Chapter 1062
Autumn rain, stop and go, stop and stop, crows and frogs sing, singing rain and sunshine.
Taking advantage of the rest of the autumn rain, Yang Ming accompanied his family to go out, walking through the thick mud mixed with wheat straw in the village outside Tiandou City.
The villagers stood in front of the houses with rustling green leaves to pick autumn fruits. The women planted sweet potatoes in the fields, and most of the fields began to harvest. The wheat stalks were as tall as a person, and the fields were golden and orange. The sound of frogs is everywhere. Water flows from one field to another with a gurgling sound. Only in the autumn rain season can you hear such a mighty sound of water. The river is like grease, the blue tide is full, and a bundle of golden straw floats away up and down. Some of the reeds on the shore have sprouted ears. The children broke the reeds and spread them on the ground, where they sat and fished.
The air was dull and heavy. The smoke from cooking in the village is so damp that it is difficult to fly up, and it can only turn into mist and crawl on the ground. The mountains and fields have become dark blue and heavy green, as if a drop of water will turn into a diffuse color.
Little Yang Guo broke free from the hand held by Yang Ming, like a happy Erha, running on the muddy ground, every time his little feet stepped heavily on the ground to make a mud hole, a touch of flying The mud was splashed so that the trousers and clothes were covered with dirty black mud, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, and instead became more and more elated.
Maybe it is the first time for a child from the city to come to the suburban countryside, or maybe he is bored in the Zhatian Gang, facing the rigid face of the tutor all day long, endless homework, endless knowledge, repairing, etc. The endless exercises have been suppressing Xiao Yang Guo's nature, now it can be regarded as a solution to his long-term worries, why don't you play hard?
Over the past few years, the little boy who still sat on Yang Ming's back and rode a horse has grown into a little naughty boy with a good body. He is as tall as a twelve-year-old child, with a thick head and a thick head, and his muddy face looks naive, and his fat-looking arms possess power beyond his peers. Even some soul masters of more than ten levels, in In terms of strength, I am afraid it is not as good as Xiao Yang Guo.
Looking at Xiao Yang Guo's virtue, Yang Ming and his four wives shook their heads again and again.
"This little bastard, I don't know how to restrain myself, he got dirty when he just came out."
Hu Liena's usually charming face also put on a serious expression of a parent, secretly calculating in her heart, what kind of punishment should be given to Xiao Yang after returning home, whether it is a set of three-year mock exams for five years, or sending him to Shrek. The college enrolls in a remedial class and asks Dean Liu Erlong to give this incompetent little guy some music lessons, art lessons, equestrian lessons, home economics lessons... to cultivate his hobbies?
Xiao Yang Guo, who was having fun playing in the mud, suddenly felt the deep malice from the two parents behind him, shivered suddenly, and looked back involuntarily, and saw Yang Ming and Hu Liena showing their faces towards him The smile of a strict father and a loving mother.
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The expression on Xiao Yang Guo's face froze suddenly, almost having a heart attack from fright.
He subconsciously looked down at his dross, smiled awkwardly, and wiped the clothes with both hands indiscriminately, and the result became thicker and dirtier, leaving muddy palm prints everywhere on the clothes.
Looking at this silly son, Yang Ming shook his head, raised his hand and stretched out his finger, a stream of water drawn from the world of six realms of reincarnation shot out from his fingertips, drawing a crystal arc in the air, crackling all over his head and brain. It landed on the top of Xiao Yang Guo's head, and it gave him a chill. The water was poured from head to toe, washing away the mud on his body.
Before Xiao Yang Guo could react, he saw a black object thrown from Yang Ming's hand. Xiao Yang Guo subconsciously took the package and found that there were clean clothes and towels inside. At the same time, Yang Ming's voice came:
"Hurry up and change all your clothes and pants. Your mothers and I will go to the village ahead to rest first."
"Oh oh oh!"
Young Yang Guo's face turned red, he wished he could bury his head in the mud, and hurriedly got into the rice field beside the road, covered his figure with a straw that was one person tall, and quickly changed his dirty clothes.
The village is an ordinary village. Seeing that Yang Ming and his party are dressed in extraordinary clothes and look extraordinary, and they are people from the city, they can tell that they are noble at first glance. One less thing, just look at it from a distance, not daring to get too close, which saves a lot of trouble.
