Chapter 263 Pick up your parents

"It's been a hundred years!"

Long Yongcheng's father stood outside the house and looked at the sky shrouded in a layer of gray fog and couldn't help sighing.

"Yes, it's been a hundred years. I haven't seen you for a hundred years since Yongcheng left home last time. Now our souls have been dead and living in this underworld for decades. It is said that the age of bravery is almost the age of death, but I don't know if he will live in the underworld like us without reincarnation. If he can really live in the underworld like us. If we live, we should be able to meet.

"I don't enter reincarnation... Although I am working for the country, I am a public security bureau after all. Although I offend people, I also self-proportion that I have not done anything wrong. But at that time, I vaguely felt that Yongcheng was in some mysterious department of the country. I'm afraid I couldn't help doing many things. In case he was contaminated with a few more lives, how could he live as safely in the underworld like us... It's just that I haven't seen my child for a hundred years, and I'm not reconciled after all. He was not over 20 years old when he left, and I even felt that something was likely to happen at that time.

Long Yongcheng's father sighed, and his eyes were full of sadness. His son left home before the age of 20. He hasn't seen him for a hundred years. Now he doesn't know what happened to his son. Whether he died in an accident a hundred years ago or not, whether he will be reincarnating or not. There is no chance for the family to see each other. All of this is unknown. Originally, I thought that those legendary immortals were omnipotent. As long as there was no soul, even if they were reincarnation, they could be freed from reincarnation, recover their memories, and the whole family recognized each other. But now I know that once I am reincarnated, it is a new life. Even if it is a fairy, it can't change anything. Although the reincarnation is established by the Buddha, it is ultimately controlled by the heavenly way.

"A hundred years ago, something happened to your son and went to other big worlds, but a hundred years later, your son came back. Now your son is a fairy! I'm about to pick you up from the underworld and go back to the world to live together and practice together!"

A familiar voice sounded abruptly, with a trace of trembling in that voice. This is...their son's voice!

Long Yongcheng's father and mother turned their heads at the same time, and saw a man who breathed like the sea but had a feeling of blood connected with them was coming with the king of hell in the underworld.

Is this their son? Although they, as low-level practitioners, do not know the specific cultivation of the King of Yanluo and others, they understand that even ordinary immortals dare not provoke the King of Yanluo. Is their son really so powerful that he can be on an equal footing with the king of the ora? Long Yongcheng's father and mother stared at their son with unbelievable eyes. Moreover, although this person is very similar to their son, they can also feel the feeling of blood on their bodies, will their son be so powerful?

"Dad, mom, son is unfilial!"

Just before Long Yongcheng's parents came to their senses, the familiar, strange and powerful existence in their eyes suddenly knelt down to them, and tears fell down as if they had burst the dike. As soon as Long Yongcheng's tears of refined water skills were left behind, they unexpectedly converged into a rushing river across them. However, at this moment, Long Yongcheng's parents are no longer hesitant. Of course, they will not be stopped by this galloping river, but the momentum of this galloping river is too great. After all, there are not many people living in the underworld who have reached the realm of immortals, which has attracted a lot of soul attention.

"Child, I haven't seen you for a hundred years. Unexpectedly, my son is promising."

Long Yongcheng's father said such a sentence tremblingly, and two lines of tears came down, and Long Yongcheng's mother had already hugged Long Yongcheng.

"My son is going to take my parents to enjoy happiness in the world."

Long Yongcheng's parents naturally knew that what their son said was true when they saw the king of the underpass who was with him. After all, this time we are going to live in the world with them. In this way, the family can finally be together again.

"Hmm! The bold madman not only collected a lot of soul at the entrance of my underworld, but now he dares to take your dead life in the underworld with the king of hell. What a style!"

Suddenly, a huge palm appeared above several people. On that palm, there was a huge Buddha's "wan" truth seal. For a moment, the Buddha's light was shining and covered several people, accompanied by a cold and huge sound.

Tibetan! Long Yongcheng did not expect that Dizang would even be embarrassed to pick up his parents in the territory of the King of Yan. Not to mention Long Yongcheng, even the King of Yan did not expect it. It is indeed very unpleasant between the Tibetan Bodhisattva and the Buddha, but no one has ever thought that even Long Yongcheng, who has a lotus platform magic weapon that can represent the Buddha, would be so difficult.

