The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

At this moment, Dugu Wushuang, the Patriarch of the Dugu Family, is receiving the gift-giver in the lobby.

Dugu Wushuang is the head of the contemporary Dugu family.

She is a very special person, she is not very beautiful, there is even a scar on her eyes, and her skin is also a little dark.

But everyone who sees her will never forget her.

Because she has a pair of very beautiful eyes.

Her eyes were three parts majestic, three parts charming, three parts tender, and one part called killing intent.

She laughs sometimes, her smile speaks, her hands, her chest, her legs...every inch of her body seems to speak.

Dugu Wushuang's aptitude is not good, but she insisted on using various means to raise herself to the realm of gods.

And now there is still the possibility of hitting the annihilation realm.

The monks knew what this meant, that this woman was not to be messed with.

Being able to ignore aptitude and forcibly improve one's cultivation level, possessing such means, if used in dealing with others.

That can only be described in four words, cruel and merciless.

Even to the extreme, unscrupulous means can be used, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it.

The fact is exactly the same, the Dugu family has Dugu Wushuang sitting in charge.

Even if the population is sparse, it still has an important position in China.

It can be said that Dugu Wushuang has contributed a lot.

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"Patriarch Dugu, this is Wudang's Jingyue Pill, which is most suitable for children to wash their bodies."

In the hall, a smiling old Taoist priest and a young Taoist priest were talking with Dugu Wushuang.

Since yesterday afternoon, there has been an endless stream of people who came to give gifts.

All kinds of rare treasures, geniuses and treasures, are almost relented.

But Dugu Wushuang never thought that this old man would appear here.

The old Taoist priest is one of the three great realms of annihilation in China, the leader of Wudang Mountain, Zhang Zhenren.

Of course, no one knew the old Taoist's real name, everyone called him Zhang Zhenren.

"Realist Zhang is here, and Dugu's family is full of splendor. Such a big gift is really unbearable."

This Daoist Zhang is a real idler and a wild crane. He doesn't care about worldly affairs, and spends all day watching over his disciples and grandchildren, living his own life.

This time he actually came to Dugu's house, which made Dugu Wushuang a little puzzled.

The old Taoist saw that Dugu Wushuang was very special, and rubbed his hands together in embarrassment, a little funny, but very kind.

This appearance is hard to imagine, he is a Tai Chi master in the realm of annihilation.

"Is there something wrong with Master Zhang?"

Dugu Wushuang didn't want to go around the corner, there were still a lot of people waiting to give gifts, all of them were waiting in the reception room, if one person delayed for a while, he would be exhausted to death.

"Well, there is indeed something." The old Taoist became more and more embarrassed.

"Really Zhang, but it's okay to say."

"Well, Patriarch Dugu, do you think your little princess can practice with me?"

The old Taoist lingered and finally revealed his purpose, which turned out to be to recruit disciples.

Zhang Zhenren has three major hobbies in his life, accepting apprentices, drinking, and eating meat.

This old Taoist priest accepts disciples, it can be said that he has truly taught without discrimination, as long as he is dedicated to goodness, he will follow the instructions no matter what you are.

Now in Wudang Mountain, the few Xindi sons sweeping the floor in front of the gate are famous mountain spirits.

This stumped Dugu Wushuang, the ability of the old Taoist priest was obvious to all.

But his own practice skills are not bad.

Moreover, the Dugu family had unleashed superpowers in the past, which proved that the upper limit of the family's practice skills was very high.

Moreover, the old ancestor who was like an old child in the family was looking forward to taking the girl. How could it be possible for the little baby to follow the old Taoist up the mountain.

Seeing Dugu Wushuang's reluctance, the old Taoist smiled freely.

"It's not fate yet." The old Taoist smiled regretfully.

The old Taoist wandered outside with his disciples and observed the astonishing vision of heaven and earth, so he had the cheek to come to Dugu's house to accept disciples.

If it was another family, the decision might be made on the spot.

But the children of the Dugu family have always been taught by themselves.

"Who are you?" At this moment, a noise suddenly came from outside.

Dugu Wushuang frowned, and the old man was also a little curious.

Even though there are few people in the Dugu family, there are seven gods in the family. If you dare to come here to make trouble, your brain will be kicked by a donkey, right?

"Bang! Bang!" Two muffled voices sounded, and then the outside fell into silence.

In the yard, Xiao Chen looked at the two people who had passed out on the ground, and rubbed his wrists: "Grandma's, your head is so hard!"

The noise here alarmed the people who came to Dugu's house to give gifts.

A dozen people ran out of the reception room.

Looking at Xiao Chen, people were full of question marks, where did this dazed young man come from?

"Patriarch Dugu, Master Zhang..."

At this time, Dugu Wushuang and the old Taoist also came out.

Seeing these two great gods, everyone greeted them one after another.

"Who are you and why are you here to make trouble?" Looking at Xiao Chen, Dugu Wushuang asked expressionlessly.

When Xiao Chen saw Dugu Wushuang, he was taken aback for a moment, and then stared at him very impolitely.

"Does it look like, does it look like, dead pig." Xiao Chen asked in disbelief.

Hei Feng rolled his eyes: "Who do you look like, I think your eyesight is not very good recently."

"My eyes are 5.00, very good. Do you think she looks like my registered apprentice, the irascible chick in Haoran World?"

Xiao Chen forced Hei Feng's eyes to widen, facing Dugu Wushuang.

"It hurts, hurts, lightly, lightly, whoops." Hei Feng's eyes were stretched, and tears burst out.

"Hey, she really looks like that irritable woman, but her realm is too different." Hei Feng was weeping, and he was amazed at the same time.

"Let go, let go." Heifeng shook the pig's head, jumped to the ground, and quickly ran to Dugu Wushuang's side.

"Hey, Brother Chen, look at the black skin, look at the scars on the eyes, they are exactly the same, why did this woman come here?"

Heifeng circled around Dugu Wushuang, his mouth full of wonder.

Xiao Chen's only registered apprentice in the Grand Virtue World looks almost exactly like this woman in front of him.

But Hei Feng thought about it, and felt that something was wrong.

That irritable chick is several thousand years old, and the chick in front of her is only a few hundred years old.

No matter how young a practitioner looks, the bone meridians will change over time.

And the spirit is completely different in each age group.

It is almost impossible to make mistakes in judging the age of a practitioner based on these.

"It shouldn't be the same person. If it was that irascible chick, I would probably be beaten into meatloaf."

Heifeng rubbed against Dugu Wushuang's leg meanly, and Dugu Wushuang just frowned slightly.

"You really deserve a beating." Xiao Chen rolled his eyes.

It is a miracle of life that this cheap pig can live till now without being beaten to death.