Chapter 1328 Deception

Chapter 1328 Bullying

Although the yard is dilapidated, it is very peaceful, with a few old trees swaying, casting shade on the ground. Beside the ancient well, the little boy poured a basin of clean water to wash away the dirt, revealing a delicate and immature face.

"Why is a small part of the ancient art of the Holy Body specializing in the major secret realms missing?" Ye Fan asked. 【..quality novel, true quality, good novel! 】

When the little boy heard the words, he didn't care to wipe the water off his face, and ran over to listen to the conversation between his grandfather and Ye Fan. The yellow dog stuck out his tongue, wagged his tail, and walked around with him, looking like he was ingratiating himself.

Under an old peach tree, Ye Fan and Yang Yunteng both sat on the bluestone and talked about the ancient method. The old man Yang Yunteng was very surprised and said, "This secret method has been passed down from generation to generation. Could it be that part of it was lost along the way?"

Years are too old to be probed. The most precious ancient art in their hearts was missing, and both grandparents and grandchildren were very nervous and anxious. Because the ancestors have said that this is the tradition of the Eucharist, and it cannot be lost.

"It's okay, I'll make it up for you." Ye Fan exuded a ray of divine consciousness and engraved this earth-shattering ancient technique in their hearts.

Ye Fan stayed here and taught Yang Xi for a few days. This child is very talented, coupled with his serious and hard work, his performance is extremely amazing.

Here the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is dry, which is not a problem for Ye Fan at all.

In fact, he could directly take out a piece of divine source and make this place a paradise, but he didn't want to expose the little boy to such a cultivating environment from the very beginning.

"Concentrate and open up the sea of ​​suffering." Under the old tree, Ye Fan looked serious, urging Yang Xi to concentrate all his energy, open up his sea of ​​suffering, and open the shackles.

Ye Fan helped him activate his blood, revive the dormant golden holy blood, and then stood aside. Two hours later, the unshakable sea of ​​bitterness suddenly shone brightly, as if it had melted, and a little golden glow appeared.

"Ah... I have received the spiritual energy, and I can practice!" The little boy was shocked, opened his eyes, was extremely excited, and jumped up directly.

Seeing Ye Fan staring, Yang Xi hurriedly sat down and said, "Master, I was wrong, I'm just too excited, the last few generations of my family can't cross this hurdle."

Ye Fan nodded and didn't blame. The recent generations of the fallen Holy Body family couldn't even open up the sea of ​​suffering, so the mood at this time is understandable.

The old man Yang Yunteng was carrying water by the well to irrigate the vegetable border. At this moment, he was genuinely happy, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be reduced a little.

This ancient star is even more powerful than the Big Dipper, and the suppression is so powerful that the Holy Body can't even pass the level of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, which is really helpless.

Next, the little boy became more serious and practiced the "Dao Jing", which is an ancient and complex scripture, which is the best among the ancient Lunhai scriptures.

Several of Ye Fan's disciples, from Ye Tong to Komatsu, to Hua Hua, all dabble. Ye Fan asked them to study hard, which may affect their whole life. Now that he has encountered a young broken child, he still uses this scripture to build the foundation.

Ye Fan created the scriptures, but now he has not cultivated to the Great Perfection, and he has not given them easily, and he does not want his disciples to copy his own path.

The little boy did not know the "Dao Jing", but the old man Yang Yunteng heard it and was shocked. Taking this scripture as a guide, the foundation is too deep and solid.

Yang Xi closed his eyes, although he was immature, but sitting there crossed like a rock, motionless, firm belief, and devoted himself into it.

Opening up the sea of ​​suffering cannot be accomplished overnight. Just now, the golden blood dormant in his body boiled briefly, but now it has calmed down.

Ye Fan nodded, and it was done. He led the little broken boy to the cultivation path. A little light the size of a grain of rice appeared in his sea of ​​suffering, and he needed to continue to develop.

"Come out!" A child was shouting in the alley.

"The waste Holy Body came out, what ancestor is the strongest, and the people with the blood of the sky flowing in the body came to suppress you." Some children were booing.

Yang Xi opened his eyes, and there was anger on his tender little face, but after looking at Ye Fan, he quickly calmed down again.

Ye Fan nodded, it was not easy for a six- or seven-year-old child to meditate so quickly and let the anger and anger in his heart subside. 【..quality novel, true quality, good novel! 】

"The one who kills the Eucharist has arrived, the blood of the heavens has swept over everything, and the little broken child comes out to see how powerful the bloodline of the person who defeated your ancestors is." A group of children shouted.

Yang Yunteng sighed and shook his head, very helpless.

Yang Xi was very quiet. He didn't say a word. He sat cross-legged on the bluestone, hurrying to practice every second, and cherished this hard-won opportunity very much.

After a long time, there were still children shouting outside, persevering, refusing to leave, and finally kicked the door open with a bang.

Yang Yunteng saw a child behind the crowd, his expression froze, an extremely complicated icy expression appeared on his wrinkled face, and then he turned his head.

"A child of the Cang family?" Ye Fan asked.

"Yes." Yang Yunteng nodded, as if he was reluctant to mention this family, there was a kind of anger and knot that could not be resolved.

"Yang Xi, let's go." Ye Fan said, stopping the little boy from practicing and allowing him to go out.

In the alley, a group of children yelled at Yang Xi, but they were very afraid of one of the children wearing a treasured robe. When they saw him wave their hands, they all stopped and did not dare to speak more.

It is very difficult to cultivate Taoism on this ancient star, and only this area can be practiced reluctantly. This city is located in this Taoist soil, and most of the people living in the city are disciples of the ancient sect who know how to practice Taoism.