Suddenly, a palm full of the spirit of the king also met. The king of Yan attacked angrily, and the beard on his face trembled violently, but not because he did it, but because he was really angry.

"Tibet! Have you had enough? What's the matter between you and the Buddha? Why do you implicate me in it? Do you really think that you can pinch me at will if you are higher than me?

When the king of Yan Luo was in the world, at least he was a king who killed decisively and buried countless people's lives. The 18 generals once under the King of Hell have now become the little king of the 18th floor of hell who have detered countless evil spirits. You can see how many lives the King of Hell had buried when he was on earth. When you go to the underworld as the king of hell, it's okay to swallow your anger and flatter both sides, but after all, you are the former king. How can you tolerate it and continue to make endless trouble like this?

At this time, the king of Yanluo looked angry, and his royal robe was windless and hunting. A rude breath exuded, especially when the king of Yan Luo took action, and it also changed color. When it collided with the palm of the Tibetan Bodhisattva, it dissipated, and the power was comparable.

However, in this process, Long Yongcheng quickly put away his parents, but he was like a flat boat in the stormy waves. While the two palms dissipated, the aftermath of the two palms had already Long Yongcheng was seriously injured and hurriedly operated his spiritual power to repair the injury in his body.

It's worthy of the engagement between immortals and immortal emperor-level figures. Just now, Dizang still didn't expect that the King of hell would take action without all his strength, otherwise he would have died by now.

"Haha, he is worthy of being a powerful figure in Xianjun, but Xianjun is Xianjun after all. You won't be my opponent. What, King of Yan, you lackey, do you still want to play for the chess pieces of the Buddha on this big day today?

A thin monk, dressed in a dark red jacket and sitting on a lotus platform with 54 petals of lotus appeared over several people and laughed without hesitation. This monk is the Dizang Bodhisattva, and the Dizang Bodhisattva clearly said that he did not want to become a Buddha. With the name of Bodhisattva, he has already sat on the lotus platform of the Buddha, which is enough to see the aura of the Dizang Bodhisattva.

"Hmm! I am not a lackey. I am the king of hell. Not to mention that he has a lot of involvement with the Buddha, even if there is no relationship between them, as long as he can go to beg for this love in front of my king of Yanluo, I, the king of Yanluo will also let him take people out. Instead, you hide, making your own monks, ghosts, and staying in the underworld also make your own yin yin qi. You don't go to your bliss world to be your Buddha and come to my underworld to stir up!"

The king of Yan Luo was extremely angry and revered.

"Good to say! I'd like to see if the hand of the King of Yan is as powerful as your mouth!"

The Tibetan Bodhisattva is also extremely angry. Just now, King Yanluo's words have stabbed his pain. Originally, he could have become a Buddha in the Western Bliss world with his cultivation, but now he has indeed made his monks and ghosts in the underworld as King Yan Luo said.

The Tibetan Bodhisattva jumped down directly from the lotus platform and punched straight at the King of Yanluo without using any spells. Of course, Buddhism has paid attention to martial arts, but it is not bad in hand-to-hand combat. What's more, the Tibetan Bodhisattva is already one level higher than the King of Yan Luo. Even if he is not good at hand-to-hand combat, he may not suffer losses.

"Dang!"

The king of hell pulled out the sword at his waist and hit the fist of the Dizang Bodhisattva. The king of hell retreated a few steps by this strong shock, and spit out a mouthful of blood. It's not that the King of Yanluo is not good at swordsmanship. Thinking that the King of Yanluo experienced countless battles with his men when he was in the world, he didn't know how many lives he had killed under this sword, but he suffered losses in the realm. Dizang Bodhisattva is also a first-class among the masters of the immortal emperor, so his first-class strength among the immortal kings is still not enough for Dizang Bodhisattva.

Dizang Bodhisattva injured King of Yan with one punch and was about to catch up and continue to fight, but he saw Long Yongcheng on one side. Originally, this time, Dizang Bodhisattva went for Long Yongcheng, and he didn't want to waste any more time. Regardless of the king of Yanluo, he went directly to Long Yongcheng. In the face of this punch, Long Yongcheng even felt that his face and body could not move. If the Tibetan Bodhisattva came and smashed it on his body, wouldn't he die again?