Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

The next day!

A buzzing sound resounded throughout the huge Ping'an Immortal City.

The void shook!

Ripples were stirred up!

A strong wind was surging!

The spiritual energy in this secret realm also began to stir!

Seeing this scene!

Some Cheng family immortal cultivators who had not slept all night, waiting for the ancestor to preach, were shocked.

"What's going on?

Why is there a sudden sign of disorder in the spiritual energy!"

"Have you forgotten why we have been waiting all night?"

"You mean..."

"Yes!

Such a big commotion must be the ancestor's action!"

"Really!

Then should the ancestor show up and start preaching?"

"It should be like this!

But the younger generation like us dare not guess what the ancestor is thinking.

Let's wait and see!"

"That's right!

But the ancestor's preaching is an extraordinary opportunity!

I have to go back quickly and bring my kid here!

Don't miss this opportunity!"

"There's no need to do this!

Your kid is only six or seven years old , don't bump into the ancestor when he is preaching!"

"Don't worry!

It's a small matter!

Just let my kid only wear the ears, and seal the hands and feet first.

There will be no mistakes!"

"You are still thoughtful, brother!"

"That's right!

If the ancestor's preaching is not of great benefit to cultivators like us, I don't want to bring my family's idiot to such occasions!"

"Okay!

Then you go and come back quickly, so as not to delay the time!"

"Thank you, sixth brother, wait here for a while!"

"····"

Just then···

A thousand-foot golden light suddenly sprinkled down from the sky, rendering this piece of heaven and earth into a golden dream world.

Looking into the eyes···

I saw a slender figure standing in the thousand-foot golden light.

If this is not Cheng Buzheng, who else could it be!

Cheng Buzheng, standing on the sky, pointed his finger!

The spiritual energy in this secret realm was like a rolling wave, rushing in from all directions.

At the same time, boundless white clouds also gathered!

Soon!

A thick and layered sea of ​​clouds appeared above Ping'an City.

As the spiritual energy merged...

The sea of ​​clouds became more textured and had an inexplicable sense of heaviness.

Then, a cloud ladder fell from the boundless sea of ​​clouds, which looked like a galaxy pouring down from afar, which was very spectacular.

Seeing this scene!

Cheng Ping'an, who had just walked out of the courtyard, was about to take off and fly towards the hanging cloud ladder...

Suddenly, his movements paused!

Then he took out a few sound transmission notes, and his mouth moved slightly.

After doing these movements, he turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky, shooting away.

After a while!

The Jindan cultivators who received Cheng Ping'an's sound transmission notes did not dare to neglect it, and walked out of their own courtyards and flew towards the cloud ladder in the sky.

At the same time!

In Ping'an Xiancheng, a scream came from a small courtyard.

"Father, what are you doing?

Why can't my hands and feet move!"

"Mother, please save me!"

"..."

Soon!

The naughty boy, who looked about seven or eight years old, opened his mouth, but no sound came out, and looked at the young man in front of him in horror.

However, the young monk looked at his masterpiece with a proud face.

Then!

His eyes fell on the female cultivator beside him.

"Wife!

What do you think of my husband's craftsmanship?

Not only did Ming'er's meridians not suffer any damage, but his hands and feet were not stiff!"

"Really?" The female cultivator said worriedly:

"Let me check it out!"

At this moment, the gentle young woman, as if she didn't notice her son's frightened eyes, immediately squatted down and began to check.

A little while!

The young woman nodded to her husband with satisfaction.

"Good!"

The young man, who was praised by his wife, was even more happy.

If you ignore the terrified look on the face of the naughty boy, this must be a picture of a happy family.

Then, the young woman looked at her husband, as if she had thought of something, and said:

"Let's go!

Don't waste time!"

"Yes!"

Then.

The couple each took the naughty boy's hand and walked out of the courtyard.

At the same time.

In a courtyard not far from this courtyard, a scene of chaos was taking place.

I saw a petite figure running around in the courtyard, leaving a trail of afterimages.

Afterwards, a handsome young man was chasing after her!

"Chun'er, stop!

Father has something to tell you!"

As soon as the words fell, a childish voice came!

"No!"

"You stop first, then I will!"

"If you don't stop, I will never stop!"

