Fengyang, Yang family.

Yang Yinghao took a scroll and walked slowly into the shore of Lotus Lake, and after searching left and right, he was just about to shout the words, but he swallowed them back again.

I saw that in the rockery in the center of the lotus pond lake, Yang Tiansheng, who was wearing a loose white practice uniform, stood on the rockery under the scorching sun, and his hands continued to exercise, as if the blazing flame-like true energy of the sun was condensed between his hands, rising and falling......

And what made Yang Yinghao swallow back the words that came to his lips was the eight cold swords above Yang Tiansheng's head, which were slowly rotating around him like a swimming fish with his hands, and sometimes there was a sharp or clear sound of sword roar.

He looked at the eight swords fixedly, and there was a sense of amazement and pride in his eyes, but also a slight look of loss and gloom.

That kind of complicated mood is probably that the old father hopes that his son can stand up to the door and glorify his ancestors, but he doesn't want his son to shoot himself on the beach too early.

Because the growth of the next generation often means the aging of the previous generation......

After a while, Yang Tiansheng, who had been working for a long time, suddenly clenched his main fist and shouted: "Collect!" ”

The eight cold-lit swords suddenly converged into one, forming a thick sword hanging above Yang Tiansheng's head, and the high-pitched and rapid sound of the sword made Yang Yinghao, who was looking at it from afar, very worried about whether the eight swords would fall suddenly......

Yang Yinghao's worries were obviously justified, as soon as the eight swords were tied, Yang Tiansheng's clenched right fist was shaken open by an invisible anti-shock force, and the eight swords that were merged into one were also swaying and crumbling with the sword light.

Fortunately, Yang Tiansheng reacted very quickly, and as soon as his right hand was shaken open, he forcibly burst out with the true qi of the scorching sun, and the green tendons on his forehead forcibly closed the five fingers of his right hand slowly!

The sound of the eight swords gradually leveled off, and the speed of rotation was no longer as hysterical as before......

And yet here...... It is the first step of the eight swords flying together!

Yang Tiansheng bit his cheeks tightly, split his lips and gasped a few times like a fish on the shore, and the green tendons on his forehead became more and more hideous.

After adjusting more than ten breaths, he turned his heart sideways, shook his arms upward, and folded his hands with all his might: "Together!" ”

As the words fell, the eight swords roared in unison, and eight silver sword qi vibrated out, which gradually closed as his hands were closed......

Eight sword qi condensed into four sword qi.

Four sword qi condensed into two sword qi.

The more he closed the back, the more difficult it became for Yang Tiansheng's closed hands, his purple face and tight muscles seemed to be holding up not eight fluttering sword weapons, but a heavy mountain!

And the terrifying sharp aura emitted by those two sword qi has reached the point where his old father Yang Yinghao feels dry and his heart is pounding!

He couldn't help clenching his fists, gritting his teeth and secretly cheering for his only son......

Yang Tiansheng held his breath and forcibly closed his hands to only a trace of the gap to fit them, and when the two terrifying sword qi above his head also began to merge with each other, two blood arrows protruded from his nose......

As soon as these two blood arrows spurted out, his tense body like steel softened like a deflated ball, and his arms waved down and slashed towards the lotus pond: "Yang Laoer, you really deserve to die!" ”

The two terrifying sword qi that had already shown the slightest sign of fusion, with his swing, slashed fiercely towards the lotus pond.

When the sword qi fell, it rose more than 20 meters against the storm, and the fiery red sword qi was like an indestructible artifact, and half of the lotus pond was cut open with one sword.

In an instant, even the blackened silt at the bottom of the lotus pond was revealed......

"Boom!"

I only heard an earth-shattering roar, and the whole mountain villa trembled violently, and the lake exploded three or four stories high, covering the sky and the sun, and the surging waves rushed directly into the water pavilion, pouring Yang Yinghao into the heart of the ......

He took a few steps back with a confused face, and looked back at the mud and water stains on his body, and the whole person was not good.

At that time, Yang Tiansheng knelt on one knee on the rockery, gasping violently with blood from his mouth and nose, as if he was stunned, and muttered to himself: "No... Still not right... Clearly... Obviously, Yang Lao Er made it so easy, to the master, to the master...... Why can't it? ”

Yang Yinghao flew down to the rockery, hurriedly took out a small gold bottle and unscrewed it, poured out a few pills and grabbed Yang Tiansheng's head, and poured it into his mouth: "It's almost enough, don't force yourself too hard, practice is about a piece of relaxation, a combination of work and rest, not blindly behind closed doors!" ”

Yang Tiansheng leaned back, spread out on the rockery and breathed heavily: "You don't understand, this is not a matter of making cars behind closed doors......

