Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

"That's right." After Xiao Yan put away the Bone Spirit Cold Fire, he waved his sleeves and threw out a black figure, throwing it on the ground like trash.

It is a soul jade.

At this time, this person who was ranked among the top three of the younger generation of the Soul Clan and one of the so-called candidates for the Clan Leader of the Soul Clan looked quite embarrassed.

The injuries on his body were very serious, and because his fighting spirit was blocked, he was unable to even heal himself or suppress the injuries.

In the past few days, he had been tortured to the point of death by the fiery power in his body. He was dying and almost lost half of his life.

If he fell into Xiao Yan's hands, his treatment would not be much better. Not helping him light the sky lanterns would be considered a kindness to him.

Of the dozen or so people in the Soul Clan, he is the only one left alive now. The rest have probably been sucked out and devoured by Ada.

It is estimated that even the corpse entered Dujiao's belly.

"Ahem."

Hunyu lay on the ground, then turned over with some difficulty, lay there, coughed a few times, and then slowly opened her eyes, looking at the three masters and disciples in front of her, their faces ashen.

At this moment, he had nothing to say.

Escape is even more impossible.

"How to deal with this thing?" Xiao Yan asked.

"Do as you like, he is useless now. Originally, I thought about using him to catch a wave of fish, but in the end I thought about it, so as not to irritate the soul clan's nerves too much."

Wei Yang said calmly: "You can extract his soul first, and then burn him with strange fire for a few days. I guess he will be well-behaved. Ask for some information you want to know, such as the whereabouts of your father. After asking, then throw A Just give him a good time."

"Yeah." Xiao Yan nodded.

Yao Lao stroked his beard and said nothing, his face expressionless, and he had no opinion on this.

After all, there is no need to be kind when dealing with people like the Soul Clan.

"You!" Hunyu gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, filled with hatred, but he didn't make any move to beg for mercy, because he knew it was useless.

But if you say you are not afraid in your heart, it must be a lie.

It's so cruel, even if the soul is extracted, it is also burned with strange fire.

More ruthless than our soul clan!

"Hehe, everyone in the world says that our soul clan is ruthless in our methods, but they never thought that the famous Medicine Saint and his disciples in Zhongzhou are as capable as us!" Finally, Hun Yu said with a sneer.

"To deal with you beasts, there is no need to be merciful or moral," Xiao Yan said indifferently.

"Well, thanks to your gift, I was left with the remaining soul lingering for decades, and the suffering I suffered was not a lot. When it comes to dealing with enemies, I will naturally not be pedantic." Yao Lao also said lightly.

"Hahaha" Hearing this, Hunyu burst out laughing, laughing a little ferociously, and shouted in a vicious voice: "I, the Soul Clan, will definitely not let you go!"

"Noisy!" Wei Yang sealed his mouth with a flick of his finger, causing his voice to stop abruptly. He could only get stuck in his throat, and his whine became indistinct.

"Hmph, maybe in a few years, even if your soul clan doesn't come to see us, we will still visit you personally."

Wei Yang snorted softly, stood up, flicked his sleeves and robe, and walked away.

Back mountain.

The weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly.

The gentle breeze was very pleasant, blowing the lotus leaves all over the pond and ruffling the water surface.

Beside the lotus pond, on the grass, two little guys, Shuo'er and Xiao Xiao, were playing happily.

Wei Ye was sitting at the desk, studying an ancient scroll with a serious look on his face.

On the side, Wei Yang was lying there lazily, with his hands behind his head, squinting his eyes, dozing off due to the sun.

For several days after coming back, he rarely felt relaxed.

To calm the impact of the long reincarnation.

Spending time with my children during the day and my wife at night, my life was quite comfortable.

Just when Wei Yang's eyelids were getting heavy and he felt drowsy, he was about to dream of Duke Zhou playing chess.

"Dad."

Wei Ye leaned over, pointed at an ancient text on the scroll and asked, "How do you pronounce this character?"

Wei Yang smacked his lips, opened one eye helplessly, glanced at it, then quickly closed it again, and replied lazily: "That character is pronounced 'yan', I said you kid, you usually deserted during class." , Don’t you recognize this?”

"This is an ancient character. I still don't recognize it fully." Wei Ye replied, then lowered his head and continued to study it carefully, muttering: "Is this the character Yan? I have recognized another ancient character."

"Ha~~~"

Being disturbed from sleep, Wei Yang simply stopped sleeping. He sat up, stretched widely, and yawned long.

He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea to rinse his mouth.

Then he picked two grapes and chewed them in his mouth.

"Dad." Wei Ye was shocked when he saw this. He even put down the ancient scroll in his hand, moved his butt closer, and asked in a low voice: "When can I go out to explore the mainland?"

Hearing this, Wei Yang glanced sideways at his son, turned his head to the side, spat out a few grape seeds in his mouth, and said angrily: "What are you thinking about, you want to go out and wander around even before your hair has even grown?"

As he said that, he raised his hand and hit him on the head, scolding: "Don't even think about it until you are at least fifteen years old, before your realm reaches the peak of Douzong! You are still traveling in the mainland, and giving heads to the Soul Palace is more like it. ”

Wei Ye covered his head, but his little face was full of joy, and said: "Fifteen years old, the peak of Douzong, so I am also very fast."

Then, he clenched his little fists and said with yearning on his face: "When the time comes, I will definitely have a more famous name than Dad, and I will inherit your reputation as a peerless evildoer!"

"I also want to trample all my peers under my feet, so that everyone in the world will know my name, Wei Ye!"

"Oh, he's quite ambitious." Wei Yang nodded with a smile, rubbed his head, and said with relief: "The brat has pursuits, and he is worthy of me."

"Hehe, Master also said that I will definitely be able to do it in the future." Wei Ye puffed out his chest, raised his little head, and said proudly and seriously.

"Nonsense, this is what you should do. If you can't even do this, then it would be too inferior."

Wei Yang nodded slightly, agreed with the little guy's ideal, and said: "You know, the resources consumed on you are things that many people dream of in their lives, but they can't get it. Your father and I wanted to have such conditions as you, now He is probably already an emperor!"

"Ah, Emperor Cheng?!" Hearing this, Wei Ye opened his mouth wide and looked at Wei Yang in shock.

That expression looks like I may be young, but I usually read a lot of books, dad, don’t try to lie to me.

He felt that his father was bragging.

After all, Emperor, Dou Qi Continent has not been born for many years.

"Why, do you still doubt your father?"

Seeing this, Wei Yang's face darkened and he hummed: "I am now a Fighting Saint, and I am only, ahem, a few steps away from becoming an emperor. Don't doubt that if I had your conditions back then, I would definitely be able to achieve success. No, it’s probably about the same. At least, there will definitely be no problem reaching Xiao Xuan’s level now.”

"Okay." Wei Ye shrugged helplessly, as if you are the father and whatever you say is right.

"You brat!" Wei Yang felt his teeth itching and really wanted to sacrifice seven wolves.

"You are still young and don't understand some things right now, so I can't tell you in detail. Anyway, you just need to know that Emperor is just a realm of cultivation, and it is not as difficult to achieve as the world imagines. "Wei Yang waved his hand and said calmly.

"However, we should have ideals and pursuits, but we must also remember not to be arrogant or arrogant. No matter at any time, we must pay attention to our opponents or enemies. We need to know that only by being modest and prudent can we live long. Reckless people are You won’t live long, you know?” In the end, he did not forget the lesson.

"I know, this master taught us." Wei Ye nodded seriously.

"Yes." Wei Yang nodded, "It's absolutely right to spend less time on your growth. We can set a short-term goal first, such as becoming a saint."