"you you…"

The red-haired ancestor stared at Zhou Xiang, but was speechless. Something seemed to be stuck in his throat.

He knew that he lost.

Lost completely.

When the other party shows the cultivation of the most holy realm, he will never have a chance to come back - even if the other party is wrong, it is also right!

"Good, good, good!"

In the end, he called out three good words, gritted his teeth and left, and Zhou Entropy, who had been scared and stupid, was also carried away.

Everyone around was silent.

They know that this matter has come to an end, and it has been completely brought to an end by this powerfully returning enchanting Tianjiao.

"Xiang'er!"

At this time, an excited voice sounded, it was Zhou Xiang's grandfather, the fifth elder of the Zhou family.

He ran over quickly and gave Zhou Xiang a signature throat lock, but this time, he didn't cover his mouth.

He was so excited that he burst into tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiang'er, you have finally returned to the right path, finally come back... Do you know how Grandpa has lived these three years?"

Zhou Xiang thought about it and said uncertainly, "Could it be that... every night... beat the maid?"

Well!

The next moment, his mouth was covered by his grandfather.

The fifth elder looked left and right in panic, but found that the surrounding clan powerhouses looked as usual, not looking sideways.

In fact, these people don't say it, but they are quite disdainful for the fifth elder to make such a big fuss - it's too small, the pattern is too small!

As a clan elder, with a high position and authority, who doesn't beat a few maids at night? Do you really think that there are so many beautiful and graceful maids in the family who are used to bring tea and pour water to sweep the floor?

vulgar!

shallow!

The five elders, who are conservative in their thinking, naturally do not know that the tolerance level of everyone has reached this point.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then whispered to his grandson - "Don't talk about maids in the future!"

"Okay, grandpa."

Zhou Xiang naturally agreed, and then pulled out the fat head from his grandfather's throat, and said with a flattering smile:

"That... I should go back to kill the pigs. There are still thousands of pigs waiting to be killed in the pig farm. I'm afraid they will be in a hurry."

Whoa!

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, everyone was stunned, and the fifth elder was blown up on the spot.

"What! You still want to kill pigs?!"

He thought that his grandson had returned to the right path and gave up that ridiculous habit, but he didn't expect that he would still die.

How can this be good?

He took a deep breath and asked as calmly as possible, "Is it okay not to kill pigs?"

"no."

Zhou Xiang said seriously.

He didn't explain much, because he knew that no one could really understand him except his teacher Qin Chuan.

If so, what's the point of interpretation?

It's like a person is locked in a mental hospital, no matter how he explains that he is not mentally ill, no one believes him.

If you say that you are not mentally ill, people will say that, and all mentally ill people say the same.

When you say you have a mental illness, people will say that you finally admit that you have a mental illness.

If you don't say anything, people will say that this mentally ill person is a little depressed, maybe it's a new type of mental illness...

In short, some preconceived notions are difficult to reverse. People who don't understand you may never understand you.

Seeing that his grandson answered so firmly, the fifth elder suddenly twitched a few times, and his heart became heavy.

He knew his grandson very well. When this kid gave up his practice and started to kill pigs, he was so stubborn. No matter what method was used, he could not turn him back. In the end, he could only let him kill pigs.

"wrong!"

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and asked, "You have been killing pigs for the past three years, and you have not cultivated. How did you improve your cultivation?"

Zhou Xiang thought about it and said the truth: "If I kill a pig, I will be in a good mood. If I want to make a breakthrough, I will naturally make a breakthrough."

"Of course, there is also an invisible force that will converge on me as I continue to kill pigs."

"I don't know what those things are, but they give me a strange feeling in my heart that...if I want to break through, I can break through."

The fifth elder was stunned when he heard the words.

The others around were also stunned. It was the first time they had heard of such a thing.

"It's momentum."

At this time, a calm voice sounded, with a bit of mystery in the mist, which made people look at him.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a handsome figure in white slowly walking out. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and said, "There is a mysterious and mysterious power between heaven and earth, called potential."

"This kind of power will gather with self-confidence."

"The more confident a person is, the stronger the momentum that gathers on him, and when this momentum reaches a certain level, it will be no disadvantage."

"Even, when the power is strong enough, even the power of luck will be controlled by it. Since ancient times, there is a saying that the power is like a broken bamboo. It is this power!"

"And the battle between Tianjiao is also the same. When a Tianjiao dominates the heroes, then he will have infinite self-confidence, and all the talents of genius will be condensed in him."

"Such a person can amaze an era!"

His voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, deafening and making everyone's mind buzz.

These words shocked them greatly.

Of course, Qin Chuan didn't just make it up, because it was extracted from many fantasy, and it must be applicable in this world.

"But Zhou Xiang did not compete with Tianjiao. He has been in the slaughterhouse. Where did he gather such a strong force?"

The fifth elder asked.

Qin Chuan looked at him and said calmly, "Everyone has a different way of gathering momentum, and his way is to kill pigs."

"He treats every pig slaughter as a battle, not only with the pigs, but also with himself. He experiences thousands of such battles every day and wins them!"

"Every day, thousands of serious battles are won, and the combined momentum cannot be too strong."

The fifth elder opened his mouth wide, and then asked dumbly, "Is it okay for other people to kill pigs?"

Everyone looked at Qin Chuan eagerly, with infinite expectations in their hearts, if they could, then they could all rise!

"impossible."

Qin Chuan shook his head and said lightly, "None of you have the same mood as him, because you will never be able to treat killing a pig as a battle. You lack that kind of piety."

"Killing pigs is his unique talent, and it is also his unique way. Others... can't get through."

"After all, there is a gap in human talent. Some people can become emperors and emperors, while some people can only stop at the pure Yang realm and Nirvana realm. There is no reason to say that, some people are destined to be looked up only."

Everyone was silent.

They all laughed bitterly, such a result made them unwilling, but it was reasonable and not unexpected.

However, there are still some regrets.

The fifth elder was silent for a long time, then took a deep breath, raised his wrinkled forehead, looked at the tall and straight figure in white, and asked in awe, "You... Who are you?"

Whoa!

Everyone looked at Qin Chuan.

After saying these "shattering words", in their eyes, Qin Chuan instantly became extremely mysterious and unfathomable!

He was like a big mountain rising from the ground in front of them, and instantly plunged into the sky, and the mountain stood up, making it difficult for people to look back. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Hehe, who am I?"

Qin Chuan tilted his head slightly, smiled noncommittally, and his clear voice slowly echoed.

"Heaven and earth, the inverse journey of all things, the person of time, the passer-by of a hundred generations, and I... just a passer-by in this world."

Whoa!

Just in time, a gust of breeze blew, making his white clothes flutter, making his whole person light and mysterious, like an immortal who descended from nine days away, and may go with the wind at any time...

"father…"

Qin Zi stared blankly at his father, his eyes dazed.

He found that he still didn't know enough about his father, who was always more mysterious, profound and taller than he imagined.

Before he knew it, the ring on his hand seemed to be a lot wet again.

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