Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

Wei Mansion.

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

In the garden, there were bursts of laughter.

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

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

Since leaving the star field, the two chose to relax for two days.

At this moment, Wei Yang leaned lazily on the back of the chair, squinting his eyes, looking at his two children.

The two little guys are already more than four years old this year.

In another two years, it will be almost time to start teaching them to practice.

Recently, he was thinking about studying the exercises and preparing to create two suitable exercises himself to lay the foundation for the two little guys.

With Wei Yang's current realm, it should not be a difficult task to spend some time to create two low-level earth-level exercises.

The Yang attribute exercises that Wei Ye needs are not a big problem.

After all, Yang attribute is Wei Yang's main business.

However, the Yin-Yang attribute skills that Wei Shuo needed were a little troublesome, and he had to spend time to study them carefully.

He also had Yin attribute skills.

What he lacked now was how to integrate the two attributes of Yin-Yang into one and achieve a perfect balance, which required many attempts.

On the side, Yao Lao was smiling like a chrysanthemum, his frown was stretched out, and his eyes were always on the two little guys, full of love, and his love for his children was beyond words.

He stroked his beard lightly, with a satisfied look on his face.

After the disaster, such a day now can be regarded as a sweet ending for Yao Lao.

In the past year, he has been enjoying playing with his grandchildren.

Now that his disciples and students have made progress, he no longer needs to worry about them. He is now starting 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 record is there, even the three old friends are willing to admit defeat.

Double champions, who else?

Whenever thinking of this, Yao Lao couldn't help but feel quite complacent.

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

"Humph, Xuan Kongzi, that old man, is still thinking of competing with me." Yao Lao twisted his gray beard with his hands, narrowed his eyes, and sneered in his heart.

The two disciples are both excellent seedlings of the demon level.

How could he let Xuan Kongzi, the old man, share a piece of the pie?

What if he is raised astray by him?

Look at Song Qing, what a thing.

Also, the old woman Xuan Yi has also set her sights on Wei Shuo. Recently, she likes to run here every few days.

Yao Lao couldn't help but feel a little black as he thought about it.

Damn, one by one, they are disrespectful to the elderly and set their sights on my precious disciples.

He even said that the two children were born in Shengdan City, and their father was a candidate for Danta's giant, so the two children were from their Danta.

It was just a far-fetched argument.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

It was 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 must move back to Xingyun Pavilion as soon as possible."

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

As the saying goes, you don't have to worry about thieves stealing, but you have to worry about thieves thinking about it. It's not a good thing to be so cautious all the time.

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

"Huhu, it's so tiring to take care of children. I'm so tired." Zi Yan ran over panting, yelling, sat down, and raised her head to drink a cup of tea.

Everyone laughed at what they saw.

Although Zi Yan looked like she was complaining, the smug look in her brows betrayed her directly.

She enjoyed the status of the big sister.

She would definitely get angry with anyone who dared to compete with her.

Now the two little guys were like two little tails. Wherever Zi Yan went, the two little guys followed her.

They couldn't be shaken off.

Look.

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

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

The two little guys shouted in a baby voice.

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

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

The two little guys ran over in a hurry.

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

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 didn't bother to pay attention to this guy.

"Haha." Seeing this, everyone laughed.

Even the Iron Sword Venerable, who always had a dull face, showed a rare smile on his face that was not so ugly.

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

Yao Lao glared at Xiao Yan unhappily when he heard this, and continued to coax the two little guys to drink water.

Xiao Yan shrugged helplessly. The old saying that the older generation is closer is indeed true.

With grandchildren and disciples, it's not so good.

I really envy these two little guys.

They are truly the most loved ones.

Xiao Yan smacked his lips and thought about his past.

Well, let's not talk about it.

The atmosphere was full of joy.

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

At this time, Feng Zunzhe came from a distance with a dusty face. Before he arrived, he laughed loudly, "Oh? Wei Yang and Xiao Yan came out of retreat?"

"Old Feng." Everyone greeted with a smile.

Qing Lin quickly put down the needlework in his hand and poured tea quickly.

Feng Zunzun sat down on a futon, took the teacup from Qing Lin's hand, thanked him, and then smiled and said, "I went back to Xingyun Pavilion and arranged some things over 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 open the formation and temporarily close the pavilion."

"It's good that it's okay. It seems that the Soul Palace is quite patient." Xiao Yan sneered, "I thought they couldn't cause trouble to 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." Venerable Tiejian said.

"It's likely to be like this." Everyone nodded.

The current Soul Palace is probably a little scared.

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

"Brother Wei's move of exterminating all directions before leaving the Ghost Mountain Range last time seems to have really hurt them." Xiao Yan said with some gloating.

Everyone also looked at Wei Yang with a smile.

They still remembered that when they retreated to the outskirts of the Ghost Mountain Range, Mu Ran looked back and saw a huge black mushroom cloud rising slowly.

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

That kind of power could be said to be devastating.

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

In that scene, even with one's toes, one could tell what would happen to the people in the Soul Palace.

After what happened, it was not surprising that the Soul Palace was afraid of the explosion.

Such a big explosion, at least at the Dou Zun level, no matter whether it was high-level or peak, or even at the ninth level, few dared to say that they could withstand it.

In this case, who would dare to rush here to die?

"Old Feng, did you gain anything from this trip?" Xiao Yan asked, looking a little expectant.

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

Everyone was also looking at Venerable Feng.

Venerable Feng went out this time to find a miraculous medicine that could help Yao Lao recover his soul.