Yang Yinghao made a tiger face: "What is that?" ”

Yang Tiansheng thought for a while, and smashed a fist on his chest: "It's qi, it's will, it's God!" ”

Yang Yinghao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he was speechless.

This calf has practiced so well that he can't even read it, so what do you ask him to say?

Even he dared to guarantee that even if he invited the sect leader to see this calf's martial arts, he would inevitably doubt his life......

Martial arts...... Can you still practice like this?

"Yes, I don't understand!"

Yang Yinghao, who was unable to do technical analysis from a professional point of view, fortunately gave up the treatment and took out the unreasonable privilege unique to his old father: "But Lao Tzu knows that with your current spirit, you will force yourself to death, and you will never be able to practice what you call 'Ten Thousand Swords Flying'...... It's almost enough, and if you toss it again, I'm going to invite your mother! ”

As soon as he heard the words "your mother", Yang Tiansheng suddenly died down, and reluctantly replied: "Okay, my son will rest for two days." ”

He said, 'Rest for two days,' but in his heart he was still wondering, 'What's wrong?' ’

He and Yang Ge intersected very early, and it can even be said that Yang Ge has come along the way...... The only witness, the witness.

In addition, Yang Ge has never hidden from him his understanding of martial arts...... Although he was strict with the complexity and particularity of the idealistic theory, Yang Ge did not thoroughly explain his understanding of "I am the god of one person" to Yang Tiansheng, but he also explained some words to him that Yang Tiansheng could understand.

This led to his martial arts ...... Yang Ge I feel that I understand, but I don't seem to understand.

But he was stunned based on this seemingly understandable basis, integrated into his and Yang Ge's experiences, as well as the perception of witnessing Yang Ge's "metal frenzy" several times...... Created the move of flying with eight swords!

Even, I have faintly touched the threshold of "idealism"!

If Yang Ge knew his state at this moment, he would definitely give him a thumbs up and say, 'This is the best state!' ’

The power of idealism is different from person to person, and there are thousands of faces.

Those who learn from me live, and those who are like me die!

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, as soon as Yang Yinghao saw his absent-minded appearance, he knew that he must still be pondering the pass of "Eight Swords Flying Together" in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this world has really changed, even his own unfilial son, who used to coax not to go, to go backwards, and to join in the fun everywhere, now he can't even go out of the door, and he is thinking about martial arts......

It is worthy of his old Yang family's species!

He sighed in his heart, slowly took out the scroll from his arms, and pretended to be calm and handed it to Yang Tiansheng: "The building outside the building is on the list again!" ”

Yang Tiansheng glanced at the scroll in his hand in confusion, and whispered casually: "Dad, my son doesn't want to move a finger now, you read it to your son." ”

Yang Yinghao put away the scroll with his backhand when he heard this, and said calmly: "The change in this list is not big, the twelve heroes are still the original twelve heroes, and the seven heroes are still the original seven heroes......

"Huh?"

Yang Tiansheng finally came to his senses, and asked with a weak smile: "What about Yang Er?" Four old people have become five old people? That guy isn't old! ”

Yang Yinghao: "That's not it, it's just that the four old people have become five unique!" ”

"Five uniques?"

Yang Tiansheng touched the new title, nodded thoughtfully, and said: "Lingxiao's peerless, peerless posture...... Appropriate, so apt! ”

Yang Yinghao glanced at him, unfolded the scroll, and read sentence by sentence: "West Dao Feiyun, Northern Monk Walker, Southern Holy Peacock, Eastern Venerable Great Sun...... Zhongshen Zhenjun! ”

"What?"

Yang Tiansheng plucked out his ears, suspecting that he had misheard: "What did you just say?" ”

Yang Yinghao patiently repeated it again, and finally said in an accentuated tone: "Your friend Yang Erlang, who has reached the top of the list of heroes in the rivers and lakes, is the first person in the world!" ”

Yang Tiansheng looked at his old father in astonishment: "Second Yang? The first person in the world? ”

Yang Yinghao nodded heavily in his gaze.

"Hahaha......"

