Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 475 What else in the world is more meaningful than training to become stronger
Half an hour.

The water polo shattered violently, and three figures emerged out of it.

Among them, one big and one small were printed like a mold, and their clothes were all in tatters.

Yang Jiao coughed lightly:

"Ahem, it's getting late. It's time for me to cook. Today I'm going to cook a whole fish feast. The ingredients are spirit fish that I specially bred."

"Ying Yuan, you are on behalf of your father, so that you can make amends to your mother."

After saying that, the robe on his body was completely new, and he turned to go to the kitchen, leaving Ying Yuan speechless and staring at the sky.

"Come on, tell my mother, when I was practicing in seclusion on weekdays, your father taught you something."

Ying Yuan heard the prestige and looked at his mother with a warm face, but felt a little uneasy, and couldn't help being suspicious:
"Isn't it true that mother has been practicing in the deep mountains and old forests? Beneath this calm face, there is a daunting power, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't feel like it."

After dinner, the family of three came 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 awakened, your cultivation speed will be increased by a hundred times."

Ying Yuan was stunned. Since he didn't have the comparison of his peers' practice speed, he didn't know whether his own practice speed was fast or slow, and whether his aptitude was high or low.

Judging from the bottomless cultivation of my parents, no matter whether it is my own cultivation speed or comprehension, it shouldn't be much worse.

Now if the cultivation speed is increased by a hundred times, there will be an inexplicable suddenness.

No wonder these years, although I always saw my father being chased and beaten by my mother, but I always felt that his father's strength might surpass my mother's by a lot.

Thinking of this, Ying Yuan immediately said excitedly:

"Daddy, tell the child this, is it time now to awaken this bloodline power for me?"

Before Yang Jiao could reply, Ran Qing began to pour cold water on her:

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

Ying Yan heard the words, but there was no trace of worry or fear:
"Since it is my own strength, it can be used by me naturally. Besides, there is no reason to abandon a weapon when it is afraid of hurting yourself when it is sharp."

"Furthermore, the dragon begets the dragon, and the phoenix begets the phoenix. If I can't even tame my own power, how can I climb the limit of Dao?"

Dyed blue whisper:

"You, the older you get, the less cute and cute you were when you were young. Now your temperament is just like your father's. Apart from becoming stronger, you have no other thoughts."

Ying Yuan looked puzzled:
"What else in the world is more meaningful than training to become stronger?"

"I sincerely feel that I am gradually becoming stronger. When I become stronger to a certain extent, I will have the confidence to resist everything. Naturally, everything is under control. Wouldn't it be better to talk about other things at that time?"

Ran Qing couldn't help but raise his forehead, he never expected that Ying Yuan, who had turned into a mortal body, would have such a temperament.

It seems that there is no other appearance besides giving up the way.

She immediately glared at the seemingly innocent person beside her, who was actually the culprit.

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

Ying Yuan frowned slightly:

"But only by practicing, can we deeply understand the feeling of changing from weak to strong, and discover that everything in the world is just like this."

"Snapped!"

Ran Qing gave Ying Yuan annoyed, and then said:

"You are only 13 years old, and you have devoted yourself to practicing since you were a child. How many scenery and people you have seen, you dare to say all kinds of big things in the world."

Ying Yuan covered his forehead and said aggrievedly:
"The child knows his mistake."

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

"Okay, it's a great thing for a child to know how to make progress and like to practice."

Yang Jiao looked at Ying Yuan with both eyes:

"You are about to cross the catastrophe and become an immortal. Tonight is just right for my father to awaken the blood in your body. You should get used to it first, and then use the power of the thunder calamity to get rid of the dryness in the blood. Use two prongs to kill two birds with one stone."

After hearing this, Ran Qing on the side didn't expect that to control Shura's divine power, he needed to rely on the power of thunder calamity when he became an immortal.

Yang Jiao tapped his fingers vertically, and a black light shot out from his fingertips, which directly merged into the center of Ying Yuan's eyebrows, and shouted:
"Be still."

In an instant, Ying Yuan closed his eyes, floating in the air uncontrollably.

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

It was the trace of primordial spirit that Emperor Zun had differentiated to suppress the Shura blood in Ying Yuan's body back then.

It was because of this trace of primordial spirit that Huan Qin could not really kill him.

With one move of Ran Qingsu's hand, Emperor Zun's primordial spirit was put away by her.

In a short while, Ying Yuan's brows showed red lines unique to the lineage of the cultivating royal family, and his thick black long hair turned white.

Scarlet blood began to flicker all over his body, and a fierce and monstrous aura suddenly appeared on his body.

Before Yang Jiao could do anything, Ranqing quickly spread a layer of enchantment, and then the slightly wrinkled willow eyebrows slowly stretched out. She didn't think there would be any accidents with Xuan Ye, who was the King of Shura, and with her son's temperament now, she didn't need to say anything.

So, ask softly:
"How long will it take for Yuan'er to adapt to the divine power of Shura in her body?"

Yang Jiao pondered for a while:

"A month or two is enough."

As he spoke, he cast an invisibility spell, in case neighbors and neighbors came to visit during this period of time and discovered something.

After a month and a half.

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

In an instant, the family of three disappeared in the backyard.

The next day.

Yang Jiao and Ran Qing returned with Ying Yuan, only to see that in addition to Ying Yuan's body exuding a fairy spirit, he also inadvertently rippling with a blood-red killing aura.

Seven years later.

On a cloud-shrouded mountain.

The two white-haired men who were about seven or eight percent similar in appearance walked side by side, and only one of them looked deep and cold, which made people feel extraordinarily repulsive.

While one person appears aloof and introverted, looking at his graceful figure, he feels more elegant and elegant, not stained with slender dust.

They are Yang Jiao and Ying Yuan.

"Yuan'er, it's been five years since we left the mortal world and came here to live in a hut. As time goes by, you have grown into an adult."

Ying Yuan's brows moved slightly, as if he had realized something:
"Father, don't you, like your mother, think that I should travel around the world of mortals?"

Yang Jiao is noncommittal:

"Not long ago, I told you that you have transformed into a mortal and recultivated. You have added your previous achievements, and you have successfully mastered the blood and divine power in your body, so that the path of cultivation is extremely smooth."

"It's just that after more than a dozen years of cultivation, it has reached the realm of immortality."

"Now that you haven't recovered your past memories, you can only return to the peak as soon as possible, or even surpass the peak, only by rolling around in the world of mortals."

Ying Yuan felt helpless:

"Okay, I'm going on a trip."

Yang Jiao nodded:

"Okay, let's go."

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

"Father, you want to drive me away so quickly? I haven't said goodbye to my mother yet!"

Yang Jiao stood with his hands behind his back and asked back:
"Do you really think your mother doesn't know that you will leave today?"

Ying Yuan was speechless:

"It turns out that you two have discussed it."

Yang Jiao waved his sleeve robe and jokingly said:
"Where are so many nonsense, Yuan'er, calculate the secrets for your father, go to the world of mortals, you will definitely meet a big enemy, I wish you good luck."

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

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

Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared beside Yang Jiao, she frowned and said lightly:
"Xuan Ye, are you plotting something behind my back again?"

(End of this chapter)