Chapter 578 Yao Lao takes care of the baby
Wei Mansion.
In the early morning, the morning glow poured down, giving the entire mansion a light golden color.
In the garden, there are bursts of laughter and laughter.
On the grass, Zi Yan was playing with two little guys.
Not far away, under the shade of a willow tree, Wei Yang and others were sitting behind the desk, drinking tea, eating snacks, and chatting casually.
After leaving the Star Territory, the two of them also chose to relax for two days.
At this moment, Wei Yang leaned back on his chair lazily, squinting his eyes and looking at his children.
The two little guys are a little over four years old this year.
In another two years, we will almost be able to start teaching them how to practice.
Recently, he was thinking about studying the exercises, and planned to create two suitable exercises himself to lay the foundation for the two little guys.
With Wei Yang's current state, it shouldn't be difficult to create two low-level techniques with a little effort.
The yang attribute skills required by Wei Ye are not a big problem.
After all, the Yang genus is Wei Yang’s specialty.
However, the yin and yang attribute skills that Wei Shuo needs are a little troublesome, and he has to spend some time to study them carefully.
He also has no shortage of Yin attribute skills.
What is missing now is how to integrate the two attributes of yin and yang into one to achieve a perfect balance. This requires many attempts.
On the side, Yao Lao was smiling like a chrysanthemum, with a frown on his face. He never took his eyes off the two little guys. His eyes were full of love, and his love for licking the calf was beyond words.
He gently stroked his beard with a satisfied look on his face.
After suffering a catastrophe, life like this can be regarded as the end of all hardships for Yao Lao.
Over the past year, he has enjoyed playing with his grandson.
Now that his disciples are promising, he no longer needs to worry about them. He is now starting to think about how to properly teach his two precious disciples.
After all, he is a professional in education and does not accept any rebuttal.
The record is there, even the Big Three, our old friends, are willing to lose.
Double champion, who else is there?
Every time he thought of this, Yao Lao couldn't help but feel quite proud.
Of course, he would never mention Han Feng’s stain.
"Hmph, that old man Xuan Kongzi still wants to rob me." The old medicine hand twirled his gray beard, narrowed his eyes, and sneered in his heart.
The two disciples are both monster-level and excellent seedlings.
How could you possibly let that old guy Xuan Kongzi get a share of the pie?
What if he raises her crookedly?
Look at Song Qing’s kind, what the hell.
Also, the old lady Xuan Yi has also been eyeing Wei Shuo. In the past three days, she has been running here whenever she has something to do.
Yao Lao couldn't help but feel a little dark as he thought about it.
Damn it, everyone is being disrespectful and targeting my precious disciple.
He also licked his face and said something. Both children were born in Shengdan City, and their father was a candidate for the Danta giant, so the two children were from their Danta.
It’s simply unreasonable.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
What a deception!
Yao Lao was so angry that he even slept with one eye half open, for fear that his precious disciple would be abducted if he wasn't careful.
"We have to move back to Xingyun Pavilion as soon as possible."
He couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.
As the saying goes, you are not afraid of thieves stealing, but you are afraid of thieves missing you. It is not a problem to be so vigilant all the time.
He must be resurrected as soon as possible and then move back to Xingyun Pavilion. He doesn't want to stay in this Holy Pill City any longer.
"Huhu, it's so tiring to take care of the kids. I'm so exhausted." Zi Yan ran over panting, yelling, sat down, picked up a cup of tea in her little hand and raised her head to slurp. Pour it into your mouth.
Everyone was dumbfounded and laughed.
Even though Zi Yan looked like she was complaining, the proud look on her eyebrows betrayed her directly.
She enjoys her status as the eldest sister.
If anyone dares to snatch it from her, she will definitely fight against him.
Now the two little guys are like two little tails. Wherever Zi Yan goes, the two little guys follow her everywhere.
Can't even shake it off.
No. "Sister Zi Yan, I want to drink water too."
"I'm thirsty, I want to drink too."
