Chapter 31: A nice girl, but she has a big mouth
The morning mist is lingering and the distant mountains are dark blue.

As soon as the sky in the east began to turn pale, Yang Ling got up early.

In the past, he would sleep until he woke up naturally, but since Yunhua left, he became more diligent in sleeping as he couldn't sleep alone.

But he was not the first one to get up.

After putting on his clothes and washing up briefly, Yang Ling walked out of the bedroom.

In the courtyard, there are rockeries, stone pools, flourishing flowers and plants, and dots of morning dew, like countless pearls dotted on the ground.

Winding up along a bluestone path, there are tall green bamboos on both sides, and the bamboo leaves rustle when the wind blows.

Passing through the winding corridor, a childish "hum-ha" sound came from the moon gate in the back garden.

Yang Ling smiled slightly and slowed down his pace, not wanting to disturb his son's practice.

He stopped beside the Moon Gate and saw his eldest son Yang Zhao standing in the open space in the center of the garden, holding a pair of thick bronze chains in his hands, and was training his strength and physique.

Every swing was accompanied by his childish shouts, his voice revealing an indomitable tenacity.

Although Yang Zhao is still very young, he has an upright posture, his skin is a healthy wheat color due to long-term exercise, and his young face is full of seriousness and concentration.

His lower abdomen rose and fell gently with the rhythm of his breathing, and every breath he exhaled was like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, full of power.

As he continued to breathe in and out, the blood and energy above his head evaporated, as strong as a dragon, appearing exceptionally vigorous.

Suddenly, as if breaking through some kind of limit, bursts of wind and thunder sounded around him, and the breath he exhaled was like little white dragons, circling and dancing in the air.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ling also became secretly nervous.

He knew that Yang Zhao was about to make a breakthrough.

If successful, you will reach a new level. But if you fail, the agitated spiritual energy may hurt yourself.

As Yang Zhao's spiritual energy circulated, the air around him seemed to begin to vibrate, and streams of air swirled around his body, forming invisible whirlpools.

Suddenly, a high-pitched and passionate elephant cry sounded, and at the same time, a tremendous force emanated from his young body, rushing out in all directions with him as the center.

"Pfft~"

The flowers and plants around suffered a disaster. In an instant, they were destroyed to pieces, and broken branches and leaves were scattered all over the ground.

Looking down from a high altitude, a circle with a diameter of about ten feet suddenly appeared in the center of the small garden.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ling was filled with admiration.

He knew that Yang Zhao's Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Power had achieved some success and entered the realm of Giant Elephant, which was why he was able to make such a majestic elephant sound.

Yang Zhao was able to do this at such a young age, which shows that his talent and understanding are far beyond the reach of ordinary children.

More importantly, his strong and tenacious character, as well as his persistent love for spiritual practice, make people see the unlimited possibilities for his future achievements.

At this time, Yang Zhao, who had just successfully broken the mirror, put down the chain in his hand, slowly exhaled a long breath, and a look of uncontrollable joy appeared on his face.

Yang Ling coughed lightly and walked into the garden.

When Yang Zhao heard the noise, he turned around and saw his father. He immediately smiled the pure smile that only a child can have.

"Father!"

Yang Zhao quickly ran to Yang Ling and said excitedly: "I have already mastered the mysterious skills you taught me!
listen!"

As he spoke, Yang Zhao circulated his profound skills, and suddenly bursts of wind and thunder and a loud and high-pitched elephant cry came out of his body. At this time, Yang Zhao was like a naughty boy who got good grades and couldn't wait to go home and show his treasures. He was completely different from the resolute and tenacious appearance just now.

In fact, Yang Zhao has always acted like a little adult in front of outsiders. Only when facing his family will he let down his guard and show his childish side.

Yang Ling reached out and touched his son's head, and gave him a thumbs up with pride, "It's only been less than two months, and you've already mastered the profound skills. This is truly amazing!
However, you have been working too hard recently.

You must remember that whether you are cultivating or being a good person, you must take one step at a time and never rush into anything. "

Yang Zhao nodded vigorously, with a firm light in his eyes: "Father, don't worry, I will pay attention."

Looking at his expression, Yang Ling knew that he didn't really listen.

Although this son is young, he is very opinionated and will stick to what he has decided on.

Yang Ling didn't know whether this was good or bad, he could only pay more attention to him and prevent him from going to extremes.

At this time, a maid came hurriedly.

"Sir, Miss Yin from the General's Mansion and her friends are here to visit..."

Before she finished speaking, a dashing figure appeared behind her, looking at Yang Ling, clasping his fists and saying with a smile: "Brother Yang, how are you?"

Then, Li Jing also walked in quickly, complaining as he walked in: "Didn't we agree to wait in the flower hall? Why did you just barge in...

Ah, Brother Yang, please don't blame us, we were rude."

Yin Shi Niang said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you so nagging? Brother Yang is not an outsider, he will definitely not blame me...right, Brother Yang?"

Yang Ling looked at the two men walking into the garden one after the other and couldn't help but feel a headache.

Ever since the trip to Meishan, the two of them had often come to his house, asking Yunhua to guide them in their practice in various ways.

This is nothing, just treat it as a way to spice up your life.

But Yin Shiniang was used to being in the army, and had never been particular about details. Every time she came, she made a lot of noise, making the originally quiet and elegant inner courtyard of the Yang Mansion a mess, like a stage for a play.

Yang Ling originally had a good impression of this true-hearted female knight, but now he can only sigh: She is a good girl, but it's a pity that she has a big mouth.

"Shouldn't you guys be practicing so early in the morning? How come you have time to come to my place?"

Yang Ling waved his hand to let the maid leave first, then looked at Li Jing and Yin Shiniang curiously, "Could something have happened?"

Yin Shiniang didn't keep the secret and directly took out a bright red invitation from her sleeve and said straightforwardly, "It's nothing big. We are getting married in early October. Today I specially came to invite Brother Yang and his family to Chentangguan to watch the ceremony."

It’s not a big deal!
Yang Ling clearly saw the corners of Li Jing's mouth twitching slightly.

If getting married is not a big deal, then what is?

I guess only Yin Shiniang could say this.

"Congratulations!" Yang Ling took the invitation, looked at Li Jing with a smile, and said jokingly, "Brother Li, you came to our Guanjiangkou this time and successfully got the beauty. I'm afraid you must be very happy, right?"

Li Jing nodded vigorously, then hurriedly changed the subject, looking at Yang Zhao who was standing quietly beside him and asked, "Brother Yang, were you teaching the child to practice martial arts just now?"

Yang Ling shook his head. "He worked hard on his own. I just watched from the side."

"That's right." Li Jing smiled and said, "Brother Yang's two children are both extremely talented, far beyond the reach of ordinary people. With Brother Yang's current Qi training skills, I'm afraid you can no longer teach him, right?

If Brother Yang doesn't mind, why don't you let me teach you how to practice?"

(End of this chapter)