Immortal Becomes a Stay-at-home Dad After Return: One hundred and twenty-three choices

The winter in Qinling is very dim.

Mingming (clearly) is at noon, but the visibility in the mountains never exceeds two or three hundred meters.

The fog is misty and snowy.

This small village hiding in the valley, as always, is quiet and peaceful.

Seriously outside the ancestral hall.

The bronze giant tripod has been carefully cleaned, and the snow accumulated on the tripod has also been cleaned up, revealing the thick and solemn bronze that has been buried for a long time and belongs to the bronze ware alone.

The originally empty square is already filled with numerous magical props for sacrifices.

Great Grand-Uncle has no bones.

According to the tradition in the village, after setting up a burial mound for him, it is necessary to pay homage on the square outside the ancestral hall for seven days and seven days before the funeral ceremony can be held.

Only Great Grand-Uncle is the main character of this funeral.

The third uncle was dying, but he was lucky enough to retrieve his life.

It is estimated that when Uncle Woke up, he would secretly rejoice.

Zhao Xinghuai and Li He'an hide in the house and drink booze.

The throat is bitter, but the two want to get drunk.

However, cultivation base is superb, so even drunkenness becomes a luxury.

Although several days have passed, the appearance of the young man seems to become more and more clear in their brain into the sea.

Zhao Xinghuai is the same year as Li He'an, two years older than Qin Yongyan.

The village is not Sect, nor is it a family.

This is an ordinary village with hundreds of families.

Of course, this village has its special place.

One hundred schools in Qimen and six schools of miscellaneous studies, each may have a different heritage.

Zhao Xinghuai, Li He'an, Qin Yongyan, they all learn Martial Dao, so they have fun since childhood.

As the backbone of the village, Zhao Xinghuai and Li He'an have always had their own pride.

Three uncles are their role models.

Great Grand-Uncle is their dream.

But now, everything is broken.

It was not until that day that they finally understood ...

What is power.

That is absolute power and desperate power.

Everyone was frightened by arrived, so that the village ’s most advanced, strongest, and highly respected Great Grand-Uncle died on the spot, and no one dared to stand up and revenge Great Grand-Uncle.

clan elder(s) will be silent. After the death of Great Grand-Uncle, the seven clan elder(s) did not even dare to show their faces, so just let the man leave with a big swing ...

Old Qin is amazing.

Have a good daughter, and the daughter found a good son-in-law.

I did n’t expect to compete with Qin Yongyan for most of their lives, but in the end they lost in this respect.

Zhao Xinghuai feels more and more sullen when he thinks about it, he drank the earthen jar next to it and drank.

Li He'an froze for a moment, and then touched him with the earthen jar.

The wind and snow outside the house remain.

After drinking this altar, they came to clear the snow and prevent the bronze giant tripods and magical instruments on the square from being buried by the snow.

It ’s a Great Grand-Uncle festival anyway, and it ’s not too cold.

Both are Core Realm Grandmaster, so after drinking, they walked out of the room in a single coat, and then swept the snow on the ground with a broom.

Mingming (clearly) is noon, but because the heavy fog blocks the sunlight, the whole sky looks very gloomy, as dull as before the rainstorm.

The dull weather makes people feel even more dull.

"Bah, this ghost weather."

Zhao Xinghuai carried the broom while sweeping the snow while scolding bitterly.

Suddenly.

He seemed to feel arrived, so he quickly looked up at the sky.

On the misty sky, a black spot appeared suddenly.

The black spots are getting bigger and bigger, and Zhao Xinghuai can't help standing upright, looking up more clearly with his head raised.

"Old Li, look!"

The vision of the two of them is far superior to ordinary people, so Li He'an immediately found the very small black spot.

It seems to be a person?

But a breathing effort.

The black shadow had already flown over arrived directly above their heads.

And at this time, the two finally saw the figure.

It's him!

This young man is turned into gray, he can recognize it at a glance!

Zhao Xinghuai was shocked.

