Jiang Zu

"This coffin magic weapon is not bad!"

Jiang Hua casually recruited Wuzhu's coffin magic weapon.

The magic weapon of the coffin became smaller with the wind, falling on Jiang Hua's palm like a brick.

"Hua Shen Taoist's legacy is really rich."

Jiang Hua explored for a while, and couldn't help admiring.

Killing and seizing treasures is really a way to make a fortune.

"Xia Shun, haven't you always wanted a magic weapon? This coffin magic weapon is called Qiankun Town Corpse Coffin. It integrates offense and defense, and has an independent space for Qiankun. It's really good!"

Jiang Hua weighed the coffin brick in his hand and said.

"Uh, I don't need it anymore, I already have a branch of the world tree that is better than thousands of magic weapons."

Jiang Xiashun shook his head and refused.

"Yeah ah!"

The thunder disaster in the sky became more violent, and the giant baby zombie was awakened by the pain, and its body was scorched black. Obviously, the speed of recovery of new flesh was not as fast as that of destruction.

Of course, being able to wake up from the pain means that the heart disaster of the giant baby zombie has passed in advance.

"hungry……"

The giant baby zombie opened its mouth and sucked in, and countless refined corpses flew into its mouth, becoming nourishment.

In just a few breaths, the corpse-refining army that had no master to control it was completely eaten up by Houtu.

The body of the giant baby zombie soared to a height of hundreds of feet, and Jieyun was under its armpits.

"Baby hurts!"

While screaming in pain, the giant baby zombie beat Jieyun with its teeth and claws.

"Good guy, this is the supernatural power of the physical body that can only be comprehended by the power of the second level of Xiantai, the size is as you wish!"

Jiang Hua was also amazed by the talent of the giant baby zombie, who had only just entered the stage of transforming into a god, and he could challenge Da Neng with his physical body alone!

"Father, what is Ruyi big and small?"

Jiang Xiashun was also very curious about Da Neng's Sendai realm, so he hurriedly asked his old father.

Jiang Hua saw that the giant baby zombies went through a catastrophe and played the catastrophe clouds like cotton balls. Knowing that the three or nine days of catastrophe was over, he smiled and said: "The mighty build the immortal platform, and the first-level body of the immortal platform can break through the void. , no fear of space turbulence; the limit of the physical body of the second level of Xiantai has increased many times, but it can be as large as a thousand times, and as small as a dust particle, this is called size as you wish!"

"Such supernatural powers are worthy of being called a powerful person, so isn't this big and small wishful thinking the law of heaven and earth?"

Jiang Xiashun said enviously.

"Fatianxiangdi is the supernatural power that can be mastered by the third level of Xiantai. Don't be too ambitious. You should think about how to promote to the Confucianism before it's too late."

"Eyee! Eyee!"

From the pain at the beginning to the vigorous play of the giant baby zombie, the Jieyun was torn apart countless times.

Jieyun changed from the offensive side at the beginning to the forced defense, where he kept reorganizing, and then was dismantled and reorganized...

In the end, Jieyun's energy was exhausted, and it slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.

When the robbery cloud dissipated, the giant baby found something more interesting, and a thunder pond manifested from a higher place of the robbery cloud.

"Delicious! Delicious!"

The giant baby zombie directly moved to the big mouth and started drinking sea sucking!
"This is simply a precious body, with unlimited potential and unlimited energy. Even a special physique that is good at the physical body must bow its head and bow down!"

Jiang Hua stroked his beard, and smiled as he watched the giant infant zombie drink the Thunder Tribulation Liquid and spit out divine light from all the pores of his body.

"Eyee! Eyee!"

The thunder pool in the sky gradually faded and finally disappeared, and the giant baby zombie was beating its chest and feet in annoyance, obviously not enough!

call out!
The giant baby zombie concentrated its energy, and its hundreds of feet tall body shrank directly, and finally turned into a three-year-old child.

"Meet Master!"

The three-year-old child who turned into a giant baby zombie saluted in a dignified manner.

