Zifu Change

Chapter 101 The real body of fortune, the art of praying to the sky

Hate the sky, hate the earth, hate everything, hate others, hate yourself, and hate the common people!
Once the resentment accumulated for decades is released, it can be described as shocking and weeping ghosts and gods.

As soon as the hatred came out, when they heard Yang Hongtian's words, sighs flashed across the faces of those who remained awake.

People have the same heart, and the heart has the same reason.

Yang Fan and his son are the proud sons of heaven, and they should enjoy the best treatment and the best cultivation resources.

However, the reality insisted on playing a big joke with them. Both father and son suffered catastrophe. If this kind of thing happened to anyone, it would be a catastrophe.

The catastrophe suffered by Yang Wuming and Yang Fan is vivid in their minds, and they judge others by themselves. Perhaps their hearts are no less resentful than Yang Hongtian.

They were well aware of what happened to Yang Wuming back then.

If it wasn't for Yang Fan who was still an infant, Yang Hongtian would have exploded long ago, even if he tried his best to seek justice for his own child.

I thought that with the growth of Yang Fan, the events of that year gradually faded out of everyone's sight, but I didn't expect Yang Fan's temperament to change drastically, and he actually betrayed the sect.

This change made Yang Hongtian extremely disappointed, it would be fine if it was true, but Yang Pojun's words made everyone suddenly wake up.

It turned out that Yang Fan at this moment was no longer the same Yang Fan as before, but had been plotted against by someone. This accident made Yang Hongtian feel hopeful.

However, when he found out that he needed to exchange his son's life to save his grandson, this result made him unacceptable.

Only then did he realize that in the face of all this, he, the elder, was powerless.

So, he began to resent his own incompetence. When the hatred in his heart climbed to a peak, when the past was in his heart, he also had endless hatred for this world.

Looking at Yang Hongtian as if he had turned into a hell Shura, exuding outrageous hatred all over his body, Yang Nantian and the others didn't have any regrets in their eyes, but a little joy.

Yang Wuming also burst into tears after seeing his father become like this, his wife and children were separated, and his father was possessed by demons. This scene hurt his heart.

If he can't be the pride of his father, he is no longer a qualified son, and he can't support his own children, let alone a qualified father.

At this moment, the old father was willing to go crazy for his own affairs, which completely disintegrated the persistence in his heart.

"This...is...you...you...forced...me..."

Yang Wuming seemed to be a different person in an instant, his ferocious face made people look like hell ghosts, and the sound of 'ho ho' came out of his throat.

After meeting his gaze, everyone shuddered involuntarily.

"Shanshan, don't blame me for being cruel. If they just persecuted me, even if I died, I would admit it. However, they shouldn't have used Fan'er to persecute me. Don't you want to know what I got back then? Is it a treasure? I’ll just let you see it, and I hope you will have your life to enjoy it!”

Yang Wuming's face was ferocious, and he roared to the sky. The crazy aura emanating from his body made everyone terrified.

Swish!
Yang Wuming turned his hand and took out a golden long sword, without any hesitation, it directly stabbed into the heart.

The long sword was pulled out, bringing up a bunch of purple blood.

Yang Wuming snorted, plunged his long sword into the ground, quickly squeezed his handprints with both hands, and as the handprints changed, an illusory altar appeared in front of him.

The purple blood flowing from the chest was also restrained by an invisible force, and all of it was absorbed by the altar.

So old man.

A purple-gold altar appeared in the void, with endless traces entwined on it, exuding a strong coercion.

The moment the altar appeared, the situation changed suddenly, and the originally clear sky was also filled with thunder and lightning, but this scene alarmed Yang Fan and his subordinates.

At this moment, a powerful aura rose from the back mountain of Ziyang Peak, but compared with the majesty of heaven and earth, it was no different from cloud and mud.

The next moment, a figure appeared in front of the mountain gate, and it turned out to be teleporting.

This person has silver hair, a ruddy face, and is wearing a silver Taoist robe, exuding obscure fluctuations all over his body. He is obviously a super master.

"Yang Wuming, you asked the old man to come, but have you thought it through?"

"Hahaha... You swore back then that you would not threaten me with my family. For Shanshan's sake, I also promised not to take action against you, but you have taken action against my son. Today I will take you I called here to show you the treasures I got back then, and I hope I won't disappoint you!"

Yang Wuming grinned grimly, and turned his gaze to Yang Fan: "I don't care who you are, if you dare to take away my son's body, you must have the consciousness of death!"

After Yang Wuming finished speaking, he stepped on his feet and jumped to the altar. Regardless of everyone's gaze, he knelt down on one knee, then slapped his chest, and a mouthful of purple blood spewed out from his mouth.

After the blood appeared, it merged into the void, which was extremely strange.

At this time, the sky thunder rolled, and the entire Abyss Star was covered by the sky thunder, but a jet-black vertical eye appeared in the sky above the Purple Fire Sect, and a majestic will also descended from the sky, locking him.

"I, Yang Tianming, pray to God, I wish to ask God for three things with my supreme longevity, I hope to grant it!"

I saw a miraculous wave spreading out in the void. After everyone came into contact with this wave, they heard a sentence: "Shouyuan is not enough!"

What?Everyone's faces looked like they had seen a ghost. Is this the sky's answer?

In normal times, whoever dares to talk to the sky will definitely be cast aside.

However, at this moment, the Eye of Heaven's Punishment was above everyone's heads, and no one dared to question that it was fake.

