Chapter 1227 I Recognize You as My Grandfather, You Bear the Consequences for Me

"The object has just crashed into your body. Let me see if I can pull it out for you. If I can pull it out, this will stop. Naturally, it is good for you, me, and everyone. If you can't pull it out..." Balance's eyes were a little erratic, and his eyes were a little strange. Speaking of which, it was also his cause and effect. He chased Taoist Crow, which caused the mortal demon god in front of him to suffer such a disaster. Part of this cause and effect must be attributed to him.

"What if I can't pull it out? Ancestor is not going to kill me to silence me, right?" Cui Yu felt excited and stared at the Taoist in front of him.

"That's not true. Although this thing is precious, I already have one. Besides, even if you give me this opportunity, I don't dare to take it." He Qingli opened his mouth to steady Cui Yu, and then placed his palm on it. Cui Yu's soul was stunned for a moment.

Seeing the Taoist's expression in front of him, Cui Yu's heart skipped a beat: "Ancestor, don't scare me. You must help me pull this thing out."

Balancing caressed Cui Yu's soul and felt the opportunity of the innate immortal aura, but was attracted by the imprint of Xiao Zhou Tianjue in Cui Yu's soul.

As mentioned above, Cui Yu has mastered Xiao Zhou Tian, ​​which can be regarded as entering the immortal way.

At this time, He Qingli noticed Cui Yu's little Zhoutian mark that was different from ordinary people. For some reason, his heart was beating wildly, and his soul was also on a whim, and an inexplicable feeling poured into his heart.

He just felt that that mark was very important to him!

Indescribably important!

A tremor that is beyond life, beyond the essence of life.

As if destined, that mark came from the desire of my soul.

Let him understand him at all costs, at all costs.

It's just that the mark is too shallow and the opportunity is too bleak. Even with his supernatural power, he can't deduce the secret behind it.

"Ancestor? Ancestor?" Looking at the dazed and distracted 'ugly monster' in front of him, Cui Yu's heart was in a state of confusion, like fifteen buckets fetching water, and the bad feeling in his heart became more and more serious. Especially the Demon God of Balance was in a daze. In Cui Yu's eyes, there were terrifying and ferocious heads looking at him, and he was very panicked.

"Ah?" He Qingli was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and looked at Cui Yu blankly.

"How is the opportunity in my soul?" Cui Yu couldn't help but ask.

"There is no hope! Don't think about it! Your life soul seems to be somewhat unique. The opportunity actually merged with your soul and turned into a magical power. Unless you die and your soul disappears, and then your consciousness is completely wiped out, otherwise I can’t come out.” He Qingli replied directly without even thinking about it. Then he lowered his voice and muttered to himself: "It's so weird! It's so weird! How mysterious the innate immortal aura is. Even if the innate gods and demons want to refine it, it will still require dozens or hundreds of Hui Yuan. , how come you refined it directly? And it should not be turned into a natal magical power?"

"Ah?" Cui Yu suddenly turned pale when he heard this. Looking at the bad luck gathering between heaven and earth, his face lost color and turned pale with fear.

With the blessing of bad luck, if an innate being with the same cultivation level as himself came over, wouldn't he be dead by then?

He had just arrived in the wilderness and caused such trouble. It was a long time ago.

With all the bad luck in the world gathered together, any unlucky thing can happen!

"Ancestor, what was it that crashed into my soul earlier?" Cui Yu looked at the Taoist in front of him with his eyes, filled with uneasiness. His cultivation level was too low at this time, and he really couldn't see the immortal aura and the crow's beak clearly. "It's a chance creation." He Qingli's eyes were complicated, and he comforted him against his will: "A precious innate immortal aura that even the innate demon god can't ask for."

"Innate immortal aura?" Cui Yu's heart moved when he heard this. It was indeed a blessing, but why did the ugly demon god in front of him look like this?

Of course he knew that the innate immortal aura was a good thing, but looking at the bad luck gathering in the whole world, Cui Yu always felt that this thing was not serious, and if it was really the innate immortal aura, why did the Taoist in front of him look like this? expression?

"The innate immortal aura is conceived by chaos and formed after countless chaotic calamities. After being smelted into one's own body, one can gain the power of 'Tao' to be added to one's body. Making oneself immortal and coexisting with chaos is one A creation of chaos. A unique product that has endured the calamity of chaos, an opportunity for immortality." He Qingli thought Cui Yu didn't know, so he explained. After all, even among the top demon gods, there are few who understand the immortal aura.

Moreover, he had just investigated and found that the little thing in front of him indeed had no divine power. This was simply a miracle!

