Regulation starts at night

Chapter 177 I want to ask if I'm not there every day

Although most of the brothers and sisters in Mogan Mountain were also raised by Wang Shusheng, Mo Shanshan knew very well that if he counted them all, he might not be able to compare with Tang Ning in Wang Shusheng's heart.Of course, favoritism is always irrational, and although it may make people feel a little uncomfortable, it doesn't change that fact.

In the territory of Dahe Country, a crimson figure was soaring through the mountains and mountains. As a relatively well-known creature in this world, many people in that crimson color could be regarded as thunderous.After all, as a bird on the second floor of the academy, apart from its own powerful strength comparable to that of the Seven Realms, its affiliation is the beginning of its fame.

The battle more than ten years ago that has been written into the annals of history has long been destined that the academy will become the highest and unattainable mountain in the whole world, and on that mountain, Mr. Fourth of the Academy is undoubtedly another peak.As Tangning's 'pet', Zhizhi was naturally heard of by the world.

Three years ago, someone rumored that there was a cloud of fire spreading over the South China Sea, which shocked the whole world for a while.As the most powerful country in this world, Datang bears the brunt of the task of investigating.After the investigation, Datang Guang issued an inscription, confirming that the spreading of the fire cloud was caused by Zhizhi, and people all over the world became more aware of Zhizhi as a pet.

Just like the world knows about the academy and the four masters of the academy, although Zhizhi is widely known, few people have seen it. Therefore, even if it is making a lot of noise at this moment, no one has seen it. know.

The huge red-golden eyes looked down at the mountains, rivers and mountains, and many people were full of shock. The sharp sword-like beak opened and closed slightly, and the bright and clear chirping sounds echoed in the open world until The huge figure disappeared, but the cry was still persistent.

It seemed that the cry had the power to tear apart souls, so many people covered their ears and knelt down and screamed in pain. After a long time, when the cry gradually disappeared, these people all left in a hurry.They left as hurriedly as they had come.

Zhizhi, who had already arrived near Mogan Mountain, slowed down, his huge wings were covered with crimson feathers, these feathers swayed slightly in the wind, like a burning flame.At the foot of Mount Mogan, the disciples guarding the mountain gate naturally saw the approach of this huge monster, but they were not afraid of it.

On the contrary, the young and caring women all cheered when they saw Zhizhi.

Zhizhi landed on the ground, the thick bird claws easily submerged into the rocks, a pair of wings fluttering in the wind, after a couple of sudden flaps, a gust of wind was generated, and after shaking the wings, it sang softly With a sound, the huge bird head looked back.

On Zhizhi's back, a little man yawned, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and then stepped on the air with his feet, slowly descending the ground as if descending a ladder.

The villain's inadequacy is high enough, and that chubby little face seems to be full of dissatisfaction like being disturbed from a dream.

However, his dissatisfaction was soon overwhelmed by a group of disciples from Mochiyuan Yingyingyanyan. That small figure was surrounded by ten female disciples. Under the warm hands, the villain struggled to show a smile .

Just like that, a group of female disciples surrounded the villain, followed by Zhizhi, a huge monster, and walked towards Mochi Garden.

After a while, the villain seemed to be unable to bear the enthusiasm of the girls any longer, and looked towards Zhizhi.The latter understood the villain's eyes asking for help, but it was helpless, so he narrowed his eyes slightly, pretending not to see.

Seeing this, the villain could only shake his head indignantly, besides lamenting that meeting a bird is not kind, he could only allow a pair of big hands to caress wantonly on his head.

In the side hall of the back mountain of Mochi Garden, the villain said with great dissatisfaction: "Zhi Zhi, you are so disrespectful, how could you just throw me at the mountain gate like this? Didn't you agree to fly directly to Grandpa? "

Zhizhi closed his eyes, and the whole bird stood there motionless like a sculpture.Seeing this, the villain spat shamelessly, put away the displeasure on his face, and asked.

"Zhizhi, who were those people before?"

Zhizhi chirped softly, and then the villain fell into silence, saying no more.After all, those people are just ordinary practitioners, perhaps they are full of curiosity about Zhizhi, so they get close to this person.As for whether it would be dangerous, the villain smiled, and then looked at the old man who was slowly walking into the lobby.

At this time, Wang Lang is no longer the high-spirited book sage 20 years ago.His back is bent, his face is wrinkled, his long silver hair is messy, his eyes that should be full of energy are also slightly gray, his pure white clothes are still stained with some ink stains, his thin body , walking a little wobbly, and the whole person looked a little sluggish.

Wang Lang looked up at the villain, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and then he walked towards the villain.However, perhaps the strides were a bit too big, which made his footsteps weak, and he staggered a few times, until Zhi Zhi came to his side, and the huge wings spread out to support Wang Lang.

Wang Lang seemed to be feeling a little uncomfortable, and after standing firmly on his feet, he pushed away the creaking wings.After taking a deep breath, he pulled himself together, and then said in a deep voice, "Xiao An, grandpa is really old."

Seeing the dry smile on the old man's face, Tang An was silent for a moment, then came to Wang Lang, stretched out his arms and hugged the old man's waist, and said like a child, "Grandpa is not old."

Wang Lang smiled, stretched out his hand and stroked Tang An's head, and said with a little nostalgia: "You are very similar to your father. In order to make grandpa happy, you don't hesitate to pretend to be a child."

Tang An was silent, his arms hugging Wang Lang were a little stiff, he raised his head to look at Wang Lang, and said curiously, "Grandpa, what kind of person is my father?"

