Changsheng: I can sell everything

In the mine, the old woman shouted: "Twenty-third grandson? I actually already have twenty-third grandsons?"

Zhang Chen said in a low voice: "Grandma, uncle Qi got another son some time ago. Grandma now has eight sons and thirty-six grandchildren."

Having said this, he suppressed the panic in his heart, carefully walked forward on his knees, and faced the old woman in a clinging and admiring manner: "Grandma, my grandson is worried about you... Oops!"

As he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a cry of pain.

A wildly growing vine suddenly jumped forward at some point, and with this movement, it hit Zhang Chen on the back, causing his whole body to immediately flutter forward, and a cracking sound of bones could be heard.

If a silver dragon hadn't happened to fly by at the same time and cut off the vine, Zhang Chen would have suffered more than just a broken bone.

He will definitely be beaten to death by this vine!

But even though he was not dead, Zhang Chen was still seriously injured and fell to the ground after this beating, unable to get up for a while.

He is a second-level innate warrior who has also reached the foundation-building stage. His body is very strong. If left to the outside world, a monk like him who practices immortal martial arts can even leapfrog and fight against ordinary gods or third-level innate warriors.

But here, Zhang Chen was extremely vulnerable.

Zhang Chen, who fell to the ground, was horrified for a moment. He opened his mouth like an old woman, and balls of dark red blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Grandma!" Zhang Chen shouted with difficulty and pain.

The old woman was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, her eyes cold and dazed.

There were countless blood-red threads covering her eyeballs, making her eyes look like they were split open at first glance.

She chuckled, as if she didn't hear Zhang Chen's shout at all, or maybe she heard it, but she didn't care.

"I don't just have twenty-three grandchildren..." There seemed to be countless blood in her skinny body. She vomited blood and murmured, "I have eight sons and thirty-six grandchildren... so many, so many , hehehe, hahaha!”

The blood gradually dyed half of her body red.

On the other side of the cave, Song Ciwan stood at attention and watched all this silently in the void.

But although Song Ciwan's expression was silent, her heart was not really peaceful!

The old woman has fallen into various demonic realms evoked by the Void Magic Sword, but this demonic realm affects not only the old woman.

And Song Ciwan, the practitioner of the spell, will also be affected by the old woman’s inner demons to a certain extent!

Of course, Song Ciwan occupies the dominant position, and the Samadhi True Fire and inner demon seeds in her sea of ​​consciousness can also help her restrain her inner demons to the greatest extent, thus winning this battle of demonic thoughts.

But even so, if Song Ciwan's own will is not strong, the true fire of Samadhi and the inner demon seeds can at best ensure that her true spirit is not lost.

In the battlefield of inner demons, there are only zeros and ones. Win or lose. If a mistake is backfired, even if the true spirit is not lost, it will be seriously injured.

The dangers involved were more dangerous than any battle Song Ciwan had ever experienced.

This is also the reason why she rarely uses the Void Demonic Sword.

At this moment, the old woman who was in the real world of the mine looked crazy, while Song Ciwan, who was in the realm of nothingness, had a calm expression, and the water was still and deep.

Various phantoms of inner demons carrying long-lasting images flashed rapidly through Song Ciwan's sea of ​​consciousness, and she first understood that the old woman's name was originally Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping Zhang Ping, Cai Wei Pingye.

Zhang Ping was not born old. She was once a 28-year-old girl, she also had her youth, and she also longed for the beauty of life and the grandeur of the distance.

Since when did Zhang Ping gradually change?

She began to lose her name, from the original Miss Zhang Shiba, to the later Master of Caifeng Hall, to later Grandma Zhang, Grandma Zhang, Taijun Zhang... People gradually called her mother, grandmother, ancestor...

The eighteenth elder, the eighteenth wife, the master of the Chuan Gong Pavilion, the master of the preaching hall...

Later, she changed from the famous master of the Chuan Gong Pavilion and the master of the preaching hall of Zhang family in Chuzhou to an unknown old woman in the world of giant spirits.

He became a conspirator who deceived, robbed, and stole... just for what?

Zhang Ping sat cross-legged at the corner of the mine, with more and more blood on her body. Gradually, the blood dyed her entire body red, and more blood flowed under her body.

Zhang Ping laughed loudly, her laughter getting longer and longer, and she couldn't stop it.

"Hehehe, hahaha! I have eight sons and thirty-six grandchildren. How come there are so many? How come there are so many?"

"Who wants to have children? Who wants to give birth? I don't want to have children! I'm not a sow, how can I have so many children?"

She slapped her hands on the ground angrily, and fell in front of her. Zhang Chen was shaken by the force of her palm, and flew three feet backwards, hitting a nearby cave wall.

This time, Zhang Chen was even more seriously injured.

His eyes widened, speechless, and unable to resist. He just hung there in one breath, facing the turbulent waves, almost dead.

Zhang Ping suddenly raised her neck and sang softly: "Hey, the deer roars, the apples of the wild food, I have a guest, the drums and the harp and the sheng... Hey yo, the drums and the harp and the sheng..."

The singing voice was melodious and beautiful, completely inconsistent with her aging image at the moment.

Her mind wandered back to that year.

Yes, why did she give birth to so many children?

Because, because her surname is Zhang.

The Zhang family lives in the cracks between the nine states. Although Chuzhou is good, it is actually just a small place, lacking both resources and land.

Although Chuzhou is called a state, it is a fragmented state, with only a trace of ancient times.

The Zhang family is a surviving family in ancient times. They don't want to lose the glory of the family, let alone integrate into today's Kyushu and fall into the ordinary.

In this case, how to break the situation?

What if there is no talented and beautiful genius in the clan who cannot ride the wind and waves and swim against the current?

Then there is only life!

Yes, the decision of the clan elders is to let go of life.

After stepping down from the high altar of aristocratic families, all men and women in the clan are married to multiple people, letting go of their lives!

Men marry wives and keep concubines, and women marry husbands and keep concubines.

Sixteen-year-old Zhang Ping relied on her noble blood and was unwilling to lower her head and marry a husband at will. She wanted to leave a letter and use her sword to find her own opportunities.

On the day before leaving, the news was leaked by the clan sister.

The clan elders set up a dragnet to trap her. In the formation of the dragnet, there were ten husbands and attendants carefully selected by the clan elders for her.

And then, and then... Zhang Ping was dazzled by flowers in Tianluo's fantasy world.

Indulgence in the world is so interesting. Once you fall, you will never stand up again.

Later, she left the illusion, but somehow she left her free heart in the illusion. She followed the advice of the clan elders, married a husband, and stayed in the clan to have children and reproduce.

Continue to practice and advance until the secret realm of the spiritual world is opened!