position as the main wife.

Fortunately, he finally remembered that he was my mother's biological son.

I felt a little regretful.

"If dad really finds Senior Qin, he will really feel sorry for my mother for having paid so much for him... He is still a man."

"What a pity."

Wang Yi'an sighed secretly.

On the side, Qin Lingxiao didn't care about Wang Yian's thoughts at all.

His eyes were fixed on the familiar figure in the distance, but he didn't seem surprised when he saw the opponent's sword fell and killed a fourth-level ferocious beast and a Nascent Soul cultivator.

But there is a bitterness in his eyes:

"I have sacrificed my life here for so long and spent so much of my family's resources... but I still can't compare to him?"

"Grandpa said that I am a genius that our Qin family can only produce once in hundreds or even thousands of years, so who does that mean to me?"

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart.

But soon, Qin Lingxiao's expression condensed slightly as he noticed the rapid expansion of the battlefield.

A Yuanying monk who seemed to be from the Qin family noticed Qin Lingxiao's presence and quickly shouted:

"Princess Princess, get out of here quickly!"

Although most of the people on the battlefield here are Jindan monks, Qin Lingxiao is a direct descendant of the Qin family and is expected to become a god. Naturally, he cannot be allowed to participate in such a chaotic battle.

Qin Lingxiao glanced at Wang Hao, hesitated for a moment, and finally waved his sleeves, and the white dragon swam out quickly.

"Come up!"

Qin Lingxiao fell up and shouted lowly.

Wang Yian did not dare to delay and quickly took the pockmarked old man with him.

The white dragon then quickly flew towards the outside of the battlefield.

Seeing that Qin Lingxiao's eyes were still staring in the direction of his father, he still didn't look back.

Wang Yian's face was tangled, as if he had an extremely important question in his heart.

In the end, he couldn't hold it back and asked in a low voice:

"Senior Qin, can I ask you a question?"

Qin Lingxiao was interrupted by Wang Yian and finally came to his senses, with a trace of imperceptible panic flashing in his eyes.

However, she quickly calmed down and asked in a deliberately indifferent tone:

"What's the matter?"

There was a trace of curiosity in Wang Yian's eyes that could not be concealed:

"Um...do I have a younger brother or younger sister?"

Qin Lingxiao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up, and his face froze involuntarily. (End of chapter)