"Haha, I didn't expect that I, Ouyang Hai, would be reborn in this way …" That hoarse voice sounded as if something was stuck in his throat, making people who heard it uncomfortable.
"Ah, you … you're my great-grandfather's big brother?!" Ouyang Feng was slightly stunned when he heard the name and his face turned pale.
In fact, he did not know which era his ancestor was from. After all, it was just a skeleton without any inscriptions. However, their Ouyang family had a special genealogy book. As long as it was a descendant of the Ouyang family, the biography of the person was roughly recorded. Only this Ouyang Hai, the genealogy book only stated that he was mischievous and had an eccentric temper when he was young. Later, he left home and there was no news of him since then.
It was because of these few words that old man Ouyang felt strange. The so-called great-grandfather was his father's grandfather. When he was very young, he heard his great-grandfather mention that there was an extraordinary person in the Ouyang family, Ouyang Hai.
However, due to various reasons, he could not be recorded in the genealogy book. At that time, Ouyang Feng was only a few years old and had just started to remember things. Then, he vowed in front of his great-grandfather that he would become an outstanding person in the future.
"Great-grandfather, big brother?
You mean Ouyang Pu? "
The white skeleton looked at Ouyang Feng and his voice was a little doubtful. Although there was no facial expression, just this atmosphere was enough to scare people to death.
"Yes, yes, he is my great-grandfather." Ouyang Feng quickly responded.
He did a little calculation. This Ouyang Hai should be a person from the 19th century, when the Qing Dynasty was still around.
"Oh, in that case, we are also relatives." Unexpectedly, the two clouds of blood mist in the white skeleton's eyes did not soften because of this.
"Of course, when my great-grandfather was still alive, he often mentioned you, saying that you are a chivalrous person." Ouyang Feng kept nodding his head like a chick pecking rice.
A fanaticism rose in his heart. Although the scene in front of him was too bizarre, when he thought about it, didn't he also use some special means to control the corpse puppet that was made from the corpse of a lone wolf?
Although they couldn't understand what kind of power had brought Ouyang Hai back from the dead, thinking about it from another perspective, this might be a great opportunity for the Ouyang family to make a comeback!
Old man Ouyang was no fool. He had fought with me not too long ago. Putting aside the Golden Serpent Sword, my strength was in no way inferior to a half-step True Immortal expert. With the Golden Serpent Sword, even if I were to encounter a True Immortal expert, I would still be able to put up a fight.
However, at this moment, I was completely restricted, like a statue. Seeing this scene, Old Man Ouyang was overjoyed. It seemed that even the Golden Snake Sword was under some kind of special suppression.
He seriously did not dare to imagine how tyrannical Old Ancestor's strength was!
"Mm, come over here. Let this old man see if there's any value in nurturing you."
The skeleton hooked his finger at me. I wondered if I was watching a horror film, one with top-notch special effects.
"Ah ha." Ouyang Feng was overjoyed and went over to him.
Soon, the skeleton stretched out its hand. To be precise, it was a long bone joint. Then, it placed it on the top of Ouyang Feng's head. The latter's face was full of excitement.
Even if I provided him with enough Spirit Pills, with his talent, he would only have a twenty to thirty percent chance of becoming a True Immortal expert. It was too low.
If the Old Ancestor helped him, he might give him a destructive power at any time. This kind of opportunity to reach the sky in one step was naturally what he was looking for.
But not long after, the expression on old man Ouyang's face froze. From the joints of White Bone's hand, strands of blood mist seeped out, quickly enveloping Ouyang Feng's entire body. His face was instantly filled with pain.
"Old Ancestor, what are you doing?" Ouyang Feng subconsciously struggled, but it was of no use.
"Of course, I'm checking your bones. It's okay. Just bear with it for a while." Ouyang Hai's faint voice made one's scalp tingle.
"Ah …" Ouyang Feng was in so much pain that his face was a little distorted.
In less than ten seconds, he lost all signs of life and fell to the ground. His whole body became wrinkled like a deflated ball.
"Hiss." I couldn't help but take a deep breath. What the heck is going on?
How could they treat their juniors like this?
I was shocked. Even if they didn't have any family ties, they shouldn't hurt their descendants.
"Foolish human, you were fooled so easily. Haha." His voice was filled with pride.
"Argh."
I was bewildered. Then, I got it. It wasn't Old Ancestor Ouyang. It was the Blood Spirit Bead!
Old Ancestor Ouyang had died a long time ago. Although he was strong when he was alive, he couldn't have left a remnant of his consciousness like the Blood-fiend Demon Monarch. The dead couldn't come back to life. It had always been an unchanging rule. Only those evil and powerful demonic cultivators could use some extreme methods to escape the cycle of reincarnation.
You know, I saw the founder of the WuTang Clan, Zhenren Zhang, in the Martial Saint Monument. This should mean that his remnant soul is in the monument. Director Du also told me that there are many great achievements in the Martial Saint Monument and the remnant souls of heroes who left their names in history. Through this method, some martial arts techniques, alchemy skills, and medical skills will not be lost forever.
It was easy to imagine that immortality was just a human's dream and pursuit. The white skeleton in front of me was just controlled by the Blood Spirit Bead. No wonder I could feel the power of a resentful spirit.
Perhaps up until the moment of his death, Old Man Ouyang had never thought that his Ancestor would actually kill him without the slightest hesitation. Thus, his wrinkled face was filled with disbelief, and he really died with everlasting regret.
After a while, the white skeleton looked at me. The flickering blood mist made me feel a pressure that I had never felt before. I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.
"How is it? Isn't it exciting?" The white skeleton laughed and shook. It seemed that it could fall apart at any time.
"What do you want?" Although I couldn't move, I didn't lose my ability to speak.