Luo Yang turned his head and found that Mother Pig's eyes were as bright as Wubao, but a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, shook her twice, and fell to the ground.

Luo Yang was startled, quickly dispersed the coercion, and rushed over with another arrow, carefully placing the pig's mother's head on his legs, and gently supporting his hooves, followed by waves of spiritual power probing the pig's body and sweeping back and forth, but no matter how you look at it, it's normal...

For a while, Luo Yang was so anxious that he was sweating like rain, and his mouth kept babbling, what's wrong. Just when she was at a loss, Mother Pig coughed lightly, slowly opened her eyes, and with a bitter smile on her face that she didn't know whether it was guilt or entanglement, she was speechless for a while.

It turned out that although she didn't know what Luo Yang was going to do at that time, the words that believed me still made her temporarily suppress the doubts in her heart, and just bear it silently. But all these doubts erupted after suddenly hearing the moans of the five treasures, and the soul fluctuations changed drastically in a very short period of time, so they directly succeeded in opening the spirit. But in this way, the soul directly hurt her heart and lungs, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Luo Yang couldn't figure out the reason for this, but when he saw that the pig mother was sober, he hurriedly asked worriedly:

"Mom, how are you feeling? Is there anything wrong with me, blame me, if ......"

Before he finished speaking, Mother Pig shook her head, her expression was a little gloomy, and Chuan Nian interrupted Luo Yang's self-blame:

"It has nothing to do with Bao'er, it's my mother's problem, I shouldn't have trusted you. He smiled self-deprecatingly and continued:

"Since you confided in you that day, Mom has thought a lot, about the relationship between our mother and son, about the future.

I've always thought that you, like the Five Jewels, are a piece of flesh in my body, so what does it matter if you are reincarnated? But it wasn't until just now that I realized that I didn't mind when I said I didn't mind, but in fact there was still a thorn in my heart. ”

Speaking of this, Mother Pig looked at Luo Yang, who looked a little unnatural and slightly depressed, smiled kindly and said:

"But now that my mother has figured it out, what's wrong even if you're someone else? Your current identity is my Bao'er, the brother of Wubao, and you treat us like family, isn't that enough?

Even if one day you turn away, in your mother's heart, you will always be your mother's child!"

Hearing this, Luo Yang's heart was sour, and something seemed to be surging out of his eyes. He tilted his head and hugged the mother pig tightly, tightly, hugging. A long-lost sense of happiness surrounded him, and he couldn't breathe, but he subconsciously opened his eyes wide, for fear that everything would disappear in the blink of an eye. Softly in his mouth, he screamed: Mom!

This voice seems to have called out all the love and grievances that have been lacking in the past 30 years, and the crystal under the eyes can no longer be held, and it drips out like a curtain of water.

Mother Pig didn't say anything more, just lay quietly in Luo Yang's arms, slowly savoring that different kind of family affection......

Early the next morning, Mother Pig couldn't do anything because she hurt her soul, so she could only stay in bed to recuperate, so Luo Yang took Wubao to the open space outside, wanting to give them guidance on their cultivation. Unexpectedly, as the communication was completed, a strange thing was discovered, that is, the number of inheritance marks obtained by the Five Treasures was different from his.

The least is the fifth sister, with only 3 imprints. Above are the big ones, the two mouths, and the four eyes, each with 4 of them. The most three ugly ones got a full 6, which is only 3 less than Luo Yang.

Faintly, he had a guess, and hurriedly meditated in his heart about the [Number of Talents] and the [Cultivation Limit]. Sure enough, the encyclopedia gave the same answer as he guessed: [The number of talents obtained is the limit of the demon's qualifications, and it cannot be changed. 】

The latter sentence made Luo Yang frown, and his thinking instantly expanded:

"Wubao and I are siblings, and the bloodline information we get should be the same, so why is there a saying about high or low qualifications? What does this qualification refer to? What is the difference between Sangu and me and others?"

Luo Yang's brain was running rapidly, and he decided to think about this problem from a different angle, that is, the method of elimination. The first thing to rule out is the difference in the strength of the soul, because the three uglies are no different from the others. Then he compared the five treasures with his own blood concentration, taste, and color, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the color of the three ugly and his own blood was indeed brighter than the other three treasures, but he was not sure if this was a change brought about by the number of talents themselves. Therefore, he compared the differences in the related aspects of the physical body, and immediately found the difference: the number of talents opened by everyone is directly proportional to the strength of the physical body.

So the question is, according to this, the big body should be the strongest of the five siblings, why does the three ugly far surpass the elder brother?

Luo Yang thought hard, his right hoof subconsciously pinched his chin, and then suddenly thought of something, raised the hoof in front of him, looked at it incredulously, and then put it on the head of the three ugly and carefully compared.

The three clowns have been afraid of Luo Yang since they were children, and at this time, they were frightened and shrunk their necks, and they didn't dare to run away, so they had to lie on the ground trembling and look at Luo Yang like a quail.

"This is not true, is it?" glanced at the three ugly people strangely, Luo Yang still couldn't believe it in his heart. When I was in the belly of the pig mother, I just pinched the head of the three ugly people, and I had the impression that nothing special happened. So how did the three ugly bodies, which are not strong at all, increase their strength?

"Do you mean ......?"

Luo Yang, who had some conjectures, tried to simulate the scene at that time from the perspective of the three uglies in his mind:

[A pig's trotter pinched his unfully formed head, and was pinched and deformed with a little force, and then the pig's trotter let go and left. Next, the owner of the pig's trotters, a similar person who was much stronger than himself, faintly appeared, and from time to time there were a few wisps of white gas flowing on his body, the white ......] and so on, white gas? Damn, I understand, it's pure yang energy!

Luo Yang, who suddenly realized, straightened up violently, and scared the three ugly people on the ground into a tremor again. Ignoring him, Luo Yang walked around on the ground excitedly, this is definitely an amazing big discovery, if pure yang qi can really enhance the physical strength of other people, what does this mean? This means that as long as he Luo Yang nodded, even a pig can cultivate to the Nine Rank Great Sage.

Waha, the more he thought about it, the more excited Luo Yang became, strode in front of the fifth sister and sat down. The fangs first appeared, and the pig face that looked a little hideous looked a little radiant under the reflection of the blue sun, and asked the curious sister:

"Fifth sister, do you want to cultivate to become a great sage and follow the eldest brother to create a world!?"