In the wild world, how come there are no creatures that have mastered divine power?

After hearing the explanation from the Taoist in front of him, Cui Yu couldn't help but look panicked, and a thought flashed through his mind: We're in big trouble! If this is really an innate immortal aura, how can the demon in front of him let it go? The other party came after this object, and this object merged into his soul. How could the other party just let it go? .

And since there are such benefits, why does the demon have such a strange expression? Look at the bad luck gathering between heaven and earth. It doesn't look like a good thing.

As if he had seen through Cui Yu's thoughts, Banli said vaguely: "However, although it is good to smelt the indestructible spiritual light, it will also have some side effects. It's just that in the future, my hard-working fellow Taoist will bear this suffering on my behalf in the wild sentient beings!"

The Demon God of Balance was vague and gave no explanation.

Having cultivated the immortal aura of the Avenue of Bad Luck, everything in the future will be met with bad luck. Is it a side effect to have a crow's mouth?

"Does that mean that I will be immortal in the future?" Cui Yu noticed the ambiguity of Qian Li, so he pretended not to know and opened his mouth to test with a face full of joy.

"Immortality is just a concept. What is immortal is only the innate immortal aura, not your consciousness. The crow ancestor has integrated the immortal aura, isn't he still dead? The immortal aura is still the immortal aura. The immortal aura cannot be extinguished, but the consciousness of our gods and demons can be erased. Furthermore, the immortal aura can also be sealed, or banished to endless emptiness and uncultivated chaos. At that time, what is the difference between living and dead? The difference?" He Qingli looked at Cui Yu with burning eyes, fearing that this guy would act recklessly in the future, and his words were full of warnings.

"Unless one day your life is perfect, completely integrated with the immortal aura, and you control the power of one thing, then your consciousness and the immortal aura are integrated into one, and you can be called truly immortal."

Balance said subconsciously: "You have integrated this bad luck. I'm afraid that before you can completely and perfectly integrate the immortal aura, you will have already died under this terrible bad luck."

At this moment, Cui Yu glanced at the slightly strange look in the balance, heard the other party's subconscious words, and based on his knowledge, and then looked at the abnormal energy gathering between the heaven and the earth, he had already guessed in his heart: This is the law of bad luck! . At this moment, he didn't know that he was in big trouble. Listening to the words of the ugly demon in front of him, he still had luck in his heart. His face gradually turned into a bitter look, and he asked tentatively: "Ancestor said that I will have bad luck." Haunted?”

He also gradually came back to his senses as to why such a precious innate immortal spiritual light fell into his hands, but why was the demon in front of him not anxious at all? My guess may have come true, and I have actually incurred the most mysterious law of bad luck.

But at this time, even the whole heart of Heping was focused on the mark of little Zhou Tian. How could he care about the innate immortal aura?

At this time, He Qian was thinking about the mystery of Xiao Zhoutian's mark. For some reason, after seeing the little Zhoutian mark, he felt that there was a kind of inspiration in his heart. That inspiration seemed to be able to burst out at any time, but it always It's because there's a glimmer of opportunity missing.

He was thinking about how to figure out the mark. When he heard Cui Yu's words, he replied directly without thinking: "Of course! The higher the cultivation level, the more unlucky it is! The closer it is to the immortal aura, the more unlucky it is. Moreover, Not only are you unlucky, everyone who is causally involved with you will also be unlucky, especially your innate crow's mouth, which is simply a buff involving the original law..."

After coming back to his senses at this point, he looked at Cui Yu with his eyes. Seeing that Cui Yu's expression was getting worse and worse, he suddenly closed his mouth.

"Is there a way to crack it?" Cui Yu felt bitter in his heart, staring at Jijun with a pair of eyes, as if he had already relied on you:

"Ancestor, this aura broke into my soul because of you. I am innocent!"

"Of course there is a way to solve the problem. Find a person with great luck, worship him as your teacher, and recognize him as your father. The other person's luck will naturally help you survive the disaster. The disadvantage is that you lose your father and your master." He Qingli didn't even think about it. He replied directly.

Hearing this, Cui Yu's face turned green.

His dignified ancestor Cui Yu, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of millions of years, wants to recognize his father?

But for the sake of your own safety in this world in the future, you should bow your head anyway!

Although I am still little Zhou Tian at this time, my cultivation level will one day break through!

After Balancing finished speaking with his back to Cui Yu, seeing that Cui Yu didn't move, he quickly turned around, only to see that the other party was staring directly at him.

"What are you looking at me for?" Qianli was puzzled, feeling a little nervous for some reason.

