My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

The morning mist is shrouded, and the distant mountains are like black clouds.

As soon as a hint of fish belly white appeared in the east, Yang Ling got up early.

In the past, he would sleep until he woke up naturally, but since Yun Hua left, he became more diligent when he could not sleep alone.

But he was not the first to get up.

After putting on clothes and briefly washing up, Yang Ling walked out of the bedroom.

In the courtyard, there are rockery stone pools, lush flowers and plants, and little morning dews, like countless pearls dotted with them.

Winding along a path paved with bluestones, there are tall green bamboos on both sides, and the bamboo leaves rustle wherever the wind passes.

Passing through the twists and turns of the corridor, a childish "hum" sound came from the moon door in the back garden.

Yang Ling smiled slightly and slowed down his pace, not wanting to disturb his son's practice.

He stopped by the Moon Gate and saw his eldest son, Yang Zhao, standing in the open space in the center of the garden, holding a pair of thick bronze chains in his hands, training his strength and body.

Every wave was accompanied by his childish shouts, and there was an indomitable tenacity in his voice.

At a young age, Yang Zhao has a tall and straight figure, his skin has a healthy wheat color due to long-term exercise, and his young face is full of seriousness and concentration.

His lower abdomen rose and fell gently with the rhythm of his breathing, and every breath he exhaled was like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, full of power.

As he continued to exhale and breathe, the blood above his head was steaming, and he was as thick as a dragon, looking particularly strong.

Suddenly, as if he had broken through some kind of limit, bursts of wind and thunder sounded around him, and his breath was like little white dragons, circling and flying in the air.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ling also secretly became nervous.

He knew that Yang Zhao's breakthrough was imminent.

If it succeeds, it will reach a whole new level. But if it fails, the surging spiritual energy may hurt itself.

As Yang Zhao Lingqi circulated, the surrounding air seemed to begin to vibrate, and streams of air swirled around his body, forming invisible vortices.

Suddenly, a high-pitched and passionate elephant cry sounded, and at the same time, a majestic force came from his young body, with him as the center, impacting in all directions.

"Pfft~"

The surrounding flowers and plants suffered a disaster. They were destroyed in just an instant, and broken branches and leaves were scattered on the ground.

Looking down from a high altitude, a circle about ten feet in diameter suddenly appeared in the center of this small garden.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ling was filled with admiration.

He knew that Yang Zhao's divine elephant prison-suppressing power had already achieved some success and had entered the realm of giant elephants, so he could make such a majestic elephant cry sound.

Yang Zhao has been able to do this at a young age, which shows that his talent and understanding are far beyond what ordinary children can match.

More importantly, his resolute and tenacious temperament and persistent love for spiritual practice make people see the infinite possibilities of his future achievements.

At this time, Yang Zhao, who had just successfully broken the mirror, put down the chain in his hand, exhaled a long breath slowly, and showed a look of uncontrollable joy on his face.

Yang Ling coughed lightly and walked into the garden.

Yang Zhao heard the noise and turned around. When he saw his father, he suddenly showed a pure smile unique to children.

"Father!"

Yang Zhao quickly ran to Yang Ling and said excitedly: "I have mastered the Xuan Gong taught to me by Qing Yunxian!

Listen! "

As he spoke, Yang Zhao was running the Xuan Gong, and bursts of wind and thunder sounds suddenly came from his body, as well as a loud and high-pitched sound of an elephant.

At this time, Yang Zhao was like a naughty boy who had done well in the exam and couldn't wait to go home to present his treasure. He was completely different from the resolute and tenacious look just now.

In fact, Yang Zhao has always acted like a little adult in front of outsiders. Only when facing family members does he put down his guard and reveal his childish side.

Yang Ling reached out and touched his son's head, and gave a thumbs up with pride, "In less than two months, you have already mastered Xuan Gong. It's really amazing!

However, you have been working too hard recently.

You must remember that whether you are practicing or being a human being, you must take it one step at a time and never act too hastily. "

Yang Zhao nodded vigorously, with a firm light shining in his eyes: "Don't worry, father, I will pay attention."

Looking at his appearance, Yang Ling knew that he didn't really listen.

Although this son is young, he is very independent and will stick to what he has decided.

Yang Ling didn't know whether this was good or bad, so she could only pay more attention to him to prevent him from taking an extreme path.

At this time, a maid hurried over.

"Master, Miss Yin from the General Military Mansion and her friends are here to visit..."

Before she finished speaking, a heroic figure appeared behind her. He looked at Yang Ling and clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Brother Yang, you're fine!"

Then, Li Jing also walked in quickly, complaining as he walked: "Didn't we agree to wait in the flower hall, why did you just barge in..."

Ah, Brother Yang, don’t blame me, it was us who were rude. "

Yin Shiniang said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you such a mother-in-law? Brother Yang is not an outsider, so he will definitely not blame... Brother Yang, right?"

Yang Ling watched the two people walking into the garden one after another and couldn't help feeling a little headache.

Since the trip to Meishan, these two people often came to his house and asked Yunhua to teach them how to practice.

This is nothing at all, just a life adjustment.

But Yin Shi Niang was used to being in the army, and she was not particular about details. She always made a lot of noise every time she came, making the originally quiet and elegant inner courtyard of Yang Mansion a mess, like a stage for a play.

Yang Ling originally had a good impression of this true-hearted female knight, but now he could only sigh: She is a good girl, but it's a pity that she has a big mouth.

"Shouldn't you practice so early in the morning? How come you have time to come to me?"

Yang Ling waved his hand to let the maid retreat first, and then looked at Li Jing and Yin Shi Niang curiously: "Could it be that something happened?"

Yin Shi Niang didn't keep the secret, and directly took out a big red invitation from her sleeve, and said straightforwardly: "It's nothing big, it's just that we are going to get married at the beginning of next month, and today I specially came to invite Brother Yang and his family to Chentang Pass to watch the ceremony."

It's not a big deal!

Yang Ling clearly saw that the corners of Li Jing's mouth were twitching slightly.

If getting married is not a big deal, then what is?

Only Yin Shi Niang could say this.

"Congratulations!" Yang Ling took the invitation, smiled and looked at Li Jing, teasing: "Brother Li, you came to our Guanjiangkou this time and successfully got the beauty. I'm afraid you must be very happy, right?"

Li Jing nodded vigorously, then hurriedly changed the subject, looking at Yang Zhao who was standing quietly beside him and said: "Brother Yang, were you teaching the children to practice just now?"

Yang Ling shook his head, "He was practicing hard by himself, I was just watching."

"That's right." Li Jing smiled and said: "Brother Yang's two children are both talented, far beyond the ordinary. With Brother Yang's current Qi training skills, I'm afraid I can't teach him anymore, right?

If Brother Yang doesn't mind, why don't you let me guide my nephew to practice?"