Almost without any thought, he raised his broom and put on a defensive posture.

However, the young man flying in the sky didn't seem to see them at all.

I didn't see any movement of him, a Long Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Not good!"

As soon as he saw the sword, Zhao Xinghuai became anxious.

But before he shouted, he saw the young man gently slashing a sword toward the ancestral hall below.

A Sword Glow glowing with golden light came out.

In the process of flying to the ancestral hall, Sword Glow gradually grew larger ...

In the beginning, it was an ordinary Long Sword.

The blink of an eye has been magnified dozens of times.

When approaching the ancestral hall, the Sword Glow seemed to become a moving car at high speed, hitting the door of the ancestral hall directly.

Boom!

The gate of the ancestral hall burst, and immediately set off a torrent of riotous air.

The wooden gate was swept by the manic air, and it instantly stirred into countless debris.

However ...

This is not over yet.

After hitting the gate of the ancestral hall, that Sword Glow is still going on.

Like moving cars to the station, this Sword Glow passed through the front yard and crushed the main hall in one breath until it was cut on the hillside behind the ancestral hall.

The young man cut the ancestral hall in half with a sword!

Sword Glow disappeared.

The turbulent airflow that became violent became more intense.

Zhao Xinghuai stands on the square, Core Incubation sits in the hips, arms crossed in front of him.

The manic flying sand and gravel kept hitting him, and his skin fluttered.

If you resist this hard, you may be unnecessarily hurt. So Zhao Xinghuai thought about it and had no choice but to let go of Grandmaster ’s self-esteem and fell to the ground all at once, then covered her head with both hands and prayed that the storm would quickly subside.

After a long time.

The airflow finally stabilized, and the smoke and dust dispersed.

The solemn ancestral shrine has now been divided into two, as if it were detained in the middle by life.

A fragment of the wall.

Zhao Xinghuai was lying on the ground, feeling that the storm had subsided, then he secretly looked up at the situation.

Li He'an is lying near him.

The open space around the square was full of broken wood and gravel, and the ancestral hall was also split in half.

He hesitated before looking up at the sky.

That young man ...

With Long Sword, it looks like the gods are descending, looking down at the sentient beings with a blank expression.

He gently fell not far in front of Zhao Xinghuai.

After that, his voice spread to arrived Zhao Xinghuai ears.

"I do n’t want to make killings for no reason ..."

"So I want you to tell me ..."

"Profound Female's Yin Soul ..."

"Where is it?"

These words were not ~IndoMTL.com~, which was said to Zhao Xinghuai alone. His voice was very light, but at the same time it rang in every corner of the village.

The peace in the village was broken.

Countless people walked out of the room and rushed toward the square.

It looks like a lot of ants suddenly appear on a blank piece of paper from the sky.

The crowd is crowded, but no one dares to approach the square.

Chen Xi carried Long Sword and silently watched the ancestral temple in front of him.

Suddenly.

A group of old people came out from the broken wall of the ancestral hall.

A total of seven of them, all dressed in white training wear, tall and short, fat and thin.

The one headed took the leading cane of Great Grand-Uncle that day. It is estimated that Great Grand-Uncle took his place after his death.

Seven old men stood on the steps, looking at Chen Xi in the distance.

After hesitating for a while, the old man headed up sighed softly: "You are already Celestial at a young age, why do you have to struggle against our old bones?"

hearing this, Chen Xi can't help but sneer: "You hand over mysterious soul, I promise not to hurt anyone."

The words fell, but the old man led was silent.

Some old men beside him couldn't help but look slightly changed.

Following them, they exchanged their eyes silently.

There are many secrets in this ancient village.

For example: Profound Female's Yin Soul is actually the key to open Heaven Gate.

Heaven Gate has n’t appeared in more than a hundred years, and Profound Female has changed from batch to batch.

It wasn't until this batch that they finally received the hack, confirming that Heaven Gate was about to open.

This is also their last chance.

Several old people looked at Chen Xi under the steps and communicated silently.

Do you choose to give up, or ...

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