"You bastard, don't you even listen to your father's words!"

The young monk said angrily.

"Lulu! Lulu!!"

"I won't listen, if you have the guts, catch up with me!"

"Little bastard, I must peel off your skin today!

Don't let me catch up with you if you dare!"

The voice was not finished.

The young monk turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards the petite figure.

But!

If the young monk was a storm, the petite figure was like a breeze.

Although it was not as powerful as a storm, it had a kind of gentle breeze, neither hurried nor slow, and elegant.

So much so!

The young monk chased for a long time, but did not touch the corner of the petite figure's clothes.

Seeing this, the young monk said helplessly:

"Okay! Father will not chase!

You stop first!"

"Really?"

"Of course!"

"Can father still lie to you?"

"Don't come on!

Have you lied to me few times?

How about we count it, last time you promised to bring a flying magic weapon, did you bring it?"

"And, the last time, you promised..."

"In short, if you don't stop, I will definitely not stop!"

"Okay!

Look back, your husband really didn't chase you anymore!"

The young monk paused and stopped where he was.

The afterimage in the courtyard also disappeared.

At this time, noticing the old father's movements behind him, the petite figure also stopped panting.

"Why are you running?" The young monk saw his son stop and slowly approached him.

As he walked, he said:

"How can your father harm you?"

Seeing this, the young boy hurriedly said:

"Wait!

Don't get close to me first!"

"If you have something to say, just say it!"

Looking at his good son, the young monk was both relieved and helpless.

Who knows how difficult it is for a father of a cultivation genius to discipline his son?

Not only is his cultivation level similar to his, they are both mid-stage Qi Refining monks.

But in terms of magic, especially the escape technique, he is far behind.

After sorting out the helpless emotions in his heart, the young monk showed a forced smile on his face.

"Isn't your father trying to get close to you?

Why are you still so defensive against your father!"

"Do you still have me as your father?"

"Hmph!" The little boy showed an old-fashioned look, rolled his eyes at his old father and said:

"Don't try that!

Every time you showed that hypocritical look in the past, this genius knew that it was definitely not a good thing!"

The tight little boy seemed to have thought of something, and quickly added:

"And don't try that to fool this genius!"

"After all, this genius is not a three-year-old child. Now I am six years old and an adult who goes to school!"

"Father knows!" The young monk agreed:

"So there is something I need to discuss with you!"

"What is it?"

As he said.

The naughty boy showed a hint of curiosity.

After all, in the past, everything at home was decided by his father, but this time he said he wanted to discuss it with him...

Isn't it because he thinks that this genius is already an adult?

In time!

It's time for him to be the head of this family.

Thinking of this, he imitated the actions of the elders in the clan when they were thinking. He put his hands behind his back, showed a solemn look on his little face, and said lightly:

"Tell me!

What's the matter?"

If it were an outsider, he might also be amused by this scene.

However!

As the child's father, the young man didn't find it funny at all.

Similarly!

Seeing his son's appearance, he wanted to slap his little butt hard.

Too infuriating!

Is this the attitude to talk to a father?

If an outsider saw it, he might think that the younger generation was reporting to the elders!

However, the speed of the escape method was not as fast as others, so he could only hold it in his heart for the time being.

"You also know that the ancestor will give a sermon today, right?"

"Yes!" The naughty boy nodded and said:

"This matter is clear to me!"

"So?"

Seeing his son's appearance, the young monk became even more angry.

I am the father!

He is my son!

He is my biological son!

Don't be angry!

Don't be angry...

The young man, who was suppressing his anger, continued to speak kindly:

"So when you go to listen to the sermon today, you must promise your father not to make a fuss, okay!"

"Dad, I'll make it clear to you again, I'm not a three-year-old child!

I'm an adult!

Besides, do you need to tell me about this!"

The naughty boy rolled his eyes and said speechlessly.

Seeing this, the young man couldn't help but complain in his heart:

"You are an adult!

Adult, is there anything wrong with a child like you?"

However, of course, this can't be said directly, otherwise this bastard will be furious.

Therefore!

He had to persuade him:

"Father, isn't this worrying?

How about this!

I'll seal your hands and feet first,"

"After the sermon, your father will unseal you!

