I Am the Reincarnation of the Dao Ancestor?
chp 33's

Huang Rumeng looked at Sun Hao, but stopped talking.

“Rumeng, is there anything you want to ask me?” Said Sun Hao.

“My son, do you want to open a medical clinic in Jiangyang City?” Ask Huang Rumeng.

When Sun Hao heard it, his eyes bloomed.

This girl, yes.

Just tell me, he can guess what I think, amazing!

"Yes." Yeah." Said Sun Hao.

“My son, are you looking for a cultivator to protect you?” Huang Rumeng.

“En!” Sun Hao nodded.

“My son, if you don't like him, I'm willing to protect you!” Huang Rumeng.

"you?"

Sun Hao looked at Huang Rumeng from top to bottom, staring blankly.

Huang Rumeng did not have the breath of a cultivator at all.

How does a mortal protect himself?

“Can you protect me?” Ask Sun Hao.

Huang Rumeng smiled faintly, walked in front of Sun Hao, stretched out his weak and boneless hand, and held Sun Hao, "Master, come with me!"

"Yes!"

Sun Hao followed Huang Rumeng with a face full of doubt, his mind turning sharp.

Wasn't he also a cultivator?

If so, the problem will be big.

For the first time, I touched some places I could not touch.

Also, these few days, the two had gotten along, but they were close to each other, so it was difficult to fix it.

If he repents and slaps her, doesn't he ...

At this point, Sun Hao trembled in his heart.

“My son, can I take you flying?” Ask Huang Rumeng.

"flight?"

Sun Hao's eyes shone brightly.

Dreaming of wanting to travel the world, happy and happy.

Let the beautiful woman take her flying, the joy of life, I cannot ask for her.

"okay." Sun Hao nodded.

"Master, stand up for a second."

"it's good."

"Come a little more."

"Is this good?"

"Hold me tight."

"Not so good."

"After you fall, I might not be able to catch him!"

"Well, is this okay?"

"Stricter."

Hearing this, Sun Hao clung to Huang Rumeng.

A gentle breeze blew into the face.

There was something strange on his chest, and Sun Hao reacted involuntarily.

Huang Rumeng's face flushed red, and he hugged Sun Hao tightly, "Master, I'll start."

"Yes!"

"call……"

The two slowly ascended, and soon they jumped over the stone tower.

“Hey, it looks like there is a missing part of this tower!” Sun Hao was stunned.

“It looks like so, Son!” Huang Rumeng nodded.

The stone tower shrank rapidly in Sun Hao's eyes.

Sun Hao looked at the ground, and a dizzy came.

He hugged Huang Rumeng tightly, not daring to let go.

“My son, how?” Ask Huang Rumeng.

"So it's flying, it feels good!" Said Sun Hao.

"My son, this is not a flight. Next flight. I want to speed up!"

With this voice.

"explosions……"

There was a rumbling sound in the ears.

The entire person fell down from the sky like a roller coaster, speeding up very quickly, pressing down on his chest to breathe loudly, and his heart seemed to jump out.

"call……"

The wind and waves were blowing on his face, painful.

Sun Hao could not even open his eyes.

Horrible, horrible.

The heart is pounding and cannot stop at all.

Uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

"Like a dream, stop .. stop, stop, let me catch my breath!"

Huang Rumeng slowed down and slowly stopped.

He watched as Sun Hao sweated profusely, his eyes blooming with a strange light.

"Nature's son is unimaginable. This human pretends to be too similar, even I can't see the slightest difference!"

“My son, are you better?” Ask Huang Rumeng.

"Rumeng, slow down and bring me back. Your speed is almost the same as that of an airplane" Sun Hao said.

“Aircraft?” Huang Rumeng looked confused.

"It was a flying spirit weapon, and one could sit in it." Sun Hao changed his mind and said.

“Master, is this Feizhou? Feizhou not so fast.” Huang Rumeng.

"Was it necessary to consume spirit stones?"

"No, it's draining kerosene."

"soil oil?"

Huang Rumeng looked at Sun Hao with a worshipping gaze.

I've never heard of these things.

It was something that the higher world possessed.

It seems that his son came here from a certain higher world.

“My son, you are so amazing, you know so much,” Huang Rumeng said.

Looking at Huang Rumeng's fiery eyes, Sun Hao quickly pulled back.

These things make sense.

Just say it casually, what is so powerful.

Now, Huang Rumeng was also a cultivator, so he had to be careful with him and should not bother him.

"Not good, take me back!"

"Yes, Son!"

Huang Rumeng accelerated again, and Sun Hao almost vomited.

He kept shouting to slow down until Huang Rumeng's speed dropped to one-tenth, which was much easier.

It seems that the human body, even its mounts, is a test.

Back in the courtyard, Sun Hao said, "Rumeng, why don't you have the breath of a cultivator?"

“My son, I have a special cultivation technique and can hide my breath.” Huang Rumeng.

After Sun Hao heard it, he nodded silently.

Therehewas.

"Rumeng, in the future, we will have one more class every day, that is, you will take me flying until I fully adapt, we will go to Jiangyang City, how?"

"It was all on the orders of his son."

Huang Rumeng leaned slightly.

"Okay, let's take a look at this stone tower!"

Sun Hao lifted his head and looked at the towering stone tower above the sky, his eyes flickering brilliantly.

This stone tower had dozens of floors.

Look at the height, at least a few hundred meters.

If you stand on it, you will be able to capture the scenery under the mountain.

It is the perfect viewing platform.

Compared to flying, it is still safe.

"Okay, son."

The two stood in front of the stone tower and lightly patted the door.

"explosions..."

A dull voice sounded.

"My son, let me try!"

Huang Rumeng stepped forward, with a thought movement, he extracted his physical strength, fused it into his palm, and released it into the stone gate.

"Nr ..."

Shimen trembled for a moment.

Dust fell from above, showing a very complicated line.

It seems that these changes in life are primitive.

In many places, the queue has been removed.

After the strength of Huang Rumeng's body flowed into the line, a red light lit up and started flowing along the line.

and yet.

Huang Rumeng took out his Dantian power, but could not fill the striped path.

Take back his power.

Huang Rumeng touched Shimen with shock on her face.

"This is a pattern of formations, very old, at least from the Middle Ages, right?"

"This stone tower is not easy!"

Huang Rumeng stood in front of Sun Hao with an apologetic expression, "My son, my strength is too low to begin with."

"Nothing!"

"This thing, you can open it, you don't have to force it!"

Sun Hao touched Shimen's line and shook his head for a bit.

"Who described this pattern? This painting skill is too bad, let me do it myself!"

Sun Hao took out a chisel knife from the chisel room and stood in front of Shimen.

“My son, what are you?”Ask Huang Rumeng.

"I think these lines are portrayed very bluntly, and some places are wiped out. I'll fix it!" Said Sun Hao.

"what?"

Huang Rumeng's face was shocked.

At first glance, this ancient pattern was described by a great figure, yet the son actually said it all of a sudden?

Not likely?

Does your son really consider himself a human being?

This may seem ordinary on the surface, but it is actually very complicated.

Not to mention improvements, even a touch of a counterattack would be fatal.

However, his son did not have any magic power, and it should be fine if he met him.

Thinking like this, Huang Rumeng relaxed.

Seconds next.

He was stunned and unsettled for a long time.

I saw that the chisel blade was in Sun Hao's hand, as flexible as a flying dragon and a snake.

Ancient formation patterns, without counterattacks.

A row of lines quickly appeared on the stone gate.