Going to the gazebo in the village and sitting down, Yang Ming looked at Xiao Yang Guo who was looking around at the entrance of the village, his eyes showed a bit of helplessness, he never thought that after only a few years, Xiao Yang Guo has grown up so much, he usually doesn’t have much time to accompany him By his son's side, it is very likely to be the same in the future, and he can't help feeling a little owed in his heart.
He looked at Hu Liena who was fiddling with pastries on the table, and said:
"Honey, is it time for the child to awaken his martial spirit?"
"Yes, next week all six-year-old children will participate in the Wuhun Awakening Ceremony. I don't know what kind of Wuhun this brat will awaken at that time. If we follow the past practice, the innate aptitude of the children's awakened Wuhun depends on Parents' martial soul, cultivation base, and bloodline, judging from the situation of our husband and wife, Xiao Yang Guo's awakened martial soul will not be much worse, but he is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if he awakens a useless martial soul , even if we can transfer to practice Qi exercises, but this will also make the outside world criticize us, which will affect the physical and mental health of the child, and I am also worried about this matter recently!"
Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony!
Yang Ming was in a daze. He didn't expect that more than 20 years had passed since he awakened his martial soul. Now that he was married and his children were about to awaken their martial soul, it gave him a feeling of reincarnation.
Yang Ming himself knows his own affairs. Everything he owns is obtained from the system lottery. If there is no system, he might be a useless martial soul when he first awakened his martial soul. As a father, Yang Ming's heart suddenly tightened. , I'm afraid that Xiao Yang Guo will really awaken the useless martial soul by accident, and if that happens, he will lose at the starting line of life.
Thinking of this, Yang Ming couldn't help showing a wry smile.
In his previous life, he always saw on the Internet that parents were concerned about their children losing at the starting line. At that time, he still felt that these parents were a little unreasonable, but when he became a parent, he realized this feeling. Worrying.
"Well, just in case, to avoid the worst possible outcome, I plan to add an insurance policy to Xiao Yang Guo."
"What insurance?"
Yang Ming waved his hand, and a burly figure walked out of the plane passage that split the six reincarnation worlds behind him.
The middle-aged man who came out of the world of six paths of reincarnation has wild long black hair, broad shoulders as thick as a city wall, and a burly figure standing tall and straight on the ground, just like a black hole in the shape of a human, with endless streams It absorbs the surrounding light in such a way that it was once suspected that even living things would be swallowed up.
A square face like the one carved by the master Michelangelo in ancient Rome, with a cold outline, a high nose bridge, tight lips, and colorful pupils full of supreme power, the eyes of the world are cold and majestic Shooting in all directions, it was like a sharp sword with a handle shooting towards everyone, a burst of dragon power rushing towards the face, like a biting cold wind in the twelfth lunar month of winter, even a thin layer of frost formed on the ground.
A robe with a black background and gold patterns is put on a majestic body. A black dragon with teeth and claws is painted on the robe, which makes this middle-aged man look a bit more royal. There is a breathless pressure that permeates the surroundings, as if falling into the sea.
He is now Yang Ming's right-hand man, the Six Paths Puppet Black Dragon Ditian!
In an instant, Black Dragon Ditian withdrew his powerful aura and returned to his ordinary appearance, standing behind Yang Ming like a statue made of steel.
Yang Ming waved at Xiao Yang Guo and said:
"come over!"
Young Yang Guo first looked timidly at the big man behind Yang Ming, trembling with fear, but when he thought that he was the son of the majestic leader of the Zhatian Gang, he immediately cheered up and walked towards Yang Ming.
For Xiao Yang Guo's performance, Yang Ming couldn't say he was disappointed, but he sighed slightly.
Tiger father and dog son, are you talking about their situation?
Xiao Yang Guo didn't have the disposition to be invincible in the world, it's not his fault, after all, not everyone is as evil as Yang Ming.
It's just a pity that with Xiao Yang Guo's disposition, he can't be a pioneer in the future, but only a conservative one.
Perhaps Xiao Yang Guo's future achievements will be limited, but no matter what, this is his own son after all, it doesn't matter even if his heart is a bit weak, Xiao Yang Guo is still young after all, these things can be cultivated by the day after tomorrow, maybe After some hardships, there is a turning point.
