"What on earth did this kid experience in the Netherworld Forest? Alas, it's a pity that the Netherworld Forest can never be entered. What kind of sacred barrier is it? Even I can't break it..." The old man with a shaggy head thought to himself. He muttered to himself, "It's weird, how could this bitch automatically resist external spiritual treatment? Self-protection? No, I have to find another way and try physical torture first."
After finishing his words, the old man with the shaggy head slapped Alang twice on both faces. After two crisp sounds, the old man with the shaggy head felt a rustling outside the house. The old man with a shaggy head glanced sideways at the door, raised the corner of his mouth and didn't pay much attention to it. Seeing that A Lang still showed no sign of waking up, the old man with a shaggy head stood up and then raised his right foot and kicked A Lang's body violently. A Lang was kicked hard by the old man with a shaggy head and gasped but still showed no sign of waking up.
"Huh? Are you really going to resist being beaten? You can't wake up even now?" The old man with a shaggy head looked at A Lang sleeping soundly on the ground and scratched his head. Then he leaned over and grabbed A Lang's two ankles. He took a deep breath and suddenly Lifting the ground, he immediately hit the floor of the room violently.
After dozens of blows, the shaggy-headed old man was breathing heavily, "His grandpa is getting old. His physical strength alone can't do anything to this bitch. It seems he still has to use his spiritual power."
Boom, boom, boom, just when the old man with a shaggy head was about to use his spiritual power, there was a knock on the door outside the house.
"Who?" Hearing the knock on the door, the shaggy-headed old man frowned and glanced at the door with some caution.
"Dear guest, the distinguished guest downstairs reported that you were making too much noise and disturbing the rest of the distinguished guests downstairs. Please pay attention to your practice." A female voice came from outside the door.
Hearing the female voice, the old man with a shaggy head realized that his actions had attracted the attention of the inn service staff. "I know." The old man with a shaggy head responded without any emotion.
The old man's VIP room is downstairs.
"Sister, what are you doing upstairs? It's really annoying. The bangs keep hitting and don't let anyone rest!" A little girl with two sky-high braids pouted and complained.
"Mengmeng, stop complaining. I have already reported it to the owner. It's a good rest. Mother has told me that this Qiyuan Inn is different from ordinary inns. The monks who live there are either rich or noble, and there are even people with extremely high levels of cultivation. Don't stir up trouble easily." The person who spoke was dressed in green, and this person was none other than Wu Guang, the eldest sister of the three Wu sisters whom A Lang had met once.
"Hmph! My eldest sister knows how to be patient, but she has been bullied to death by others!" The little girl whom Wu Gao called Mengmeng was none other than Wu Meng, the youngest of the three sisters of the Wu family. After hearing Wu Gao's instructions, Wu Meng pouted and looked up at the roof.
"I will not offend others unless they offend me, but I will offend them if they offend me. I will not cause trouble, but I will never be bullied in vain. No matter how different this Qiyuan Inn is, I, the Wu family, will never be inferior to others. "Wu Jing, the second sister of the three Wu sisters, is still dressed in red. She holds a sword in her right hand and looks towards the roof with cold eyes.
"Okay, okay, there's no movement anymore. Go to bed early and don't think about doing anything all day long. Girls should behave like girls." Wu Gu followed Wu Jing's gaze and looked at the roof to confirm that there was nothing wrong. After the sound, he moved to the bed and ordered the two little girls while tidying up the mattress.
"What does it mean for a girl to look like a girl? In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. When did the strong men become men and women?" After hearing Wu Guo's instructions, Wu Jing frowned slightly and didn't think much of Wu Guo. Agree.
"Why don't we distinguish between men and women? No matter how strong the female monk is, she will eventually get married." Wu Gao patted the bed and motioned for Wu Jing and Wu Meng to go to bed and rest. Seeing Wu Gao's greeting, Wu Meng pouted and climbed onto the bed.
"Who said you have to get married?" Wu Jing stood with her sword in hand and glanced at her eldest sister Wu Gao displeasedly.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk anymore. I'm tired after traveling all the way. Let's rest quickly." Seeing that Wu Jing was about to retort again, Wu Yao covered her mouth and yawned, and looked at the angry Wu Jing with a little tiredness. Then he helped Wu Meng take off her clothes.
"Hmph, I'm too lazy to tell you... You two go to sleep while I meditate and rest." Before Wu Guo could finish cleaning up, Wu Jing extinguished the candlelight in the room with a finger of spiritual power.
When Wu Jing extinguished the candlelight in the room, the old man with a shaggy head in the VIP room above his head was looking sad.
"Sigh... What kind of spiritual power should I use? Water-attributed spiritual power? No, this kid has water-attributed spiritual power, so he must be very capable of withstanding water. Fire-attributed spiritual power? It won't work either. Not only will he not be able to wake up this guy, You bastard, there is a chance that the Qiyuan Inn will be burned down. Metallic spiritual power? Not very good. If you are not careful, you may kill this bastard. Earth and wood spiritual power? Well, it should be better, but there is nothing left in the spiritual pool. , I am afraid that absorbing it now will attract unnecessary attention. Huh? Yes, electric shock! It seems that some time and space spiritual power has been retained in the spiritual pool. If I remember correctly, it was specially used to paralyze the opponent to save his life. Alas... it has been a long time. I haven't used it for a long time. It seems that the last time I used it was before I set foot in the divine realm. I don't know what the consequences will be if I release it with my current cultivation level. Hehe, I'm really curious. I can't control so much, so try to control it as much as possible." Peng The old man analyzed himself for a while, until he finally made a decision, preparing to use the little space-time spiritual power left in the spiritual pool to release it with electric shock to wake up Alang.
Just do it, the old man with the shaggy head slowly closed his eyes and carefully mobilized the time and space spiritual power hidden in the corner of the spiritual pool in his body. After mobilizing the spiritual power of time and space, the old man with a shaggy head slowly opened his eyes, and then extremely carefully released the spiritual power of time and space into Alang's body in the form of electric shock.
The moment he passively suffered the electric shock, the spiritual pool in Alang's body boiled inexplicably. With a hiss, all the electric shocks were instantly sucked into Alang's spiritual pool. Then with a bang, a massive amount of water-attributed spiritual power entwined with thunder and lightning was released from the Alang Spirit Pond. After three breaths, the entire Qiyuan Inn was wrapped in water-type spiritual power entangled with thunder and lightning.
"It's over...it's a big deal..." Feeling the lightning attack coming in the opposite direction, the shaggy-headed old man felt numb all over his body, and the sound of electric shocks kept ringing in his ears. His eyes went dark, and the old man with a shaggy head fell to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face.
With a flash of dazzling white light, the entire Qiyuan Inn fell into complete silence.