Cui Yu didn't even think about it. He knelt down and kowtowed: "Dad! I've seen you before. You can kill the crow ancestor. You must be a person with great supernatural powers and magic power. You can suppress this endless bad luck." Luck, just be a good person and be my father."

Cui Yu was also forced to become anxious and immediately recognized his father.

"Don't kneel! Don't kneel!" Qingli quickly moved out of the way: "Who can be the father of an unlucky guy like you?"

"Dad, you have to help me. If it weren't for you, would that innate immortal light be able to penetrate into my soul? You have to be responsible for me." Cui Yu kept kowtowing.

If you don't solve the problem of bad luck, you won't be able to survive in this mysterious world in the future!

I can’t even think of upgrading my hunter’s golden finger!

The effect of this bad luck is too great!

Balance looked at Cui Yu, feeling a little numb at this moment. He was thinking about the mark in the other party's soul, but he couldn't just run away. He could only watch helplessly, thoughts racing in his mind, thinking about ways to break the situation.

"I am the innate demon god, and heaven and earth are my parents. If you recognize me as your father, aren't you asking me to shorten my life?" He Qingli rolled his eyes and thought of a reason to evade:

"If I don't bring it up again, I'm afraid God will strike me with a thunderbolt."

"Dad, I'm not an innate demon, just accept me." Cui Yu was shameless and refused to let go.

"Even innate creatures can't do it," Qian Qian refused.

"Dad, I am not a born being, I am an acquired being." In order to save a dog's life, Cui Yu didn't care about so much at this time. He wanted to be a father first and resist the disaster.

"Acquired souls? What is that?" He Qianli showed a trace of curiosity, and his heart moved: "Is it possible that the unique mark is related to this root?"

Cui Yu was about to explain when he suddenly saw black light flowing in the sky, and a figure appeared in the field.

This person was dressed in a black robe, surrounded by black mist, and countless phantoms danced in the black mist, as if everything in the world was evolving around him.

Whatever the heart thinks and desires can be seen and satisfied in the black mist.

The figure was shrouded in black light, making it difficult to see his figure.

"Pingheng, what tricks are you playing?" The heart master looked at the scene in the field and showed curiosity:

"How long have we been apart, and you have recognized a good son? And this guy is so weak? I, the ancestor, can blow him to death in one breath."

Pingheng looked ugly, but he didn't say anything. For a while, he didn't know how to explain.

After all, he did something unkind.

"Could it be that you ruined a goddess, then abandoned her, and now the cause and effect have come to you?" The heart master's voice was full of jokes.

"Don't talk nonsense, I, Pingheng, am not that kind of person." Pingheng's face sank.

"Hey, didn't I get it right? I've never seen you look like this before." The Heart Master looked at the gloomy Hengjun, and his expression became subtle.

He was in charge of the Heavenly Demon Avenue, and he had a subtle grasp of human nature and emotions.

"Boy, since you want to recognize your father, why not recognize all of them at once, and recognize me as your grandfather. I'm just missing a good son! I'm just missing a good grandson." The Heart Master thought the scene in front of him was quite interesting, and couldn't help but look at Cui Yu and joked.

"No!" Hengjun's face changed when he heard the words, and he quickly stopped him.

But at this time, Cui Yu was shocked. It was a rare opportunity, so how could he miss it? No matter who the other party was, since the other party was a demon god, he could bear the cause and effect for him in the future. So he kowtowed and said crisply: "Grandpa! I meet you!"

As he spoke, Qili kowtowed more than a dozen times.

"No! Stop!" Hengjun wanted to stop him, but was interrupted by the Heart Master, who raised his hand and said in a cheerful voice: "Hahaha! Hahaha! As expected, there is something fishy going on! Hengjun, you are a loyal and honest person with thick eyebrows and big eyes. I didn't expect you to do such a thing. You really make me look at you in a new light."

"You...you..." Hengjun was really at a loss when he saw this scene. He was completely speechless. He quickly reached out his hand, trying to cover the heart master's mouth, but the heart master took a step back and easily stepped back, looking at Cui Yu with a pair of eyes full of joy:

"Hahaha! Hahaha! My dear grandson, I will be your grandfather from now on. My dear grandson is so good."

After speaking, he looked at Hengheng: "Hengheng, call me daddy."

"It's over." Hengheng's face changed wildly, and he looked at the heart master: "You misunderstood, it's not the kind of relationship you imagined."

"Don't cover it up, if he wasn't your own son, would you have the leisure to listen to the other party's nagging?" The heart master sneered and made an expression that saw through everything.

'Kacha~'

At this moment, a thunderous sound between heaven and earth connected Cui Yu and the heart master's fate together.

The contract was reached!