"Father, what's the matter with your injury?" Zhou Heng pressed the anger in his heart and asked in a calm tone, but the slightly trembling voice still exposed his extreme anger.
Zhou Dinghai thought a little bit, thinking that his son is naturally smart, even if he can guess one or two, it is better to tell him directly and say: "I heard that a magical medicine was born a few days ago, so I touched it for my father. I tried my luck and fought people a few tricks, but the skills are not as good as the others!"
Zhou Heng understood as soon as he heard it, his father wanted to find him a panacea that could "cure the disease".
Originally, this world is king by strength, and if your fist is not better than others, you can only complain that you are inferior to others! Zhou Heng could accept this, but his father was seriously injured for him, but he could not tolerate it!
His father is his only relative, but because he was injured for himself, he was extremely angry. It was because of his previous "incompetence" that he caused his father to run around and take risks for him!
Zhou Heng is self-blaming. If it is not his own uselessness, how can his father be injured
There is an evil fire in his heart, he almost wants to burn the world!
No matter who that person is, no matter how terrifying background that person has, he is dead!
Zhou Heng swore in his heart, but he forced a smile on his face, and said: "Father, tell you a good news, I can practice!"
"What, really?" Zhou Dinghai's slightly lackluster eyes suddenly flashed a bright light. He looked at Zhou Heng carefully and immediately felt the powerful aura on Zhou Heng, although it was not comparable to his heyday, but Definitely entered the Bone Refining Realm!
He has only been away from home for more than four months, and his son has reached the bone-refining realm from the waste of being unable to cultivate
"Haha, hahahaha!" Zhou Dinghai burst into laughter, full of joy, but the laughter shook the wound, and he immediately started coughing again. His face became more rosy because of excitement. It became extremely pale again.
But there was still a smile on his face, and he stretched out a big hand to pat Zhou Heng's shoulder, and said, "Good boy, good boy, Dad knows you can do it! You can do it!"
Zhou Heng also nodded vigorously, clutching his father's hand, and choked silently for a while.
"Father, who hurt you?" Zhou Heng finally couldn't help asking.
Zhou Dinghai remained silent and said after a while, "Heng'er, the outside world is not a hundred or a thousand times bigger than you think. What you have to do now is to concentrate on your cultivation and not do anything else. Distracted!"
"Father, you were seriously injured for me, and I don't even know the name of my enemy, how can you tell me to practice with peace of mind?" Zhou Heng said excitedly.
Zhou Dinghai shook his head and said, "It's not an enemy. There is no master for the treasures of heaven, material and earth. Anyone can fight for it. Dad has already said that skills are inferior to humans, and skills are inferior to humans!"
"Father!" Zhou Heng looked at Zhou Dinghai firmly, his eyes full of stubbornness.
This child, like him, is more like his mother!
Zhou Dinghai sighed and said, "Okay, but your current strength is too weak. Unless you can walk the road to the sky, dad won't let you die!"
Zhou Heng's body trembled. Was it a powerhouse of the Spirit Gathering Realm who injured his father
so what!
Zhou Heng clenched his fists vigorously, he would be the son of man if he didn't avenge his father!
He is indeed not the opponent of the power of the Spirit Gathering Realm, but one day he will reach the Spirit Gathering Realm, and with the openness of his Dantian space, it is at least twice as strong as the general power of the Spirit Gathering Realm!
Coupled with Ling Tian's nine styles, he has the confidence to kill any strong spirit gathering realm!
"Heng'er, how could your illness suddenly get better?" Zhou Dinghai didn't want his only son to be entangled in his injuries, so he quickly turned the subject.
Zhou Heng was taken aback, and he hesitated for a while before he said: "I found a wild fruit in Pingtian Mountain. After eating it, my body became feverish. After two days in a coma, I was able to cultivate suddenly, and the speed was so fast!"
The Black Broken Sword was too unbelievable, and it was of great importance. It was not that Zhou Heng didn't believe in his father, but that the secret itself was a huge burden and he could bear it alone!
Zhou Dinghai believes in this, because the motivation to support him is to find an elixir to eliminate Zhou Heng's "stubborn illness" and be born as a father. What he has now is just immense joy and pride!
—Who said that his son is a trash, who has seen trash that has been promoted to the seventh level of body refining from the early stage of the first body refining within four months
How many bone-refining realms can the Zhou family have now that they are less than eighteen years old
Although he was not even better than his enchanting talent for entering the Bone Refining Realm at the age of twelve, judging from Zhou Heng's cultivation time, it left him far behind!
So what does he want
"Father, I occasionally enter an absolute valley and get a practice technique, which is more than twice as fast as the cultivation speed of the Lieyang Jue!" Zhou Heng took out the "Moon Shadow Heart Jue" like a treasure. In front of his father, he can express his emotions unscrupulously.
"What!" Zhou Dinghai's expression changed, and after his surprise, he was overjoyed. He tremblingly took the book, but he couldn't even hold the book, and immediately slid onto the quilt.