After Yang Wuming heard about it, he continued to pray: "I, Yang Tianming prayed to God, I would like to ask God for three things with my supreme life essence and my lucky body, I hope it will be granted!"

"allow!"

"I, Yang Tianming, pray to the gods. The first thing is, I hope my father will be enlightened and become a fairy!"

After Yang Wuming finished speaking, he saw a beam of auspicious light shot out from the Eye of Heaven's Punishment, directly entering Yang Hongtian's body.

Immediately, Yang Hongtian's cultivation also skyrocketed, Jindan, Yuanying, out of body... Mahayana, crossing the catastrophe!

In just a few moments, Yang Hongtian's cultivation has skyrocketed to the stage of crossing the catastrophe.

At this time, Yang Hongtian also came to his senses. Before he understood what happened, he saw a multicolored tunnel appearing beside him, and he also involuntarily flew towards the tunnel.

Everyone stared at this scene dumbfounded. Originally, they could escape the catastrophe and ascend after a narrow escape, but now it only happened in an instant.

Yang Wuming's face was calm, as if he didn't see this scene, he continued to speak: "I, Yang Tianming, pray to God, and the second thing is that the nine generations of direct clansmen who are willing to take away my son, all of them can be found in a stick of incense." The soul flies away!"

boom!
After Yang Wuming finished speaking, the Eye of Heaven's Punishment in the void blinked lightly, and endless thunder rumbled in the void.

"Do not?"

Yang Fan exclaimed, his eyes full of fear, because a divine thunder was coming towards him, and he wanted to avoid it, only to find that his body was frozen.

After the screams, Yang Fan passed out, and the breath on his body was constantly changing.

After three breaths, the thunder gradually disappeared.

……

At the same time, the Artifact Refining Sect and the Yang family were in chaos, because many ancestors who practiced in seclusion suddenly went mad and blew themselves up to death.

The same is true for many ancestors who traveled abroad, and the disciple who guarded the fate tablet was directly paralyzed.

In just a short while, hundreds of ancestors of the Yang family fell, shocking the entire Artifact Sect.

What they didn't know was that even those members of the Yang family who ascended to the immortal world also fell a lot. This day can be said to be the end of the Yang family.

After a stick of incense, Yang Fan also woke up, but the aura on his body was a little bit thicker. Seeing this, Yang Wuming also nodded to him.

"Father, the third thing is to ask the heavens to grant you immortality. There is also a destiny stone here, my child, but it can make up for your lost lifespan!"

Yang Fan burst into tears. He was melted into the soul by someone. Although this technique is comparable to seizing the house, it is not essentially seizing the house, so he can still vividly remember what he experienced before.

"I, Yang Tianming, pray to God. The third thing is, I wish my son Yang Fan will be blessed and blessed in the future, so that he will never be touched!"

The Eye of Heaven's Punishment trembled, and a ray of lightning shot out into Yang Fan's body. Yang Fan yelled not to, but unfortunately, it was of no avail.

After the three things were accomplished, another wave of fluctuations emanated from the Eye of Heaven's Punishment. When everyone came into contact with this fluctuation, they only heard one sentence: "Pray for the success of the art of heaven, and deprive it!"

In an instant, I saw Yang Wuming's whole body grow old, and a cloud of purple-gold dense air flew out of his body.

Rumble!
Thousands of thunders sounded together, and the sky and the earth trembled.

In the next moment, the Eye of Punishment and the lightning barrier covering Qian Yuanxing disappeared.

Yang Fan moved, and came to Yang Wuming, his eyes were red, but he was holding a nine-colored stone in his hand, and forced it to him.

However, Yang Wuming didn't pick it up, but asked him to pull out the golden long sword stuck in the ground.

"Put out your hand!"

Yang Fan stretched out his left hand according to his words, and saw a flash of sword light, and there was a wound on his arm, and blood flowed down his arm and fell on the altar.

hum!
After the altar absorbed Yang Fan's blood, with a slight tremor, it turned into a stream of light and sank into his body.

"Fan'er, don't be sad. In fact, at the moment your mother died, my heart also died. Today I will go to find your mother. After I die, you will take this sword and go to the Artifact Sect to find Yang Tianlei. Whether to go or stay, it’s up to you to decide.”

"Remember, don't trust the words of the Yang family, do you understand?"

After Yang Wuming finished speaking, he set his eyes on the silver-haired old man.

"You are still alive, which means that the assassination of Fan'er has nothing to do with your Su family. Do you want to know what treasure I got in the Burial Valley? Did you see that scene just now? The top ten taboo techniques in the world, ranked second The art of praying to heaven!"

"Hehe... Maybe, at this moment, you are still stubbornly thinking that if I hadn't stepped in, this taboo technique would have been acquired by Su Qin..."

"Isn't it?" The silver-haired old man frowned, as if he didn't believe it.

"Hehe... In your opinion, the taboo technique is nothing more than an extremely powerful mysterious technique. Do you know how ridiculous it is? You have also seen this scene today. You think this is a supernatural technique that can be done. of?"

"This?" The silver-haired old man couldn't speak when the words came to his lips.

"Taboo, what is a taboo, that is, even the heavens are afraid of it. I am pregnant with the real body of fortune, so I can practice the art of praying to the sky. If it is another person, he will die if he cultivates it, because he is not qualified!"

"Ten forbidden arts, two of which were taken back by God in one day, hehe... I don't know if it is the luck of the practitioners? Or the misfortune of the practitioners, it is really hard to tell..."

Following that, Yang Wuming's body was shattered and turned into powder.

(End of this chapter)