Without him, Han Chujiu looks like this now, with almond eyes and peach cheeks, a cute round face, and fierce breasts. He really doesn't look very imposing.

After finally holding back, Chang Lao said again: "The Xutian Cauldron briefly broke through the shackles. That means someone simulated planting the Underworld Fruit. Isn't this a good thing? Xiaojiu, you finally have a chance to break the [curse]. Yes.

Now, who is your apprentice?"

He was really curious as to how there could be such a heaven-defying monster in the Cultivation Continent.

Even Huangquan fruit can be grown.

However, after hearing his words, Han Chujiu became even more furious.

"How do I know who my apprentice is? I can't sense anyone in the inheritance space at all!"

Chang Lao was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Han Chujiu said angrily: "My apprentice didn't wait for me in the inheritance space. Tell me, is it because the people in your Ji Realm are responsible for this? They were afraid that my precious apprentice would retaliate against Di Ming in the future, so they deliberately plotted against him."

The corner of Chang Lao's mouth twitched. Xiaojiu, who is unreliable, could he be more unreasonable?

Recently, the barrier in the northern border has been weak and ghosts have invaded. The emperor has no time to chase his wife. The entire Jiji territory is so busy that who has the heart to plot against his apprentice!

"Ahem..." Chang Lao coughed lightly, "Is it possible that the person who received the inheritance is not interested in becoming the successor of the King of Medicine?"

As soon as these words came out, Han Chujiu's expression instantly became dull, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Chang Lao coughed again, "You haven't thought about this possibility at all, right? Well... maybe the person who inherited your inheritance is a fighting monk, and he doesn't want to be the King of Medicine..."

"No!! It's possible!!" Han Chujiu shouted, interrupting Chang Lao's words fiercely, "I am the Holy Ancestor Medicine King, the only Holy Ancestor Medicine King in the world, why should he dislike me!!

There is no one in this world who doesn’t want to be my apprentice, Han Chujiu. They must be people from your Ji Realm. They are afraid that my precious apprentice is more powerful than Di Ming, so they deliberately suppress me!"

Frequent headaches.

As soon as he saw the Xutian Cauldron, he ran over, wanting to hug Xiaojiu and cry, comforting him that he was finally relieved of his pain over the years, and that he was truly an idiot.

Can Xiaojiu's focus be normal for once?

He sighed and said: "How could the emperor suppress your apprentice? Forget it, even if he doesn't want to inherit the inheritance, he still has to overcome the tribulation and ascend, right? Now that a trace of your soul has been imprinted in her sea of ​​consciousness, as long as she ascends to the Cultivation Continent

, without the space barrier, you can always sense him."

"Furthermore, have you ever thought about another possibility? The three levels passed down by the King of Medicine are difficult to pass. Maybe your precious apprentice passed the three levels but was seriously injured, so he is recuperating? You said you are thousands of years old.

, can you be calmer?"

Han Chujiu was stunned for a moment, and then the anger on his face turned into surprise.

"Yes, my disciple must be injured. He must be sleeping now!"

"If my disciple knew that he could be the disciple of my holy ancestor Medicine King, he would be extremely happy. How could he dislike it?"

"By the way, what kind of greeting gift should I prepare for my disciple? [Guiyuan Pill]? No, no, it's too unflattering! Or [Juechen Pill] is better! But it seems that the inheritance space cannot give pills, damn,

Space barriers are so annoying.”

"Then I have to prepare a few sets of alchemy techniques..."
Chapter completed!