Chapter 121 Farewell to Family

Go home.

Yang Ming called out Mao God Cao Dezhi.

"We have almost no aura here, can you still practice?"

Yang Ming asked.

Cao Dezhi said: "Without spiritual energy, it is impossible to practice. However, my plan is to take the path of the gods, protect the people of one side, and absorb the power of incense."

Cao Dezhi said his plan.

That is to build a temple.

Set up statues of all the hairy gods of them for people to worship.

In the past two days, Cao Dezhi has also figured out the local conditions and customs here.

The wishes of people burning incense and worshiping temples are very simple, either to cure diseases, or to pray for wealth, good luck, or find lost children.

To Cao Dezhi, these are trivial matters.

The spells of curing diseases, spells of driving away bad luck, spells of finding people, Cao Dezhi knows it all.

Therefore, once his temple is opened, it must be responsive and full of incense.

But the Shinto path is not easy to follow.

Because the power of incense will be mixed with a lot of obsessions, distracting thoughts, if you absorb too much, it will make these hairy gods lose themselves.

Become pure gods.

So Cao Dezhi doesn't intend to achieve any achievements by relying on the power of incense, as long as he maintains his level and does not regress.

Hearing Cao Dezhi's plan.

Yang Ming nodded, feeling that this guy is a man of affairs.

"That's right, you can get the temple head up, you can do things with peace of mind, I won't let you suffer."

Bringing Cao Dezhi here, Yang Ming hasn't given him any benefits yet.

Cao Dezhi didn't mention it, and didn't complain at all.

Yang Ming recognized this point very much.

He opened Sumeru Blessing Land.

Take out ten monkey elixir, more than a dozen blue magical artifacts with different functions, one purple magical artifact, and one golden magical artifact.

There are more than a dozen spell books.

Even the small storage bag that exploded from Zhu Gui's body, together with the items inside, were all given to Cao Dezhi.

Cao Dezhi stared straight at him.

With a face full of disbelief, he took the things.

Each of these things is priceless to him.

And Taizu threw him a lot like throwing rubbish.

As expected of the Taizu of the Shengxu Sect, it was really... extraordinary.

Cao Dezhi thumped and knelt on the ground, and made a five-body pilgrimage: "Thank you for the gift of Taizu, thank you for the gift of Taizu, thank you for the gift of Taizu."

"Just get things done."

Yang Ming nodded.

Yang Feng carried some of her personal items and walked towards her room.

When she passed in front of Yang Ming, her footsteps paused slightly: "I have developed a sense of qi."

The tone is calm.

But Yang Ming could feel the pride and self-satisfaction in her heart.

Yang Ming took a look at her.

I saw that the blood in her body was active, healthy, full of vigor and vitality.

The so-called breath.

It is to feel the existence of the power of Qi and blood.

The power of qi and blood is essence.

As long as the essence in the body is controlled, it can be used to temper the internal organs and make the flesh and blood body stronger and stronger.

This is the first step towards practicing martial arts.

Yang Feng is only initially aware of the essence, and it is still too early to completely control the essence.

Lots of it.

Yang Ming knew Yang Feng's state well.

"Ah."

Nodding, Yang Ming has nothing to say.

From the player's point of view, even if Yang Feng can completely control the essence, he is only at level 1.

It is impossible to break through to level 2.

The characteristic of level 2 is to develop true qi.

Without spiritual roots, it is impossible for mortals to cultivate true qi.

Therefore, mortals can only practice martial arts, and practice the power of qi and blood.

Level 1 strength is the ceiling of mortals.

The journey to immortality is long, Yang Feng would be too naive if he thinks that if he has developed a sense of qi, he will be successful.

"Da Ming, I'm ready. When are we going?" Yang Tianxing walked out of the room with an excited expression on his face.

Yang's father and Yang's mother followed behind, pulling two suitcases and several large and small packages.

