Jingxiao, a huge house door is closed, the house is very large, the courtyard is forested, it is rare to see anyone in and out, and there is no bustle once a year. It is said that the owner is withdrawn and does not like to make friends with outsiders, so even the neighbors in the vicinity do not know the situation of the house, let alone say who is in the house.

But that's someone's place, and it's people's freedom to do what they like, and it doesn't hinder anyone, and over time, no matter how curious people are, they lose interest in inquiring, and the house seems to have been forgotten.

In one of the large courtyards of the house, the door was open, and a thin old man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

A middle-aged man walked over lightly outside the door, hanging his head and looking very respectful: "Master, the young master has not moved all night, and he just got up and ate two bowls of rice at this time, and he seems to be in a good mood, and he is now lying down to rest." ”

"Well, go ahead and take care of the young master. The old man still closed his eyes and said with a cold expression.

"Yes. The middle-aged man answered, and then retreated lightly.

After sitting quietly for a while, the old man got up, walked to the courtyard with his hands behind his back, frowned, and muttered to himself: "What is wrong with this, and how should I deal with it?"

Out of the courtyard, the middle-aged man walked quietly, almost could not hear the sound of him moving, and soon he came to another courtyard, the courtyard was also very large, the middle-aged man found a room and sat down quietly cross-legged, like a statue.

In the next room, a young man fell asleep quietly, breathing evenly and smiling. It's like dreaming of something good.

Time passed, and it was noon, and the young man stretched comfortably. Get up slowly.

The middle-aged man also opened his eyes, got up and walked to his side: "Young master, did you use lunch to practice next?"

"It seems that it is not your turn to arrange me for what I am going to do, so you should listen to your master. Prepare lunch for me, I'll make my own arrangements after eating. The young man was unceremonious, and after saying that, he went straight to washing.

The middle-aged man's face was dark, "Yang Chenghao." It's better to be respectful, some things don't look too good, and it's better to say whether it will be successful or not. You just pray that you can have the confidence to be so arrogant all the time. ”

Yang Chenghao paused for a moment and smiled slightly, "Then what does it matter, at least you have to listen to my arrangement now!" Huang Guard. You'd better go ahead. You don't want to try the old man's methods. ”

The face of the guard named Huang was even darker, and he glared at Yang Chenghao hatefully, and had to do what Yang Chenghao wanted.

Huang Escort left, but Yang Chenghao's face darkened.

At the beginning, the beloved woman became someone else's bride, and he was depressed, and he followed him away at the request of the owner of the house. The old man once said that he had a wonderful root, and he did not hesitate to spend several years near his house to accept him as a disciple, and he was really kind to him at that time. So I sincerely worshiped the master. Guo Liu, this master actually has a different mind.

The master taught him the exercises to practice. When I practice, I feel very evil. However, because he wanted to surpass Chen Kun, he also started practicing regardless of it. After the exercise was a little successful, the master brought him to this mansion, and to Yang Chenghao's surprise, this ordinary mansion from the outside, no one could have imagined that it contained a huge secret.

From time to time, someone in the house will send some martial arts practitioners who are obviously different from ordinary people. When these people arrived, they all looked like they were in a daze. At this time, the old man taught him another very evil technique, which was to strip some of these people's souls and refine and strengthen their own souls.

Yang Chenghao was unwilling to do such a harmful thing, and the so-called master showed his ugly face at this time. Only then did he understand that this master really cared about himself, he was looking for himself, it was his body and bones that he had taken a fancy to, and he wanted to find the soul of his son who was fostered by the soul power bead after being killed many years ago to take away the soul.

This master's martial arts are profound, and it is not at all something that he can deal with when he has just begun to learn martial arts. Because he was worried that something would happen, he also sent an extremely advanced Huang guard to monitor him every step of the way. Yang Chenghao was naturally unwilling to lose his life easily. On the surface, he pretended that he was not aware of the evil master's intentions, but he was secretly trying to strengthen himself.

Through understanding, he finally realized why this vicious master had to put so much effort and energy into coaxing himself.

It turned out that his son was killed before he reached the infant stage. Because of the peculiarities of the exercises they practice, they still maintain their spirit bodies. This spirit body is different from the original infant body, it can survive its own will, but it is really weak, and it can only be temporarily stored in a special soul power bead, even if a suitable body is found, this broken spirit body can not be directly taken away, but also to assist the strong soul power of the soul, and when entering the body of the house, it has to compete with the master, and it is extremely troublesome.