Yang Tiansheng suddenly laughed out loud: "Yang Er, Yang Er, there is really something!" ”

Listening to his hearty laughter, Yang Yinghao couldn't help but sigh: "When I saw him for the first time that year, my father knew that he was definitely not a thing in the pool...... It's just that I didn't expect him to be such an unborn character! ”

Speaking of this, he was also secretly glad in his heart...... This calf sees people more accurately than he does!

If it weren't for the fact that this calf has been unswervingly intersecting with that Yang Erlang, never giving up and working together for many ups and downs, how could his Yang family come to be so strong, and how could this calf become what it is today?

A thousand words, finally condensed into one sentence......

'It's good to be young!' ’

"You're wrong!"

Yang Tiansheng smiled and corrected the old father breathlessly: "That guy never thought about what he wanted to do as an unborn character, and he never thought about what he wanted to do as the best in the world, his son even dared to pack a ticket, and when he heard the news, he would only reply with a 'boring', and then forget about it!" ”

"Oh?"

Yang Yinghao was attracted by his words: "How can you say this? ”

Yang Tiansheng laughed and explained to the old father: "Because that guy has never taken any rivers and lakes and martial arts to heart, and even to put it ugly, he has never looked down on our rivers and lakes at all. ”

"No, it's not even as good as a fart!"

He seemed to think of something happy, laughed louder and louder, and even his chest began to ache faintly: "Do you think carefully about the big things he has done in our eyes, which one and which one is to make a name for himself, fame and fortune?" He did those things, and he didn't even bother to leave his real name, people in the world only knew his name as Yang Erlang, and a few people knew that his surname was Yang and his name was Ge...... Wave the war to stop the war! ”

This hurts my self-esteem a bit.

Yang Yinghao wanted to refute several times, but he opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't spit out a complete sentence.

He didn't want to admit that they, the martial arts families, had been in the rivers and lakes for generations, and they weren't even as good as a fart in the eyes of others.

But he really couldn't find the words to refute it.

Just imagine, if someone else did the big things that Yang Erlang did, what would happen to him?

He'll make a lot of friends!

He's going to make a big move!

He will win the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance......

And what about Yang Erlang?

Throwing away the good foundation of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University, he went back to Luting alone and returned to his inn shop.

Before Yang Yinghao could come back to his senses from his contemplation, Yang Tiansheng suddenly clapped his hands and cheered loudly: "Yes, where the heart is, the past is the same, where the Tao is, although tens of millions of people are there!" ”

"The Remainder ......"

"It's all a passing cloud!"

"It's all a dream!"

"The Tao is the way, not the constant way!"

"I beg myself!"

"I'm eternal!"

"I'm the only one!"

"Sincerity!"

"Extremely good!"

"Say it all!"

"Do the right thing!"

"God is the Word!"

"The heart is the way!"

"I am my way!"

"Hahaha, the master has understood, the master has understood!"

He is like a mathematician who is in a daze, constantly deriving the next result from equation after equation.

Then laughed and slapped the rockery under him and rose to the sky, lifting weights with both hands, and the majestic vitality of heaven and earth swarmed.

"Sword out!"

He shouted.

In an instant, eight swords shot out from the bottom of the Lotus Lake, circling around him smartly.

"Close!"

He pointed to the sky and shouted.

The eight swords immediately joined into one, and the process was smooth and free, as if a lady was holding flowers!

"Hey!"

He spread his five fingers and squeezed lightly at the eight-mouth sword.

The eight sword qi soared into the sky, and the smooth eight into four, four into two, and two into the ...... One!

Yang Tiansheng laughed and stretched out his hand to grasp the terrifying sword qi in the air, then pinched the sword qi, eager to cut something.

Yang Yinghao, who was below, was shocked when he saw this, and shouted hysterically: "Son, come and see your old son!" ”

Yang Tiansheng, who had fallen into the realm of Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi in the sky, jumped his eyelids, and suddenly came back to his senses, and saw the sword qi in his hand slashing into the sky with his backhand!

"Bang."

The brilliant sword qi rose into the air, like a brilliant firework, exploded in mid-air, and the fiery red ripples scattered in all directions, rolling up a hurricane that swept through the entire mountain villa.

Yang Yinghao's scalp was numb and he looked at the ripples, and a huge question rose in his heart: 'Is this really Lao Tzu's seed?' Is Lao Tzu so good? ’

(End of chapter)