Yang Ming has been busy in the Immortal Dao Continent for more than ten days during this period, but for Yang Tianxing, less than a day has passed.

One month in Xiandao Continent, one day on Earth.

The time is different on both sides.

Therefore, Yang Ming did not make Yang Tianxing wait too long.

"Don't bring anything, just follow me directly." Yang Ming smiled.

He glanced at it and knew what was in the box.

Clothes, daily necessities, some alcohol and tobacco, and pots and pans.

"The Immortal Dao Continent is an ancient time. Your grandfather has gone to the habit of not necessarily living. It must be more convenient to bring some things over there."

Mother Yang is a bit stubborn.

"That's right, take it with you." Father Yang said a little nervously, "Da Ming, is it safe over there?"

"Is it safe or not? At my age, I have already died once. What else is there to be afraid of!" Yang Tianxing said carelessly.

"I read it on the Internet, and many players said that killing people in the Immortal Dao Continent is like playing..." Father Yang was full of worry.

"Don't worry, grandpa has a peculiar fate, he is not an ordinary person, and he is not so easy to be killed." Yang Ming.

Yang Tianxing's charisma attribute is at least 4 points, so he can definitely mix like a fish in water.

"Did you hear that, you think I'm the same as you? What are you and what am I?" Yang Tianxing laughed triumphantly.

"I'm also going to the Immortal Continent."

Yang Feng said something abruptly.

The scene is suffocated.

Everyone looked at Yang Feng.

Then he looked at Yang Ming again.

"If you go, there will be ten deaths and no life."

Yang Ming directly refused.

If Yang Feng goes to the Immortal Dao Continent, he will definitely try his best to cultivate and take risks.

A dozen or so lives of the player are not enough to die, but Yang Feng only has one life, and he confessed it every minute.

"I'm not afraid."

Yang Feng looked resolute, looking at Yang Ming with anger.

Yang Ming didn't pay any attention to it.

Yang Tianxing quickly smoothed things over: "Eldest granddaughter, don't worry, wait for grandpa to get a foothold there, and take you over as soon as possible. Then grandpa will cover you and see who dares to touch you. You stay at home and wait for grandpa to come back."

Yang Feng ignored it, and looked at Yang Ming stubbornly.

Yang Ming simply ignored her.

Yang Tianxing was helpless, chatted with his son and daughter-in-law, and then signaled Yang Ming to go on the road.

"Ah."

Yang Ming waved his hand and took Yang Tianxing to Sumeru Land.

For him, bringing his grandfather to the Immortal Dao Continent meant the family affairs came to an end.

Or in some sense, it is the mortal world.

Yang Ming wanted to leave now.

I thought about it.

He still said to his parents: "The journey to heaven is unpredictable. Once I go, I will come back less often."

"If you have anything to do, you can bring it to the Immortal Dao Committee, or directly tell Cao Dezhi."

"If you encounter a problem that cannot be solved, tell He Zhenxing, and he will tell me."

"You take care of yourselves in the future."

The short words immediately made the parents feel Yang Ming's intention to leave.

Mother Yang's eyes turned red immediately, and she cried.

Father Yang didn't know how to face Yang Ming, his voice choked up and said, "Well, come back often."

"Ah."

It's not that Yang Ming didn't come back, but that fewer came back.

His words had two purposes.

One is that immortals are separated from each other.

In the future, the level will be higher, and the practice will be deeper. Maybe it will take decades or hundreds of years for a single retreat.

A trip may be a thousand years.

It is even possible to be killed by other immortal cultivators.

The sooner you fade out of the family's sight, the sooner the family can let go of their worries.

Especially when he fought against Liu Haoran just now, Yang Ming already felt a little more stressed.

The second intention is to help the family adapt to the new life as soon as possible and find a new way of survival.

During this period, Yang Ming will always help, but definitely not for too long.

A farewell.

He patted his brother and sister on the head.

Yang Ming turned around and left.

Enter the Immortal Continent.

(End of this chapter)

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