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　　 The time passed quickly, and unconsciously, the village’s annual awakening ceremony will be held today.

　　 Village head.

　　Early in the morning, before dawn, old Jack got up from the bed. In order to cheer up the grandchildren Yang Ming, he stewed a bowl of chicken soup deliberately and opened a table of dishes.

Clamping a chicken leg into Yang Ming's bowl, Old Jack's always old-fashioned face rarely shows a nervous look. Although Yang Ming is not his biological grandson, but adopted, but for so many years, he has long regarded Yang Ming as if I have spoken, with a lot of concerns in my tone:

　　 "Yang Ming, you had a conflict with Master Cao Mengyun some time ago. I am very worried that he will give you a stumbling block."

　　Yang Ming's heart tightened. He now recalls that he was indeed a little bit afraid.

　　 But does he regret it?

　　 thought of the smile of the pregnant woman who was pregnant in September for the rest of her life, and the love of the boxing father and old man, Yang Ming smiled.

　　 "Grandpa, even if Cao Mengyun really secretly made that kind of genre, it wouldn't make me wake up Wushun, I also have a way to become stronger and become stronger than Cao Mengyun!"

　　Body system, Yang Ming naturally has such confidence!

　　 In many fantasy novels, there are many powerful exercises.

　　 For example, Zhou Yuan, the protagonist in Yuanzun, practiced the idea of ​​chaotic divine view of the soul.

This method is accompanied by a divine mill at the beginning of the chaos. Each rotation of the divine mill will be accompanied by the death of the chaotic **** and demon. To practice this method, as long as the divine mill rotates once, the divine soul will get a qualitative one. Metamorphosis, after this, the soul of the **** will live forever.

　　 is another example, the undead power practiced by the protagonist Zhou Weiqing during the dzi bead transformation.

　　 This practice is extremely demanding and requires mortal determination to practice, but after successful cultivation, you can live with heaven and earth, and you can have an immortal **** who can automatically determine danger.

　　 In addition, the sky-swallowing emperor of the sky swallows the emperor.

　　 This exercise does nothing, devour everything to strengthen one's own flesh and potential. Even if one's own qualifications are no longer slag, one can devour others and push one's own realm to the extreme. The stronger the opponent is, the stronger one can be.

　　In addition, there are the burning tactics of Xiao Yan in the battle-breaking sky, and his self-contained method in the perfect world.

　　As long as Yang Ming wins one of them, any one can make him go against the sky!

　　 defeating Cao Mengyun is only a matter of time!

　　 Old Jack didn’t know where Yang Ming’s self-confidence came. Quan assumed that young people had never seen the world, and the newborn calves were not afraid of tigers.

　　 But the old Jack was different. He also went out when he was young. Knowing the cruelty of Douluo continent, every title and every level of the Soul Master is a layer of invisible and intangible ladders.

　　 People who are above this ladder are qualified to control the fate of those below.

　　Is this fair?

　　Where is there any fair thing in the world?

　　 The strong only have the right to speak and only the so-called fairness.

　　 Old Jack was afraid that Yang Ming would come out and touch his nose, and then he realized the cruelty of reality, and said seriously:

"Yang Ming, I know you are a good boy, but sometimes, you need to know that it is easy to break. In many cases, there is no need to blindly go to the horns, maybe change the angle, change the way, life The road will be much smoother."

　　 Yang Ming put down his chopsticks and wiped the greasy corner of his mouth, asking:

　　 "Grandpa, do you mean?"

"Ugh."

　　 Old Jack sighed, the wrinkles on his forehead were as deep as the bark,

　　 "Yang Ming, I will take you to meet Master Cao Mengyun before the awakening ceremony."

　　 "If you can't apologize to Master Cao Mengyun, then in order to let you pass the awakening ritual, it's a big deal, I will give up this old face, kneel down in front of me, and give Master Cao Mengyun an apology,"

　　 "For my sake, he shouldn't be embarrassed for you anymore."

　　Yang Ming's face sank, and he clenched his fists subconsciously, ten fingers and nails pinched in the cracks of the flesh, blood was flowing from between the fingers, it was painful, but there was no heartache.

　　Yang Ming did not blame the old Jack. For the remote village of Holy Soul Village, Cao Mengyun, the master of war soul from Notting City, is like a heavy mountain on everyone's mind.

　　Cao Mengyun casually released a little wind in Notting City, which may affect the future development of this village.

　　If Yang Ming is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who does not have any resistance, maybe he will follow the meaning of old Jack, take a valuable gift to visit, and apologize to Cao Mengyun.

Is 　　 ridiculous?

　　Ming Ming Yang Ming did nothing wrong, but had to come to the door to apologize.

　　 On the contrary, Cao Mengyun almost rode a horse to death, but became a person who accepted the apology.

　　 This is actually not funny at all.

　　Because people without strength, destiny is never under their control.

　　Only become a strong man, a strong man above hundreds of millions of people, so strong that only anyone who can only obey his orders can control his own destiny!

　　 Yang Ming has never been like today, so eager to become a strong man!

　　 "Grandpa."

　　Yang Ming stared at the old Jack’s turbid eyes, saying one by one:

　　 "Please believe me, believe that I will become a stronger person than the title Douluo. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 "Me, Yang Ming, I will do it when I say it!"

　　 Old Jack's cloudy eyes moved.

　　If I said that before, Jack thought that Yang Ming was watching the sky and didn’t clearly recognize the cruelty of the outside world, so he said that.

　　Now, old Jack seems to know Yang Ming for the first time, looking up and down at this great guy.

After years of exercise, Yang Ming has a healthy wheat color and well-proportioned muscles. From the bulging muscles, he can see that there is a burst of power inside. With a straight hair, it is a tough face, dark Under a short eyebrow, a pair of star eyes is full of unparalleled confidence.

　　 This kind of self-confidence is not a kind of self-confidence, but a self-confident self-confidence that has a strong appeal.

　　Old Jack rubbed his eyes and secretly wiped away the tears at the corners of the eyes. This is tears of joy. It is the joy of seeing the younger generation striving for strength!

　　The boy needs to keep improving himself!

"good very good!"

　　 Old Jack raised his callous-coated right hand and slapped Yang Ming's shoulder deeply, his throat choked several times, making it difficult to speak.

　　 Having breakfast, one old and one young, came to the Wuhun Temple in the middle of the village.

　　Of course, this so-called Wuhun Temple is just a larger wooden house.

　　Because everyone has Wuhun, and every year children are awakened by Wuhun, so anywhere in Douluo mainland, you can see Wuhundian.

　　 Of course, these are just divided into different halls, with different levels.

　　 This year, there were nine children who were awakened by Wuhun in the Holy Soul Village. Yang Ming was the last one under the leadership of Old Jack.

　　 Others have already arrived.

　　 Including, Cao Mengyun.

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