"You...you are my son."
"My son, heal yourself."
"Sincere words from my father's mouth."
But for me, it was like being completely thrown into an ice cave!
Liu Ziyu!?
He got my name wrong!
The guess was confirmed, and the walls of this half-house prison cage were full of all kinds of runes, unfamiliar yet filled with mystery.
Why does he know the three characters of Liu Ziyu?
Because, there is a trace of the spirit of the High Sage Luo Zhizhong on his body!
It seems that I have used the female one ji simplicity, which has stripped out that soul, but in fact, is it really stripping off?
The "stripping the body" items of the High Sage of the Dao have vanished.
It is more accurate to say that it was a host body rather than a stripping object, because the Luo family did not successfully refine that thumb.
The "stripping the body" items of the High Sage of the Dao are not stolen, nor do they disappear without reason. They should be hidden by his remaining soul that perceived the female one ji simplicity as a magical weapon not inferior to him in level, and he did not want to face me and damage his remaining soul.
Even the female one ji simplicity cannot affect the longevity path cultivator for too long, let alone a cultivator at the level of the High Sage of the Dao. It's likely that he has long since rid himself of any mental demons.
The direction that the host body of the High Sage of the Dao has gone is to this place!
My father has always been problematic. Is it possible that the host body was taken by the Luo family and given to Luo Zhizhong, and a trace of his own remaining soul was separated, still residing in my father's body and affecting him?
Perhaps, there is something from the High Sage of the Dao's sect on my father's body that allows the remaining soul of the High Sage of the Dao to have some sort of connection.
Whether it's the first or second guess, it can be confirmed that my father at this moment is not my father!
The remaining soul of the High Sage of the Dao has come here and is residing within him!
My thoughts are racing, but I keep a straight face without showing any signs of being abnormal.
At this moment, I cannot turn my back. Even with the residual soul of the High Sage of the Dao controlling his consciousness, I must first get him out of there.
"Self-heal? My good son, why aren't you talking anymore?" The tone of my father's voice was even more scholarly than that of a modern person, almost feeling more outdated than He You Tian.
"I was just thinking about how to open here, there are no locks or doors." I sighed and changed the topic, full of contemplation.
"This is not difficult. Do you have a sword on you?" My father's tone became more serious.
"Sword?" My voice remained unchanged, but my heart skipped a beat.
"I thought he would at least mention it to me, for me to give him the Gaotianzhong. I didn't expect him to say a sword..."
A sword...it can't be just an ordinary bronze sword, right?
Is it the precious weapon he had through sword absorption and transformation!?
The High Sage of the Dao is too smart. Even a trace of his soul knows how to deal with me, without revealing himself, and continues to achieve deeper goals.
But, he overestimated me and made a mistake.
I quickly took out all the magical weapons and swords from my body, and my father's eyes shifted from anticipation to disappointment.
"These swords are not enough, do you have any better swords?" He furrowed his brow and looked at me waist, saying: "You have been to that place, took out such things, why didn't you bring out his sword as well?"
A soul remains a soul!
The High Sage of the Dao revealed a hint of a flaw and urgency!
"To take out this Gaotianzhong, it's enough to make people suffer and pay a heavy price. Father, you should know that the High Sage of the Dao is difficult to deal with. Who can bring out his sword?" I answered in a tone of helplessness.
My father closed his eyes slightly, then spoke in a hoarse voice: "This statement is not wrong either. The High Sage of the Dao is indeed not an ordinary person, but one who achieved enlightenment in the daytime. You have already taken it out of there, and that's already a matter of luck."
"Give this to me," he said, opening his eyes and extending his hand to ask for the Gaotianzhong.
I remained silent for about half a breath before handing the Gaotianzhong into the cell.
The reason is quite simple. The purpose in front of me is to open this cage and let my father out.
The High Sage of the Dao wants the Gaotianzhong.
However, he still needs to use my father as a medium for his own body.
The changes in my father's body must be much greater than those in Luo Zhizhong or any other member of the Luo family.
He must have more methods than I do.
Although it is dangerous to negotiate with a tiger for its skin, the risk comes with rewards.
The female one ji simplicity must have scared him out of Luo Zhizhong, so it must still be useful.
After my father took the Gaotianzhong, a trace of spontaneous joy appeared on his face as he lovingly and meticulously stroked it.
In the dim light, it was barely visible, but a trace of white smoke appeared on his hand.
The old Gong has a host body. When using magical weapons, they will be counteracted by the magical weapons themselves.
Even the High Sage of the Dao, as the owner of the Gaotianzhong, cannot avoid it.
Clearly, my father's eyes froze for a moment, and there was a slight dullness in his gaze.
Of course, he hides it well. The emotion just flashed by for a moment.
"The stripping the body items are too poisonous. Holding a weapon of this level causes injury to me." My father shook his head, clearly explaining it to me.
I nodded slightly.
In the next moment, my father held the Gaotianzhong against the wall, one end poking out of the iron fence, and the other end tightly gripped, forming a lever-like position.
Then, he twisted the Gaotianzhong and gave a hard thrust backward!
It was a huge amount of strength, and it crushes the bricks on the wall with the Gaotianzhong. The two thick iron rods quickly began to deform.
Normally, no, even non-normal people, might not be able to do this……
This not only requires immense strength, but also a "lever" that is sufficiently sturdy...
I'm afraid the Gaotianzhong will break, but it doesn't seem to have been harmed at all.
A hole soon appeared, but it was not yet large enough for my father to crawl through. Although he was quite thin, his skeletal structure was substantial.
Then, my father pulled out the Gaotianzhong and placed it between the bent iron rod and the normal railing on the side, twisting it as if untwisting a twist tie, directly deforming the iron rod, making the hole larger...
He easily walked out.
"Let's go, self-heal," my father handed me the Gaotianzhong, with no trace of attachment on his face.
After I took it, my heart was still racing.
Only when I reached the door did I see that the person controlled by the old Gong was staring through the small slat window on the door, looking at everything inside.
Soon, the old Gong would open the door.
"Grandpa, Lord." The old Gong's face was full of flattery, and his eyes were darting around crazily.
"Hmm." My father nodded.
After that, we hurried back in the direction we had come from.
On the way, no one said much more.
Jiang and Guo is just a trace of life, and it has no effect.
Old Gong had overheard quite a bit of the conversation; he must know the current situation.
While thinking, I wondered how to get rid of the residual soul of the High Sage of the Dao that my father is possessing...
It's not just about pushing it out; the host body must also be taken away!
Otherwise, when I meet my mother, there's a risk of everything falling apart in an instant.
When that time comes, it will be a big mess.
The dungeons of Hei Chengsi Temple are no place to linger...
I quietly held the female one ji simplicity in my palm, hiding it with my middle, ring, and pinky fingers. I pinched my index finger hard, breaking the pad, and then carefully drew symbols on the female one ji simplicity with my index finger!