The two little guys shouted in a milky voice road.
"No, just take the cup and pour it yourself." Zi Yan hummed, pouring the tea and drinking it.
"Come here, Master." Yao Lao had prepared warm water a long time ago, and dropped a drop of extremely pure medicinal liquid into the water, waving with a smile on his face.
The two little ones ran over quickly.
"Zai Zai, Nannan, drink slowly, don't choke." Yao Lao smiled, his eyes narrowed into thin slits.
On the side, Xiao Yan looked a little disgusted, glanced at the sleepy Wei Yang, leaned over, patted him, and joked: "Hey, Brother Wei, I feel that we have fallen out of favor. ”
Wei Yang raised his eyelids and turned over, too lazy to pay attention to this guy.
“Haha.” Seeing this, everyone laughed.
Even Venerable Iron Sword, who had always had a paralyzed face, had a rare smile on his face that was not so ugly.
"Mr. Yao, your disciple is jealous." Lord Tianhuo stroked his beard and teased.
Hearing this, Yao Lao glared at Xiao Yan angrily, and then continued to coax the two little guys to drink water.
Xiao Yan shrugged helplessly. The old saying about relatives separated by generations is indeed true.
Having disciples, grandchildren, disciples, etc., naturally becomes less popular.
I really envy these two little guys.
It can be said to be a true collection of thousands of favors.
Xiao Yan smacked his lips and thought about his past.
Alas, it’s okay not to mention it.
The atmosphere is pleasant and harmonious.
"Haha, you are all here, why are you so happy to chat?"
At this time, Master Feng walked over from a distance with a dusty face. Before anyone arrived, Lang Lang Laughter came first, "Oh? Wei Yang and Xiao Yan are out of seclusion?"
"Mr. Feng." Everyone greeted with a smile.
Qing Lin quickly put down her sewing and poured tea quickly.
Zun Feng sat down on a futon, took the teacup from Qinglin's hand, thanked him, and then smiled: "I went back to Xingyun Pavilion and made arrangements there. "
"Is everything okay over there?" Xiao Yan asked with concern.
"It's okay, the Soul Palace didn't come looking for trouble." Master Feng waved his hand and said: "When I left this time, I had asked them to activate the formation and temporarily close the pavilion."
< br>"It's okay. It seems that this Soul Palace is quite calm." Xiao Yan sneered, "I thought they couldn't cause us trouble and would go to Xingyun Pavilion to vent their anger."
"I'm afraid, the Soul Palace is also afraid of being ambushed by us, so it is so cautious and does not dare to act rashly." Lord Iron Sword said.
"That's most likely the case." Everyone nodded.
The current Soul Palace is probably a little scared.
After all, they suffered too much and suffered heavy losses several times, so they had to be cautious.
"Brother Wei's move when he left the Soul Mountain Range last time wiped out all directions. It seems that it really hurt them." Xiao Yan said with some gloating.
Everyone also looked at Wei Yang with a smile.
They still remember that when they retreated to the outskirts of the Dead Souls Mountains, when Muran looked back, he saw a huge black mushroom cloud rising.
Even though they were so far away from the explosion site, they could deeply feel the terror of the mushroom cloud.
That kind of power can be said to destroy the world.
It seemed as if the entire mountain of dead souls was trembling slightly.
In such a scene, you can just think about it with your toes and know what the fate of everyone in the Soul Palace will be.
After what happened, it is not surprising at all that the Soul Palace is afraid of being bombed.
Such a big explosion, at least at the level of Dou Zun, no matter whether it is high-level, peak, or even the ninth rank stage, there are really not many people who dare to say that they can handle it.
In this case, who dares to come and die rashly?
"Mr. Feng, what did you gain from going out this time?" Xiao Yan asked, his expression a little expectant.
Wei Yang also sat up slightly and looked over.
Everyone also looked at Master Feng.
Zun Feng went out this time to find a strange medicine that could help Yao Lao restore his soul.
(End of this chapter)