Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

Wei House.

In the early morning, the morning glow poured down, covering the entire mansion with a layer of light golden color.

There were bursts of laughter in the garden.

On the grass, Zi Yan was playing with her two little ones.

Not far away, under the shade of a willow tree, Wei Yang and others sat behind a desk, drinking tea, eating snacks, and chatting casually.

After coming out of the star field, the two chose to relax for two days.

At this moment, Wei Yang was leaning lazily against the back of his chair, squinting his eyes, looking at his two children.

The two little guys are already a little over four years old this year.

In another two years, we will be able to start teaching them how to practice.

Recently, he has been thinking about studying martial arts and preparing to create two suitable martial arts by himself to lay the foundation for the two little ones.

With Wei Yang's current realm, it shouldn't be a difficult task for him to create two low-level earth-grade skills with some effort.

The Yang-attributed skills that Wei Ye needs are not a big problem.

After all, Yang is Wei Yang’s main profession.

However, the Yin-Yang attribute technique that Wei Shuo needed was a little troublesome, and he had to spend time and effort to study it carefully.

He also has no shortage of Yin-attributed skills.

What is lacking now is how to integrate the two properties of yin and yang into one and achieve a perfect balance. This requires many attempts.

At one side, Yao Lao had a broad smile on his face, as beautiful as a chrysanthemum. His frown relaxed and his eyes were always on the two little guys. His eyes were full of kindness and his love for his children was beyond words.

He stroked his beard lightly, looking very satisfied.

After experiencing a great disaster, days like this can finally be considered a happy ending for Yao Lao.

Over the past year, he has been enjoying playing with his grandchildren and has really enjoyed it.

Now that his disciples and students have become successful and no longer need him to worry about them, he has begun to think about how to teach his two precious grandchildren well.

After all, he is a professional in education and does not accept any rebuttal.

The results are there, even the old three big friends are inferior to us.

Double champions, who else?

Whenever he thought of this, Yao Lao couldn't help but feel quite pleased with himself.

Of course, he never mentioned Han Feng's stain.

"Hehe, that old bastard Xuankongzi actually wants to snatch from me." Yao Lao twirled his gray beard with his hands, narrowed his eyes, and sneered in his heart.

Both of his two disciples are excellent talents with the potential to become evil.

How could they possibly let that old fellow Xuan Kongzi have a share of the pie?

What if he leads me astray?

Look at Song Qing, what a thing.

Also, the old lady Xuan Yi has also set her sights on Wei Shuo. She has been coming here every few days for no reason.

As Yao Lao thought about it, his face turned dark.

Damn it! They are all disrespectful to their elders and have set their sights on my precious disciple.

He even said something with a flattering face, saying that both children were born in Shengdan City, and their father was a candidate for Danta giant, so the two children were their Danta people.

It's just far-fetched talk.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

This is really too much!

Yao Lao was so angry that he even slept with one eye half open, for fear that his precious disciple would be abducted by someone if he was not careful.

"We have to move back to Xingyun Pavilion as soon as possible."

He couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

As the saying goes, you're not afraid of thieves stealing, you're afraid of thieves thinking about it. It's not a good idea to be on guard all the time.

He must be resurrected as soon as possible and then move back to Xingyun Pavilion. He doesn't want to stay in Shengdan City any longer.

"Hoo, hoo, taking care of a child is so tiring. I'm so exhausted." Zi Yan ran over breathlessly, yelling, and sat down. She picked up a cup of tea with her little hand and tilted her head back to gulp it down.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Although Zi Yan looked like she was complaining, the smug look hidden between her eyebrows betrayed her directly.

She really enjoys being the big sister.

If anyone dares to snatch it from her, she will definitely get angry with him.

Now the two little guys are like two little tails. Wherever Zi Yan goes, the two little guys will follow her happily.

Can't even shake it off.

This is not.

"Sister Zi Yan, I want to drink some water too."

