A secret room.

"Father, this kind of shame and humiliation is not only for the child, but also a slap in your face! If I don't avenge this revenge, I, Nan Wuyan, will never be a human being." Nan Wuyan's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he knelt in front of Bi Fu, hissing loudly.

Shouting with all his strength.

Seven days have passed since Hu Tian openly snatched the Zhu Yan Blood Spirit Pearl from the Suzaku Hall. Nan Wuyan himself was forced into a coma for seven days and seven nights because of this, and became the laughing stock of the entire Hundred Beast Sect.

This young man has always had a smooth life since he was born, getting whatever he wants. He has always been domineering and arrogant. This time he met a Hu Tian who was ten times more arrogant than him. How could he have ever experienced such a setback? In the Suzaku Hall

The shame is simply worse than killing him.

However, he also knew that he alone would not be Hu Tian's opponent. So almost as soon as he woke up and turned around, he rushed over to see the second elder of the Hundred Beasts Sect, who was also his father - Bi Fudi.

At this time, in the dark secret room, in the obscure air, there seemed to be countless conspiracies brewing, and countless resentments roaring. One after another obscure pressure, unbridled impact on Nan Wuyan's heart. He knelt on the ground, his body slightly

Trembling. But my heart was not surprised but happy.

Most monks in the Yuan Shen stage are already in tune with the secrets of heaven and earth. Every move they make can trigger visions of heaven and earth. The hatred and anger in Bi Fudi's heart is so deep. Even if it is restrained by a strong will, it is still vague.

It was leaked out, making this secret room even more eerie and terrifying, filled with cold air.

Nan Wuyan had never felt his father so angry in his life. He could feel that there was a volcano silently building up in Bi Fu's chest.

He raised his eyes, and his eyes immediately froze. His father was perfectly expressionless, standing quietly on the spot like a sculpture. His face was completely shrouded in a layer of darkness, making people look down on his expression.

Is it anger or a sinister smile.

There was a deathly silence in the secret room.

After a long time, Bi Fudi finally sneered and said slowly: "Oh, my good son, you will be both prosperous and destructive as a father. If that little bastard Hu Tian touches you, he will slap me in the face. These principles, as a father,

Of course I know. However, you have learned a lesson this time, so it is not a bad thing. Tell me, what is your experience?"

Nan Wuyan took a breath gently. The silence just now made him almost feel as if he was suffocating. He prepared his words and then said carefully: "Father, the child is careless. I didn't expect that Hu Tian would actually break his face.

He took action openly without any scruples. If I had been prepared, it wouldn’t have been..."

"enough"

Before Nan Wuyan could finish speaking, he was stopped by an angry shout from Bi Fudi.

"Father, is there anything wrong with what I said?" Nan Wuyan probed cautiously.

He sighed happily and tapped Nan Wuyan's forehead gently with his knuckles: "If you are prepared, you can deal with the Yuanshen monk? It seems stupid that in these years, because of my protection, you have lost

Gain self-knowledge.”

Cold sweat broke out on Nan Wuyan's forehead, and he immediately said respectfully: "I beg you, father, to give me instructions."

"You have to know that in this world, strength is the most important thing. Hu Tian, ​​that little brat, was born in a humble way and is not as good as a country bumpkin. But one thing he is better than you is that he knows the most noble things in the world.

What is it? That is—a fist."

Bi Fudi continued quietly: "I tell you, Wuyan, as long as your fist is big enough, any treasure in the world will be yours. This is the truth in this world."

"Yes, what my father said makes perfect sense. The child is as enlightened as a enlightened child. He will definitely work harder in the future to live up to his father's expectations." Nan Wuyan immediately patted his chest and assured.

However, Bi Fudi slowly shook his head and said in a gentler tone: "Wuyan, how long have you been practicing so far?"

The gentler Bi Fudi's tone was, the faster Nan Wuyan's heart beat. He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and said in a low voice: "My child has been cultivating to the late Golden Elixir stage for one hundred and thirty-seven years."

"One hundred and thirty-seven years..." Bi Fudi repeated, then suddenly changed his tone and said, "This record is considered to be an outstanding talent among the Hundred Beasts Sect. But do you know that Hu Tian, ​​who has practiced to the

How long did it take to complete the golden elixir phase?"

"Father... I heard that he is a reincarnated body." Nan Wuyan was still waiting to say something, but when he saw Bi Fu waved his hand to him, he immediately closed his mouth consciously.

"That little brat Hu Tian, ​​it only took three or four years from joining the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, from practicing Qi to Golden Pill. Do you know why he made such a sudden progress?" Bi Fudi said in a deep tone, without waiting for Nan Wu.

Yan opened his mouth and continued, "Let me tell you. It's a battle, a trial between life and death. Only by walking on the line between life and death can you see the great horror between life and death, struggling in failure and despair, between ups and downs,

Only by stimulating your greatest potential and climbing to the most intense peak of life can you make rapid progress and make brave progress."

The bad feeling in Nan Wuyan's heart grew stronger and stronger. He suddenly noticed something unusual in Bifudi today. Originally, he always hated himself calling him his father, but this time he kept calling himself "father".

For a moment, he could only suppress the uneasiness in his heart and listen quietly to Bi Fudi's reprimand. He lowered his head and knelt on the ground, not daring to move. But he could feel Bi Fudi's lofty gaze looking down at him.

The eyes were as solid as substance, shooting on his forehead, neck, and shoulders, with a strong sense of scrutiny, testing, and strategizing.

"Get ready today. Starting tomorrow, you will enter the Demon Refining Blood Tower to practice. You will not be allowed to leave the tower until you reach the top floor." Bi Fudi suddenly said.

Nan Wuyan was suddenly shocked and raised his head, with obvious horror in his eyes: "Demon Blood Tower, father, that is..."

"What? You don't dare to go?" Bi Fu's voice suddenly rose.

Nan Wuyan's expression suddenly froze.

Deathly silence.

"Gudong." His Adam's apple rolled, and the sound of swallowing suddenly broke the silence.

"I'll go..." His face was pale and his voice was extremely hoarse.

"This is my good son, let's go." Bi Fu waved his hand calmly.

Nan Wuyan bowed and retreated, his expression dull. He felt very regretful. If he had known this, he would not have come here even if he had been killed.

Only Bi Fu was left in the secret room.

In the weak light, even the smallest traces of floating dust appeared. The second elder of the Hundred Beast Sect stood motionless. His plain white robe was like a stone statue, without any tremors.

He suddenly took out a token from his arms.

This token, made of colored glaze, is like a palm-sized disc, crystal clear under the light. He slowly stroked the surface of the token and murmured with emotion: "How many years have passed, and the storms and waves have been overcome. I am far away from success.

There was only one step away, but Hu Tian appeared. Hey, I have to be careful. I must not capsize the boat in the gutter..." e
Chapter completed!