He Qiguang was very pleased to hear his son's words.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, I'll discuss this with the five ancestors and will definitely let you enter the secret realm. To practice 'Nine Roars of Divine Thunder,' you'll need to collect the saliva of the Nine-Eyed Divine Python. It's extremely dangerous, but there's still a chance. They'll teach you how to do it. I'll be waiting for your triumphant return."
"I will never let my father down!"
He Qing waved his fist and spoke loudly.
"Okay, go back to your room and recover from your injuries. I'll help you heal your wounds tonight."
"Yes, I'll take my leave."
He Qing left.
He Qiguang flashed and disappeared on the spot.
When he reappeared, he was already in the He Family Ancestral Hall at the back.
Here, the ancestors of the He family are enshrined.
There is a huge hall with thousands of spirit tablets placed inside.
He Qiguang knelt down and prayed, "Ancestors in heaven, please protect my son..."
After a while, he stood up, pressed on the wall, and a door appeared in front of him.
Inside, there were colorful rays of light flashing and spinning, which was very beautiful.
He took a step inside and disappeared.
The sound of wind was heard in his ears, and He Qiguang was falling into the ground.
This hole is estimated to be several thousand meters deep.
It was a long time before he landed.
Below were several stone steps. Climbing up the steps, a large stone gate appeared in front of him.
The door is open.
Inside, there is a large hall.
There are some crystal lamps on the surrounding walls, making the hall particularly bright.
There are a total of eight cushions on the north side of the main hall, but three of them are empty now. The five ancestors of the He family are sitting on the other five cushions.
Seeing him come in, the five ancestors opened their eyes at the same time.
"Meet the ancestor."
He Qiguang saluted respectfully.
"Master, is there something wrong here today?"
An old ancestor in the middle asked slowly.
He Qiguang didn't beat around the bush and said, "I want He Qing to practice the Nine Thunders of God."
"What?"
The old ancestor's expression changed: "Are you crazy? Do you know how dangerous it is to practice this technique?"
"Of course I know."
"Then why did you let He Qing come to practice?"
The old ancestor said dissatisfiedly: "He Qing is a rare talent in our He family. It is not easy for him to reach his current level of cultivation at such a young age. How dare you let him take risks?!"
He Qiguang said calmly, "May I ask, ancestor, how high can He Qing's future achievements be? Can he reach the ninth level of the immortal realm? Can he even glimpse the legendary primordial realm?"
"Of course not. In the entire Red Gold City, only the City Lord has reached the peak of the Ninth Grade Divine Immortal. Moreover, he has been stuck at this level for at least 100,000 years. Not only him, but also the other City Lords have all found it difficult to advance beyond this level. Even though He Qing is a genius, it is impossible for him to reach this level."
"Then when will the He family really come to the fore?"
He Qiguang said: "Fortune and honor are sought in danger. He encountered trouble today..."
Next, he told the five ancestors what happened today.
The old ancestor sighed and frowned, "So, if we don't send him into the secret realm, his inner demons will never be eradicated, and he won't even be able to enter the immortal realm in the future?"
"That's true. I'm helpless."
"But--"
"I beg for your blessing, ancestor. If God wants to take him, at least we tried our best. For the future of our family, we must take a gamble. I am also doing this for his own good. It is rare to meet such a genius, and we cannot bury him."
He Qiguang pleaded.
The old ancestor turned around and discussed with the other four old ancestors through telepathy. Finally, the five of them nodded slightly together.
"Okay, in that case, we agree. We will do our best to help him master the Nine Thunders, even if it means sacrificing our lives."
He Qiguang was somewhat moved: "Ancestor——"
"You don't have to tell me. We old guys don't have much time left. If he can really succeed, even if we all die, it will be worth it."
The ancestor waved his hand.
He Qiguang suddenly knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground to perform a profound kowtow.
"On behalf of the entire family, I thank the five ancestors!"
…………
Princess Mansion.
Tang Xiaobao was lying on the bed, just like usual.
His breathing rate was very slow, but he still took a breath, like a turtle's breath.
An old man with a dark face was sitting in front of the bed, with one hand on Tang Xiaobao's head and his eyes closed in thought.
He is the ghost doctor.
The black robe and his dark face gave people a creepy feeling.
He is a master of poison and also a miracle doctor.
Everyone knows the Red Gold City.
Unfortunately, it is extremely difficult to see him.
Fortunately, the little princess had great reputation, so the ghost doctor agreed to come and check on Tang Xiaobao.
In fact, he himself was a little curious.
He also witnessed the battle between Tang Xiaobao and He Qing today.
At that time, his divine consciousness was also spying.
So, just in time, Xiaoqin found him and he came over.
As a miracle doctor, he was full of curiosity about Tang Xiaobao's body.
It is obvious that Tang Xiaobao cannot practice cultivation, but he was able to destroy the Golden Crow Sword with one punch.
Although He Qing is only at the Golden Immortal Realm, it should be easy for him to deal with Tang Xiaobao.
But the result is just the opposite.
Tang Xiaobao's body suddenly changed, and he defeated He Qing with just one punch.
Then, he fell into a coma.
This is so weird.
He really wanted to find out what was going on with Tang Xiaobao's body.
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