Under One Person: Cultivating Immortality with Baby!

"You sly brat, you know the answer but you don't!"

Zhou Sheng rolled his eyes at Wang Ye and said, "I really don't know what you kids are thinking. You keep expanding the scope of the Qimen Formation, trying to control all the changes within it. Your ambition is really big!"

"Isn't this... wrong?"

Wang seemed to understand something, but still asked the question.

"Hey, see that guy over there?"

Zhou Sheng pointed to Zhao Yifan, who was catching up with Wugensheng.

"If you have the confidence to be as strong as that person, then you can do it. Otherwise, you're just courting death. Your body must be suffering from quite a few problems by now, right?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye's expression stiffened slightly, and he said with a wry smile, "Yes, who would have thought that I, at such a young age, who usually cultivates my health, would suffer from kidney deficiency and now have to soak goji berries in my thermos."

As he spoke, Wang Ye also raised the thermos cup at his waist.

"Ahem, you little rascal!"

Zhou Sheng was also impressed by this junior's unreliability. He coughed lightly and said, "Feng Hou Qi Men, the innate leader of the Zhou Tian, ​​covering the changes of the Zhou Tian, ​​transforming me into a king. If I cannot reach the realm of that person over there, I need to find another way: outer saint, inner king!"

"Outer sage, inner king, inner king, inner king, I am the king!"

Suddenly, Wang Ye opened his eyes, and in an instant, he seemed to understand something.

"Grandmaster Uncle, do you mean to fix the cervix within the body?"

"Not too stupid!"

Zhou Sheng smiled and shook his head, saying, "Alright, that's all I can tell you. As for the rest, you'll have to figure it out yourself. With your intelligence, if I teach you too much, you'll just become a blockhead like my fellow disciples."

"Thank you, great uncle!"

He bowed deeply to Zhou Sheng.

Although it was only their first meeting, Wang Ye was sincerely grateful to Zhou Sheng for giving him such a generous gift.

"Grandpa, why did you hit me again?"

Zhang Chulan said with a wry smile that although he was happy to see his grandfather when he was young, he had been beaten twice, which made him feel very helpless.

"Hmph, who told you, kid, that you don't even know your grandma's name?"

Zhang Huaiyi said with dissatisfaction.

Just now, Zhang Huaiyi asked Zhang Chulan about his grandmother's name because he wanted to be prepared in advance so as not to miss out on his future wife.

"But you really didn't mention it to me!"

Zhang Chulan said with an innocent look.

"Hey, Sect Leader Zhao, it's pretty boring just staying here. We should be able to take care of those guys over there, right?"

Just then, Fengping shouted.

In an instant, many of the thirty-six thieves turned their gazes to those foreign superhumans.

Just then, these guys had just driven the big monkey away and noticed the gazes of the thirty-six thieves looking over, which made their scalps tingle.

Master!

They were all true masters, and there were dozens of them at once!

"Whatever, if you're bored, just take care of them!"

Zhao Yifan waved his hand without turning his head, completely disregarding these foreign superhumans.

"okay!"

Feng Ping and several other warmongers immediately charged towards the group of foreign superhumans.

The clash between two timelines and the battle between extraordinary individuals from different eras are once again unfolding at this moment.

Ignoring the battle over there, Zhao Yifan slowly recounted the changes that had taken place in the Great Xia Dynasty over the next few decades to the people in front of him.

"Haha, not bad. Although I was tricked by you at first, the final result is good. Let's have a big drink! It's just a pity there's no good wine here!"

Among the thirty-six thieves, Dou Ruchang, the master painter, laughed loudly as he spoke.

Upon hearing this, the others nodded in agreement, feeling that their years had not been in vain.

"Hehe, wine? Then let's taste this fine wine from decades later!"

Zhao Yifan flipped his right hand, and a Devouring Pouch appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, bottles of fine wine were spat out from the sac.

"Hehe, Shi Nang, I didn't expect you to still have it."

Ma Ben smiled, a look of reminiscence on his face.

After all, he had once fought alongside this Onmyoji who had conquered Sakurajima, and he was proud of it.

"Yeah, it's been so many years, Old Ma. You're quite skilled; this thing is still intact."

Zhao Yifan laughed and tossed a bottle of wine to Ma Ben, saying, "Speaking of which, I saw your grandson a while ago. He's much more handsome than you."

"Oh, really? Haha, hahaha..."

Ma Ben smiled somewhat embarrassedly, then opened the bottle in his hand and took a sip.

"Haha, with wine, how could I, Fengping, be left out!"

Suddenly, flames swept out, and in an instant, several bottles of fine wine disappeared from the spot. Then, Fengping tossed them to several of the Thirty-Six Thieves who were also besieging foreign supernatural beings.

"Come, father-in-law, you should also try this fine wine from this era!"

Zhao Yifan then tossed two more bottles of fine wine to Wugensheng.

He casually took the wine bottle, and Wugensheng's lips twitched involuntarily. He was really not used to his own sect leader calling him father-in-law.

"Good wine!"

However, Wugensheng only took a sip of the wine in the bottle, but he couldn't help but sigh.

"Is this the fine wine of this era? It is indeed much more mellow and fragrant than the wine of our time!"

However, just as he uttered a sigh, Wugensheng widened his eyes and looked at Baobao, saying, "Baobao, girls shouldn't reminisce about the past, put it down quickly!"

Upon hearing this, the baby, who was drinking with a straw, gulped down the wine in the bottle and looked at Wugensheng with an innocent expression.

"Dad, why can't the children drink alcohol?"

"This……"

Looking at his baby who seemed completely unaffected, Wugensheng was speechless. He hadn't expected his baby to have such a high alcohol tolerance.

"Ahem, aren't you going to have a baby? Drinking alcohol is bad for the baby."

Wu Gensheng said.

"Oh, is that so? Although Uncle said that I'm in good health and will be fine, since you've said so, Dad, then I won't drink it."

As the baby spoke, he put down the second bottle of wine he had just picked up.

"It's done!"

Just then, Fengping and the others returned.

"Although a few escaped, most of them have been dealt with."

"Heh heh, you guys are so indecisive!"

At this moment, Ma Ben chuckled.

The next moment, he slapped the ground with his right hand.

Immediately afterwards, a figure emerged from the ground; it was Judy, who had been with Elijah earlier.

However, Judy had already lost an arm, and what was broken off was not flesh and blood, but a series of broken parts.

"A puppet? What an exquisite puppet! We didn't notice it when we made our move!"

Fengping exclaimed in surprise.

"Such a masterful and refined technique... it seems to be the work of my future grandson!"

Ma Ben smiled and said to Zhang Huaiyi beside him, "Big-eared scoundrel, as always, my grandson's skills are a bit better than yours. I can't beat you, but my grandson got my revenge."

"Humph!"

Zhang Huaiyi snorted and then tapped Zhang Chulan on the head.

There was nothing he could do; that son of a bitch really made him lose face.