Chapter 68: Ancestral Inheritance

  Hyper-speed premiere: Guo Ming never thought that heaven and hell were just a line apart. After the two true yuan wars, the momentary fatigue for Guo Ming was the most beautiful paradise.

  Although it was still unbearable, the moment of collision between the two was a hellish torture that Guo Ming could not bear.

  Guo Ming had become a bloody person, he could still bear it at the beginning, but finally he couldn't bear it anymore. He went crazy in his room, bumping into things wildly, the bookshelf broke and many books fell off. The beautiful hanging orchid was smashed to pieces, Guo Ming trampled on its life with one foot. The sandalwood bed was shattered by Guo Ming's violent impact, everything in the whole house was destroyed, except for Guo Ming who was covered in blood, nothing was intact.

  Guo Ming's movements were too big and directly affected the surrounding neighbors.

  Xia was anxiously waiting for Guo Ming, wondering why he hadn't arrived yet when everyone else had. Just then, her phone rang, and she heard the voice of her neighbor, Xiao Wang, "Sister Xia, something's happened at your house! Someone has broken in and is wildly yelling inside. It looks like a lot of things have been destroyed too. I haven't called the police yet, you'd better hurry back!"

  Yu Xia's face also changed, and she hastily said to Guo Zheng: "Zheng, something has happened at home. Someone has broken into our house and is smashing things."

  Kuo Cheng-tzu hastily apologized to the arriving guests, "I'm really sorry, something urgent has come up at home, I need to go back for a while. Please stay and eat here, I'll take care of the bill."

  What's going on? Guo Ming was clear that this was the scene before death. Someone had said that before death, all your past events would be replayed once more. Guo Ming was unwilling to die like this, he hadn't died at the hands of the witch, and now he had come to the mortal world, but in less than two days' time, he let himself die, Guo Ming couldn't bear it.

  How can we turn this situation around?

  That unscrupulous master taught him the law and then left on his own, leaving everything to be explored by himself. His identity was equivalent to a loose cultivator, which was not looked up to by others during the heyday of cultivation. It is said that even among loose cultivators, there are geniuses, but compared to the core disciples of a sect, they still fall far short. Think about it, you only have a limited number of people behind your back, while the other side has an entire sect behind them. The difference is obvious. And Guo Ming couldn't even compare to an ordinary loose cultivator.

  Nobody told him what to do when he encountered such a thing?

  Guo Zhengze, relying on the few moves he had learned, charged in first and found that the entire room was in disarray. His face changed color several times. Concentrating his attention, he heard a groaning sound, picked up a long stick, and kicked open Guo Ming's door with one foot.

  The wooden stick in his hand fell silently, and Guo Zheng exclaimed: "Ming'er, what's wrong with you?" Then he ran towards Guo Ming, he never thought that the so-called thief was actually his own son.

  Before even meeting Guo Ming, he was immediately blocked by an invisible aura and then knocked flying. Guo Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood, but as he tried to approach again, Guo Ming seemed to regain some clarity and said with difficulty, "Don't come near me, I've gone berserk."

  "Son, how can Daddy help you?" Guo Zheng immediately asked the most important question.

  Guo Ming shook his head with difficulty, the sparkle in his eyes gradually disappearing, and said in a low voice, "It's no use, no one can save me, I'm done for, completely done for."

  "No, Father has a way," Guo Zheng suddenly thought of something and hastily rushed upstairs.

  Lü Xiù naturally wouldn't tolerate being hit, and rushed forward, with one slap aiming to cover him.

  Just as he was about to hit Yu Xia's face, everyone only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and Yu Xia had disappeared. Her hand swung empty, causing her body to almost crash into the wall.

  Yu Xia is at least a person who has received some enlightenment and guidance, even if she is not a cultivator, but also absolutely not an ordinary person to compare with.

  "I don't want to say it a third time, leave my house quickly," Yu Xia said coldly.

  Everyone obviously didn't react in time from Yu Xia's sudden speed just now, and upon hearing this, they all took a step back.

  Yu Xia saw that her intimidation was not very good, and under the emotional disturbance, her own momentum inadvertently revealed itself. The crowd looked at each other in horror, only feeling their hearts being suppressed wave after wave, and unspeakable pain swept through their entire body.

  "Get out!" Yu Xia said calmly.

  Several people felt their hearts had been severely struck, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out. Several people no longer dared to speak, and they fled in haste.

  "What did you take? Yu Xia saw her husband taking a quaint round cushion and exclaimed in surprise."

  "This is a family heirloom in our house. It's said to be a meditation mat left by a high-ranking monk, which has the effect of concentrating one's mind. Guo Zheng explained."