Regenerate into soil, master life and death at the beginning

"In Lingtao Graceland? What are you doing?" He Wen was puzzled, and this was their territory, why did they keep it so secretive and try not to let others know about it.

Liu Shanchang said: "It's okay to tell you about this. Although this great flood almost completely destroyed Piaoshan New City, and after such a toss, almost all the little capital accumulated over the years has been folded into it, but it's not all bad things. There are also good things happening, but if you don't pay attention to this good thing, it will turn into a bad thing or even a disaster."

"What's a good thing?" As soon as He Wen said this, a flash of light flashed in his mind, "Lingtao Graceland... I heard that you wanted to transplant three lingo peaches, but were blocked by some monks with plagiarism. Come down, could it be that those three spiritual peach trees really survived the catastrophe through this great flood and became low-level spiritual roots as they said?"

Liu Shanchang stroked his beard and smiled: "Look, as long as you are a smart person, if you know that your father is now in Lingtao Graceland, even if you have never seen it in person, you can guess certain things with certainty, but your father is even more impossible. To dispel some people's speculation and leave, I can only sit there in person."

He Wen nodded, and said in his heart, the spiritual peach tree has advanced into a low-level spiritual root. It stands to reason that the spiritual peaches produced are of great help to practitioners in the Qi training state, and it is no exception for him, but he really Not sure if Lingtao can also improve the iron-blooded army Shadao he cultivated.

He guessed that there is a high probability that it is impossible. It can only be used as a higher quality medicinal material to supplement the deficiency of the body. It should not be possible to directly improve the cultivation base.

Because the most important thing in the way of the Iron-Blooded Army Shade is to temper the body of the Iron-Blooded Army Shade, and everything revolves around this. No matter how magical this kind of spiritual peach is, it is impossible to provide him with some extra Iron-Blooded Army Shade.

These thoughts went through his mind once, then he shook his head and threw them aside, he didn't bother with this question anymore, when the spirit peach matured and tasted one, the answer would naturally come.

Instead, he thought of something else, frowned and said: "He is the most powerful in our camp. To ensure that the spirit peach tree is safe, it is indeed the most suitable for him to sit in charge. If there are really powerful monks who covet it, it will be because of him. The identity of the camp owner will not kill, at most he will only snatch the peach tree... But in this way, wouldn't he want to be nailed there for a long time?"

Liu Shan said: "You don't have to worry about him, your father said this is only temporary, and he will have a way to solve this problem in the future."

He Wen nodded, and stopped asking.

After a while, he got up and bid farewell.

Liu Shanchang got up to see him off. Looking at He Wen who was drifting away, he was also pleased with his training in the army for the past two years. Apart from other things, his health was indeed much better than before.

He was also a little curious about what He Wen was going to talk to He Tiezhu about. After all, the relationship between the two fathers and sons was not clearer than him. For ordinary things, He Wen would not take the initiative to go to He Tiezhu.

However, he still didn't ask in the end. After all, the two are father and son. Maybe He Wen suddenly turned around?

"Two stubborn ones." Liu Shanchang cursed with a smile.

……

Knowing where He Tiezhu was, He Wen didn't rush over there in a hurry, but walked slowly, taking the opportunity to sort out his thoughts.

As early as when he first got the Iron Blood Army Shadao method, and personally confirmed that the effect of this method is extraordinary, He Wen has been haunted by a thought in his mind.

"Do you want to tell He Tiezhu?"

On the one hand, he couldn't wait to share this method with He Tiezhu.

If it is said that this adventure can only be shared with one person, there is no doubt that this person will only be He Tiezhu, and don't think of it as a second person.

But on the other hand, he was so resistant to sharing this method with He Tiezhu.

"It's so cheap to pick up such a big one for nothing, why?"

But this time, he realized that the iron-blooded army's evil practice was closely related to the number of troops, which seemed to give him a reason to convince himself.

"If you want to practice faster, if you want to advance to a higher level, it is very necessary to increase the number of troops, and this, looking at the entire Piaoshan camp, who else can do this except He Tiezhu?!"

"If he is asked to practice the way of the iron-blooded army, with the strength of martial arts in the Piaoshan camp, all the people and soldiers can easily do it!"

So, he used this reason to convince himself, and made up his mind to share the secret of the Jagged Army with He Tiezhu, his only relative in the world.

In fact, behind all these reasons, there is another most fundamental reason, which he himself "turned a blind eye to".

