Dad, can you not take off your clothes? "Yang Chen looked at Situ Mingyang and Yang Xueli, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Chen'er, some of these medicines are to help you relax your muscles and joints, some are to promote better absorption of the elixir, and some are to help you relieve pain during the marrow washing process. They all have their own functions, so I won't introduce them one by one. How can you absorb them better if you don't take off your clothes?"

Yang Ao didn't see Yang Chen's embarrassment at all, and urged, "Hurry up."

Yang Chen turned his head to look at Situ Mingyang and Yang Xueli, and seeing that they had no intention of avoiding it, he had to lower his head and blushed and said, "Mother, sister, I want to take off my clothes, can you... can you avoid it for a while? "

"I am your mother, and you were born from my belly with great difficulty. I have seen everything. How old are you? You are still shy," Situ Mingyang had no intention of avoiding it. Yang Chen looked at Yang Xueli. Yang Xueli looked at him quietly with a smile in her eyes, and she did not avoid it at all.

Seeing through Yang Chen's thoughts, Yang Ao also held back his smile and said in a dignified manner: "A man should stand tall and upright. Why are you so shy? Why don't you go in quickly?"

Yang Chen was sure that his father was definitely doing it on purpose. Although he was young, he had heard Situ Mingyang tell him many stories about him before. The core of the story usually expressed how a certain person who pretended to be dignified was so black-bellied.

"Yang Chen had no choice but to think: "Whatever, you have seen it countless times, and it doesn't matter this time. At most, I will close my eyes. Anyway, I can't see it myself, so you can look at it however you want!" So he quickly took off all his clothes, climbed into the water tank, and only his head was left outside.

Seeing Yang Chen's self-righteous method, everyone was angry and amused, "You are exactly like your father. Situ Mingyang walked in and smoothed his hair, then laughed and scolded.

Yang Ao next to him said, "Madam is right, my son is as handsome as me." Situ Mingyang rolled his eyes at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense, what should be done next, what needs to be explained, tell Chen'er in advance, there can't be any mistakes this time.

"Remember, the process of congealing the meridians will be very painful and take a long time. You must endure it during this period, and you must keep your mind clear. Don't faint, otherwise the consequences will be very serious. Yang Ao was solemn and explained to Yang Chen again seriously.

Yang Chen knew that this time he was definitely not joking, and he also knew that he only had this one chance. He said with a firm look: "I remember it, don't worry!"

"Okay, let's start now," Yang Ao said, using his mysterious power to force out the medicinal power of various natural treasures in the water tank, and then slowly heated the water.

Yang Chen closed his eyes in the water tank, feeling the medicinal power in the water tank slowly seeping into his limbs and bones. Then Yang Ao took out the ninth-grade congealing meridian pill and handed it to Yang Chen's mouth for him to take. Situ Mingyang suddenly grabbed Yang Ao's arm and said nervously: "Is my husband really okay? Yang Xueli also looked at Yang Ao with the same worry.

Yang Ao comforted him, "Madam, Li'er, don't worry. I will never allow Xiaochen to get into trouble as long as I am here." Hearing Yang Ao's comfort, Situ Mingyang's arm trembled as he slowly let go of Yang Ao's arm, but his eyes were still full of worry.

After Yang Chen took the pill, he first felt a tearing sensation in his meridians, and at the same time, a burning sensation slowly spread from his chest to his whole body, followed by a pain like being cut by a thousand knives stimulating all parts of his body. The pain was higher and higher, as if he was experiencing an inhuman torture that was unbearable.

"Ah, Yang Chen couldn't bear it anymore, and screamed out with a splitting lung. Under the effect of the drug, countless tendons in his body were constantly torn and reshaped. This repeated ravage made Yang Chen truly experience what it meant to be unable to live or die.

Situ Mingyang couldn't bear to watch the screams. She was so powerless. If she could take Yang Chen's place, she would be willing to suffer such pain. She really wanted to stop, but she couldn't. She couldn't bear to see her child suffer such a miserable state. The only thing she could do was not to watch.

Yang Xueli's usually cold face frowned at this time. She held Situ Mingyang's hand tightly with both hands. Her eyes were full of pity and worry.