That's why the old man approached Yang Chenghao with a charitable face, and asked Yang Chenghao to practice the method of depriving the soul of life, weakening his own soul power, too many broken souls entered the human body, and the human soul naturally entered a state of chaos.

The old man calculated everything, but he forgot that Yang Chenghao was an excellent soldier, with rich reconnaissance experience, and the ability to adapt on the spot, and his mind was extremely firm. Even though he is inferior to them in terms of combat effectiveness, he is still able to react quickly and appropriately after learning the true situation. Quietly, Yang Chenghao first followed their method and tried his best to strengthen his soul.

Finally, one day, the old man could not wait to resurrect his son. Yang Chenghao first let them do it, but at the most critical time, he devoured the soul body of the old man's son. Yang Chenghao was extremely smart, he knew that once he completely devoured that soul body, the old man and his gang would definitely kill themselves without hesitation to avenge his son.

The old man cherished his son very much, and he did not hesitate to do so many vicious things for his son, so Yang Chenghao devoured it and left some divine consciousness of that soul body, so that the old man could sense it.

This process has made Yang Chenghao and the old man's son have become one, unable to separate, and the old man is angry but powerless to do anything after the failure of the seizure. If he kills Yang Chenghao, his beloved son will completely disappear in the world after years of hard work, so this result makes the old man helpless, Yang Chenghao has really become a person he can't wait to tear to pieces and has to be carefully protected.

On the one hand, the old man can only hope that Yang Chenghao will tell him some of his son's thoughts when he is willing, and he has to protect Yang Chenghao, hoping that he will live a long life and even longer, so that their father and son will have the opportunity to get along longer, and on the other hand, he is also trying his best to think of a way, hoping to turn the situation around.

Therefore, when he wanted to listen to his son's opinion, he had to control his anger, talk to Yang Chenghao with a pleasant face, and usually, let the strong Huang guard follow Yang Chenghao to protect Yang Chenghao's safety and prevent him from running away, and by the way, take good care of him as a young master.

For Yang Chenghao, the current situation is the best. In his heart, he rejected such exercises, and the exercises that the old man taught him were viciously improving his cultivation quickly, but they were the results he expected.

He once swore that he would exhaust his life to fight with the heavens, because the woman he loved was bound by the way of heaven, and even if he wanted to, he would never be able to stay with him, and he wanted to change. After several battles with Chen Kun, he deeply understood that he was too far away from Chen Kun, and he was unwilling to fall behind his rival, which also forced him to have a way to improve himself quickly.

Cultivation used to be a word far away from him, but since he learned from his master that the woman he loved and his rival in love were all cultivators who had cultivated to a high level, cultivation had also become his dream. There is no way to cultivate immortals, and it is not easy to find a good master in this world, not to mention that cultivating immortals is a long process, even if the master says that his roots and bones are wonderful, and he will improve steadily step by step, it is too late for people of his age, but cultivating the magic skills that are spurned by decent people is an extremely fast way.

"What is a demon and what is an immortal? Do those who cultivate immortals necessarily be good? Those who cultivate demons are not necessarily vicious people. There is no end to learning, each has its own method, and only strength can explain the problem! Immortals and demons are just people's opinions. ”

Although the old man's words are a bit crooked, Yang Chenghao feels that this is actually the truth, one is not free to be stared at all day, and the other is that the old man also wants him to be strong, cultivators, especially the demon cultivators in the eyes of cultivators, should strengthen their own strength in order to protect their own safety, so Yang Chenghao also felt at ease to practice according to the old man's method. This should be your best bet!

After eating and cleaning up, Yang Chenghao entered the game, and with a flash of white light, he had already appeared on the top of the mountain.

There was a sound of fighting not far away, it was a fight between people and monsters, Yang Chenghao's face suddenly showed a smile, there would be no one else here, Night Shadow promised him that he would stay here and wait for him, so it must be her who fights.

Sure enough, Nightshade was sweating and fighting a group of monsters, her posture was dashing, and her movements were smooth, because there was no one here, and she didn't wear a mask, so she could see that her face was a little red because of the heat.

Yang Chenghao couldn't help but look stupid.

"What are you doing, you won't say hello when you come!" cut off the monster that was lured, and Nightshade was ready to rest.

"Well, I'm admiring the demeanor of a beautiful woman who kills monsters!" Yang Chenghao woke up.

"Have you had a break?" asked Nightshade unapprovingly.

"I've eaten and rested, don't worry, it's good to have you caring!" Yang Chenghao's heart was swept away. (To be continued.) )