Chapter two hundred and twentieth day shortage guarantee]
The naughty child is Bai Yu's son.
Well, it was born to Li Qian's sister, who is almost five years old.
The five-year-old child has grown to about one meter and two, and among the many naughty children, he is not tall.
This is a sad story...
Of course, as an older sister, the naughty child's mother is almost in the sky and under the earth compared to Li Qian.
Although the height difference seems to be, if you only look at your figure, as your sister, Li Xiang is definitely a slim and slender beauty.
This is the difference between Victoria's Secret and Barbarian King!
Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.
Just as Zhao Yang asked the character to pick up the naughty child, Bai Yu took Li Xiang and Shi Shi to come over.
"Brother Zhao!"
From a distance, Bai Yu waved his hand and called him.
"Yeye! Yeye! Yeye helps me beat him!"
Before Zhao Yang could reply, the naughty child in the character's arms struggled to jump to the ground and ran towards Bai Yu.
What greeted Bai Yu was Zhao Yang's "hehe" expression.
Bai Yu: "???"
Looking at Zhao Yang's smile, Bai Yu shivered and slapped his son on the ass.
"What nonsense? Then you are Uncle Zhao!"
"Yeah! He pinched me!"
"Where did you pinch?"
"here!"
The naughty child pointed to his face, and the place where Zhao Yang just pinched was still red.
"Yeah, beat him up!"
If you can beat him, can you think I can still keep him?
She glared at her naughty child with a grudge. Bai Yu licked a big face and said dryly: "Brother Zhao, look, this child doesn't listen to discipline, which makes you worry too much..."
"Children are good kids."
Zhao Yang still looked at him with a smile: "It's just that I'm not dealing with my father."
Bai Yu: "...".
"puff."
Li Xiang chuckled lightly beside Bai Yu.
Seeing his man joking with Zhao Yang, Li Xiang whispered: "Uncle discussed things with many years, so I will take Xiaofei to play."
As he said that, Li Xiang nodded to the two of them and pulled the angry naughty child away.
When she walked away, Bai Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
He patted Zhao Yang on the shoulder twice and said, "You don't know. After listening to Li Liang's order this morning, Li Qian ran to my house and almost dismantled my armor back then. She kept asking me to report that she would not kill the Taoist Zixu, and she couldn't calm down."
"Don't change the topic, why do you practice it?"
"Uh...that's all about the child's home, just listen."
Bai Yu was embarrassed.
Let him fight Zhao Yang now?
Even if Zhao Yang is tied up, he can't beat him with just a sword!
Thinking of this, Bai Yu couldn't help feeling sad.
Seeing this, Zhao Yang shook his head and said:
"Okay, don't pretend. You can survive if your spine is broken. Now you can run around like a person who is fine. With your son, what else do you want to ask for?"
"I..."
"You're so bad, if you have this time, you might as well think about how to teach your son more powerfully, at least you must be better than you, right?"
"I..."
"I think that kid is quite energetic."
"Brother Zhao!"
After hearing Zhao Yang say this, Bai Yu's eyes lit up and said, "Why would you rather let Xiaofei worship Brother Zhao's subordinates and ask for advice? My boy has been respecting the immortal way since he was a child, and now Brother Zhao praises him again..."
"roll."
Zhao Yang rolled his eyes: "Have you even hit my head?"
After being scolded by Zhao Yang, Bai Yu didn't care. Instead, he laughed and said, "Brother Zhao's pure Yang learning must be handed over to future generations, right?"
"Bai Yu..."
"Hehe, I'm right?"
"I can live for at least a thousand years. Do you think your son can live longer than me?"
Bai Yu: "...".
I can't talk about it this day!
Seeing that Bai Yu did not speak, Zhao Yang chuckled and shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't teach you, but that my vein needs a pure yang body to lay the foundation. Xiao Fei's physical nature is not consistent. Even if he enters the door, he will eventually stop before the Golden Pill..."
This time, Zhao Yang did not lie to him. The Pure Yang Zifu Golden Pill Skill itself requires the Pure Yang body as the foundation to manifest the True Fire Burner. If there is no Pure Yang body, just like Zhao Yang remembers, even if Lian Cheng is lucky, he will be just a broken dead baby in the end.
The golden elixir lasts three hundred years, and the primordial spirit lives for thousands of years.
The Nascent Soul is between the two, and its physical body has a 300-year life. If you rely on the Nascent Soul to seize the body or use elixirs to extend your life, you can live for 800 years.
But this is the extreme!
If you don’t become a soul, don’t imagine using genius treasures to prolong your life to 129,600 years like the Earth Immortal...
This is also the reason why the Yuanshen monk is respected as a great monk and an earth immortal.
The limit of soul, no change...
Unlike monks, if you follow the Qin people's martial souls, you will have a life of 300 yuan as long as you cultivate the true martial arts pill.
This is not a bad sentence.
But even if these warriors practiced to the point of being the soul, their life span was only 300...
But compared to the Taoist's golden elixir, the martial arts true elixir is obviously much easier to practice.
At least there is no need for such massive resources as Zhao Yang...
So, after hearing Zhao Yang say that his son had no hope of even joining the elixir, Bai Yu could only shake his head and sigh:
"This is why my cub has no fate with the immortal..."
"Um?"
Zhao Yang looked at him and said, "There are not only two great monks living in the Shangyin Academy Palace. Xiao Fei cannot leave my Chunyang and the other Taoist sects. "
"Feable?" Bai Yu laughed: "Brother Zhao, do you really think these souls will teach me the Qin people with your heart?"
Zhao Yang frowned.
Seeing that Zhao Yang didn't understand, Bai Yu took a breath and said, "Since the Jin Dynasty, there were some outsiders entering the Yilong Valley. Until now, the number of descendants of my Qin people who have worshipped in the Taoist sect is over a thousand, but only eight people can cultivate the Golden Elixir!
There is no one like the Nascent Soul!
Over the years, the only one who has cultivated the Nascent Soul is the inheritor of the old wizard of the Witch Ancestor lineage, which is the priest emperor sacrifice of the ancestors!
You said! Is this because of the lack of talent in the Qin people, who don’t work hard to practice, or those who are not taught carefully!”
Facing Bai Yu's forced question, Zhao Yang looked at each other speechlessly.
He knew in his heart that no one was surprised by this matter. The truth was because the powerful people in the Creation Game did not intend to let the Qin people cultivate immortals at first, and did not create a physique suitable for the Qin people to cultivate immortals at all...
But how could he say this to Bai Yu?
Is it said that you were the boss's life, and now you can achieve something hegemony, or is it because I have betrayed you?
Thinking of this.
Zhao Yang had no choice but to pat Bai Yu on the shoulder and said:
"Every peck and drink can be determined by heaven. I can't say that these souls now have the intention to give the Qin people a lot of gifts?"
"Thank you all?"
"I remember that there are three casual cultivators who have no background living in my Shangyin Academy..."
Speaking of this, Zhao Yang closed his mouth.
Bai Yu's glasses lit up.
He saw him hugging his fists at Zhao Yang, laughing and turning around and leaving.
Chapter completed!