From Xiaoao to travel around the world

Chapter 59
【Name】Yang Qing

【Age】1 years old

【Physical】5-65
[intelligence] 25
[savvy] 30
[Internal force] 1-30000
[Martial Arts] Sunflower Collection (Entry 785/1000)

Dugu Nine Swords (Suddenly Penetrating 99/100)

[Talent] Perseverance and unyielding - Fengshen Junlang - Strong tendons - Kendo master - reborn
【Potential】20025
[Introduction] Huashan basic internal strength (transcendent and holy · full level)
Introductory Swordsmanship of Mount Hua (Supernatural and Saint · Full Level)
Glittering Glimpse (Extraordinary, Full Level)
Xiyi Swordsmanship (Extraordinary to Saint · Full Level)
Five Sacred Swordsmanship (Extraordinary to Saint · Full Level)
Songfeng Swordsmanship (Extraordinary Saint · Full Level)
【Progress】1%
Yang Qing had an experience of being reborn as a baby.

But the first time was due to death and rebirth, and this time it was due to the inexplicable operation of the system.

Besides, looking at the progress bar at the bottom, it seems that this is not the last time.

Perhaps because he is still a baby, the upper limit of physique and internal strength is still the same, but the existing ability has been suppressed to the minimum.

If nothing else, as he grows older, he should eventually be able to reach his previous strength in a shorter time.

Although the potential point is still there, he knows in his heart that it is not time to use it, and his current body cannot bear a lot of true energy.

His thoughts sank, and in the deepest part of his dantian where no one could detect, a little purple-red starlight flickered slightly, changing from hot to cold according to his mind.

"Hey, the little prince hasn't woken up yet? It's time to go!"

Yang Qing was feeling the true energy of the sunflower in his body when someone pinched his buttocks lightly, and then someone hugged him with difficulty.

Opening his eyes, a mid-mature woman was staring at him in disbelief. This was his nanny, Wu Xiulian.

"How did you grow up, little guy? How can you be so heavy at just one year old?"

Yang Qing knew that her physical upper limit was extremely high, which was not just shown by the statistics.

When it acts on the body, what it shows is the bones and the density of the muscles, so he will naturally be much heavier than ordinary people.

It can be predicted that when he grows up, even without any martial arts, he will already be at the level of innate divine power.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

"Hehe?" Wu Xiulian looked left and right to see if there was no one there, and then patted his buttocks, "Little thing still knows how to make fun of me."

"Mother Wu, are you alright?"

There was a servant girl outside the house urging her to come in.

"Here we come." Wu Ma hugged Yang Qing and said to a few maidservants who had just come in to hug Yang Kang: "Our little prince is getting heavier and heavier, it's really hard for me to hold him alone."

"Who doesn't know that this little prince is naturally heavy, but you are the one who rushes to hug him."

Wu Ma smiled and said nothing. She helped Bao Xiruo feed the two children for a year, so she inevitably had some feelings.

He loves Yang Qing even more, who never cried or made noises since she was a child, and even waved at her when she needed to change her diaper.

She always felt that this child could understand what adults were saying since she was a child, but when she told others, no one believed her, even Bao Xiruo felt that she was hallucinating.

"Let's go, the two little princes are turning their birthdays today, so don't let the princess wait too long."

Several people walked out of the door and entered the main hall of the back house.

Wanyan Honglie and Bao Xiruo sat at the head, and on both sides were many local officials and female relatives from Zhangjiakou.

In the center of the hall, on a large wooden table covered with tiger skins, there are all kinds of jasper treasures and exotic toys.

All the people in the hall came and went to congratulate and congratulate each other, all of which were compliments to praise the two young princes for their promising future and their unlimited future.

Although they have never seen the child.

But as Bao Xiruo's complexion became more gentle, Wanyan Honglie's smile became more intense.

"My lord, my concubine, the two young lords have arrived."

"Finally I can see the true face of the little prince."

"This kid is really pretty."

As Wu Ma and the maid brought Yang Qing and Yang Kang, the warm atmosphere in the hall reached its climax.

Wanyan Honglie turned his head and glanced at Bao Xiruo, seeing that her eyes were on the two children, he also looked over with a smile:

"Today is two children's catch week, put them on the table."

"Yes."

Wu Ma agreed, and took the lead in gently placing Yang Qing on the tiger skin table to make sure that he had no tendency to move around, then stepped aside and stood guard, rubbing her sore waist by the way.

Yang Kang was also placed on the table, and everyone in the hall quieted down, all looking at the two little guys.

As soon as Yang Qingfu stood firmly on the table, he couldn't breathe in his heart.

When Smiling Proudly the World was his age, his parents were already gone.What I have to think about every day is how to live. Unexpectedly, in this life, there are experiences that only children of rich and noble families have.

Turning his head to look at Yang Kang who was still on all fours, he glanced over the table, thinking it would be better to just grab one and go back to sleep.

But at this moment, a long green object suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes.

He thought he was dazzled, so he raised his little hand and rubbed it before looking again.

That's right, that was his cold iron sword.

Half puzzled, half surprised.

Yang Qing stepped forward and hugged the hilt of the sword in two steps. Although he was still too weak at this time, the weight of the cold iron sword was upwards of twenty catties.But he can still do it just by hugging one end and gently lifting it.

"Ah! This kid has so much strength!"

"Here, a one-year-old child. Others are still toddlers. He, my little prince, is already impatient to draw his sword to kill the enemy!"

"Natural power!"

"Born to be extraordinary!"

"Congratulations to the lord, who is blessed with great blessings, this son is really a gift from the gods!"

The flattery sounded again, Yang Qing caressed the hilt of his sword amidst everyone's admiration, he couldn't tell others how he felt when he suddenly saw familiar things in a strange world.

At this time, Yang Kang on the side seemed to be attracted by his actions, and crawled towards him while babbling non-stop.

When he got close, he reached out to grab the scabbard.

Yang Qing glanced at him, then kicked him over...

"Wow~~"

The cry of children resounded in the hall, and the maids and nanny surrounded them, hugged and teased them.

The spectators around laughed out loud, bluntly saying that the little prince cherishes his brothers and relatives and does not want him to provoke weapons, he is a model of a brother.

Yang Qing rolled her eyes when she heard this, and waved to Mama Wu again and again.

Wu Ma stepped forward to pick him up, but Yang Qing struggled hard and motioned her to take the cold iron sword.

She looked up at Wanyan Honglie and saw the latter nodding, so she summoned the guards to take up the sword, and went back to the inner house with the maid who was holding Yang Kang.

Bao Xiruo and the others finished laughing and chatting, then frowned slightly and looked at Wanyan Honglie: "My lord, how could a child catch Zhou and put a sword on it?"

After Wanyan Honglie heard this, he invited the housekeeper to question him, but the latter insisted that he never released the sword.

Both of them were puzzled when they heard this. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that no one had noticed the bamboo sheathed sword on the table before Yang Qing picked up the sword.

"That's all." Wanyan Honglie comforted: "Perhaps the servant misplaced it hastily. Since Qing'er likes it, I can give it to him."

Bao Xiruo frowned slightly, just thinking of a figure wielding a long spear, and worries welled up in his heart...

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(End of this chapter)