Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 118 Bodhisattva

In this world, the longevity of a person's life itself represents a special physique and potential.

One of the people who impressed Yang Xingchen most deeply was Wang Chong, Wang Teng's younger brother. The old man in Qishi Mansion judged that Wang Chong could live for thousands of years even if he didn't practice. But with a little practice, his speed increased rapidly. He was already in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm at a young age. If he hadn't offended Ye Fan and was killed by him, he would have become a little monster again in the future.

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Unknowingly, Ye Fan had been practicing in Elder Han's cave for a year. Elder Han's medicine cabinets were opened one after another, and he took out all the dozen rare elixirs inside and refined them.

On this day, Ye Fan, who had finished practicing, suddenly felt something strange.

He closed his eyes and let out his spiritual thoughts. Suddenly, a golden light flashed in his eyes and he jumped up.

He rushed to a corner, and on a stone table, a Bodhi seed lay quietly there.

He was certain that he had never felt that there was a bodhi seed here before.

Ever since Bodhizi disappeared inexplicably more than a year ago, he felt a burst of heartache.

This mysterious bodhi seed can help people realize enlightenment and is of inestimable value.

The further you reach the later stages of your practice, the only way you can make continuous progress is through continuous enlightenment. The stronger you are, the more you hope for this opportunity.

Now that the treasure was lost and found, Ye Fan felt uneasy and felt that he was being watched.

Who stole his bodhi seed? And then it came back inexplicably?
Or should we say that this bodhi seed has self-awareness, flies away on its own, and then flies back on its own.

Whatever the reason, the problem is serious and terrifying.

However, after Ye Fan thought about it repeatedly, he finally felt relieved.

With his current level of cultivation, others can take things away and send them back without anyone noticing, which in itself represents an attitude.

If you look into it carefully, you are just asking for trouble.

Ye Fan strode to the stone table, grabbed the Bodhi seed and put it away.

The figure of Yang Xingchen flashed in his mind, and he thought: "Could it be him..."

But Ye Fan forgot about it in the blink of an eye.

He is also thinking seriously about how to proceed in the future.

The cave here is imprinted with dense Taoist patterns, which can be said to be a very good hiding place.

In addition to practicing the Tao scriptures here, he also studies the Tao patterns here, and uses the Tao divine patterns in the sea of ​​suffering to hone his weapons of enlightenment.

This pattern was also left by Elder Han. Yang Xingchen looked down upon it at all. There were many more advanced patterns in Taixuan Sect, even the patterns of the Star Formation. Yang Xingchen now understood , so he flipped through Elder Han’s Taoist books after a few hasty glances, and then left them all to Ye Fan.

But when Ye Fan looked at those ancient animal skins, he felt like he had found a treasure. The strange lines on them aroused his strong interest.

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Yang Xingchen galloped forward, stepping on the starlight, and soon arrived at Taixuan Sect.

Looking at Fangfang's big belly, Yang Xingchen felt that it was not the right time to wash Fangfang's muscles and marrow with the essence and blood of the Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart until after the baby was born.

Now the eldest son Yongyong is twelve years old. He opened the sea of ​​suffering at the age of nine and is now in the realm of life spring.

The second son, Chengcheng, is eight years old and has just successfully opened up the sea of ​​suffering. The third son, An An, is four years old and is taking a medicinal bath.

Yang Xingchen's sons all appear to be four years apart in age. In fact, their real age difference is between three and a half to four and a half years. The error is like those born in the same month and those born in December. Same, same year of birth, but very different years.

Yang Xingchen brought his eldest son Yongyong, who was practicing, to his cave.

Now that the eldest son has reached the realm of life spring, Yang Xingchen has successfully refined a hundred thousand year old ancient medicine king into his body before, making his body full of vitality.

At this time, he had successfully completed the fourth level of the Turtle Shell Meridian. Yang Xingchen checked his body and felt very satisfied. He was much better than himself back then.

"Dad, what good things can you give me this time?" Although Yang Xingchen deleted part of his son's memory, the son still knew that Yang Xingchen had given him a lot of benefits.

When I went home last time, I brought a lot of psychic weapons to him.

"This time there are no weapons, but there are heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and skills and secrets."

"What kind of treasure is it? Take it out and let me see!"

"I will teach you another version of the Taoist Scriptures now. Just like last time, don't tell anyone."

"Not even mom and grandpa?"

"Yes, don't tell anyone, unless one day dad is strong enough to protect you, then you can reveal it."

"Tell your mother. Your mother will definitely tell your grandpa. If your grandpa knows, then it is very likely that all the elders in the Hua family in Xingfeng will know."

"Hua Yunfei, my holy son of Taixuan Sect, I feel that he has been practicing a terrible magic skill, which is dedicated to devouring those with special physiques. You should try to have as little contact with him as possible when you have nothing to do. With your grandpa here, you If you stay at Xiaonan Peak, no one will dare to touch you, but if you run to Xingfeng with nothing to do, it will undoubtedly be like giving someone a piece of meat."

In this world of spiritual practice, children are all precocious. Although the eldest son is only twelve years old, his body shape is at least equivalent to that of a sixteen-year-old boy on earth.

What Yang Xingchen learned has been passed on to him without reservation, not only the courses of his major, but also the miscellaneous books he read when he was in the society.

The scientific and technological knowledge itself is not valuable, what is valuable is the mindset.

In addition, in this world, many people in the mortal world get married at the age of twelve or thirteen.

At this time, the eldest son Yongyong is actually an equal communication partner.

However, Yang Xingchen was not in a hurry to find a partner for his eldest son. He was in a hurry to marry the daughter of an elder in South China. He was more thinking about hugging his lap and looking for a sense of security.

Thinking of having more children early, she tied Fangfang and the elders of South China.

Now that Yang Xingchen has three sons, and one more in the belly, he has integrated into the Hua family, so he is no longer in a hurry to rush the children and allows them to develop freely.

Thinking of this, Yang Xingchen couldn't help but think of Weiwei again. He really didn't expect this girl to be so bold and bold.

What if she succeeds in borrowing the seed and becomes pregnant with her own child? How will she get along with him then?
Thinking of this, Yang Xingchen frowned slightly, and then put the problem behind him.

Weiwei has already joined the Holy Land of Shaking Light. Even if she gives birth to a child, she will surely have the resources of Holy Land of Shaking Light to raise her, so Yang Xingchen does not need to worry.

Yang Xingchen looked at his eldest son who looked a little confused and said, "Just pick up people and bring things as usual. I'm not asking you to do anything, but I want you to know what to do and be more attentive."

Yang Xingchen said while touching his son's head.

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