Ren Changhui's eyes lit up when he thought of Ren Tingting wearing a windbreaker and holding a gun with both hands.
With a thought, a black pistol appeared in his hand.
This was a pistol that Ren Changhui had created based on his own ideas.
In this dream, he was an omnipotent god.
God said, let there be light, and there will be light.
God said that there must be a good gun, so there was a good gun in this world.
"Tingting, catch!"
Ren Changhui appeared in Ren Tingting's room and threw the pistol in his hand over.
"Bang!"
Ren Tingting instinctively grabbed the pistol and fired another shot at the corpse's head.
A dark red bullet whizzed out from it and entered the corpse's head.
"Boom!"
The corpse's head exploded like a watermelon that had been hit by violence. Blood splattered everywhere, and a beautiful flower of blood bloomed.
Even without its head, the corpse's body still swayed twice before it dared not fall down.
"Who are you?"
Ren Tingting heaved a sigh of relief, but she immediately became nervous again and stared at Ren Changhui vigilantly.
"Who do you think I look like?"
Ren Changhui grinned.
"Who do you look like? You look a little like my father when he was young…"
Ren Tingting felt a little confused.
She originally thought that Ren Changhui looked very friendly.
When she heard Ren Changhui say this, she suddenly felt that this person seemed more amiable.
"Child, I am your great-grandfather."
"Great-grandfather!"
Ren Tingting was stunned for a moment, and her face was filled with disbelief.
" That's right. The Ren family may seem powerful now, but in reality, they can't even withstand a single blow. Any random warlock or mage who has the intention to harm you will be unable to escape. Therefore, I want to nurture you into the Ren family's Martial Saint…"
" Tomorrow night, you and your father will each put half a bowl of blood outside the back door…"
……
"Building an ancestral hall and finding people to worship incense is very important to me.”
……
After explaining everything he thought of, Ren Chang Hui exited Ren Ting Ting's dream.
Ren Manor.
In Ren Tingting's boudoir.
"Great-grandfather!"
The moment Ren Changhui was pushed out of Ren Tingting's dream, Ren Tingting suddenly sat up on the bed.
However, he was immediately jolted awake.
"Eight Trigrams Roving Dragon Palm!"
Ren Tingting stood up in confusion and gestured in the room.
"Hiss-"
She pinched her thigh hard.
It hurt so much.
This was not a dream. She was already awake.
"What happened in the dream is actually real. No, I have to tell father.”
She actually learned a martial art in her dream.
This kind of thing sounded unbelievable, but it really happened.
Ren Tingting put on her clothes and ran out impatiently.
——
Not long after daybreak, Lin Jiu asked Wen Cai to deliver a peach wood sword to the Ren residence.
This peach wood sword was a magic weapon that Lin Jiu's master had once used.
Later on, Lin Jiu's master was severely injured by a demon general in a demon disaster and passed away. This peach wood sword was left to Lin Jiu.
However, Lin Jiu had the mahogany sword that he had been practicing since the beginning of his cultivation, so this mahogany sword had been put aside and hung on the wall of the mortuary.
Last night, Ren Fa asked him for a magic weapon to guard his house. After weighing the pros and cons, he thought of sending this peach wood sword over.
That was because he only had two peach wood swords out of the five magic tools, the Five Emperors Gold Coin Sword, the Eight Trigrams Mirror, the Daoist robe, and the peach wood sword.
As for the others, no matter which one was missing, his strength would be greatly reduced.
Only without this peach wood sword left behind by his master, his strength would not be affected.
Therefore, after rushing back to the mortuary, he asked Wei Wencai to send the peach wood sword to Ren Shan.
"It's actually a peach wood sword."
"System, can this peach wood sword be used to form a Yin God Incarnation?”
Ren Changhui quickly asked when he noticed that the servant was hanging the peach wood sword that Wen Cai had sent over on the wall.
Sure.
"Then I'll use the peach wood sword as the core to form a Yin God clone.”
Target confirmed! Yin God Clone forming…
"Buzz!"
The peach wood sword hanging on the wall suddenly shook.
However, the vibration was very small and did not cause any commotion.
Therefore, no one noticed it.
Ren Changhui only felt his body tremble, as if he had another body.
However, this body was very special. It was a peach wood sword.
"Am I the sword spirit of the peach wood sword?”
Feeling the aura of the Yang World, Ren Changhui was somewhat excited.
He wanted to ride the peach wood sword out for a walk, but in order not to cause a commotion, he forcefully suppressed this thought.
After all, if the peach wood sword suddenly flew away in broad daylight, the Ren residence would definitely be thrown into chaos again.
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