In the back hill of the Yang family, a child of seven or eight years old was walking around. Sometimes he was as quiet as a virgin, sometimes he moved like a stray rabbit. When he punched, there was a strong air current.
Yang Xiaotian has been in this world for seven years. He has been practicing Tai Chi since he was four years old.
In his previous life, he was a descendant of the Wudang Sect on Earth. The Tai Chi Sutra was a profound and profound skill of the Wudang Sect. Although he had only been practicing for three years now, he already had considerable internal strength in his body.
Even though he is still a child, he can knock back an ordinary adult several meters with one punch, and two or three ordinary adults cannot get close to him.
While Yang Xiaotian was practicing the Tai Chi Sutra, the sound of footsteps came from the foot of the mountain.
Yang Xiaotian knew who was coming without looking back.
He stopped practicing and looked at a little girl with long braids, round and big eyes, cute and elfin.
Seeing the little girl, Yang Xiaotian smiled.
The little girl is his sister Yang Ling'er, one year younger than him.
Yang Ling'er walked up the mountain and saw Yang Xiaotian from a distance. She smiled sweetly and said, "Brother, I knew you secretly came to the back mountain to play monkey tricks again."
Playing monkey?
Yang Xiaotian had black lines on his forehead and said: "This is not a monkey trick, this is Wudang's profound and unique Tai Chi Sutra." He had explained it to this girl so many times.
Yang Ling'er stuck out her tongue and said with a mischievous smile: "It's just a monkey trick."
Yang Xiaotian was speechless. Anyway, every time they quarreled, he couldn't defeat this girl.
"What are you looking for for me?" Yang Xiaotian looked at this brat-looking sister warily. Every time she came to the back mountain to look for him, she would be up to no good.
"It's your father and mother who are looking for you." Yang Ling'er shook her pigtails with a mysterious look on her face: "It seems that she wants to take you into the city to awaken your martial spirit."
The martial soul awakens!
Yang Xiaotian was shocked.
Of course he knows that this world is called the martial soul world, and when a child reaches a certain age, he must awaken his martial soul.
Only by awakening the martial spirit can one practice.
Yang Xiaotian clenched his fists and felt excited. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time. He had been in this world for a few years, and he had long wanted to know whether he had a martial spirit, or what kind of martial spirit he possessed.
"Brother, go back quickly. If your father and mother can't find you, they will be so angry that they will spank you again." Yang Ling'er said seriously with her pink face raised.
"Okay, let's go back quickly." Yang Xiaotian smiled and tugged on Yang Ling'er's pigtails, and walked down the mountain to Yangjiazhuang.
Yang Ling'er chased after her and shouted: "Brother, if you dare to pull my braid again, I will tell my mother and others that you are playing monkey in the back mountain."
The brother and sister laughed and chased each other one after the other.
Soon, I returned to Yangjiazhuang.
When we returned to Yangjiazhuang, many people had gathered in the hall. This time the martial arts awakened, in addition to Yang Xiaotian, there was also his uncle's son Yang Zhong in Yangjiazhuang.
When Yang Chao saw his son Yang Xiaotian coming back, he snorted and kept a straight face, but it was not easy to reprimand Yang Xiaotian in public, so he glared at Yang Xiaotian and told him to deal with you when he comes back.
Grandpa Yang Xiaotian, the old owner of Yangjiazhuang, Yang Ming, saw that everyone had arrived and said loudly: "Since everyone is here, let's set off."
Because only the nearby Xingyue City has the magic circle for martial soul awakening, everyone's goal this time is Xingyue City.
Yangjiazhuang is not far from Xingyue City, so more than an hour later, everyone arrived at the square of Xingyue City where the martial arts awakening took place.
The square where the martial spirit awakens is open. As long as you pay a certain amount of gold coins, you can awaken the martial spirit.
When everyone arrived, a lot of people had already gathered in the square. In addition to Yangjiazhuang, some disciples from other families in Xingyue City also came to awaken their martial spirits. It was quite lively.
Soon, it was the turn of everyone in the Yang family.
After Yang Ming stepped forward to pay the fee for awakening the martial spirit, the masters from Xingyue City poured in their power and activated the formation. Suddenly, a hexagonal formation pattern rose from the ground.
"Zhong'er, you come first." Yang Ming smiled kindly and waved to Yang Zhong.
Yang Chong was the grandson of the Yang family, and Yang Ming doted on him.
"Yes, Grandpa." Yang Zhong responded, and walked to the center of the formation pattern under the gaze of everyone.
Encapsulated by the power of the formation pattern, Yang Zhong's whole body was surging with light. Suddenly, a phoenix cry resounded throughout the world, and a giant bird appeared in the sky above Yang Zhong's head.
This giant bird, with its whole body covered in flames and its wings spread out, was actually ten meters long, and an astonishing power filled the air.
Everyone at the scene was shocked.
Yang Ming looked at the giant bird in front of him. After being surprised, he could not help but tremble with excitement: "It's Qingluan! It's Qingluan, the tenth level martial spirit!"
The martial soul levels are from low to high, ranging from one to ten, or super martial souls beyond level ten.
Super is extremely rare, and level 10 is already a genius. No wonder Yang Ming is so excited.
Yang Zhong's father, Yang Hai, and all the masters from the Yang family who came here were extremely excited.
"Congratulations to the head of the Yang family." Li Guang, the head of the Li family at the scene, stepped forward, clasped his fists at Yang Ming and said with a smile: "The Yang family has produced an incredible genius, which is really enviable."
The Li family is one of the largest families in Xingyue City, and its strength is a bit stronger than that of the Yang Family Village. When Yang Ming heard this, he laughed loudly, clasped his fists and smiled politely: "Thank you, Brother Li. Please take care of me in the future." Who cares?
Everyone could see the pride and excitement in Yang Ming's heart.
Masters from other families in Xingyue City also stepped forward to congratulate Yang Ming and Yang Hai.
Yang Ming and Yang Hai laughed from ear to ear.
In everyone's envious eyes, Yang Zhong walked out of the formation radiantly. Although he was still young, he also understood what the tenth level martial spirit meant.
From now on, he will be the proud son of heaven!
When he passed by Yang Xiaotian, he gave Yang Xiaotian a proud look.
Seeing Yang Zhong's pride, Yang Xiaotian frowned. Although Yang Zhong was his uncle's son, relying on his grandfather's doting on him, he often targeted him and his sister Yang Ling'er.
Although Yang Zhong was the first to stir up trouble every time, his grandfather always favored Yang Zhong, and it was he and his sister Yang Ling'er who were often reprimanded.
"Xiaotian, it's your turn." At this time, Yang Ming said to Yang Xiaotian.
Yang Xiaotian responded, and then walked towards 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 world of martial arts, whether one has a martial soul and the level of the martial soul will determine a person's future.
The other family masters in Xingyue City at the scene also looked at Yang Xiaotian. They also wanted to know what kind of martial spirit Yang Xiaotian, who was also Yang Ming's grandson, had awakened.
Yang Chao also looked at his son nervously and at the same time prayed silently in his heart.
In the center of the formation pattern, wrapped in the power of the formation pattern, Yang Xiaotian felt very warm, and soon, light surged around him.
Yang Chao's heart tightened.
Buzz!
As a subtle voice sounded, a shadow flew out of Yang Xiaotian's body and appeared in the sky behind him.