Data Cultivation System

The figure that came out was neither too fast nor slow, and seemed to be walking slowly, but the clear footsteps seemed to land on the apex of the person's heart, making the heart beat with the footsteps.

As the figure got closer, the sound of footsteps became clearer, and the beating of the heart became stronger and stronger, as if it would jump out of the chest at any moment. This feeling was very weird and uncomfortable, but it couldn't be shaken off.

Staring at the figures approaching, Zhuge Xiang, Lord Yin's master and servant, and the old man Longmu all had very dignified eyes. This mysterious visitor was powerful and unfathomable. Before he could clearly see his appearance, he was already defeated. one chip.

The old man Longmu, pinching Su Huayu's palm, couldn't help but slow down, making Su Huayu take a big breath greedily, but he was choked up in his throat and coughed painfully.

In a short while, this mysterious visitor finally appeared in front of everyone. The visitor was seven feet tall, wearing a black robe, but it was tattered, with fluffy hair, faintly drunken eyes could be seen faintly. With a wine gourd on his shoulders, a sighing beard, and a breath of decadence, he rushes towards his face. When this image comes out, it gives people the impression of a rotten alcoholic. This kind of rotten alcoholic, on the street, can always I saw so many.

However, looking at this scruffy man who came out, Su Huayu felt very familiar. She coughed, thought for a moment, and then her beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and she exclaimed in surprise, Father!?.

Father! ? This sloppy, decadent alcoholic is actually Su Huayu's father? Husband of the majestic Rakshasa City Lord! ?

Huh? Brother Qing Mingzi is actually Su Huayu's father? Zhuge Xiang was slightly taken aback when he heard Su Huayu's words.

That's right. This messy, decadent drunk who came out. not someone else. It was when Zhuge Xiang first reported to Mowu City's inner gate headquarters, Qing Mingzi who had met once, when he and Mo Wuyan were at Huamanlou and Huajiu, Zhuge Xiang even asked about Qing Mingzi As for senior brother, Zhuge Xiang didn't expect that he was Su Huayu's father.

Su Huayu's cry of surprise made the old man Longmu's face change in horror. Looking at Qing Mingzi in horror, he hastily let go of the palm on Su Huayu's neck, and exclaimed in shock: Yi Bufan!? You, why are you here? This, this is a complete misunderstanding, please listen to my explanation. ....

Qing Mingzi, also known as Yi Bufan, raised his head slightly, and could see through the fluffy and messy hair. The drunken eyes that were sleepy and cloudy suddenly burst out with two rays of light. An invisible wave emanated from his body.

Stared at by Qing Mingzi's eyes, the voice of the old man Longmu hastily explaining disappeared in an instant, and the whole person was like a drake whose neck was strangled. An incomparably frightened look.

In the eyes of the old man Longmu, there was a look of struggle, and then he was dumbfounded, and his eyes became dull, like a puppet controlled by a string.

Kneel down, the plain words spit out from Qing Mingzi's mouth, and said to the old man Longmu, there was nothing strange in the plain voice.

With a bang, although his face was full of struggles, the old man Longmu's eyes were dull, and he knelt down on the ground without any resistance. With a bang, two deep pits were exposed on the stone floor under his knees, dripping with blood, and his kneecaps They were all broken, but the old man Longmu didn't scream or even feel pain.

You're guilty, you deserve to die, Qing Mingzi's eyes suddenly burst out with an incomparably rich murderous aura, and his plain words carried an indescribably bloody aura.

After saying this, Qing Mingzi didn't look at the old man Longmu again, but his eyes fell on Su Huayu, his eyes were a bit complicated, he hesitated for a moment, but he didn't say anything, turned and left, his footsteps were still unhurried.

Wait, father, don't go, I have something to tell you... Struggling to get up hastily, Su Huayu rushed towards Qing Mingzi's leaving back, but although Qing Mingzi's footsteps seemed to be calm, But it disappeared after a while, and Su Huayu couldn't catch up even though she used her body skills to catch up.

I'm guilty, I deserve to die... the old man Longmu kowtowed suddenly to the stone floor, murmuring.

Dong dong dong, he knocked his head down, and there were bursts of explosions. The stone floor was smashed, and the blood was dripping, but the movement of the old man Longmu did not stop. It seemed that he could not feel the pain. In an instant, he knocked Until my brain burst and I fell to the ground, but my mouth was still chanting, I am guilty, I deserve to die...

This is the power of the God Transformation Stage!? Zhuge Xiang was shocked and murmured to himself when he saw the mighty and powerful old man Longmu just kneel on the ground and kowtow to death.

It’s not that Zhuge Xiang has never seen the power of spells before. Zhuge Xiang has also seen the battles of monks in the stage of transforming gods. Even Zhuge Xiang had a glimpse of the power of the Void Realm, but those were battles between monks of the same level. , although the power of the Earthquake that day was shocking, it was still too far away.

However, at this moment, the suppression of the cultivators at the stage of transforming spirits against the cultivators of the stage of refining qi really made Zhuge Xiang see the gap, and it really made Zhuge Xiang feel the power of the stage of transforming gods.

Refining Qi, Transforming God, Returning to the Void, the three major realms of cultivation, the gap between the small realms is so obvious, the gap in this big realm is indeed even more terrifying.

