Half an hour smaller.

The water balloon shattered violently, and three figures manifested in the process.

One of them is like a mold printed out of a large and a small, and the robes are in tatters.

Yang Jiao coughed lightly:

"Ahem, it's not too early, it's time for me to cook, I'll make a whole fish feast today, and the ingredients are the spirit fish I specially raised."

"Ying Yuan, you are with your father, so that you can make amends with your mother."

After the words fell, the robe on his body took on a new look, and he turned around and went to the kitchen, leaving Ying Yuan speechless and looking at the sky.

"Come, tell my mother, when I was in retreat and cultivating on weekdays, what did your father teach you?"

When Ying Yuan heard the prestige, he looked at his own mother with a warm face, but he was uneasy, and he couldn't help but doubt in his heart:

"Is it true that my mother has been cultivating in the deep mountains and old forests all the time? Under this calm face, there is a daunting majesty, no matter how you look at it, you don't feel like it. ”

After dinner, the family of three went to the backyard and sat around a stone table.

"Yuan'er, do you know that you have inherited the power of being a father, and you have a bloodline divine power in your body, once you awaken, your cultivation speed can be increased by a hundred times."

Ying Yuan was stunned, since there was no comparison of the cultivation speed of his peers, he didn't know whether his cultivation speed was fast or slow, and whether his qualifications were high or low.

Judging from his parents' bottomless cultivation, whether it is his cultivation speed or comprehension, he should not be much worse.

Now, if you increase your cultivation speed by a hundredfold, you will suddenly have an inexplicable suddenness.

It's no wonder that over the years, although I have always seen my father being chased and beaten by my mother, I always feel that his father's strength is probably much better than my mother's.

Thinking of this, Ying Yuan immediately said excitedly:

"Daddy, if you tell the child this, is it time to awaken this bloodline power for me."

Without waiting for Yang Jiao to reply, Dye Qing began to pour cold water:

"Don't be too happy, the power of this bloodline is extremely violent and ferocious, if you are not careful, you will be controlled by the bloodline and become a demon who only knows how to kill."

Ying Yan heard this, but there was no trace of worry and fear:

"Since it is my own strength, it can naturally be used by me, and how can I abandon it when I see the sharpness of the sword, lest I hurt myself."

"Besides, dragons give birth to dragons, and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, if I can't even tame my own strength, how can I talk about climbing the limit of the Dao."

Dye Blue Whisper:

"You, the more you grow up, the less well-behaved and cute you were when you were a child, and now your temperament is the same as your father, except for becoming stronger, there are no other thoughts."

Ying Yuan looked puzzled:

"What else in the world is more meaningful than cultivating to become stronger?"

"I sincerely feel that I am gradually becoming stronger, and when I am strong to a certain point, then I have the confidence to resist everything, and naturally everything is under control, and then I will talk about other things, wouldn't it be better?"

Dye Qing couldn't help but support his forehead, he never expected that Ying Yuan, who had turned into a mortal fetus, would become like this.

It's like there's nothing else to look like it's abandoned.

She immediately glared at someone next to her who seemed innocent, but was actually the culprit.

"Yuan'er, every living being in the world has its own seven emotions and six desires, and a person's life is not just about cultivation."

Ying Yuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly:

"But only by cultivating can we deeply experience the feeling of changing from weak to strong, and discover that everything in the world is nothing more than that."

"Smack!"

Dye Qing was angry and gave Ying Yuan a look, and then said:

"You are only thirteen years old, and you have been practicing since you were a child, and you dare to say all kinds of big things in the world, no matter how many scenery you have seen and how many people you have seen."

Ying Yuan covered his head and said aggrievedly:

"The child knows his mistakes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but look at Yang Jiao as if asking for help.

"Well, it's a great good thing that a child knows to be motivated and likes to practice."

Yang Jiao looked at Ying Yuan with his eyes:

"You are about to cross the tribulation and become an immortal, tonight for your father to awaken the bloodline in your body, it is just right, initially adapt to it, and then use the power of thunder tribulation to remove the dryness in the bloodline, two prongs, kill two birds with one stone."

