Then he picked him up from Xuyuan.

I have seen that he is not a demon child. If you don't want to force me, I should follow the rules and take him back to Mozhu Mountain and ask the master to take a look at him."

The two children looked at the devil with fear at such a young age and could enter and exit Xuyuan, and hurriedly acknowledged him.

Then Song Dayou looked at the boy and asked, "Does he have a name?"

The boy shook his head numbly. He didn't know if he couldn't remember.

So Song Dayou made the final calculation, handed the boy a talisman, and pointed to the ancestral hall behind him.

"Hold on, go in and kowtow three times."

The boy was quite obedient. He took the talisman and ran into the ancestral hall to kowtow. He came back soon and returned the talisman to Song Dayou.

Song Dayou took the talisman and shook it, burned it in the palm of his hand, scattered it with the wind, closed his eyes and listened.

"Is your surname Zheng?"

So Song Dayou opened his eyes, counted with his fingers,

"Since the characteristics of the mountain master, I have come to accept you, I think you are destined to my Qingting Peak Leifa lineage. It is almost time for me to break through to the Nascent Soul, so according to the inheritance of my lineage, I will pass on the word "Ze" to you.

From now on, your name will be Zetian."

When this happened, Song Dayou took out a jade gourd and muttered silently. From the center of the gourd, a thunder cloud flashed with lightning. It wrapped two Taoists and a disciple together with the thunder cloud, and flew into the sky with lightning speed.

, return to Mozhu Mountain.

Zheng Zetian was not afraid of heights. He lay in front of the thunder clouds with his mouth open and looked at the world outside the village with a look of surprise.

The two Taoist boys were not that interested. After all, there had been a drought for many years. The journey to Mozhu Mountain was full of wilderness, loess, white sand, and not even green. There was really nothing to see.

Although these two are not very old, they both come from a family of cultivators. They are precocious and sensible. Of course they know how extraordinary it is to pick them up from Xuyuan. They can't help but inquire.

"Senior Brother Song, are you sure this kid is staying alone in a place like Xuyuan? I mean, what does he eat? Is he hungry? Do you want some pills?"

"I heard that if you spend the night in Xuyuan, you won't be able to return to your human form and you can use it to drink. Is it true? Is this Junior Brother Zheng really okay?"

Song Dayou rolled his eyes as if he didn't know his face.

"I have reached a level of Jiazi in practice. Do you still need to remind me about this kind of thing?"

Naturally, the two Taoists didn't dare to confront you, saying, "Don't we just not trust you, a loser who has been stuck in the Golden Core Realm for sixty years?" They just said it politely.

"It's not that I can't trust senior brother, it's just that this disciple has just entered the sect and wants to learn and discuss. Is there something wrong with junior brother Zheng?"

My dear, can you stay in Xuyuan for a long time?"

"Yes, yes, senior brother, you are well-informed. You have fought in the north and south, and are superb in Taoism. Do you think he has acquired some secret method from Luo Jiao to be able to enter and leave the virtual abyss freely?"

Song Dayou couldn't help but glance at them sideways,

"Hey, how old are you two? You know quite a lot, but this three-legged cat's skills don't look like those of a soldier? What, you are a descendant of an aristocratic family?"

The boy holding the golden bell hurriedly presented a treasure note, "Don't dare, don't dare, what age are you talking about, what kind of aristocratic family is this? My boy, Huang Jing, is a businessman at home. I have to be saved by my senior brother this time. It's a small thing, but it's not possible."

Respect."

Song Dayou raised his eyebrows and was shocked when he saw the amount of the treasure note, "Oh, it's only one thousand taels. Darling, are you the Huang family who sells smuggled salt?"

Jinzhong Boyzi smiled and said, "It's a small business, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning. It's all the blessing of the giants, and the blessing of dragging the Railway Institute!"

The boy with the silver bell couldn't afford a thousand taels, but he quickly came up to fawn over him.

"Senior brother, I'm too ignorant. My nephew Xiang Ji is a descendant of Xiang County, Dongjiang Road. If you want to check the genealogy, Xiang Zhenjun is still my distant uncle. Then senior brother, you are also my uncle! We are all from Mozhu Mountain.

, let’s get a kiss!”

Song Dayou was also speechless,

"Oh, that's it. You two brats dare to talk behind your back. You look down on me. You really come from a distinguished family. How can today's aristocratic family compare with local tycoons like you?"

"Senior brother, forgive me!" "Young man realizes your mistake!"

The two Taoist boys immediately made a gesture of kneeling down to apologize.

Song Dayi waved his sleeves to lift them both up.

"Come on, I think you two bitches have been spoiled since childhood. You sit in a well and look at the sky, but you don't know how high the sky is. But I, a disciple of the Mozhu Mountain Sect, have never hidden my secrets. You two have a good destiny, but you are still jealous of Zetian's

Immortal fate, right? Don’t say I won’t give you a chance, let’s see if you can seize it.”

The two Taoist boys were overjoyed when they heard that they were destined to be immortals.

"What are you talking about, senior brother? We are both disciples of Mozhu Mountain, so it is natural for us to help our junior brother!"

"Yes, yes, junior brother Zheng is also a native of Liguo! It should be right!"

Song Dayou didn't bother to reveal their little thoughts. He just waved to Zheng Zetian and rolled up his sleeves to expose his arms.

"If you want to see it, come and see it. This is his fate."

Huang Jing and Xiang Ji happily came over to take a look, and saw that the little beggar's thin arms seemed to have been copied with dense scripts and scripts using cinnabar or some kind of blood...

Song Dayou said,

""The Towering and Immovable Mount Tai's Deep Roots and Fruitful Treasures"."

Boom! There was a sound, and the face of Huang Jing and Xiang Ji started to burn!

The two Taoist boys screamed "Ahhhhh!" "Owhhhhhh!" and covered their faces as they fell down and rolled in the thunderclouds! Purple fire was ignited on their heads, faces, and hands! The skin, fat, blood, and flesh were all burned away.

It's sizzling!

Zheng Zetian watched them howling and writhing quietly, as if they were born to be stupid, and as if he had seen this scene countless times.

"You are indeed destined to be with me."

Song Dayou touched Zheng Zetian's head with satisfaction, and then looked at the Taoist boys who were rolling on the thunder clouds because of the fire. He watched them roll for a while, their skin and flesh were almost burned to pieces, and they were no longer human. Then he made a gesture and waved his sleeves.

, put out the flames. He said to the dying two people,

"Why, this won't work? It seems that your life is not tough enough to take on the big responsibility he has. Why don't you take a break and prepare yourself before trying again?"

"...Don't dare, don't dare..."

"Disciple realizes his mistake, senior brother, please spare my life..."
Chapter completed!