Afterwards, how about your father giving you a flying magic weapon?"

As soon as this was said.

The naughty boy was instantly unhappy, looking at his father with wide eyes.

"Dad, you are treating me like a child!

How can I face my parents in the future!"

Suddenly!

The young monk smiled coldly, and immediately changed his face, saying coldly:

"You can agree to this matter today or not!

But I must put a set of seals on you."

Seeing his father walking over slowly, the naughty boy did not hesitate and immediately mobilized the magic power in his dantian.

The next moment!

He fell to the ground.

His short legs moved back again and again.

His little face was full of panic as he looked at the pacing father.

"You are not human!

He actually drugged your own son. "

"snort!"

"Not a human?

Today, as a father, I will let you bastard know that the human heart is sinister. "

Said.

The young monk took off the naughty boy's pants, revealing his white and tender butt!

A heavy slap followed!

"Crack!"

"Ouch! It hurts, it hurts!!"

"Now that I know it hurts, I'm still pretending to be big in front of you!

Today I will let you know how terrifying the majesty of fatherhood is! ! "

"Pah! Pah!"

"Is that wrong?"

"without!

You plot against this genius, and when this genius arrives, I will let you taste the taste of being spanked today!

And in front of the whole family and fellow villagers..."

"Return to my parents and fellow villagers?

See what you can do! "

"I must teach you a lesson today, you bastard!"

"Repay the original genius!

I think you have too many good days! "

"Crack!!!"

“Woooo!!

Daddy, daddy, the child is wrong.

Just spare the child this time! "

"snort!

Now I know I was wrong!

Tell you! It's too late! "

"Papa..."

After a long time.

The young monk with a refreshed face held a small hand, but the owner of the small hand acted extremely stiffly.

The funniest thing is...

There was a hint of lifelessness in the child's big black and white eyes.

Although there are not many such scenes in the entire Ping An Immortal City, there are still many.

It wasn't until the child walking on the road saw other friends looking like this that he felt better.

Not long!

Many Cheng clan immortal monks in Ping An Immortal City gathered in front of the ladder hanging down from the sea of ​​clouds, but no one climbed up the ladder immediately.

Big eyes and small eyes, as if waiting for the first brave man to appear.

However, although they did not take any immediate action, they were not idle and started talking about it.

"Brother Six, you are knowledgeable!

Do you know what the ancestor meant by this? "

"I don't know!"

"A strong man like our ancestor has immeasurable magical power. We should wait for the elder Jindan to come!"

At this moment...

An exclamation came.

"Look, this ladder is soft, but it is quite tough and can carry a certain amount of weight!"

Said.

An undecided young man raised his feet and jumped onto the ladder.

See this scene.

Many descendants of the Cheng Clan's Immortal Clan who gathered under the ladder also stretched out their hands to touch it.

Sure enough!

It was exactly as the young man said.

"In that case!

Then I'll wait and see! "

"OK!

Go up and have a look!

At worst, it will cost some mana, and you can just control the magic weapon and come back when the time comes. "

“···”

Just when all the descendants of the Cheng Clan’s Immortal Clan echoed...

Cheng Pingan's familiar voice fell from the sky.

"What are you waiting for?

Come up soon. "

"Is it possible that we still need our ancestors to invite you juniors in person?"

"Yes! We're coming up right now!"

“···”

Then a group of juniors in the Qi refining stage boarded the ladder one by one.

From a distance, it looks like a group of ants climbing up.

The people of the Cheng Clan's Immortal Clan in the Foundation Establishment Stage are much more chic than the people in the Qi Lianjing Stage.

I saw streams of light gathering from all directions, and then shot upward along the ladder.

Fortunately, Cheng Buzheng didn’t place any restrictions...

otherwise.

One by one, these juniors in the foundation building stage will all be smashed to the ground in disgrace.

Not long after.

A group of members of the Cheng Clan’s Foundation Stage clan followed the direction of the ladder and landed on the sea of ​​clouds.

As soon as they saw it, they saw the figure on the futon in the front.

That was one of the few powerful people in the Jindan realm in the clan.

At this time, all of them were sitting cross-legged on the cotton-like white cloud futon.

See it!

These Foundation Establishment clan members did not say much and sat down behind them very consciously.

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