"Yue'er's heavenly pure root bone..."

His body trembled.

"Old ancestor...this is not very suitable."

Although his granddaughter has obtained the extremely powerful saint's hundred bones, this Tianjing root bone is useless.

But he asked him to change into this bone that was once dug out of his granddaughter.

He still felt a little resentful.

Zong Shen glanced at him.

"What's wrong?"

"In ancient times, there was a true saint of Zhao Sheng who was extremely filial. After becoming a saint, he saw that his parents were mediocre, his cultivation was slow, and his life expectancy was approaching."

"So he peeled the holy blood, cut the holy bones, and helped his parents and practice, which was regarded as a beautiful filial piety."

"In addition, this pure root bone in this heaven has a connection with you, but it is not enough to manifest it with your accumulation back then."

"So, this is passed down from generation to generation and finally fell on Yue'er."

"Therefore, this Heavenly Pure Root Bone is also considered to be of the same root and origin as you, and it is extremely in line with you."

Zong Shen did not say much and handed him the Tianjing root bone.

"You don't want to be far away by your granddaughter in the future."

"In the end, I can no longer protect her."

"I can only watch her fight with other strong men powerlessly."

After saying that, he stood up and walked straight towards the cliff path leading to the hillside.

"How come my grandson, it takes so long to climb a mountain and get a wine."

"Can't it be that the wine is too heavy to hold it."

"He just merged with the Overlord's Mark and was not very stable. I'd better go and help him."

...

When Zong Shen and Zong Ze slowly returned with the jade pot and wine jar.

A golden light flashed in Zong Qiming's chest, and the Tianjing root bone had been fused successfully by him.

Moreover, it seems that his power is even more amazing than his granddaughter!

Every move is direct, and there are Sanskrit sounds, and the void is affected, causing faint ripples in space.

The golden light is extremely pure, as if it can cleanse everything in the world.

"Second Grandpa...your chest?"

After cutting off the hair and marrow, Zong Ze's perception ability was extremely strong.

The breath that filled the space made him secretly shocked.

"The Tianjing root bone is the Tianjing root bone of Yue'er's sister?"

"This...what the hell is going on?"

For a moment, he couldn't react.

...

“Ah~”

Zong Ze made a sound of sucking pain.

A jar of fine wine was placed on the stone table, and the wine was filled with fragrance.

Inside, the wine is crystal clear, emitting colorful rays, and is constantly rolling.

The drops are clear. If you take out a drop, observe carefully.

You can find that in every drop of wine, there are the essence of hundreds of different spiritual fruits, floating and sinking.

Zong Shen held a golden lord and slowly sipped the wine, with a calm and comfortable expression.

Zong Qiming and Zong Ze, the grandfather and grandson, took out a big sea bowl respectively.

Bowl after bowl, pouring wine into your mouth, like a cow drink, extremely heroic.

It seems like drinking less, it is like taking a huge loss.

"You two, there is no trace of our Zong Holy Land. The etiquette and rules I passed down from my ancestor have made you forget all the."

Zong Shen couldn't help but slap Zong Qiming in the head.

This tycoon of the holy land that has been around for thousands of years smiled.

"The ancestor's Baiguo Monkey Wine is so powerful that it is hard to find in the world. If you don't take advantage of this opportunity and drink more, you won't have to drink it when you go out."

What he said was a very truth.

Baiguo Monkey Wine.

It's the best wine.

It is brewed by the holy-level monkey spirit, which picks the essence of hundreds of immortal fruits.

The poured wine can nourish the soul and enhance the strength of the soul and consciousness.

Transcend the ordinary from the first level of the Dharma Realm to enter the Dharma.

People who reach the twenty-eighth level of the Dharma Realm and follow the state of mind.

After drinking it, it will have different effects.

Extremely precious.

Even in Zhongshengzhou, which has the most inherited ancient times, only the ancient wine family owns some inventory of this wine.

Every thousand years, I only took out one or half taels of liang to trade with the world in exchange for some precious cultivation resources.

Zong Qiming, who had just started practicing six thousand years ago, had followed his elders in the holy land to Zhongshengzhou and witnessed a wine tasting party of the Wine Saint Family.

I smelled such a slight smell of wine from afar.

After a thousand years of reminiscence, you can't taste it.

Now, with my ancestor, I can get what I want and relieve this thousand years of alcohol addiction.

He looked at the wine jar in front of him and thought happily.

"I have 40 or 50 kilograms of wine in the jar. I said I had drunk at least fifteen kilograms. This kid Zongze doesn't know how to respect the elderly and love the young!"

...

Drinked a while.

Zong Ze also knew the whole story of how many times the Tianjing root bones changed hands.

He put down the wine bowl, touched his somewhat swollen belly, and frowned.

"Old ancestor, grandson dares to guess. Could it be that there is a peerless strong man or a super powerful force on our Tianzong Holy Land?"

"I am afraid that our holy land will rise, so I secretly contacted other geniuses of my generation, set up a trap, and seized the opportunity of talent."

"That Lin Chen, and the Lin family, the head of the Nantian Immortal Dynasty, may have betrayed the Immortal Dynasty and defected to this mysterious force."

"By the way, ancestor, Lin Chen had previously claimed to believe in desert gods. Could it be that those ancient desert gods were behind the scenes?"

Speaking of Lin Chen, his eyes flashed with hatred.

This son is unfaithful, unscrupulous, and unbelievable!

It's simply a scum in the military camp.

Kill again if you kill!

"Desert God..."

Zong Shen looked up and looked at the endless sky.

"If it were a desert god, that would be fine..."

He did not discuss this topic.

Exhale a light breath.

Zong Shen stood up.

"You two, drinking like a buffalo, really has no wine, and drinking with you is boring."

"Okay, when you leave, each person will carry a jar and take it back and drink it slowly."

"Zongze, you can go back to the Nantianxian Dynasty now. The fateful hatred must be settled by you."

Zong Ze stood up and knelt on the ground.

"Abide by the teachings of the ancestors!"
To be continued...