The biggest difference between ordinary people and practitioners is not in the disparity in strength, but in the level of life and the quality of life.

From the perspective of ordinary people, 52-year-old He Tiezhu is already a standard old man.

No matter what he thinks about He Tiezhu in his heart, the objective fact is that he is entering old age day by day, and sooner or later he will close his eyes forever, which is completely conceivable.

As for cultivators, even if they are only minor cultivators in the Restoration Realm, they are still at the mortal level, and their lifespan is longer than that of ordinary mortals, and the lifespan of qi-training monks is two or three times that of mortals. mentioned.

So, when He Wen found a reason to convince himself, he couldn't wait to share this secret with He Tiezhu.

Even if their father and son can't be like real father and son for the rest of their lives, and their knots can't be resolved for the rest of their lives, He Wen feels that all this is not worth mentioning in the face of life and death. If that old thing really just closed his eyes and died like this , So what if he had accumulated a lot of resentment in his heart.

"Just watch, I will smash your pride and stubbornness to bits."

What if everyone died?

When he came to Lingtao Graceland, thinking of Liu Shanchang's advice, He Wen decided to sneak in quietly.

Although he sensed the aura of several top warriors lurking in the dark, it was not difficult for him to hide it from them.

Not to mention the training in the military in the past few years, he seems to be at the top level with them, but the Iron Blood Army Shadao has endowed his body with more possibilities and more magical abilities than ordinary people.

Strands of Iron-Blooded Army Sha covered his body like gauze, and his body became faintly light. He leaped up to find a dead corner, and quietly sneaked into the enclosure.

Soon, he found where He Tiezhu was, in a hut next to the three spiritual peach trees.

Hearing the faint voice of conversation coming from the hut, He Wen thought, "Is there someone?"

Because the Iron-Blooded Army's evil ways were of great importance, it was impossible for him to break up with He Tiezhu when outsiders were present, so he quietly sneaked to the side, hoping to wait for the people in the house to leave and reappear.

He Wen didn't really care about what was being discussed in the house. As He Tiezhu was the owner of the Piaoshan camp, such things were quite common.

However, soon, his expression changed.

In the darkness, his body was like a stone, motionless, but his eyes were constantly changing, revealing the turbulent emotions in his heart, first doubt, then suddenly, and then from suddenly to resentment, From resentment to coldness again.

When the conversation in the room ended, a fat figure suddenly swept out of the hut, crossed the high wall without touching the ground, and disappeared.

In the hut, it fell into a dead silence again.

After an unknown amount of time, a gritty old sigh came from the room: "Sister Yao, if you also know the news, you might laugh your teeth out?"

After a while, He Wen, who was crouching in the shadows, left quietly, but there was only indifference in his eyes.

……

He Tiezhu was also very surprised when he saw the person who came suddenly.

"Tonglele, why are you here?"

With the help of the elixir donated by He Tiezhu, Tong Lele has already become a top martial artist, and with the help of the sword pill dug out from Gu Chenzhou by He Tiezhu, plus some natural talents, he can be said to have infinite scenery in Chiji City.

Seeing He Tiezhu, Tong Lele untied a jug on his waist, searched for two wine bowls, and took out a pack of the most common side dishes for drinking from his bosom. Looking at the crude packaging, he didn't know where it was by the side of the road Bought at a stall.

Tong Le spread out the simple banquet with a smile, poured a full bowl of wine for He Tiezhu, and pushed it in front of He Tiezhu. .qqxsΠéw

He Tiezhu looked at it from the beginning to the end, not knowing why, full of doubts.

He looked at the slightly swaying wine in front of him, and asked, "What the hell are you doing, kid? Could it be that your newly married concubine finally gave birth to you, but she was afraid of the shrew at home, so she could only come to my place Congratulate quietly?"

Tong Lele looked at He Tiezhu and said, "Hey, it has nothing to do with me, it has something to do with you, do you want to hear it?"

He pointed to the wine bowl in front of He Tiezhu, and said, "If you want to listen, drink the wine first, otherwise, I'll just turn around and leave!"

He Tiezhu couldn't stand this, and sat motionless, just watching with joy, as if playing a game of who blinks first and who is the dog.

Tong Lele's face collapsed, and he was about to slap the table and get up, and said angrily: "How far is Chiji City from here?