Wang Lang hugged Tang An, intending to pick him up, but his frail body was no longer strong enough to support him to complete this simple movement.

He is old, old and dying.

In fact, as a practitioner, Wang Lang's age is over a hundred years old, and as a talisman master, this is already a representative of longevity.

If it weren't for the battle that changed the world 16 years ago, if it weren't for the rewards he received after changing the world, he might have already died in peace.

When dealing with life and death, Wang Lang is naturally very open-minded. A person lives for a lifetime, and there will always be a day when it ends.

If it is not a practitioner who has entered the eighth realm, everyone will die, but sooner or later.

Therefore, he was not afraid of death, what he was afraid of was that he would never see Tangning come back!

Tang An obviously also knew what Wang Lang was thinking. Although he was only six years old, he was born with extraordinary intelligence.

No matter what it is, he can easily comprehend it just by looking at it.Many six-year-old children have not yet learned how to count, but he has already learned all the classics in the old library of the academy.

Tang An's talent is so strong that even the master can't help but be amazed by it.Apart from the six arts of a gentleman, Tang An's strongest talent is his cultivation talent!Perhaps because of his childishness, if he meets a practitioner he doesn't know, he will never believe that the boy with baby fat in front of him is already a top-ranked practitioner of the Six Realms.

And this is also the biggest reason why the Academy and Mo Shanshan are willing to let him come to Moganshan to pick up people. After all, the cultivation system in this world has long been recast, except for those who have already embarked on cultivation, everyone is cultivating the power of heaven and earth.

In the past 16 years, Tang An is undoubtedly the No. 1 newcomer to the cultivation path.

As a spiritual beast comparable to a practitioner of the seventh realm, Zhizhi's following is the foundation of the academy's real peace of mind.Of course, since the Great War that year, this place is no longer so dangerous for practitioners.

Except for the occasional frictions between the major countries on the mainland, the four major cultivation forces headed by Ye Su, Dao Shi, Liu Bai, and Master have all disappeared from the world.The friction between several countries is trivial after all. Except for a very small number of practitioners, the vast majority of the army is still composed of ordinary people.

Even if it is as strong as Datang, it is impossible to build an army full of practitioners.In this situation, Tang An and Zhi Zhi would not be in any danger.

It was because Tang An was mature and intelligent enough that he didn't make a sound.After all, he understood that grandpa was missing his father, and even though he didn't have much affection for this father who had never been masked, he didn't feel disgusted.

On the contrary, because he is familiar with the classics of the old library, he has a deep understanding of his father's excellence.

That's why, like a grandfather, he has been waiting for the scene when the father and son meet.

"Grandpa, shall we set off? The master uncle said that grandpa has been feeling unwell recently, so we should leave earlier. When I return to the academy, I can ask Eleventh Master for help. Eleventh Master is very powerful, and he will definitely help Grandpa recuperate. "

Wang Lang woke up from his thoughts, and after a knowing smile, he took Tang An's hand and said softly, "Okay."

After a while, Wang Lang and Wang Lang spread their wings along with Zhi Zhi, and disappeared into the air.Wang Lang looked towards Moganshan, and tears welled up in his slightly dry eyes.Tang An didn't say a word, he didn't make a sound to comfort him, but with a wave of his right hand, a burst of Yuan force exploded in the air, and immediately turned into a huge bubble, enveloping the two of them.

Wang Lang couldn't feel the coldness. He glanced at Tang An who was also hidden in the bubble, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

In order to take care of the old man's feelings, Tang An was naturally cautious. For example, he was clearly not afraid of the cold, but he still didn't put himself out of the bubble.After all, he didn't want Wang Lang to feel that he was old.

"Xiao An, your father has been away for so long, have you ever hated him?"

After a lengthy silence, Wang Lang asked slightly.Hearing this, Tang An subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to veto, but his mouth was already open, but no sound came out.

Seeing this, Wang Lang patted Tang An's shoulder, then looked somewhere, and asked, "Do you know where that is?"

Tang An nodded, and Wang Lang continued: "Of course you know something about those things from the history books, but there are not enough records in the history books. In order to cut off the monitoring of Tianshu, he was forced to stab the sky with a sword."

Tang An has actually heard this story before. After all, he and Zhizhi can communicate, and Zhizhi told him about it long ago, but Tang An still asked expectantly: "And then?"

"That sword cut off the monitoring of Tianshu, and also cut off the Goddess' monitoring of him. As Haotian, she is undoubtedly powerful, how can she endure other people's provocations, that's it, after she fights back, the current Buddha This is how the Holy Land was formed. Zhi Zhi is the only living creature in that Holy Land that survived the wrath of the sky."

Tang An said, "Is he really that powerful?"

"Yes, your father is the most powerful person in the world."

"What about the master?"

"Master, master, master is not as good as him."

Looking at Wang Lang, who was proud and much better than before, Tang An couldn't help but smile.It's just that, according to what he thinks, and what is recorded in the book, his father is not the strongest.

He knew that 16 years ago, after he brought the goddess into the tomb, he disappeared, and the goddess who walked with him was the most powerful person in this world.His father, at most, came third.

'It's just that Tangning is grandpa's adopted son after all. He is so proud, which proves that he is good enough. '

On the other side, the master, who was leisurely in front of the Tongtian Peak Jueyi Building, glanced in the direction of Mochi Garden angrily.

Speaking of this, Wang Shusheng felt even more yearning in his heart. He raised his head and wanted to ask, but he knew very well that the sky here had long since disappeared.

She left with him for 16 years.

PS: That’s all for tonight, I’m in a bad state, and my thoughts are intermittent and uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)