Chapter 22 The Wang family is at the beginning of growth
Wang Dingtian circled around the Black Iron Dading, his mouth made a smack sound from time to time, he had just checked Wang Xianxian's condition with his perception, and found that his life was not in danger, so he put his mind at ease, and then wondered why such a heavenly punishment occurred.
Soon, there was a clicking sound from Wang Xianxian's position, and the black sludge on his body slowly cracked, and some of it had fallen off, revealing the white body inside.
Bang~
With a crisp sound, Wang Xianxian broke free, jumped off the big ding, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow, and his breath became smooth.
Then he closed his eyes and slowly moved the heavens to the end. Clusters of red light spilled out of his body, and then converged towards the back of his head.
In the next second, a red spirit ring composed of red light overflowing from the body slowly formed at the back of the head, and as more and more red rays were added, the spirit ring slowly became obvious, and it only stopped when it was about to become bright red, and there was no red light floating out of the small body.
This was not the end, ninety-nine eighty-one golden inscriptions condensed from the void, forming a ring covering the red spirit ring.
At this point, Wang Xianxian became a spiritual warrior, a gold-level spiritual priest who was only six and a half years old.
"Yes, now you're a spiritual priest too. "
Wang Dingtian didn't know what had come to Wang Xianxian's face, and his resolute face showed a little approval and gentleness.
Wang Xianxian laughed twice, scratched his scalp with his hand, and his little face was filled with a happy smile.
"Don't be happy yet, the preparations are basically done, I don't have to go out every day, and the next thing is to train you comprehensively. "
Wang Dingtian's serious voice came, interrupting Wang Xianxian's excitement, and he sighed, but instead of being afraid, he had a faint expectation.
As everyone knows, Wang Xianxian, who became a master many years later, couldn't help but shudder when he recalled the next two and a half years.
"What are you doing in a daze, don't you put on your clothes yet, do you like to run naked?" Wang Dingtian's voice came again, this time with ridicule in his tone.
Brush~
Two red clouds appeared on his immature little face.
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Spring goes to autumn, the four seasons change, and two and a half years pass in the blink of an eye.
It is rare that there is no mist and white clouds around Tianduan Mountain, revealing its majestic and magnificent body.
The golden sun hangs high in the sky, and the sunlight sprinkles half of the mountain like broken gold, as if it is plated with a thin layer of gold, which is dazzling.
At the top of Tianduan Mountain, ancient trees are luxuriant, and there is snow that has not melted in some places.
The old cabin was now a little old, covered with turquoise moss, and in some places there was even a small branch growing from its teeth.
About a kilometer from the wooden house, there was a loud whistling sound, as if it was some kind of impact, and the sound of the sound brought up a cloud of dust.
There was a large open space, and the two figures were constantly staggering in the field, colliding, and each impact would make a banging sound.
One of the figures is slightly smaller, about three feet tall, and a dark red spirit ring appears on the back of the head, on which a gold inscription appears, wearing a white spirit master robe, red gold pattern bordering, and gathering into a red gold spirit character on the chest, it is Wang Xianxian.
After he successfully became a spiritual priest, Wang Dingtian took him to the spiritual master union in Tianduan Town to register, and successfully received the spiritual master's clothing and resources.
Do you still remember President Zhao at that time? When he saw that when Wang Xian Xian went to find him again after more than three months, he was already a spirit warrior with a red spirit ring and gold-level combat power, it was a six-and-a-half-year-old spirit warrior, and that kind of shock was like seeing the golden sun in the sky fall on the Ten Thousand Souls Continent, which was incredible.
If it weren't for Wang Dingtian's appearance and his refusal to allow him to report, it is estimated that the entire human race would have known about it.
However, Wang Xianxian's image at this time was not very good, his clothes were wrinkled, his hair was covered with dust, a pair of panda eyes were black and blue, and his eyes were even more bloodshot, the right side of his face was high and swollen, and there was a wisp of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
But he didn't care, gritted his teeth, the fierce light in his eyes flashed, or straight fists, or whip legs, anyway, everything he could use on his body was turned into weapons, and he attacked the opposite figure.
The figure opposite him had a resolute face, his black hair was tied behind his head without a trace of messiness, his eyes were sharp and deep, the white purple and gold trimmed spirit master robe did not have any folds, a purple and gold belt was tied around his waist, and a ruby the size of a ping-pong ball on it glowed red from time to time.
Wang Dingtian stood there like that, with one left hand behind his back, and only his right hand easily blocked all of Wang Xianxian's fierce attacks, either up or down, left or right.
With another bang, the energy brought up the dust on the ground and scattered in all directions, Wang Xianxian was gently forced back by Wang Dingtian's palm, Wang Xianxian stomped on the ground with his right foot, and pounced again like a little cheetah, and hit a hook punch.
With his head tilted back slightly, Wang Dingtian easily dodged the blow, the five fingers of his right hand opened and clenched his fist, and a short fist easily and directly hit Wang Xianxian's abdomen.
Boom!
"Wow~"
Wang Xianxian screamed, his face showed pain, and his mouth opened wide and spit out a mouthful of clear water mixed with this blood.
There was a bang, and a big tree in the distance echoed.
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The breeze blows, carrying the leaves away, bringing up the dust to whirl, and bringing the grass to the rhythm.
In front of the wooden house, two figures, one large and one small, stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the burning clouds in the sky, and were silent for a short time.
Wang Xianxian had already dealt with the injuries on his body, and he had also changed into a spirit master robe.
A black broken hair, I don't know if it's because he is a modern person, he doesn't like to have long hair, he likes this kind of broken hair, in his words, so convenient, spiritual.
His eyes were big and smart, his pupils were as black and deep as his father's, and his face was soft, not as resolute as his father's, as if he followed his mother, four like his father and six like his mother.
Now this appearance, in his own words, is very similar to Xiao Zhengtai in the previous TV series.
Looking at his father who was staring at the western sky without saying a word, his eyes were full of longing, Wang Xianxian couldn't help but sigh, and at this time, his father showed the weak side of his heart.
Think of the cold father who threw himself on the periphery of the Endless Abyss two years ago and let himself be killed within a year, without giving any help. What is the Endless Abyss? It is a place where all the races of the Ten Thousand Souls Continent exile the most heinous people, although it is only a place where the periphery is full of red-level spirit masters, in his words, spirit masters who do not experience blood and fire are not spirit masters at all.
A year and a half ago, he threw himself into the Valley of Demon Beasts and let himself stay in it for a year. What kind of place is the Valley of Demon Beasts? It is full of demon beasts who don't have much intelligence, and the red and orange levels are everywhere, and the blue and green levels are as many as dogs, and he himself doesn't know how to survive.
He knew that if he hadn't had Tianyan Decision, Tianyan Step, as well as Wang Dingtian's marksmanship and the Liangyi gun that he had trained with Jiuying's body, he would have hung up a long time ago.