Elder Zhou rushed to the two old men and slapped them.
Puff!
The two old men exhaled, and their dull eyes became clear again.
"Who can tell me what the hell is going on." Elder Zhou looked puzzled.
"Ping'er, talk about it." Zhou Guorong appeared behind Elder Zhou.
"It's okay. I just said one sentence. I realized twenty-four purple techniques, and they became like this," Zhou Ping said innocently.
"Oh, you realized…" Elder Zhou and Zhou Guorong were taken aback.
"What did you say? Say it again!" Elder Zhou was the head of the family. Although the muscles on his face were constantly shaking, he could at least stay awake.
"I said I have realized twenty-four purple techniques." Although he was annoyed to answer the same question repeatedly, Zhou Ping reiterated his sentence with a proper attitude.
Hearing Zhou Ping's words, Master Zhou couldn't help but widen his eyes. His muscles were constantly shaking, and he looked like he could explode at any time.
"Twenty-four purple techniques?" Zhou Guorong was shocked. He suddenly slapped himself in the face.
"This is a dream. Everything is a dream."
"Ping'er, this kind of thing can't be a joke. You… have you really realized twenty-four purple techniques?" Elder Zhou was probably the only person in the audience who could remain sensible other than Zhou Ping. At this time, his tone was trembling, his eyes looking at Zhou Ping were full of complications. It was as if he wanted Zhou Ping to admit something, but it didn't seem to want Zhou Ping to admit anything.
"Tell me carefully about what happened…"
"Well, it's like this." Zhou Ping nodded. "My father took me to the room to choose the exercises, so I read all the twenty-four books, and then chose three."
Zhou Ping raised the three books in his hand.
"Hmm, then?"
"Then I suddenly realized it," Zhou Ping said calmly.
"Sudden… epiphany? Enlightenment?" Old man Zhou couldn't help scratching his hair. "Then which book did you realize?"
"Which one?" Zhou Ping was surprised. "Which one? Of course, everything!"
"You were enlightened by every book?" Elder Zhou's breathing suddenly stopped.
"Yes, everything was an enlightenment. The twenty-four books I read were all improved by me. That's why I said I had an enlightenment of twenty-four purple techniques."
"…"
Elder Zhou felt that he wanted to explode. "Monster, peerless evil spirit."
After a long while, Elder Zhou recovered, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
"As the head of the family, I am giving an order of secrecy. This matter must never be told, otherwise the family law will be enforced."
"Yes!"
"Purple techniques! One copy of purple technique can create a top-notch giant. Now that our Zhou family has 24 more techniques." Elder Zhou sighed.
"Ping'er, don't go out yet, write these twenty-four purple exercises in secret, okay?"
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Elder Zhou asked Zhou Ping.
Zhou Guorong glanced at Zhou Ping with a complicated look, and then at Elder Zhou. "Elder Zhou has always been strong, and he is always the same. When did he talk to people in a formal tone?" Zhou Guorong sighed secretly. "But in the face of a peerless evil spirit like Ping'er, who is strong? Who dares to be strong? This is an existence that can make a family prosper at will. From then on, Ping'er's status is only below the Patriarch’s, which is higher than mine, the future Patriarch’s heir."
Zhou Guorong is now full of pride. That was his own son. Who could call his son trash in the future?
Elder Zhou took out a pen and paper from the Buddhist scripture room and laid it out for Zhou Ping. Even if Zhou Ping repeatedly stated that he would stay, he could not really stop him.
"Oh, I'm writing them myself?” Holding the pen, Zhou Ping gave a wry smile and began to write silently.
""The Immortal Seal"? It's not bad, it's worthy of being a purple technique." Elder Zhou looked at the purple technique book Zhou Ping wrote, and his heart was full of comfort.
Although the cultivation requirements of each book were very high, there were always people suitable for cultivating them. Every additional copy meant that the people in the family had more possibilities of practicing purple techniques, and it also represented an additional possibility for the family to become stronger.
Elder Zhou silently watched Zhou Ping wave a splash of ink and bore books of purple techniques.
"I think my views are ruined." The two old men looked at the books written by Zhou Ping and kept sighing.
"Our Zhou family needs to go further. It will only take forty years. No! Thirty years. In only thirty years, the Zhou family, who has so many purple techniques, will definitely become the top giant in the world."
"No, it won’t take thirty years," Zhou Guorong said suddenly.
"With Ping'er, even if our Zhou family became a top international giant tomorrow, I will not surprised."
The two old men wanted to refute, but thought of Zhou Ping's aptitude as a peerless spirit and couldn't speak.
Elder Zhou’s breath, who had been watching Zhou Ping silently write the books, suddenly became heavy.
"What's the matter?" The two old men and Zhou Ping were taken aback and hurriedly looked at him.
Elder Zhou remained motionless until Zhou Ping finished writing the book, then he suddenly held down the secret book.
"Father, what's the matter?" Zhou Guorong asked strangely.
"Our Zhou family, our Zhou family has developed," Elder Zhou said a few words.
"What's going on? What made my father say this? You must know that our Zhou family is a top wealthy family, and it has become too advanced. Why did my father suddenly say such things?" Zhou Guorong looked strange, but he realized that Elder Zhou had actually burst into tears.
"This… What the hell is going on? Father, don't scare me." Zhou Guorong was shocked and rushed to Elder Zhou’s side.
"It's okay. I am just happy, happy." The voice of Elder Zhou was choked.
"Look at this. Look at this…" Elder Zhou sneezed on his sleeves and wiped his tears.
Zhou Guorong curiously took the book. "What's so unique about this book? How can it make my father so excited?"
""Marrow-washing Sutra"? This name is interesting." Opening the "Marrow-washing Sutra," Zhou Guorong just read two pages, and he was stunned.
"What's wrong? What's so strange about that book?" Seeing Zhou Guorong's expression, the two old men couldn't bear it.
Zhou Guorong numbly flipped through the "Marrow-washing Sutra", and then numbly handed the Marrow-washing Sutra to the old men.
The two old people took the "Marrow-washing Sutra" and looked through it together. They also read two pages, and they were also dumbfounded.