After hearing this, Dye Qing on the side did not expect that controlling the divine power of Shura would require the power of thunder tribulation when he became an immortal.

Yang Jiao tapped his fingers, and a black light flew out from his fingertips, which directly converged into Ying Yuan's eyebrows, and shouted in his mouth:

"Calm your mind."

In an instant, Ying Yuan closed his eyes and suspended in mid-air uncontrollably.

Yang Jiao's slender fingers changed, and a touch of golden light flew out from Ying Yuan's eyebrows.

It was the original emperor who suppressed the Shura bloodline in Ying Yuan's body, and differentiated a trace of primordial spirit.

It was also this trace of Yuan Shen that Huan Qin failed to really kill him.

With a move of dyeing blue and plain hands, the emperor's primordial spirit was put away by her.

After a while, the red lines unique to the cultivation royal family appeared at the center of Ying Yuan's eyebrows, and his thick long black hair turned into white hair.

The scarlet blood light began to flicker around his body, and a fierce aura suddenly appeared on his body.

Before Yang Jiao could make any moves, Dye Qing quickly spread a layer of enchantment, and then the slightly frowning willow eyebrows slowly stretched, with Xuanye, who was the king of Shura, here, she didn't think there would be any accidents, plus the heart of her son now, not to mention saying anything.

So, ask softly:

"How long will it take for Yuan'er to adapt to the Shura divine power in her body this time."

Yang Jiao pondered for a while:

"A month or two is enough."

As he spoke, he cast an invisibility spell in case the neighborhood came to visit during this time and discover something.

A month and a half later.

Ying Yuan, who was hanging in mid-air, opened his eyes suddenly, and Yang Jiao and Dye Qing immediately sensed the inexplicable coercion above the void.

Suddenly, a family of three disappeared into the backyard.

The next day.

Yang Jiao and Dye Qing returned with Ying Yuan, only to see that Ying Yuan exuded the aura of immortals, and inadvertently rippled with a blood-red killing aura.

Seven years later.

On a smoky mountain peak.

Two white-haired men with seven or eight similar appearances walked side by side, only to see one of them look deep and cold, which made people feel particularly repulsive thousands of miles away.

A person looks cold and introverted, looking at his demeanor and figure, he feels more elegant and elegant, not stained with dust.

They are Yang Jiao and Ying Yuan.

"Yuan'er, it's been five years since we left the world and came here to settle down, and time has passed, but you have grown into an adult."

Ying Yuan's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he had an understanding:

"Father, don't you think I should go to Hongchen for a trip like my mother?"

Yang Jiao is noncommittal:

"I told you not long ago that you are re-cultivating, you have the achievements of the past, and you have successfully mastered the bloodline divine power in your body, so that the path of cultivation is extremely smooth."

"It's just that after cultivating for more than ten years, I will reach the realm of the highest immortals."

"Now you have not recovered the memories of the past, only by rolling in the red dust can you return to the peak as soon as possible, or even surpass the peak."

Ying Yuan was a little helpless:

"Okay, I'll just go on a trip."

Yang Jiao's head:

"Alright, let's go."

As soon as these words came out, Ying Yuan was stunned, stopped, and said:

"Father, you just want to get me away quickly? I haven't even said goodbye to my mother yet! ”

Yang Jiao stood with his hands in his hands and asked rhetorically:

"Do you really think your mother doesn't know you're going to leave today?"

Ying Yuan was a little speechless:

"So you've both discussed."

Yang Jiao's sleeve robe waved and said jokingly:

"Where is so much nonsense, Yuan'er, calculate the heavenly machine for your father, go to Hongchen, you will definitely meet a big enemy, good luck."

"And don't expose your bloodline, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable."

When the words fell, Ying Yuan was caught off guard and was knocked out by Yang Jiao's sleeve.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared beside Yang Jiao, and she frowned and said:

"Xuanye, are you calculating something behind my back again?"

(End of chapter)