The old man Longmu, at any rate, is also a monk on the tenth level of the anti-pure state. He is only one step away from stepping into the level of the god-forming stage, but this last step is so close to the world. With the shot, his own consciousness was disintegrated, and he kowtowed to death.

In the stage of transforming gods, refining Qi and transforming gods, using divine thoughts to destroy the opponent's consciousness, this method is too overbearing...

During the qi refining period, what you cultivate is nothing more than energy, but the monks in the deity transformation period cultivate incomparably mysterious gods. Under the impact of divine thoughts, you can have extremely powerful martial arts and high-quality spells. Even if your aptitude is as high as the sky, you will collapse in an instant, like this old man Longmu, who kowtowed until his brains burst and died.

Looking at the back of Qing Mingzi leaving, and then looking at the old man Longmu, his brain was cracked and his bones were still cold, Zhuge Xiang's eyes were full of strong determination.

The stage of transforming gods, this is the stage of transforming gods. It seems that the speed of my cultivation should be accelerated. I can only reach the stage of transforming gods as soon as possible. I can survive the catastrophe, break free from the shackles of mortals, fly with imperial weapons, and soar through the nine heavens. A real monk is truly on the road of cultivation, stepping into the hall.

My Dongfang family, Dongfang Yan, may I ask your brother's name? When Zhuge Xiang was shocked by the power of the cultivator in the transformation stage, a soft voice sounded beside Zhuge Xiang. Turning his head, it was Yin Gongzi Dongfang Yan spoke.

If the soft voice appeared in a woman's mouth, it would naturally be pleasant to hear, but it happened to appear on this old man, which made Zhuge Xiang feel nondescript and a little disgusting.

However, the so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling face, Zhuge Xiang's expression remained unchanged, and he opened his mouth and replied: A disciple of the Asura Sect, Zhuge Xiang.

Brother Zhuge's strength is amazing, his aptitude is extraordinary, he comprehends the sword intent at such a young age, and with Tianxin Begonia in his hand, the road can be expected. Congratulations to Zhuge Xiang for obtaining such a treasure today. Yin Gongzi Dongfang Yan had a sincere smile on his face, Congratulations.

Oh? Zhuge Xiang frowned slightly, looking at Dongfang Yan's eyes, a little surprised, Listen to Brother Dongfang, it seems that Tianxin Begonia, you are not going to fight for it?.

It's just a Tianxin Begonia. Although it is a treasure, if you can get to know a young talent like Zhuge Xiang, what if you give it up? Besides, even if you make a move, I am not sure that I can successfully win it from Brother Zhuge.

Although the temperament is feminine, like a woman, Dongfang Yan's behavior can be regarded as aboveboard. He said frankly that he admitted that he could not succeed even if he made a move, and simply quit, which was regarded as the sincerity of getting acquainted with Zhuge Xiang.

Haha, I am also honored to be able to meet Brother Dongfang. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will have a few drinks with Brother Dongfang. Since the other party is willing to withdraw from the competition, Zhuge Xiang is naturally happy. It is not a bad thing to have such a friend in the back-to-basics realm.

I still have some trivial matters to deal with. Seeing that Zhuge Xiang also has a beautiful woman who needs to be comforted, I will leave here. If I come back someday, I will have a few drinks with brother Zhuge. Su Huayu in pain, Dongfang Yan smiled meaningfully, then turned and left.

Watching Dongfang Yan leave, Zhuge Xiang's mouth curled into a smile. This Dongfang Yan can be regarded as a magnanimous gentleman.

Turning his head, seeing Su Huayu's sad appearance, Zhuge Xiang secretly sighed, the identity of the young city lord of Raksha City seems to be noble, and her own character is also unruly and willful, but who would have thought that her family environment is so complicated .

Taking a few steps forward, Zhuge Xiang patted Su Huayu's shoulder to express his comfort. He wanted Zhuge Xiang to say a few comforting words, but Zhuge Xiang didn't have such tenderness.

Woooo... Zhuge Xiang patted her reassuringly. Su Huayu, who was in need of someone to comfort her at the moment, turned around and threw herself into Zhuge Xiang's arms, crying bitterly. Where could she see the slightest savage willfulness? She looks like an ordinary girl who needs to be loved by her family.

Why, since he will appear at this critical time, he obviously pays attention to me secretly, but why doesn't he want to see me, doesn't want to talk to me?, throwing herself into Zhuge Xiang's arms, Su Huayu cried out, I don't know whether to ask Zhuge Xiang, ask myself, or simply vent.

At this moment, the only thing Zhuge Xiang could do was to hug her gently, without saying a word, listening to Su Huayu's bitter cry, Zhuge Xiang couldn't help but think of his life experience in his heart.

Relatively speaking, Su Huayu is still happy, but she doesn't even know who her parents are, and the only clue to her life experience is a crooked, inferior silver medal with the words Zhuge Xiang written on it.

The old beggar who took in him took Zhuge Xiang as his name. As for the silver medal, the old beggar kept it all the time so that Zhuge Xiang could have a certificate of recognition with his parents, but when Zhuge Xiang was ten years old, the old beggar The beggar fell ill, and Zhuge Xiang sold the silver medal.

Let go of her!, just as Zhuge Xiang was immersed in his life experience, he shouted loudly, and suddenly rang out. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, novels are better and updated faster!