Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

Inside the secret room.

The two were chatting.

Ok?

Suddenly, the black ring on Xiao Yan's finger trembled, and Yao Lao's illusory figure slowly floated out.

"Teacher, you're awake." Xiao Yan said excitedly.

"Mr. Yao." Wei Yang also showed a happy expression on his face.

Four or five years have passed since we parted in the mysterious valley.

Now we meet again.

Looking at Yao Lao's white-haired and old appearance, he no longer had any of the calmness and demeanor of a senior in the past. Instead, he was just weak like an old man.

Seeing this scene, Wei Yang couldn't help but feel sad.

Over the years, Yao Lao fell into the hands of the Soul Palace, and although his life was not in danger, it was obvious that he was not living well.

Yao Lao was floating and sitting cross-legged in the air. He looked at the two young men in front of him with his cloudy eyes. A weak smile of relief slowly appeared on his face.

His lips trembled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Two little guys, you have finally grown up. It's been several years since I last saw you. I am very happy to see you like this."

After several years of separation, the two young boys have grown up to this point.

This was something Yao Lao had not expected.

Both of them have entered the Dou Zun realm, and Wei Yang is even at the six-star level.

This growth rate is too fast.

Yao Lao sighed.

The three of them had smiles on their faces, and were speechless for a moment.

However, Yao Lao's short words made Xiao Yan feel extremely jealous. He turned his head slightly and wiped the corner of his eyes quietly.

"Hey, your soul power."

Yao Lao suddenly let out a light exclamation and swept his eyes over Xiao Yan and Wei Yang.

Although he was extremely weak now, his experience and vision were still there, so he quickly discovered that there was some difference in the soul power of the two people.

Not only did Xiao Yan enter the spiritual realm, but Wei Yang was even more exaggerated.

He actually felt a little pressure from Wei Yang, as well as a hint of familiarity.

This is the peak of the spiritual realm, half a step to the heavenly realm!

At that moment, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then he was even more relieved, and nodded and said, "Okay, okay, we actually got to this point."

Wei Yang had achieved such great accomplishments in the soul realm in just a few years of separation, which was far beyond Yao Lao's expectations.

The peak of the spiritual realm, it has caught up with me!

How old is Wei Yang?

This kind of soul gift is truly unique in life.

The three of them had a conversation.

It was mainly Xiao Yan who was talking, talking about some things that happened in recent years, and Wei Yang would occasionally add a few words to supplement it.

Yao Lao listened with a smile on his face.

When he heard that the two of them participated in the Alchemy Conference and won an unprecedented double championship, Yao Lao couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He didn't even need to think about it to know the expressions of Xuan Kongzi and others at that time.

A disciple and a student won the double championship of the Alchemy Competition.

How wonderful!

Yao Lao couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.

Soon Xiao Yan talked about the star field again.

"Teacher, look." Xiao Yan flipped his palm, and suddenly, purple-brown flame burst out from the palm of his hand.

"This is." Looking at the purple-brown flame in Xiao Yan's palm and feeling its power, Yao Lao was surprised.

Then, he suddenly understood something, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he whispered: "With such power, how many strange fires did it devour?"

"Including the Three Thousand Flames, there are five in total." Xiao Yan grinned and said, "Brother Wei helped me a lot in successfully swallowing the Three Thousand Flames this time."

"There are already five flowers?" Yao Lao sighed softly.

He looked at Wei Yang again.

Strange fire is a magical creature from heaven and earth that an ordinary alchemist may never encounter in his entire life. Unexpectedly, Wei Yang was able to find it after searching for it again and again.

Add to that the Netherworld Poisonous Fire and the Black Sun Burning Sky Flame, plus Xiao Yan’s five.

A total of seven strange fires, either directly or indirectly, can be said to be related to Wei Yang.

Wei Yang smiled at this.

That’s not even counting A-Da’s Nine Nether Wind Flame and the Flame of Living Being.

If this were to be told to others, wouldn't Yao Lao be so shocked?

He felt indifferent.

Strange fire and the like are just that simple.

