My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

The Yang Family Residence has extraordinary momentum, with tall stone pillars supporting the solemn and solemn roof between the eaves and corners, and magnificent murals depicting colorful landscapes on the walls, which are timeless and unique.

The courtyard is filled with the fragrance of flowers, the rockery and flowing water are murmuring, goldfish are playing, and the fragrance of rose flowers is astounding. A pavilion is located deep in the courtyard. There are figures moving in the red lacquer railings, but it is a young man in white who is performing martial arts.

The young man stood in the center of the octagonal pavilion, his black hair flying in the wind.

Wearing a white robe and black trousers, with a wide belt tied around his waist, he looked handsome yet mighty.

Following a swift punch, the air in front of him seemed to be torn apart by the force, making a "whooshing" sound as it broke through the air.

Before the wind of the fist fell, his footsteps were already like the wind, agile and elegant, leaving afterimages on the field.

His moves are fast and powerful. Every time he punches or kicks, he uses all his strength. His fists are like steel cannons, his legs are like iron whips, and his movements are astonishing.

Yang Ling stood watching quietly from a distance, with a hint of pride on his face.

This young man is his eldest son Yang Zhao!

Although he is only six years old, he has been practicing martial arts with a famous master for two years. He has also begun to have a glimpse of the Qi refining method taught by his mother, and has stepped into the world of Qi alchemists.

Moreover, he has a calm personality, is obedient and sensible, and works very hard no matter what he does. He is just like a little adult, and only occasionally shows his childish side in front of his parents.

No matter how you look at it, it is the template of "other people's children".

"Crack!"

With a crisp cracking sound, Yang Zhao finally succeeded in breaking the wooden railing with one kick.

He stood in the center of the pavilion, his chest rising and falling violently, and his eyes shining with perseverance, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death battle.

After another moment, he stepped forward to inspect the broken railing, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, as if he was worried about how to get rid of this matter.

Until then, he seemed like a normal child who feared punishment from his parents for being naughty and mischievous.

Yang Ling secretly laughed when he saw this, and was about to come forward when a sudden thought occurred in his heart. He secretly thought that since the boss likes to practice kung fu, why not teach him the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power?

As long as he can master this mysterious skill, he will be able to protect himself when the disaster of annihilation comes in the future!

With this thought, Yang Ling quickly took out a jade plaque from his sleeve and hung it around his neck.

The jade plaque is square, no bigger than a matchbox, with four ancient Chinese characters "Everything goes well" engraved on one side.

The moment he put on the jade medal, Yang Ling suddenly transformed into an old man with a long gray beard. He had fair hair and a childish face, and was energetic. The silk green shirt on his body also changed into a loose Taoist robe. He looked like an immortal and elegant. Ruoxian!

This jade token was opened by him from the blind box. It can change one's own image at will, and it has the magical effect of hiding the aura when carrying it with him.

The reason why he has been able to remain anonymous all these years is thanks to this treasure.

After changing his appearance, he suddenly appeared in front of Yang Zhao, startling the six-year-old boy.

However, Yang Zhao calmed down in an instant. He did not yell or turn around and run away, but calmly said: "This is the inner courtyard of the Yang Mansion. Grandpa, did you go the wrong way?"

"You're on the right track, you're on the right track!"

Yang Ling waved his hand, bent down and took out five books from his arms, opened them like a folding fan, and said with a smile: "Young man, I am Qingyun Immortal in the sky. I just passed by here and saw your bones. I was amazed. You are a martial arts that is unique among all." Wizards...

I have this peerless mystical skill called "The Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Power". Seeing that it is destined for you, I will give it to you! But you must not tell anyone else, not even your parents! "

Hearing this, Yang Zhao blinked and said seriously: "I appreciate grandpa's kindness. But my father has always taught me not to accept gifts from strangers."

"..."

Yang Ling had a headache.

He thought that if he said this, Yang Zhao, who had been fond of martial arts since childhood, would happily accept the "Immortal Elephant Prison Suppression Power", but he did not expect that although his son was young, he was very vigilant.

If that's the case, then don't blame him for being violent for his father!

Yang Ling laughed evilly, put away the book in his hand, raised his finger decisively and pointed at his son's eyebrows, pouring all his insights into "The Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Power" into his sea of ​​consciousness.

He not only wants to teach Xuan Kung, but also help them become enlightened.

Originally, there was a very high threshold for practicing "The Divine Elephant's Prison Suppressing Power" because it was difficult for ordinary people to imagine themselves as 840 million particles.

This threshold is difficult for some people to cross in their lifetime, but Yang Ling's current actions are equivalent to directly carrying his son into the threshold.

He retracted his fingers, looked at his son who was sitting cross-legged on the ground involuntarily, entering a state of selflessness, and stroked his beard with satisfaction.

With his insights, the threshold for cultivation has disappeared!

Although this kind of move is suspected of robbing young people, it undoubtedly greatly shortens the training time and improves the efficiency of training.

It won't take long for Yang Zhao to be able to cultivate the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power to the level of a giant elephant!

He took off the jade plaque, returned to his original appearance, sat on the edge and watched over his son quietly, and drove back several maids who came to check on the situation.

It wasn't until sunset that Yang Zhao finally woke up from his trance.

As his eyes opened and closed, there seemed to be a flash of lightning.

He instinctively jumped up and practiced each move according to the movement route of "The Divine Elephant Prison Suppressing Strength" in his mind. Even his father sitting next to him didn't see it. It was obvious that all his thoughts were on "The Divine Elephant Prison Suppression Power". "The Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Power" Part 1.

"This brat..."

Yang Ling curled his lips and said he didn't want to learn just now, but now he is practicing so immersedly, no one can escape the law of true fragrance!

Seeing that it was getting late, he could only cough hard twice, which attracted Yang Zhao's attention.

"Father! There was an old man who called himself Qing Yunxian just now..."

Realizing that his father was nearby, Yang Zhao quickly stopped and told everything about what had just happened. He didn't even hide the fact that he accidentally kicked off the railing.

His own child knew that Yang Ling had long expected that he would not hide the "Qingyun Immortal" thing, so he deliberately waited nearby.

After listening, he pretended to think seriously for a moment, and then said seriously: "Since Qingyun Immortal taught you mysterious skills, he must not be a bad person, so just listen to what he said and don't tell anyone about it again!

Don’t worry, your father will keep this secret for you! "

"Well, I listen to my father!"

Yang Zhao nodded heavily, as if he had made up his mind.

Yang Ling, who successfully plotted against his son, was quite satisfied with this.

Although he wanted his son to become stronger, he didn't want him to be too prominent, lest he attract the attention of heaven in advance.

In this way, their family might be able to escape the disaster of destruction in the future!

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