Yang Ao couldn't bear the screams. It's not that he had never experienced such pain. He had even experienced more pain than this. But he was definitely not Yang Chen's age at that time. You have to know that Yang Chen is only a nine-year-old child now, but he has to endure the pain that many adults can't bear. How can he not be worried?

"Chen'er, you must hold on. Keep your mind clear. If you can endure this time, you can practice normally. You must hold on." Facing Yang Chen's screams, Yang Ao could only encourage him constantly, because it all depends on him, and no one else can help.

After screaming heart-wrenchingly for more than three hours, the excruciating pain slowly subsided. Yang Chen went from being heart-wrenching to breathing heavily. Half an hour later, Yang Chen completely absorbed the elixir and successfully condensed his meridians.

"You are worthy of being my son. You did not disappoint your father. Good job." Yang Ao carried Yang Chen out of the water tank and took out a piece of clothing for him to change.

Yang Chen twisted his body, a little dazed: "Am I successful? Facing that kind of pain, he really thought about giving up, but when he thought of the powerlessness he had before, he resolutely persisted. He didn't want anyone to get hurt for him again. He wanted to become stronger and protect the people he wanted to protect. At this moment, this young body carried a heart that wanted to become stronger.

After the success of condensing the meridians, Yang Chen seemed to have grown a lot taller and his body became much stronger. He waved a few punches and found that his body had endless strength. "Is this the body after the change? ”

Yang Chen said: "I can finally practice now, I can finally practice, Yang Chen's hoarse voice echoed in the valley for a long time.

Yang Ao and others were relieved to see Yang Chen successfully condense his meridians. They were really happy for him and looked at Yang Chen with loving eyes.

"Chen'er come here, your father has a gift for you."

Hearing Yang Ao's call, Yang Chen stopped shouting and happily ran to Yang Ao and said hoarsely: "Daddy, what gift?"

Yang Ao took out a black scroll from the space ring and handed it to Yang Chen.

Then he said: Chen'er, this "War Emperor God-Splitting Art" and the "Great Dao Mysterious Sound Record" that your sister practiced were both accidentally picked up by your father when he was practicing in a valley. The one your sister practiced is a very systematic practice, although the quality is higher than this one,

But that practice is only suitable for people who practice the Tao through sound, not for you. This practice is a very good body training method, it can condense the cultivated mysterious power in the meridians. You were born with a broken dantian, so this practice can be said to be tailor-made for you, and it is very suitable for you to practice.

Yang Chen was extremely happy to get this tailor-made technique, and then asked with a little doubt: "Dad, this technique has different qualities? How are they classified?

"The technique is generally divided into five levels, from low to high, they are Spirit, Saint, Emperor, Divine, and Mysterious. Each level is divided into three levels: lower, middle, and upper. The volume in your hand is a Mysterious Intermediate Technique," Yang Ao patiently explained to Yang Chen.

"Mysterious Intermediate Technique, it's really amazing," Yang Chen's eyes lit up.

Then Yang Ao said earnestly: "The path of cultivation is to fight against the sky and people. If you don't pay attention, you will be wiped out. However, the external skills you practice are more difficult than others, and your progress is much slower than others, so you must keep your original intention, guard against arrogance and impatience, and keep your feet on the ground, understand?

Although Yang Chen was young, he understood Yang Ao's good intentions and immediately promised, "Don't worry, Daddy, I will never let you down. I'll go out first, Daddy." After saying that, he ran away with the scroll.

"What an impatient little guy," Yang Ao said with a tired look as he looked at Yang Chen going away.

Situ Mingyang approached Yang Ao, holding Yang Ao's hand, feeling the warmth from this man. He saw everything Yang Ao did. He always took it all by himself and never told anyone. She felt so distressed, but it was precisely because of this courageous man that Situ Mingyang decided to support him by his side for the rest of his life.

Yang Ao turned his head and looked at this woman who supported him unconditionally no matter what he did. In addition to pity, he also felt endless gratitude.

And Yang Xueli had already retreated unconsciously while the two of them were exchanging glances.

On the grass beside the lake, Yang Chen held the ancient scroll in his hand, and a few lines of solemn words appeared in front of him. Through the ancient scroll, Yang Chen seemed to be able to feel how arrogant the person who created this technique was.

"Practice the wonderful method of my war emperor splitting the gods, forge the invincible body of the supreme war emperor, and challenge the turmoil of the universe...