"The old Man Emperor has a total of seven sons. Your third uncle is the eldest son and the most talented one. If nothing happens, your third uncle is already the Barbarian Emperor." Huang Sanlang frowned with a look of pity on his face.
Cheng Qichuan nodded, knowing a little about his third uncle's life experience.
"Huanglong left Qingcheng Mountain in order to return to Nanling to inherit the throne. It was just a matter of course that he took you to practice. However, he was robbed and killed by a group of people on his way back to Nanling."
"Head of the eight Southern Barbarian tribes?" Cheng Qichuan asked.
"Yes!" Huang Sanlang nodded and shook his head, "It is true that the eight Southern Barbarians are good, but they are all under the orders of others."
"who?"
"Based on the current situation in the Southern Barbarians, the most likely candidate is the second prince who is about to succeed him, Hu Yan."
"Hu Huan? I heard from my third uncle that this man is very ambitious and cruel. My mother's family has great power in the Southern Barbarians, but she is not loved by the old Barbarian Emperor." Cheng Qichuan pinched his chin and looked gloomy.
"Then you still want to take revenge? This is against the entire Southern Barbarians!" Huang Sanlang warned.
Hearing this, Cheng Qichuan remained silent, just staring straight at Huang Sanlang, his eyes unusually determined, as if he were like a peerless sword that could penetrate everything in the world. After a long time, he slowly said: "Huang Sanlang, do you understand what the third uncle means to me in my seventeen years of life? I, Cheng Qichuan, am not a gentleman who understands current affairs, let alone a coward who swallows his anger. On the contrary, I am more like a man who must retaliate against evil. The villain. No matter who it is, I will kill him. Even if it is Daluo Jinxian, I will break his neck! "
After saying this, Cheng Qichuan slowly let out a breath and finally made a decision in his heart.
"Hahahaha!" Huang Sanlang laughed unexpectedly, "I feel relieved when you say that. It's just you!"
"Ah? You also knew me in my previous life. Was I very powerful in my previous life?" Cheng Qichuan scratched his head.
"Three thousand swords are attacking from the sky. Who is the enemy of this family?"
...
Three days later, in the early morning, the leader, Cheng Suhe, sat on the threshold of the academy, holding his chin with one hand and looking at the young man who was boxing in front of him.
"Each of Baji Beng's moves is about strength. It needs to be fierce and domineering, and strong and stable. You did these very well. You are worthy of being my son!" Cheng Suhai's face was filled with light.
"Father is exaggerating. I'm still far behind in terms of boxing skills!"
"Not bad!" Cheng Suhe clapped his hands and rubbed the yellow dog's head with one hand, "What a strange beast."
"Qi beast, what is a Qi beast?" Cheng Qichuan looked confused.
"In addition to the two races of demons and humans, animals can also practice cultivation, ranging from a fly flying by to a ferocious elephant in Nanling." Cheng Suhe explained, opening his mouth to look at it. The more the canine fangs looked, the more puzzled they became, "Something's wrong, something's wrong, something's so wrong! This bone and these sharp teeth are completely traces of entraining Qi to temper the body. Only Qi beasts in the transformation stage can do this, but it looks like It only has the strength of the middle stage of Neijing. Is this a new breed? It’s really strange! "
"I found him near Li's Mansion. He beat me up hard at that time, and then he followed me again for some reason." Cheng Qichuan bowed his hands with a look of helplessness, then rubbed his hands with a silly smile on his face, He said to Cheng Suhe: "Dad, do you think I have practiced Qi well enough?"
"Not enough!" Cheng Suhe said resolutely, "You have only started practicing for a few months, do you have the late-stage strength? Don't be too quick when practicing Qi. If your body cannot withstand the huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth, you may go crazy or become possessed, or you may explode and die. !" Cheng Suhe waved his hand.
"Oh, dad! I'm your son. I'm a monster. If you don't believe me, just touch my bones." Cheng Qichuan crossed his arms with an arrogant look on his face. To be honest, he would never have been like this without the body-building fist given by Luo Shen. Impatient. Looking at the entire world's thousands of years of history, there are absolutely few geniuses who can practice to the fourth level of the late stage of external strength in a few months.
There is no other way. I strived for success in my previous life, but I am lying flat in this life.
"I don't believe it. Stretch out your arm."