Yang Ming looked at Black Dragon Ditian from the left, and Xiao Yang Guo from the right, and he had already made a decision in his heart.
He put one hand on Heilong Ditian's shoulder, and said in his heart:
"Sorry, old man."
After all, Yang Ming used his power "Wu" as the creator of the world of reincarnation of the six realms, turned it into an invisible shackle and inserted it into the Black Dragon Emperor's sky, entered into the depths of his blood, and severely pumped the blood of the Dragon God. come out.
Once this is done, Black Dragon Ditian, a puppet of the Six Paths, will completely lose the possibility of going further, and will forever stagnate at the level of the new god.
Judging from the current situation of Yang Ming's rapid growth, a six-path puppet of a newly promoted god will not be of much help to him. Even if the Black Dragon Ditian can continue to purify the blood of the dragon god, he will grow into a god king and supreme god in the future. But after all, it takes too much time, and the unit is ten thousand years, Yang Ming can't wait for that time at all.
That's right, Yang Ming wanted to extract the blood of the Dragon God and transplant it into Xiao Yang Guo's body.
In this way, it can help Xiao Yang Guo to keep the bottom line in the martial soul awakening ceremony, and at worst he can awaken the dragon martial soul, so that he will not lose at the starting line.
I have to say, poor parents all over the world!
The ability to draw blood is comparable to the cruelest torture. Even though he has lost his sense of pain, Hei Long Ditian, who can't feel any pain, can't help but tremble wildly, and his limbs sway erratically.
Just when Yang Ming was about to completely extract the blood of the Dragon God from the Black Dragon Emperor's body, it seemed that he had touched some kind of taboo, or maybe he had touched the black hand buried by the Dragon God. Suddenly, the sky was once again blackened. Covered by clouds, pale white thunder flashes non-stop among the clouds, and the terrifying dragon's power is brewing, and it has already descended on this rural area with an irresistible power.
Ordinary villagers in the village rolled their eyes, foamed at the mouth, and fainted the moment they came into contact with this dragon power.
"snort!"
Yang Ming's eyes turned cold, and he snorted coldly.
With him as the center, the consciousness of the first-level divine origin includes the pavilion, which protects his wife and children, and is not affected by this dragon power.
In Yang Ming's eyes, the Jiugouyu reincarnation eyes burst out with terrifying sharpness, he stared coldly at Heilongditian, and said:
"Let me just say, when I passed the Dragon God's Nine Examinations, I always felt weird, and there was an indescribable sense of disobedience. It turned out that Dragon God, you, an old and immortal thing, was so greedy that you actually hid the backhand of resurrection in the Deep in the blood of the Dragon God, if I didn't want to find a way out for my son today, maybe one day I would really let you succeed, give me a backstab!"
It turned out that in the Nine Trials of the Dragon God, the continuous cleansing and pure blood of the Black Dragon Ditian was the real backer of the Dragon God's resurrection!
As for the so-called trick of the dragon god's resentful spirit to seize the house and rebirth, it was just a trick!
Black Dragon Ditian clicked his mouth up and down, and the magnetic voice of Dragon God came out from his mouth, saying:
"Young descendants, we meet again, help me to resurrect and come back to the world, I will bestow you with supreme divine power, let you grow into a god... wait, what's going on, why have you become a second-level god ?”
Dragon God's originally calm tone suddenly became restless.
Since the last time he said goodbye to Yang Ming, he clearly remembered that it was not more than 10,000 years, not even a hundred years. How could the other party have jumped from a demigod to a second-level god?
This is something that even the most talented true dragon of the true dragon clan could not do!
"Old guy, you talk too much. Isn't it good for an old guy like you who has stepped into the coffin to disappear into the long river of history? Why do you have to make so many things?"
"You, tell me where you came from, and go back to where you are!"
With a sound of Yang Ming's fall, the chain of creation power "nothing" was immediately stretched, and it was tightly bound to the consciousness of the dragon god hidden deep in the blood.
Dragon God has already lost his body, even his soul, and even his resentment. What is left now is just his consciousness. Where is Yang Ming's opponent?
Thinking that the resurrection plan he had planned for many years would eventually fail, the Dragon God could no longer maintain his composure, and immediately said in horror:
"Young young man, no, he is a great and strong man. If you spare my life, I will tell you an ancient secret. This ancient secret is related to you, and the life and death of your wife and children!"