The Evil Imperial Monarch: Peerless Cthulhu-3601 Fuqingzhi

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However, this fuqingzhi just froze for a while, and was not too surprised, but respectfully saluted the black-robed man: "The junior has seen the senior..."

"I have seen seniors..."

Not only him, but also his wife, who is also quite polite.

"Sure enough, they look alike, they are indeed descendants of a floating dream."

The black robe man nodded in satisfaction, and with a swing of his right hand, he led the two into his cave.

The cave is not very big, and the furnishings inside are very simple, including some daily necessities, as well as several alchemy and pharmacies.

But the aura here is very rich, so rich that it is all inside, forming a small pit, and there is a lot of spiritual fluid accumulated in the pit.

The black-robed man asked the two to sit down, and gave them a bottle of spiritual liquid. After a while, he asked the subordinate, the one who stayed in his universe, to give some Good food comes out for them to eat.

In his universe, there are obviously not only a few people living in them, but at least there are millions of people who usually don't come out.

"The junior borrows senior's wine and toasts senior a glass."

Fu Qingzhi toasted a cup to the black-robed man. The black-robed man asked: "Unexpectedly, the old man still has a son and a daughter-in-law. This is a rare thing. How has he been for so many years? ……"

"Going back to seniors, my father, the immortal passed away a hundred years ago." Fu Qingzhi said with a bit of pain.

"What!"

The black-robed man looked startled, and sighed in a deep voice: "Unexpectedly, he would die too."

"My father mistakenly ate something a hundred years ago, which eventually led to the disappearance of the soul and the death of the immortal." Fu Qingzhi sighed.

"Eat by mistake? What?"

The black-robed man thought it was a little weird, that the old guy would even accidentally eat something and fall, which is too bloody.

Fuqing Zhi said: "It's a grass for transforming spirits."

"What!"

The black-robed man's pupils slightly opened: "Why did he eat the Spirit Herb by mistake? It is not difficult to recognize the Spirit Herb?"

"We don't know too well."

Fu Qingzhi sighed: "My father always said before he was alive that he wanted to die earlier and die earlier. It is too painful and lonely to live. Maybe he didn't eat by mistake."

"Unlikely."

The black-robed man shook his head and said: "He just bubbling verbally and likes to be wild, doesn't mean he really wants to die."

"Things will not be that simple. With the old guy's cultivation base, it is impossible for him to die from eating something by mistake. Even if he really swallows the Spiritualization Grass, he must be doing something else."

The black-robed man asked: "Didn't you check it?"

"I was only in my 30s when my father transformed the Tao a hundred years ago. At that time, although the elders of the clan were very skeptical and thought it was impossible, I checked for a long time, but I couldn't find anything."

Fuqing Zhining said: "All signs indicate that he should be poisoned, and the body is full of poisonous spots, and Yuanling has also been eroded by the poisonous gas."

"Hey, I never thought we would never see each other again."

The black-robed man sighed: "Your father and I can be said to be friends with each other. Although we have been playing and making trouble all my life, the relationship is still deep, and I know your intentions for coming here. "

"You want to get back what he left with me, right?" the black-robed man asked.

Fu Qingzhi and the two also nodded and said: "When my father was alive, he mentioned to the younger generation several times that you helped him to collect a few very important things. If he has an accident, let us come over. Take it from Manxue Mountain."

"Well, he did put a few things with me."

Of course the man in the black robe wouldn't rely on him. With a wave of his right hand, there were a few large boxes beside the stone table.

"There are so many?"

The two of Fu Qingzhi obviously didn't expect it.

These large boxes are quite big, and the largest of them is four or five meters high and looks like some heavy objects.

The black robe man flipped his right hand and took out five more golden paper charms.

"This is the seal of your clan. These five boxes have been sealed for thousands of years. My father and I have not been in contact with your father for thousands of years. I have not touched these boxes. I don’t know anything. You can bring it back and open it with a seal."

He was respectful to the two men, and the two of them quickly got up and bowed to the black-robed man: "I really appreciate your predecessor. We will never forget your great kindness to our whole family."

"Don't be so polite."

The black-robed man waved his hand, helped them up, and asked them to put away a few boxes.

He said to the two men: "I have known your father for a long time, not ten thousand years or twenty thousand years. Originally I thought he would have no offspring, but seeing you today, it seems that he wants to open up Up."

"Well, my father really did. He only wanted to open it two hundred years ago. He used to be alone, and he didn't even have a servant to serve him." Fu Qingzhi said.

"That's the credit of your mother..."

The man in the black robe seldom smiles, but he also asked curiously: "Who is your mother? She should be alive now, right?"

"Well, my mother has always been alive, but my mother's life experience is a bit embarrassing." Fu Qingzhi smiled awkwardly.

"Oh? Where do you start?" The black robe man frowned, a little displeased.

No matter what embarrassing life his mother has, her son can't tell it personally.

Fu Qingzhi sighed: "Senior, please don’t get me wrong. The younger generation naturally didn’t mean to insult the mother. It’s just that ordinary people might think that the father will marry a goddess, or a spiritual girl. People, she had never practiced before she met her father, and she didn’t even have a Qi-refining period."

"Oh? She is not a practitioner?"

This is a very rare thing. The old guy's cultivation base must have already entered the realm of the Great Demon God.

I even found a woman who can't practice practice as his wife.

"Well, my mother does not know how to practice. Normal humans have limited life expectancy, but my father took some pills for my mother. Even if my mother does not practice, she should be able to live for thousands of years."

Fu Qingzhi sighed: "It's just that thousands of years have passed away in a flash. In recent years, juniors have been looking for ways to extend their life expectancy, hoping to extend their mother's life. A thousand years is still too short."

Human demons like them can live for more than 10,000 years at least, so his mother now only has a life span of less than a thousand years. Of course, he is also anxious and thinks of a way to save his mother.

The black-robed man nodded and said: "This is normal. Your father is a person who likes his heart. Maybe he has a deep affection with your mother, but I think your roots are good. It seems that he inherited you. My father’s blood is gone."

"Well, I have something here. You can take it back and give it to your mother. It will definitely extend your life span of 1,000 to 800 years. It is not a problem."

After speaking, he took out a small bottle containing a pill and gave it to the two.

"Senior, this, this is too expensive."

Seeing this pill, Fu Qingzhi was also a little surprised: "This seems to be a magic pill."

"Yes, it's the magic pill, you have good eyesight."

The black-robed man said with satisfaction: "Just take it, it's just a pill. I don't need it anymore, old man. Let it be useful."

"Thank you for the younger generation's surrogate mother."

Fu Qingzhi hurriedly saluted, but he suddenly remembered: "By the way, senior, there is one more thing, my father inadvertently mentioned to me that it might be of great use to you. I brought it here today."

"Oh? What is it?" The black robe man was also a little curious.

Fu Qingzhi stood outside the stone table, turned his right hand, and a few meters outside the pavilion, an ancient tree surrounded by divine light appeared.

"It turned out to be it."

Seeing this thing, the black robe man’s eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to observe and sighed: "Unexpectedly, your father prepared me such a gift. We haven’t contacted me for thousands of years. Wrong."

"Senior, you don't need to blame yourself. My father once said that humanity has the right way, humanity has no righteousness, and the way is also righteous. All are dictated by the destiny..."

"The fate between people will not fade due to life and death. The true fate will remain in the heart. Even if the Yuanlingxian passes away, it will not pass away."