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Chapter 3 Scars

Yang Ao laughed dryly: "Feng'er is worrying too much. It's just some new servants who don't know the rules. They'll be fine in two days."

Before Yang Feng could ask further questions, Yang Ao changed the topic: "I see your energy and blood are like tides, and the fire in your chest is as hot as an oven. Tonight I will help you gather energy into a whirlpool and officially enter the energy gathering state. At the age of sixteen

There is no second Qi Gathering Realm in the entire Qingtie Mansion. With your talent, he will have no problem stepping into Yundan and transforming into a shape, and even the Heaven Transformation Realm is not a lie!"

Yang Feng smiled awkwardly. These ordinary realms were really incomprehensible to him, and then he responded: "Dad, I want to stay in the Total Body Realm for a while longer."

"Why?"

Yang Ao asked curiously. Everyone is pursuing a quick breakthrough and a way to reach the sky in one step. Yang Feng can break through now but still stays in the whole body realm.

"The way of cultivation begins at the age of three and ends at the age of nine. This is the entry point for the Qi-inducing state. After that, the body is refined with Qi, the twelve meridians are opened, the three talents are ignited, and the three talents are united and gathered in the chest.

It is the realm of the whole body. Ordinary people's fire is like a bright candle, and the talented people's furnace is as hot as an oven. But those who are unworldly can gestate the three talented fires in their chests into the embryo of the Great Sun. As their cultivation level increases, they can become the furnace of the Great Sun.

Power."

Yang Feng had to go through a lot of hardships in order to conceive the embryo of Da Ri. Now that he has rebuilt it, he will not take any detours.

Yang Ao was so shocked by this statement that he could not speak for a long time. The huge Qingtie Mansion had never heard of this statement before. This was probably a trick of the gods with such a big heart.

"Feng'er, where did you hear this? Don't be deceived by people with ulterior motives. Do you know how many people are unable to succeed because of their age and are stuck in one realm forever?"

Yang Feng is a genius, and the other three families also know it. Who knows if someone will secretly use some means to cut off Yang Feng's path of cultivation.

"When has a child ever done something he was unsure of? I have found a way to conceive an embryo of the Sun, and it will take at least half a month to succeed."

Yang Ao pondered for a moment before nodding and said: "At most half a month, if anything goes wrong, my father will forcefully penetrate the Qi Sea and let you step into the Qi Gathering Realm."

"My father is worried."

"Dad, the topic you and your brother are talking about is so boring. Let's go eat quickly. I'm so hungry."

Yang Yuling took Yang Ao's hand and started to act coquettishly. Yang also rolled her eyes at Yang Ao: "The child has just come back and has a good rest. We will talk about your cultivation matters later."

Time passed quickly as the family of four chatted, and the smell of rice drifted in through the crack in the door.

"Let's go, let's eat first."

As soon as he sat down at the dinner table, Yang Feng frowned and asked in confusion: "Dad, why didn't you see the other elders?"

Usually, there were more than just their family of four at the dinner table. Elders, big and small, and managers at all levels would gather together and discuss the current situation of the family after eating. This was the first time Yang Feng had seen such a deserted situation.

Yang Ao's expression froze, and he didn't say anything for a long time. It was Yang who answered: "They have something to discuss and won't be here at noon. You must have missed the food at home after being out for so long. Eat more."

Although Yang Feng sensed something was wrong, he still chose not to ask. Hundreds of thousands of years of practice had already given him the mentality of not being surprised. No matter what happened, he would know sooner or later.

"Boom!"

Yang Yuling, who was eating, suddenly turned pale and dropped the spoon in her hand, breaking the solemn atmosphere.

"Linger, are you okay?"

Yang Feng turned to look at Yang Yuling, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, he accidentally saw a bruise on Yang Yuling's delicate wrist that was blocked by the cuff.

Yang Yuling subconsciously shrank her hands and covered the bruises under her sleeves.

Yang Ao and Yang's expressions also became gloomy. Yang Feng gently grabbed Yang Yuling's hand and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Ling'er, show me to your brother."

Pulling up his cuffs, Yang Feng's expression, which was originally as warm as the warm sun in winter, suddenly turned cold. There were bruises one after another on his smooth, tender and white arms, just like an unsightly lump on a masterpiece.

of ink.

"Ling'er told brother who did this?"

Yang Feng asked softly.

Yang Yuling gritted her teeth, shook her head and said, "Ling'er touched it by herself when she was playing."

Seeing tears welling up in his eyes and grievances written all over his face, Yang Feng nodded and gently rubbed the bruised area. The warm air flow penetrated along the pores and scattered the bruises under the skin.

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"Eat well, Ling'er. After you finish, my brother will play with you."

Yang Yuling's tears finally burst out of her eyes. She hugged Yang Feng's neck and cried: "Brother, please don't abandon Ling'er in the future, okay?"

"Silly girl, don't cry. From now on, my brother will take you wherever he goes. Our family will never be separated again."

Yang Ao and Yang's expressions became increasingly ugly. Although there was unknown anger in their hearts, they could only suppress it.

"Okay, brother, I'll feed you."

As he spoke, Yang Feng picked up the porridge on the table and blew the heat away before bringing it to Yang Yuling's mouth.

"Tsk tsk, what a heart-warming scene. I didn't expect Yang Feng, a short-lived creature like you, to still be alive?"

A strange voice suddenly sounded, and a fat man wearing a silk floral robe, with a slightly stout figure and a face full of fat walked in from the door.


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