Zhou Heng's expression changed, and his father's injury was far more serious than he estimated.
He quickly opened the page of the book, allowing Zhou Dinghai to scan it with just one glance, and after Zhou Dinghai nodded slightly, he turned the page. Although the four-thousand-word exercises are obscure, Zhou Dinghai is also a generation of geniuses. Only a short pause can suddenly enlighten him, and he quickly browsed the entire exercises.
"Heng'er, this technique is incredible!" Zhou Dinghai closed his eyes and thought for a while, his face was extremely cautious. Burn it immediately, and then you can practice by yourself, don't tell anyone, don't teach it to anyone!"
Sure enough, ginger was old and spicy, and Zhou Dinghai made the most accurate judgment in just an instant.
Zhou Heng nodded. He really thought about burning the "Moon Shadow Heart Jue", but that would have to wait until Zhou Dinghai learned it.
"Father, do you remember everything?" Zhou Heng asked.
"Seven or eighty-eight, just remember it, I can ask you!" Zhou Dinghai smiled, and he was naturally happy to get such a practice.
Zhou Heng nodded, didn't dare to waste time, and immediately went to the kitchen to start a fire and burned the "Moon Shadow Heart Jue". Although this book did not rot for a hundred years, it was not resistant to high humidity and soon turned into a pile of fly ash.
With a creak, the door of the other courtyard was pushed open at this moment. A servant came in with a plate and shouted as he walked: "Hey, hey, are you dead? If you are not dead, say a word ,time to eat!"
Hearing this, Zhou Heng jumped up all at once!
"Huh?" The man walked in, and when he saw Zhou Heng, his face couldn't help showing a touch of surprise. Obviously he didn't expect that he would come back suddenly, but he didn't take it to heart. He just put the tray on the table heavily. Fang, said, "You came back just right, I don't need to feed that waste man! Hey, there was only one waste son, but now Lao Tzu has become a waste, really worthy of being a father and son!"
This man was a man in his thirties. Zhou Heng knew him. He was a person next to Zhou Jianming. His name was Zhao Si. He was Zhou Jianming's servant at first, but now he is a long room steward and has a good status among the servants.
But no matter how much status you have, you can still dare to commit a crime openly. Is this a guilty guilty, or...
Zhou Heng opened the lid of the tray on the table, and the anger on his face became more intense when his eyes passed.
This so-called meal is actually rotten rice and mold. Is it for people to eat
Why does Zhao Si dare to treat his father like this? In addition to Zhou Heng's anger, he was more worried—how bad was his father's injury, so that even a servant would dare to bully him
"Haha, didn't you tell you?" Since Zhao Si is a person next to Zhou Jianming, he naturally regards Zhou Dinghai and his son as a thorn in his eyes, like his master. A master of the blood realm, just a fucking useless person!"
"You are a waste, you are a waste, it's not that a family doesn't enter a family!"
Zhao Si Kuang laughed, without any scruples—Zhou Jianming had hated Zhou Dinghai for so many years. Now that he seized this opportunity, he would naturally punish the father and son to death. He didn't need to be afraid.
Zhou Heng's face was already overwhelmingly murderous. Not only was his father's cultivation abolished, but he was also seriously injured. Before he was emotional and didn't pay attention, but now think about it, he didn't smell the medicine in the room!
And what Zhao Si sent was only rancid rice for pigs and no cooking medicine. What does this mean
The family has given up Zhou Dinghai and left it to fend for itself!
If you lose your cultivation base, you lose your value
No, although the family is realistic, it is not cold-blooded yet! This must have been caused by Zhou Xianming behind the scenes, and only the great elder insisted that he could make the family make such a cruel decision!
How much grievance did my father endure in these few days! If I come back a few days later, my father loses his cultivation base, and he has no medicinal stone treatment, plus eating this kind of food, how many days can he last
Insult my father! Still want to kill my father!
Zhou Heng's heart was full of rage, and his killing intent went straight into the sky!
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Si's head and neck.
"Dare to be-uh!" Zhao Si didn't pay attention to Zhou Heng at all. He was about to throw Zhou Heng down on the ground with a fist. Unexpectedly, Zhou Heng was pinched upright by Zhou Heng as soon as he swung his fist out of his neck. Nothing, the fist thrown weakly hangs down.
Kakaka, Zhou Heng's hand tightened, Zhao Si's throat kept squeezing the joints, and his face instantly rose purple and began to turn black. He struggled feebly, his eyes flashed with horror, and he was deeply puzzled.
-How could Zhou Heng have such a strong strength, so that he has no power to fight back at the three-tier pinnacle of body refining!
This kid, isn't it a waste of inability to cultivate
"He who insults my father, die!" Zhou Heng coldly pronounced the sentence, his right hand folded, and the ground made a crisp sound, Zhao Sishuang kicked his feet, his head drooped, and died!