The little fatty, who was running in a circle, suddenly tripped on his right foot with his left foot. He fell straight onto the ground and fell flat on his face.
Pak pak pakâŚ
Nannan skillfully followed behind the little fatty and hit the little fattyâs butt with the bamboo whip.
Pan Gu, you ran too slow. Just now, you complained I didnât follow you. Now Sister ran with you, you should run!
Sister Nannan, spare me. I was wrong, I was wrong!
Pan Gu burst into tears. This bamboo whip was made by his master. Every time it hit his body, he couldnât dodge it. Pan Gu felt his butt was going to burst.
Eh? The little girl shouted out in surprise. She looked at Pan Gu with confusion, then pulled on Subhuti. âBrother Subhuti, do you feel Pan Gu seems to lose some weight?â
Subhuti patted his own forehead, thinking to himself, âDid you only just realize this now?â
He discovered it just now!
Master doted on these disciples so much, so how could he bear to hit them?
His master used this bamboo whip to help Little Fatty Pangu lose weight!
Nannan, hit a few more times!
She wanted to test it a few more times, so she urged.
Okay!
Nannan liked it the most. The bamboo whip hit Pan Guâs butt one after another. Of course, she didnât use much strength.
Aiyo! Aiyo!
Pan Guâs tears came down!
Sister Nannan, I donât like you anymore! You hurt me!
Nannan was beating harder. The small bamboo whip hit on Pan Guâs body, and it was no longer limited to his butt.
Pan Gu could no longer hold it in. He got up and started running.
Wait for me!
Nannan finally saw such a fun thing. How could she let him run? She chased after him with the small bamboo whip.
As expected of the Ancestral Master. He actually refined a bamboo whip that can help people lose weight. Just now, I seemed to see a Great Dao being broken by Nannan!
When a woman in the village saw this scene, she said in shock.
Thatâs natural. These few children are really lucky. To be able to acknowledge the Ancestral Master as their master, that stinky kid of mine only followed the Ancestral Master for a few lessons. Not only did he recognize a lot of words, he is now a Great Emperor Stage!
The Tao in my family is already True Immortal!
My Little Hai is too playful. He is only a Martial Saint now. Later, I will beat him up!
Wu Jinghua looked at everything in the village with relief. This was the ideal life, and it was the power of the Ancestral Master.
He was tired of running to Tibet, and all of this was because of the Ancestral Master!
He looked at Zhang Xuan with admiration. He was now an Immortal Sovereign Stage!
This was the realm of the three old ancestors!
If it wasnât for the patriarch, he would still be a Primordial Immortal.
A Immortal Sovereign was an unreachable dream.
Now, even Immortal Emperors were within his reach!
This wasnât a fantasy, but a real feeling.
No wonder the three ancestors were able to appear out of thin air all those years ago.
With such a master, even a pig would be able to reach the Immortal Sovereign!
Sinner! Sinner!
This was a huge crime!
Mm? Those people are⌠The people of Netherworld Sect, what are they doing here?
At this moment, Wu Jinghua saw a group of people walking towards the village.
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Misty Forest, inside the cave.
When the old Daoist and the others saw the dried bones on the ground, they were dumbstruck!
The old Daoistâs tears flowed as he looked at the dried bones on the ground in disbelief.
He finally found the Ancestral Master, but he didnât expect they would be late. The Ancestral Master just died not long ago!
Under the great joy and sorrow, Jing Youmingâs heart crumbled.
It wasnât just the old Daoist, the rest of the people of Netherworld Sect were staring blankly at the scene in front of them, as if they couldnât believe what they saw.
They went through a lot of hardships and finally found the old ancestor. They didnât expect to see the corpse of the old ancestor. How could they bear such a blow?
Old ancestor, please return to the sect!
The old Taoist looked through the entire tomb but didnât find anything. Only then did he roar in sorrow.
Old Ancestor, please return to the sect!
Everyone from the Netherworld Sect kept Old Yanâs corpse into the coffin. They respectfully lifted the coffin and walked out.
As they walked, a strong wave of Taoist Charm hit their faces.
Stop!
The old Daoist waved his hand to signal for them to stop. Then, he focused his gaze and looked forward.
What a dense Taoist Charm. Itâs even thicker than any place in the Immortal Region. Where is this place? Thereâs such a place in Misty Forest!
An elder looked ahead in shock and blurted out.
Sect Master, this place seems to be⌠I heard of such a place! A disciple said, but he couldnât recall where it was.
Everyone, look at those children!
An elder shouted in pleasant surprise.
Everyone looked over and saw a few children playing around the village. A little girl was chasing after a little fatty with a bamboo whip. Behind them, a man and a woman were chasing after them.
Hiss! What heaven defying talent!
How old are they? Theyâre actually at the Goddess!
Look at them, hissâŚ
Taoist Charm, itâs actually a Taoist Charm! Such a heaven defying child must be recruited into the sect!
Come, letâs go and talk about it! In a remote village like this, as long as we have some tricks up our sleeves, those people will definitely be grateful and agree to us immediately!
When the elders saw the four children, they could no longer hold it in and swore in their hearts, they would definitely take the children under their tutelage!
For such disciples, usually meeting one was a heaven-defying opportunity. Meeting two was the sign of the sectâs revival.
Meeting three, if their sect couldnât rise up, then it would be that they were too useless, unable to teach the three children!
And now, they encountered four!
Four peerless genius!
They found it hard to suppress their emotions.
We must take them in as our disciples!
The four of them immediately ran over, afraid that if they were late, someone else would beat them to it.
ThisâŚ
As Jing Youming couldnât help but want to go over and take a look, the Netherworld Bead in his hand suddenly flickered intensely.
The unusual movement of the Netherworld Bead attracted the attention of everyone. Even those experts who wanted to walk over were stunned.
Sect Master, whatâs going on? Did something happen to the Netherworld Bead?
Didnât the old ancestor die?
The person who died was definitely their old ancestor. They couldnât be wrong about this, but how could they explain this scene?
Jing Youming was also dumbfounded as he looked at the Netherworld Bead in front of him.
This treasure was left behind by their old ancestor, and it was also the most precious treasure of Netherworld Sect.
No one knew the Netherworld Sect had a Netherworld Bead.
If it wasnât for the fact that finding the Old Ancestor was too important, they wouldnât take out the Netherworld Bead.
A supreme-grade Holy Weapon would never have any problems.