Prehistoric: The Ancestor Of Kunpeng

340 Assiduous Practice

“Senior Brother Kong Xuan is a bit unreasonable like this, you have to pay attention to everything first, come first, obviously I found Yang Jian first, how can you fight with me?”

The two argued over this.

“The two seniors don’t have to quarrel anymore. I also have a little girl named Yang Chan. If the two seniors don’t dislike it…”

Yang Jian started to think about it. He didn’t expect that he would be so pretentious that he was rushed to become an apprentice by two senior seniors.

Qinglian Daoist and Kong Xuan looked at each other. Yang Jian’s younger sister, Yang Chan, will be the famous Three Madonna in the future. Of course, she also has a more famous son named Liu Chenxiang. This is the only person in The Three Realms who dares to make trouble as a mortal. A strongman in Court.

Later, he worshipped the Monkey King Sun Wukong as his teacher. A Movement Technique is unfathomable, almost able to keep pace with his uncle Erlang True Monarch and his master Qi Tian.

However, Yang Chan himself is not outstanding. At least compared with Yang Jian, he is not enough. After all, Yang Jian is very talented, but he is a rare genius in the world. Although Yang Chan is naturally not a mediocre person. However, there is still a slight deficiency in the dazzling Beiming line.

“Senior Brother Kong Xuan, I think Young Sister Yang Chan is indeed a very talented person. She is very predestined with you. If you accept her as a disciple, don’t compete with the younger brother me to grab Yang Jian.” Qing Lian Daoist said with a smile suddenly.

In this way, how can Kong Xuan be happy, and hurriedly said: “This is not good, won’t you let you take all the advantages?”

“Why don’t I think so, I worship two seniors as teachers at the same time. I respect the seniors in my heart, regardless of each other.” Yang Jian suddenly said such a proposal, Qinglian Daoist and Kong Xuan After looking at each other, I felt that it was also possible.

One apprentice to the second teacher, maybe it will become a good talk in the future, not to mention the two of their brothers and sisters are disciples of the Beiming line, and they have a very close relationship with each other.

“Well, that can only be the case.”

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Among the human tribe, Yang Jiao, who had been asleep for a long time, finally woke up today. He looked around. It was an unfamiliar environment, and his parents were not around. Outside the simple hut, there is a young couple who is busy.

Hou Yi put down the hoe in his hand and walked into the hut. He glanced at Yang Jiao, and then said with a smile: “I guess you should wake up at this time too. As expected, you child Don’t worry, your mother entrusted you to me before she left. From now on you will have to call me Master.”

Yang Jiao was previously injured by the Heavenly Soldier and General. For Chang’e and Houyi, this is not a tricky thing. It only takes a while to wake him up. Suddenly, Hou Yi waved his big hand, a hazy blur. Suddenly the smoke floated in the hut, and in the mist, Yang Jiao actually saw a familiar figure, who was the owner’s mother, and Hou Yi used this method to restore the scene of the day.

At that time, Yao Ji, in order to entrust Yang Jiao to their husband and wife, the two of them were begging hard. Yang Jiao also saw in his eyes. He understood how well his mother was doing all this, and he was very moved in his heart. The corners of his eyes were also a little moist. Suddenly he walked off the bed, then knelt in front of Hou Yi, and kowtowed heavily and said, “Apprentice, see Master!”

“Yes, there is one piece of bad news that I still want to tell you. Now your father is dead, and your mother is locked up by the Jade Emperor. Before you leave the teacher, I will give you a task for your teacher. My mother was rescued from Taoshan. If this matter is completed, she will have reached the standard for becoming a teacher.”

After listening to these words, Yang Jiao’s heart was only mixed, and he couldn’t calm down for a long time. He couldn’t accept the news that his father had passed away, as if a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in his heart. His eyes were in a daze, and his face paled for a while.

…

“Yi, is it really good for you to tell him now? Is he still just a child?” Chang’e said with some worry.

Hou Yi’s expression was very solemn. Outside the hut, he glanced at Yang Jiao who was still in a daze and said thoughtfully: “Although he is my disciple, he is still half of Beiming’s disciple, as a disciple of Beiming’s line. This is what he must experience and endure.”

Chang’e understood that Yang Jiao’s talent was extremely outstanding. Not to mention his current Cultivation Base, as far as his personal cultivation aptitude is concerned, even if he is among the disciples of the second generation of Beiming, it is very outstanding. Now Houyi only has his body and some power, the soul of Cultivation. Base has long since dissipated, and what Hou Yi can give him is only limited. One day, he will still let Yang Jiao go to Bei Ming to teach.

Hou Yi knew very well how many catties he had. In the future, Yang Jiao’s achievements would even surpass himself. The knowledge he can impart to him is only limited. If one day Yang Jiao really grows up, Hou Yi will only Will delay him.

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Time flies, the years are like a shuttle, and the ten years of life are fleeting.

On a snow-capped mountain, here is the Immortal Cave jointly opened by Qinglian Daoist and Peacock. Since accepting the disciple Yang Jian, they have not gone back, but are here to teach Yang Jian the practice.

Yang Jian is very diligent, and he is practicing assiduously all day long. Sure enough, the emperor is worthy of his heart. Now Yang Jian’s Cultivation Base has reached a level that is too fresh, and some of his powers have been awakened in his body. This Cultivation Base can almost be combined. Compared with own mother Yao Ji.

“Not bad……”

Qinglian Daoist was very pleased. He did not miss Yang Jian Yang Jian’s cultivation aptitude. It is truly unique. In just ten years, he can cultivate to the Realm like this one, and it will be a great thing to spread out. Feeling unthinkable, but Yang Jian has accomplished this miracle.

But Yang Jian’s Cultivation Base was also hard-won. He practiced three-nine in winter and three-nine in summer. He was tortured and studied his perseverance.

“Master, I feel that my body is full of strength, can I go find my own mother now?”

Qinglian Daoist sighed, then shook her head and said, “Your qualifications are very good, and your cultivation is also very hard. But now your strength is far from enough, Taiyi Golden Immortal… In my opinion, if you want To rescue own mother, at least Da Luo Jinxian’s Cultivation Base is needed.” Qinglian Daoist said.