These children came from some sects, big and small, and they were very afraid of the child in the middle, and took him as their leader.

His name is Cang Yun, and he only appears every ten days and a half a month. Every time he comes out, he wants to find a little boy and beat him to death. This is also the case at this time.

"Is this the child of the blood of the sky on the other ancient star of life?" Ye Fan asked.

Yang Yunteng nodded, his expression was very cold, and he resented this family. Over the years, they have gone too far, constantly trampling on the dignity of the Holy Body.

"They are the descendants of the hegemony body. Most of the blood in the human body has been thinned, but it does not affect the practice. In order to establish their beliefs, some children were specially sent to this star."

This has been the case for so many years, Yang Yunteng sometimes thinks about it, and feels very sad that the human race has become the sparring partner of others, and has been bullied like this.

Ye Fan had already learned from the whispers of the two saints when he worshiped in front of the solitary grave of the holy land of the human race, that the person with the blood of the heavens in his body was buried on another ancient star. The descendants of this family came to guard the mausoleum for them, but they never left.

Relatively speaking, that clan is very different from this one. Although the bloodline has thinned with the passage of time, and no real hegemony has ever been born, it is still very powerful.

In order to cultivate the next generation, the Cang people will be sent to live on this ancient star that is difficult to cultivate for a few years when they are very young, so that they can understand the changes of the Tao [Dzi Bead Change], struggle, temper, and experience the hardships. .

This is an ancestral rule and cannot be changed. When Ye Fan heard this, his heart moved, and he felt the extraordinaryness of this family.

However, since ancient times, the descendants of the blood lineage of the sky have gone too far, and some children have been targeting the lineage of the Holy Body, often oppressing them, and every time they are beaten to death.

"Heavenly Body is naturally stronger than Holy Body, and the world [covering the sky] is invincible. You must overcome them since you were young, and trample them under your feet to establish the belief of invincibility."

This is what someone in the Heavenly Baxue clan said. They taught the children in such a way that the old man Yang Yunteng felt grief and indignation every time he thought about it.

"Holy body boy, you can't possibly be the opponent of Tyrant Body, and you will be beaten to death today." Many children shouted.

Yang Xicai started to open up the sea of ​​hardships, and he was just getting started. Although he was born with divine power, he was not the opponent of the boy who had built his foundation for several years and knew Taoism.

Cang Yun was young, but he had a kind of indifference that didn't match his age. He kicked the little boy away with one foot, followed him, and stepped on his chest.

"My ancestors won, and the blood of the heavens will always be stronger than the Eucharist. Now every generation of us will step on your family, and you will never be defeated."

Although Yang Yunteng was very old, he was so enraged by a child that he was about to rush out with a hammer in the yard.

Now, the grandson is treated like this again, and he is often bullied. His chest is violently bullied, and his face is flushed.

Ye Fan grabbed him, and a ray of golden light rose from the ground, submerging into the child Cangyun's body, causing him to lose his strength all of a sudden.

While it is disingenuous to deal with a child in this way, it is what is needed right now.

The little boy was very strong, and he overturned Cangyun at once, slammed his fist, and in just a few strokes, the nasal bone that Cangyun was hit collapsed, tears were flowing, and blood was dripping continuously.

"Don't say that you don't have the blood of the heavens in your body. Even if you have it, it's nothing. If you practice for the same time, I will beat you a hundred by yourself. My ancestors are stronger than the body!"

The other children were all stunned and at a loss.

"In that era, the Holy Body fell, and the person with the blood of the sky in the body died soon, didn't it?" Ye Fan asked, he didn't want to touch Yang Yunteng's sadness, but it was still necessary to ask.

Yang Yunteng nodded and said: "After the battle, he was unable to leave the 50th level of the human race, and ten years later he sat on the ancient star of life not far away. But the dark wounds broke apart after all, turning that ancient star into a strange place, completely different from this star.”

Ye Fan nodded and said, "It seems that I need to go to that star too."

"Ah..." On the ground, Cang Yun shouted, tears streaming down his face.

Yang Xi sat on him like a little tiger, beating constantly, venting all the grievances in his heart.

"Cangyun, you are really an idiot. You can't even beat the little trash of the Holy Body lineage, and he can't cultivate, but you were beaten by him while riding under him, and you have lost all the faces of our family."

In the distance, several older children came, all of them were twelve or thirteen years old, and their cultivation was not weak for their age group.

Even if there is only a thin bloodline power left, it can still be practiced, and the descendants of this family have not been annihilated in the dust of history.

These children are very indifferent, and when they come up, snap their fingers, or lift their feet, there are flashes of light, and they want to suppress the little broken children, with a natural sense of superiority and conceit.

A few strands of golden light rushed from the ground and penetrated into their bodies. With Ye Fan here, how could the little boy continue to be bullied as before. Although doing so would be a loss of identity, it was nothing compared to establishing belief in Yang Xi and letting him dispel the humiliation in his heart.

"what……"

The few children who arrived screamed in agony, and they were all brought down by the broken children, punching one by one, causing them to spit blood from their mouths and noses.

For so many years, the old man Yang Yunteng felt that his life was very suffocating. His son was not taken care of and died early, and now his grandson was bullied again. Although several and half-old children were beaten at this time, he did not feel any guilt.

"This grandson of mine... is really a throwback, with infinite holy blood?" He asked Ye Fan in a trembling voice, wanting to make some kind of decision.

"Yes, as long as he is willing to work hard, he will not be weaker than the ancestors of the Eucharist." Ye Fan said. 【..quality novel, true quality, good novel! 】

"There are some things left in the ancestors, and they are entrusted to the custody of the envoys. Maybe...it can be of great use to you and my grandson." He let out a long breath.