"I'm thirsty, I want to drink too."

The two little guys shouted in baby voices.

"No, just take the cup and pour it yourself." Zi Yan hummed and poured herself tea and gulped it.

"Come here, Master." Yao Lao had already prepared warm water and dropped a drop of extremely pure medicine into the water, then waved with a smile on his face.

The two little ones ran over quickly.

"Boy, girl, drink slowly, don't choke." Yao Lao smiled, his eyes narrowed into slits.

On the side, Xiao Yan looked a little jealous, glanced at the sleepy Wei Yang, leaned over, patted him, and joked: "Hey, Brother Wei, I feel like we have fallen out of favor."

Wei Yang raised his eyelids, turned over, and was too lazy to pay attention to this guy.

"Haha." Seeing this, everyone burst into laughter.

Even the usually sullen-faced Master Iron Sword showed a rare smile that wasn't so ugly.

"Mr. Yao, your disciple is jealous." Venerable Tianhuo stroked his beard and teased.

Upon hearing this, Yao Lao glared at Xiao Yan in annoyance, and continued to coax the two little guys to drink water.

Xiao Yan shrugged helplessly. The old saying about grandparents being close to each other was indeed true.

If you have disciples or offspring, it naturally won't be that interesting anymore.

I really envy these two little guys.

It can be said that she is truly the apple of everyone's eye.

Xiao Yan smacked his lips and thought about his past.

Alas, it’s okay not to mention it.

The atmosphere was joyful.

"Haha, everyone is here, what are you talking about so happily?"

At this time, Venerable Feng came over from a distance, looking exhausted. Before he arrived, he could hear a loud laugh, "Oh? Wei Yang and Xiao Yan are out of retreat?"

"Master Feng." Everyone greeted him with a smile.

Qinglin quickly put down the needlework in her hands and poured the tea quickly.

Venerable Feng sat down on a cushion, took the teacup from Qinglin, thanked him, and then said with a smile: "I went back to Xingyun Pavilion to arrange some things there."

"Is everything okay over there?" Xiao Yan asked with concern.

"It's okay. The Soul Palace didn't come to cause trouble." Venerable Feng waved his hand and said, "When I left this time, I had them activate the formation and temporarily close the pavilion."

"That's good. It seems that the Soul Palace is quite patient." Xiao Yan sneered, "I thought they couldn't cause any trouble for us, so they would go to Xingyun Pavilion to vent their anger."

"I'm afraid that the Soul Palace is also afraid of being ambushed by us, so they are so cautious and dare not act rashly." Reverend Iron Sword said.

"That's most likely the case." Everyone nodded.

The Soul Palace is probably a little scared now.

After all, they have suffered too many losses and suffered heavy losses several times, so they have to be cautious.

“It seems that the move of Ten Directions Annihilation that Brother Wei used before leaving the Ghost Mountains last time really hurt them.” Xiao Yan said with some gloating.

Everyone also looked at Wei Yang with a smile.

They still remembered the huge black mushroom cloud that they saw rising up when they retreated to the outskirts of the Ghost Mountains when Muran looked back.

Even though they were so far away from the explosion site, they could still deeply feel the horror of the mushroom cloud.

That kind of power can be said to be able to destroy the world.

It seemed as if the entire Ghost Mountain Range was trembling slightly.

In that kind of scene, you can imagine with your toes what the fate of the people in the Soul Palace would be.

After what happened, it's not surprising that the Soul Palace was frightened by the bombing.

With such a huge explosion, at least at the Dou Zun level, no matter it is high-level or peak, or even at the ninth level, few people dare to say that they can handle it.

In this situation, who would dare to come here and die?

"Master Feng, did you gain anything from this trip?" Xiao Yan asked with a somewhat expectant look on his face.

Wei Yang also sat up a little straighter and looked over.

Everyone was also looking at Master Feng.

This time, Venerable Feng went out to look for the miraculous medicine that could help Yao Lao recover his soul.