Going back and forth for six or seven thousand miles, I think I have passed my fiftieth birthday now, and I have to go back and forth to announce the good news to you, do you think it is very easy?

If you don't drink this wine, I'll just turn around and leave! "

He Tiezhu hesitated, looking at Tong Lele: "You have already passed your fiftieth birthday?"

It's like getting to know him all over again.

Tongle Leche said: "How rare."

He Tiezhu picked up the wine bowl and drank it down, smacked his mouth twice, the heat entered his throat, as if a thread of fire rushed into his stomach, and said: "The fire in Heizeji is burning, please let me drink, you should also get some red wine Good wine from Jicheng, let me drink this, what do you think?"

Tong Lele sat down again, hehe smiled and said: "Isn't it because the road is too fast, and I only remembered it when I got there? It's good if you have it, you can make do with it."

He Tiezhu said: "Speaking of which, what happy event?"

Tong Lele didn't hold back, and said directly: "Your family has sprouted fairy seedlings!"

"My family... has fairy seedlings?" He Tiezhu didn't realize it at first. He Wen wasn't married yet, so where did the fairy seedlings come from?

After staying for a while, he finally realized that his hands couldn't help shaking: "Is it from Dahu's family or from Xiaohu's family?"

Tongle said happily: "There are big tigers and small tigers!"

Speaking of this, Tong Lele also drank a bowl, hehe said: "Green smoke is rising from the grave of your He family ancestors."

He was having fun there, but He Tiezhu was urging: "There are big tigers and small tigers, what's going on? Are the fairy seedlings so easy to produce? Tell me carefully, carefully."

As the master of the Piaoshan camp, there are not many children in the Piaoshan camp who have received some gifts of immortality over the years. He knows how difficult the birth of fairy seedlings is.

"The two sons, Big Tiger and Little Tiger, have nothing to say. They are born with lust. They know how to go to the kiln together at the age of eighteen or nineteen. I don't think this will work. If they make such a fuss, I might have to go to the kiln to pick up the corpse someday." , married them when they were 20 years old, and it's only been four years now, guess how many great-grandchildren your two grandsons have created for you?"

He Tiezhu asked, "How much?"

Tong Lele stretched out his hands, spread his five fingers, turned the front and back, and then turned the front and back, flipping back and forth a total of ten times.

Seeing his behavior, He Tiezhu had some guesses in his heart, but felt that it was too outrageous, so he couldn't help swallowing, "You turn it over and over, how much is it?"

Tong Le said: "More than a hundred, to be precise, one hundred and eight."

Looking at He Tiezhu with a smile, he said, "Are you two great grandsons?"

Although he already had guesses, He Tiezhu was so frightened by this number that he almost choked to death. He looked at Tong Lele, but he gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "It's not that they are good, it's that you are good... What are you doing?" How many women did you marry to them?"

Tong Lele said: "Not much, not much, I married fifty of your two grandsons, one regular wife and 49 concubines."

He Tiezhu almost kicked Tonglele away, and cursed in a low voice:

"Are you marrying them? Are you moving the brothel directly to their home? ... I asked you to take care of them, and that's how you took care of them, turning our grandson's house into a brothel?

What the hell do you think, is it fun?

If they both die young, you are the culprit! "

Tong Lele immediately called out Zhuang Tianqu, saying:

"Don't be ignorant of good people. I was thinking that the blood of the big tiger and the little tiger is weak, and I want to help them as much as possible. Instead of letting the two boys send out their precious descendants, and then be given to them by various means Dump it away, why not let them work hard in their own fields.

Going to the kiln is just for fun, and there are harvests from playing in your own field, so why not do it?

As for premature death, you think too much, as long as the date is counted correctly, it is only once or twice for a man to want a woman to conceive.

I can assign them all women who are good at this as guides, and I will definitely let them use the least and most economical way to add to your family. "

He Tiezhu still had agitated emotions in his heart, and cursed: "You raised them as pigs."

Tong Lele laughed and said: "They are enjoying it... Hey, don't pretend to me, I still can't see it, you are not sure how happy you are now."

He Tiezhu ignored this, and asked, "What's the matter with Xianmiao?"

Tong Lele said: "What else can happen, you have many great-grandchildren, one hundred and eight, although it is good luck to have two fairy seedlings, but that's the thing."

But He Tiezhu gradually calmed down and fell into deep thought. After a while, he asked, "Is it born by the wife?"