Looking at his personal attribute panel, Ren Wei nodded in satisfaction. After cultivating the Turtle Breathing Technique to the Small Success realm, basically no one could sense his aura.
The Feng Shui Master who had been eyeing him covetously would definitely not be able to notice his abnormality.
Detected that the host has been hiding for a year. You have the following choices.
One, hurry up and come out of seclusion! He broke out of the coffin and slaughtered in all directions! [Reward: Obtained four drops of Hanba blood essence!]
[Two: Don't be reckless in your wretched development!] The Dao of Gou was endless! [Reward: 20 years of cultivation!]
Don't talk nonsense, I just want to live low!
I won't come out unless I'm invincible!
Ren Wei chose to continue his closed-door cultivation and began his path of bitter cultivation.
......
Another two years passed. It had been three years since Ren Wei transmigrated to this world.
In three years, Ren Wei had already cultivated for 33 years!
All the white fur on his body faded and turned into black fur!
Black Zombie!
Ren Wei broke through once again, reaching the black zombie realm!
The black corpse was invulnerable and had a bronze body and iron bones!
Unless a cannon was used to bombard him for ten minutes or so, ordinary methods would not be able to deal with him!
But Ren Wei was still not satisfied.
Black corpse? A mere black zombie was nothing!
According to the plot of his previous life, Ren Weiyong had already reached the peak of zombie jumping, but wasn't he still killed by Ninth Uncle and his disciples, as well as Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, who was just a bystander?
Not to mention the black zombie?
Recently, Qingming Festival was approaching, and there were many people who came to visit the graves of their relatives. Ren Wei had heard from passersby that a young Taoist priest with a browed brow had recently come to the mortuary outside the Ren family town.
If the passerby was not wrong, this person was the young Ninth Uncle.
Wouldn't a black zombie like him be sending Ninth Uncle's head to the ground if he went out at this time?
"We still have a long way to go.”
Ren Wei sighed slightly.
A familiar voice sounded in Ren Wei's mind again.
Detected that the host has been hiding for three years. You have the following choices.
"First, I beg you to come out of seclusion! He broke out of the coffin and slaughtered in all directions! [Reward: Ten drops of Hanba blood essence!] (Note: Ten drops of blood essence, there is a chance to obtain Hanba skill inheritance!)）”
"Two, don't be reckless with your wretched development! He chose to continue cultivating in seclusion! Reward: 30 years of cultivation!"
As long as he came out of seclusion, he would be rewarded with ten drops of Hanba blood essence?
Ren Wei narrowed his eyes and immediately sneered with a look of disdain.
Ha!
Don't disturb my Dao heart!
Ren Wei closed his eyes and chose to continue hiding!
In an instant, with another 30 years of cultivation, Ren Wei reached the peak of the black zombie realm!
His attribute points soared once again!
And Ren Wei's cultivation had already reached a total of 63 years!
......
Ren Town.
Early in the morning, Ren Fa, who was still full of vigor and vigor, led a girl who was about four or five years old up the Nine Yin Mountain with a worried expression.
"Tingting, your grandfather doted on you the most when he was alive. When you visit his grave later, you must sincerely kowtow to him when you see him. Let him bless our Ren family's business and prosperity, understand?”
Ren Fa lowered his head and patted the girl's head, sighing.
Ren Tingting, who was only five years old, immediately said happily,"Daddy, you finally brought me to see grandpa! Is Grandpa living well here?"
Hearing this, Ren Fa felt a little ashamed.
His father had been buried for three years. Other than the time when he was buried, he had never come.
Even though he brought Ren Tingting to visit Ren Wei's grave this time, he had encountered some trouble recently and wanted to pray for Ren Wei's blessing.
A moment later, Ren Fa brought Ren Tingting over the mountains and finally arrived in front of Ren Wei's tomb.
Looking at the tomb covered in weeds, Ren Fa sighed and began to cut the weeds himself.
"Hmm?"
Ren Wei, who was cultivating in seclusion, noticed the abnormality of the tomb. He could not help but open his eyes to take a look and immediately saw Ren Fa and Ren Tingting.
The last time, Ren Wei was still an undead, so he could only hear the sounds outside the tomb.
But now, Ren Wei had already broken through the black zombie. His gaze directly passed through the tomb and saw Ren Fa's appearance.
"Eh? Ren Fa was quite handsome when he was young? Ren Tingting's looks weren't bad, so Ren Fa shouldn't be bad either. Wait a minute, that little loli next to him was Ren Tingting?”
Ren Wei's mind was spinning as he silently watched everything.
A moment later, Ren Fa finished removing the weeds and lit a few incense sticks for Ren Wei. With a plop, he brought Ren Tingting to kneel down.
"Tingting! Quickly kowtow to grandpa!"
Ren Tingting, who was only five years old, knelt down clumsily. At this time, she still did not understand the difference between life and death, so she did not feel sad. She giggled and said,
"Grandpa, are you living well here? You used to love Tingting the most. Why don't you come out to see Tingting now?”
Ren Wei found it funny. If he jumped out now, what would Ren Fa and Ren Tingting think?
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