The giant baby zombie has entered the stage of transforming into a god, and the primordial spirit has been formed, and it is obvious that its spiritual wisdom has been greatly enlightened.

"They've all become big monks and their buttocks are bare, so they don't know the shame!"

Jiang Hua said jokingly.

Originally, Jiang Hua intended to exchange for a suitable spiritual clothing from the system mall as a gift for accepting disciples. He thought that the best defensive spiritual clothing was not as good as the physical defense of the giant baby zombie itself, so he gave up.

"Yes!"

The three-year-old child in front of him showed an embarrassed expression, and then turned into a red child's bellyband to cover his body.

"This Qiankun town corpse coffin will be used as a toy for you."

Jiang Hua casually threw the "brick" in his hand, thought about it seriously, and said, "I will give you a name for my teacher!"

The so-called gifting a child a thousand gold is not as good as teaching a child a skill, and teaching a child a skill is not as good as giving a son a good name.

If the name is not right, the words will not go well, and if the words don’t go well, nothing will happen!

The more Jiang Hua practices, the more he understands that the name contains energy and luck, conveying the mystery of heaven and earth.

Since ancient times, there has never been a saint named Goudan, Tiezhu, Cuihua.
In Jiang Hua's previous life, there was a local hooligan named Liu San in the country of Hua, who later got out of his career and understood the importance of luck, so he changed his name to Liu Bang, which meant to stabilize the country.

Even the word "Yu" of Yusheng, which seems to be a title of lower Liba people, actually contains the mystery of great wisdom and stupidity.

"Master, hurry up and name it!"

The toddler in front of him has already pulled Jiang Hua by the corner of his clothes and can't wait to know his name.

"Your life experience is bleak, your family and country perished in your infancy, and you became a zombie again. You don't know what to do. Now you have a new life, and your vengeance has been avenged. Don't live in the hatred and pain of the past. You must pursue the avenue of heaven and earth. Proof of Xiaoyao..."

Jiang Hua expressed his feelings and muttered words.

"Jiang Xiaoyao?"

Jiang Xiayu woke up in sedation, his mind was spinning quickly, and he interrupted directly.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoyao is good. But why is your surname Jiang?"

The toddler clapped his hands and asked why.

"Teacher for one day, father for life, and you don't know your parents, so naturally follow our surname Jiang!"

Jiang Xiayu was persuasive, with a teachable expression.

Snapped!
"Speaking for the father, do you need to intervene?"

Jiang Hua directly slapped Jiang Xiayu on the back of the head, blowing his beard and staring, and continued to scold him: "It's really not a son of man, and he has no manners. You should learn more about this from your second brother!"

[Ding, train your son, get merit +1]

Jiang Hua felt relieved after cursing, and silently filtered the system's annoying notification sound, otherwise he would not be annoyed to death by the system's "ding ding ding" if he cursed a few more words in the future.

"Father, I was wrong, but you, Jiang Xiaoyao, are really good. You can see that you are more educated than the second brother. The so-called long life, long-term vision, carefree and unrestrained, the word "Xiaoyao" has exhausted the true meaning of cultivating immortals!"

Jiang Xiayu clutched the back of his head, and quickly turned around to flatter him.

Jiang Hua said directly: "Who told you to call Jiang Xiaoyao?"

Jiang Xiayu swallowed all the follow-up compliments he was holding back in an instant, and his embarrassment turned into a flushed face.

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Xiashun couldn't hold back the smile in his heart any longer, and laughed outright.

"Shut up too!"

Jiang Hua scolded Jiang Xiashun as well, stopped the farce of the two old boys, and then said seriously to the child in front of him: "From now on, you will be called Wu Wushang!"

Taking Wu as the surname means not forgetting the origin and the country of Wu Shen.

Not remembering hatred does not mean forgetting the past and forgetting one's own roots.

"Shang" means withering, death, and premature death.

Wushang means no sadness and healthy growth.

"Wu Wushang, don't remember the sorrows of the past, be carefree, and have no sorrows in the future."

Jiang Hua looked at the child at the bottom of his trousers, stroked his forehead and said.