Chapter 1: World of Martial Spirits
The sun rises.
In the back of the Yang family, a seven or eight -year -old child is constantly walking, sometimes quiet like a virgin, sometimes moving like a rabbit, and in the boxing room, there is a strong air flow.
Yang Xiaotian has come to this world for seven years. From the age of four, he has practiced Tai Chi Jing.
In the previous life, he was a Wudang faction. This Taiji Scripture was a profound study of Wudang factions. Although he only practiced for three years now, he had internal strength in his body.
Don't look at him is still a child now. Under his punch, he can retreat a normal adult, and two or three ordinary adults can't get close to him.
Just when Yang Xiaotian practiced Tai Chi Jing, footsteps came from the foot of the mountain.
Yang Xiaotian knew who was coming without looking back.
He stopped cultivating. Looking at it, he was a little girl with a long braid, round eyes, and big, and she was cute with the elven girl.
Seeing the little girl, Yang Xiaotian smiled.
The little girl is his sister Yang Linger, one year old.
Yang Linger walked up the mountain and saw Yang Xiaotian from a distance, and laughed sweetly: "Brother, I know you secretly ran to the back mountain to play monkeys again."
Play monkeys?
Yang Xiaotian took the black line and said, "This is not a monkey, this is the Tai Chi Sutra of Wudang's high profile." He explained how many times he explained with this little girl.
Yang Linger spit out his tongue and smiled naughtyly: "It's a monkey."
Yang Xiaotian was speechless, anyway, every time he mixed his mouth, he couldn't say this chick.
"What are you looking for me?" Yang Xiaotian watched the younger sister of this person. Every time she came to Houshan to find him, it was not good.
"It's my father and mother looking for you." Yang Linger shook the little pigtail and looked mysteriously: "It seems that I want to take you into the city and wake up Wuhun."
Wushen awakens!
Yang Xiaotian shocked.
Wuhun awakens, of course, he knows that this world is called Wuhun world. When children reach a certain age, they must wake up Wuhun.
Only by awakening Wuhun can we cultivate.
Yang Xiaotian's fists were tight and emotional. On this day, he had been looking forward to it for a long time. For a few years in this world, he wanted to know if he had martial arts souls or what kind of martial arts.
"Brother, you go back, your father and mother can't find you, you must be angry again." Yang Linger's face was serious.
"Okay, then we will go back." Yang Xiaotian smiled and slammed Yang Linger's braid, and walked to Yangjiazhuang under the mountain.
Yang Linger chased behind: "Brother, you dare to braid me again, I told my mother that you are playing monkeys in the back mountain."
The two brothers and sisters chased with a smile.
Soon, returned to Yangjiazhuang.
When he returned to Yangjiazhuang, many people had gathered in the hall. This time Wuhun awakened. In addition to Yang Xiaotian, Yang Jiazhuang also had his uncle's son Yang Chong.
Yang Chao saw his son Yang Xiaotian returned and snorted, his face, but it was not easy to reprimand Yang Xiaotian in public. He glanced at Yang Xiaotian and waited for the kid.
Grandpa Yang Xiaotian, that is, Yang Ming, the owner of Yangjiazhuang, saw that people came to Qi, and said, "Since everyone is in Qi, then we will leave."
Because only the nearby Xingyue City has the magic array of Wuhun awakening, the purpose of this time is Xingyuecheng.
Yangjiazhuang was not far from Xingyue City, so more than an hour later, everyone came to Xingyue City for the square where Wuhun awakened.
The square in Wushun Awakening is open. As long as a certain gold coin is paid, Wuhun awakening can be performed.
When everyone came, the square had gathered many people. In addition to Yangjiazhuang, Xingyue City also had some disciples in other families to awaken Wuhun, which was very lively.
Soon, it was the Yang family.
After Yang Ming stepped forward to pay the cost of awakening martial arts, Xingyuecheng's masterpiece was filled and activated the formation method. Suddenly, a hexagonal formation pattern rose from the ground.
"Children, come first." Yang Ming smiled well and waved to Yang Zhong.
Yang Chong is the grandchildren of Yang, and Yang Ming loves it.
"Yes, Grandpa." Yang Chong said, in the gaze of everyone, reached the center of the formation pattern.
Under the power of the formation pattern, Yang Chong's whole body was surging. Suddenly, the phoenix sounded in the heavens and the earth sounded, and a giant bird appeared above Yang Chong over his head.
This giant bird, full of flames, and wings spreading, there are ten meters long, and an amazing power is filled.
Everyone was surprised at the scene.
Yang Ming looked at the giant bird in front of him. After surprised, he couldn't help trembling his whole body: "It is a blue cricket! It is the 10th level of martial arts!"
The grade of Wuhun is from low to high, which is one to ten or 10, or exceed 10 super Wuhun.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
It's very rare, and the tenth level is a genius, and it is no wonder that Yang Ming is so excited.
Yang Hai and Yang's masters from Yang Hai and Yang's family were very excited.
"Congratulations to the Yang family." Li Guang stepped forward at the scene and smiled at Yang Ming: "The Yang family has an extraordinary genius, which is really enviable."
The Li family is one of the largest families in Xingyue City. The strength is one point stronger than Yangjiazhuang. Yang Ming heard the words, laughed, and laughed at the fist politely: "Thank you brother Li, I would like to take care of Brother Li in the future." It can be seen that Yang Ming's pride and excitement.
Other family masters of Xingyue City also stepped forward to congratulate Yang Ming and Yang Hai.
Yang Ming and Yang Hai laughed and couldn't talk.
In the eyes of everyone's envy, Yang Zhong walked out of the formation with brilliance. Although he was still young, he also understood what a level 10 martial spirit meant.
In the future, he will be a child of destiny!
When he passed by Yang Xiaotian, he looked at Yang Xiaotian proudly.
Seeing Yang Zhong's pride, Yang Xiaotian frowned. Although Yang Zhong was his uncle's son, he often targeted him and his sister Yang Ling'er because of his grandfather's doting on him.
Although Yang Zhong always started trouble, his grandfather always sided with Yang Zhong, and he and his sister Yang Ling'er were often reprimanded.
"Xiaotian, it's your turn." At this time, Yang Ming said to Yang Xiaotian.
Yang Xiaotian responded, and then walked to the center of the formation pattern.
Because Yang Zhong was a level 10 martial spirit, he was somewhat nervous standing in the center of the formation pattern.
After all, in the martial spirit world, whether or not there is a martial spirit and the level of the martial spirit will determine a person's future.
Other masters from other families in Xingyue City were also looking at Yang Xiaotian. They also wanted to know what kind of martial spirit Yang Xiaotian had awakened as Yang Ming's grandson.
Yang Chao also looked at his son nervously, and prayed silently in his heart.
In the center of the formation pattern, Yang Xiaotian felt very warm, and soon, light surged on his body.
Yang Chao's heart tightened.
Buzz!
As a subtle sound rang out, a phantom flew out of Yang Xiaotian's body and appeared behind him and above his head.
