The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 826 Father and Son
When it comes to pride, with the temperament and bearing of the Xueling Mountain Old Man, he can't help but beam with joy, his face is radiant, and his eyes are as bright as stars.

"You know, there are great restrictions on taking away. If you give up everything at the beginning of Xueling Spirit's reincarnation, then the possibility of success is very high, but it is impossible for me to do so."

Xiang Yang nodded clearly, what kind of person is Xueling Shanweng?Even though he didn't comprehend heaven and man at the beginning, he still practiced powerful magic skills, and he should be close to that realm. Naturally, he would not abandon everything and take away a baby who was born not long ago.

One is only with infinite potential, but the other is already a rare strong man. Unless necessary, who can abandon the foundation of his own practice and turn into a baby with nothing?
"I can't take it away, but it can be regarded as my incarnation, so I reluctantly divided the primordial spirit, and left a trace of my primordial spirit in the depths of his blood and mud pills. When the melons are ripe, they can be picked. "

Xiang Yang was puzzled. At the beginning, the other party had not yet cultivated into a celestial being, and the primordial spirit could not be released. Even if he maintained a high level of cultivation, he could temporarily settle in the physical body, but if he could not receive the nourishment and supply of flesh and blood for a long time, the primordial spirit would disperse sooner or later. This is the law. Irreversible, how did he achieve this step?

The baby's body also has its own owner. Although it is plastic and adaptable, it is absolutely impossible to accept this external force.

"I know what you're thinking, since I'm going to do it, I'm bound to succeed, because the body of a child reincarnated by the spirit of Xueling is actually born of me and that village woman.

The bloodline is inherited from me, so the primordial spirit is born to fit with the flesh and blood, deeply penetrated between the mud ball and the bloodline, blending with each other, even the immortal gods can hardly see the slightest clue, this is what I am really proud of. "

Speaking of this, the Xueling Shanweng told a big secret, with a normal face, it didn't seem to be a big deal, but this secret, even in the sky and the earth, only Xiang Yang and the Xueling Shanweng knew at this moment .

Xiang Yang's complexion changed, and the Evil God Knife, which was placed squarely on his knees, was faintly shining, and the bell rang, as if he had been aroused by his thoughts and murderous thoughts, which showed the shock in his heart.

He never dreamed that Chu Canglan's flesh-and-blood father was actually the lord of the mountain in front of him, a strong man of heaven and man. His despicableness, thick face, dark heart, and ruthless thoughts were really unexpected.

"Back then, I calculated the time accurately, and it was not bad at all. Only in this way can I get a perfect body, a perfect spirit, and enough to carry my soul. With such a layout, don't you think I should be proud of it? ?”

Seeing Xiang Yang's mood fluctuating, Xueling Mountain Master smiled, and the other party's reaction was expected.

Should you be proud?What is there to be proud of in such a thing?
Xiang Yang suddenly felt that compared to the previous demons, the Xueling Mountain Man in front of him was truly the great demon.

Chu Canglan is his bloodline descendant in this life, and he actually calculated such a plan. I'm afraid that even if there is no demon, Chu Canglan's ending will not be good, so ruthless, so unfeeling, this is not a demon, what is a demon?

It was only at this time that Xiang Yang realized that the demon's failure was already doomed, because this body was originally shared by Chu Canglan and Xueling Shanweng.

The opponent can swallow the immature Chu Canglan, but it is impossible for him to be an opponent who is scheming, has the home court advantage, and hides deep in the snow.

Xiang Yang thinks a little deeper, Chu Canglan is the blood of the mountain man, and Ningxue is his daughter, and he even tried his best to promote the good things between the two, what's more, in the future when Chu Canglan becomes his incarnation, he How should I face my daughter?
Is this person really disregarding ethics at all?Such a pervert?
Thinking so, and asking the same way, but Xiang Yang got another unexpected result.

"Of course Ningxue is not my daughter, but the evil seed born by her biological mother and Master Bixia. Hey, she thought she could hide it from me. It was wishful thinking, so I slowly poisoned her. She thought she had something in her heart. I am ashamed, I am sick from worry.

Of course, not killing this evil seed is just my idle move. In the future, Ningxue will be the most beneficial weapon for me to deal with the owner of Bixia Villa, don't you believe it?
Before you came to the extreme east, the owner of Bixia Villa treated Chu Canglan like his own son, and was even willing to sacrifice the interests of his subordinates to share the fluid with him.

Ai Wu Ji Wu Xia treated Chu Canglan so kindly.

It's a pity that someone messed up the arrangement, otherwise the owner of Bixia Manor would be defeated by me sooner or later, and it would be better for him. "

When Xueling Shanweng talked about such things, he still had a neither salty nor indifferent expression, and his eyes were even more unmoving, as if he hadn't been green, calm, or indifferent.

Anyway, Xiang Yang asked himself to put himself in his place, and he definitely couldn't do it to his level. It can be seen from this that this is indeed a terrible person.

Facing the child born by others and his wife, he can still maintain the appearance of a loving father every day, pampering him in every possible way, just to use her as a bargaining chip and weapon against the owner of Bixia one day.

Xiang Yang suddenly couldn't think of an adjective for such a calculation, such a heart, and it was terrible enough to describe it, or a lunatic?

Xiang Yang even understood Ningxue's mother's way of doing things a little bit, and sharing the bed with such a person is really stressful, because she can't see any popularity, humanity, or affection as a lover from the other person.

"Actually, these are all minor details. Originally, my idea was to take everything from Cang Lan when he was promoted to a celestial being, and train him into an incarnation outside the body as a second identity.

From this, it is very possible to practice the Ice and Heaven Tribulation, and it is also hopeful to prove the Tao.

What I didn't expect was that Cang Lan was well protected by me. After encountering you, she fell into a slump, and was even taken advantage of by that devil, who even harmed my body. This is where I made a mistake.

But God has eyes, and my many years of calculations were not in vain. The hidden hands left behind made me who I am now. "

Facing the complacency and emotion of the Xueling mountain man, Xiang Yang scratched his nose and shook his head. It's not that God has eyes, but God has no eyes.

Letting such a terrifying, terrifying lunatic achieve his wish, it is uncertain what kind of chaos will be caused in the future.

"After finishing talking, I suddenly feel reluctant to kill you, because if there is no one to share, the fun of sharing will be lost. You can go."

Between the cross-legged hands of Xueling Shanweng, his body gradually moved away from the lake, his legs straightened, and when he raised his head, the wind blew up, and an astonishing cold air spread out in his breath, and the ice spread, and the cold current was like a wind, blowing the ice of this huge quiet lake. seal up.

The strength is amazing.

"Regardless of character, let alone good or evil, just in terms of layout calculations, the mountain man is indeed brilliant, and someone like Xiang admires it.

However, I am a person who must take revenge, you almost killed me when I was next to Lei Ze, and today I am about to avenge my shame, how can I just leave like this? "

Xiang Yang also stood up, stepped on the thick ice, and stomped hard. The knife was vertical and horizontal, and Zila cut it. A piece of ice the size of a house collapsed, and it flew out like a shell, driving the whistling wind. At the same time, hit the snow mountain old man in the air.

(End of this chapter)