At least in Wei Yang's eyes, it is no longer a rare thing.

"Master Feng and the others are waiting outside, so why not meet them first?" Wei Yang said with a smile.

"Well, I haven't seen Old Man Feng for a long time." Yao Lao smiled and nodded.

Wei Yang waved his sleeves.

Rumble~

The door of the secret room slowly opened.

Immediately, dozens of figures walked in quickly.

"Old man, you are finally awake." Venerable Feng looked at Yao Chen with joy and emotion on his face, but seeing his weak appearance, he couldn't help but ask, "How do you feel?"

"No problem, I'm feeling better now." Yao Lao waved his hand. Seeing the large number of Dou Zun coming in, he was surprised and bowed his hands, saying, "Thank you for troubling everyone this time."

Naturally, everyone was polite again.

"Old man, it's a good thing that Wei Yang and Xiao Yan are here this time, otherwise, I'm afraid they won't be able to save you."

Venerable Feng shook his head and said with some shame: "After I knew that you were captured by the Soul Palace, I looked for people everywhere to rescue you as soon as possible. But in the end, the only helper I could find was Tie Jian."

As he said this, he gave a bitter smile: "With just me and Tie Jian, I'm afraid we can't even get into the door of the Soul Palace."

In response, Yao Lao smiled and said nothing. It is normal for people to forget about you after you leave.

What’s more, the opponent is a force like Soul Palace.

but.

Yao Lao looked at Tie Jian and said with a smile, "Tie Jian, it's rare that you are willing to risk offending the Soul Palace to come and save my old bones. Thank you very much."

Reverend Tiejian forced a stiff smile on his face and said, "Senior Yao, you are too polite. You were kind to me back then. Now that I have avenged my great hatred, there is nothing to worry about. I came here ready to die, but I didn't expect..."

As he spoke, Iron Sword Reverend glanced at Wei Yang and Xiao Yan, and said, "I didn't contribute much this time. The young are indeed formidable!"

"Every generation has its own talented people. We old guys are already old." Master Feng also interjected in a self-deprecating manner.

"Haha." Everyone laughed and didn't respond.

Yao Lao was also speechless, but he could not hide a hint of satisfaction and pride on his face.

But soon, his attention was attracted by the two little guys.

They were two delicate little babies, who were hugging their mothers' thighs at the moment, hiding behind them and looking curiously at the old grandfather whose body seemed slightly transparent.

Seeing this, Yao Lao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned to ask Wei Yang, "Wei boy, who are they?"

Wei Yang waved to the two little guys and asked them to come over, and said with a smile: "They are my children."

"Oh?" Yao Lao was a little surprised, and then pleasantly surprised.

The two little guys ran over and threw themselves into Wei Yang's arms, staring at Yao Lao with their black eyes.

Wei Yang patted the two little guys on the head and said with a smile: "Go and pay respects to your master."

Hearing this, the two little guys also obeyed. They stood up and shouted to Yao Lao in a crisp voice: "Master."

"Hey, hey, hey." The childish voice made Yao Lao's heart melt and he looked a little flustered.

After a lot of effort, he calmed down his mind, and a very kind smile appeared on his face. He called softly, "Come, come here, Master."

The two little guys turned their heads to look at Wei Yang, and when they saw Wei Yang nod, they ran over with their short legs.

"Good children, good children, you are so good, so good." Yao Lao's smile was like a chrysanthemum. He stretched out his transparent palms and gently stroked the heads of the two little guys. He looked a little excited and kept muttering to himself.

Everyone was watching with a smile, this was a slightly heartwarming scene.

"Can you please tell Master what your names are?" Yao Lao said with a smile.

"My name is Wei Ye, also called Dabao."

"My name is Wei Shuo, also called Xiaobao."

The little guy answered crisply.

"Okay, okay, Dabao, Xiaobao, be good, be good." Yao Lao smiled from ear to ear and pulled the two little guys into his arms.

The elderly seem to have little resistance to children.

The so-called grandparents' kinship is not entirely without reason.