The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

( ) Huang Ziyang's arm was covered with plaster and bandages. He stood pitifully in front of a middle-aged man.

Snapped!

The middle-aged man suddenly slapped a palm, and a corner of the solid wooden table was smashed into pieces.

"It's unreasonable. The Ye family really thinks that there is no one in my Huang family? My son is being bullied."

"Dad, the Ye family didn't take you and our Huang family seriously at all, and they wanted to kill me for an insignificant kid. It's really deceiving." Huang Ziyang fanned the flames.

This middle-aged man is Huang Biao, the head of the Huang family, nicknamed Huang Si, but now no one dares to call him Huang Si, no matter in the business field or on the road, people respectfully call him Huang Zong or Huang Ye.

"Master Huang, Ye Tianlei broke in." Suddenly, one of his subordinates hurried in and shouted.

Huang Biao stood up abruptly, his expression changed drastically, and he said: "I was about to look for him, but he came to the door by himself. Hmph, I haven't seen him for a long time. I used to be only the eighth grade Houtian, but now I have I have successfully practiced to the Ninth Grade of Houtian, which is the same level as Ye Tianlei, and I want him to know how powerful I am."

boom!

Several subordinates flew in like kites with broken strings, and Ye Tianlei appeared in the hall in the next second.

"Ye Tianlei, you are too much!" Huang Biao took a step forward, staring at Ye Tianlei and said.

Ye Tianlei jokingly said: "I'm going too far? Hmph, don't you ask what good deed your son has done. Not only almost killed my daughter, but also killed my little friend Tang Zheng. I won't let you have a longer memory. I thought my Ye family was easy to bully."

"Nonsense, it's clear that Feng Siniang is bullying others. How do you think my son has been hurt?"

"What do you do with so much nonsense, see the truth under your hands." Ye Tianlei knows Huang Biao's temperament too well. The stronger you are, the more afraid he is, and the weaker you are, the more he will bully others.

Ye Tianlei made a move. Immediately, there was a strong wind, and the momentum in the whole room suddenly changed. Huang Ziyang flew out and fell on the wall.

Huang Biao attacked with lightning, but as soon as the fist reached Ye Tianlei, it was difficult to get an inch in, and then a strong force rushed towards him. Huang Biao took a few steps back and smashed a lot of furniture before he could barely stop. The hall was like a Like a typhoon, the furniture was tilted and messy.

Ye Tianlei only made one move,

It was a simple move, but the situation changed suddenly, and Huang Biao's self-confidence was instantly destroyed.

Originally, he thought that he had reached the ninth rank of Houtian, which was comparable to Ye Tianlei's strength, but Ye Tianlei's displayed strength completely overwhelmed him. It seemed that Houtian and Xiantian were only one level behind, but in fact there was a world of difference.

"Have you reached Xiantian?" Huang Biao asked in disbelief.

Ye Tianlei snorted coldly, and said: "Don't think that you can call the wind and rain in Changheng City because you are the Ninth Grade Houtian. Only by keeping a low profile can you live longer."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Tianlei stepped on the ground with his right foot, clicked, the ground quickly cracked, and finally turned into a spider-like sheet, which was shocking. If the kick hit the body of a person, one can imagine how serious the consequences would be.

The innate realm is really extraordinary.

Ye Tianlei left, leaving only the Huang family father and son in shock, with huge waves in their hearts.

Tang Zheng and his grandfather returned home. Not long after, Tang Dahai woke up and realized that he was at home. His expression was a little confused, and he said, "Xiao Zheng, am I not in the hospital? Why did I come home? Eh, I remember that someone came to the hospital to look for him. I……"

Hearing this, Tang Zheng quickly interrupted him and said, "Grandpa, don't you want to go home? Let's just come back."

Tang Dahai was diverted from the topic, he brows happily, nodded hurriedly, and said: "Yes, going home is much more comfortable than the hospital, and it also saves money. I must have spent a lot of money in the hospital during this time, alas, that money It’s reserved for your college tuition.”

"Grandpa, you don't need much money in the hospital, and you don't have to worry about the tuition fee. I can go to work during the summer vacation, and the tuition fee is not a problem." Tang Zheng already has two hundred thousand in cash, so he doesn't have to worry about money for the time being.

"It's too tiring to work part-time during the holidays. Your main task is to study. How can you waste time working part-time?"

"Grandpa, this is called social practice. Now the school advocates this, and with social practice, it will be easier to find a job in the future." Tang Zheng found a reason.

Tang Dahai smiled gratifiedly, and said, "Our little Zheng has really grown up and knows a lot more than grandpa."

"Grandpa, you should rest at home these few days, and I'll cook." Tang Zheng said and limped towards the kitchen.

"Xiaozheng, what's wrong with your leg?" Tang Dahai asked with concern after his complexion changed.

"It's nothing, I accidentally fell down while walking, it will be fine in two days." Tang Zheng's tolerance for pain far exceeds that of ordinary people, plus he has true energy to heal his wounds, even though he was injured by a gunshot wound, he can still keep walking.

Tang Zheng made dinner, finished dinner with his grandfather, and when his grandfather fell asleep, he took out the antique box from under the bed, opened the box, and a chill came out of his face.

"Boy, after absorbing the pure yin power of Yin Dao tonight, you can reach the third level of qi refining." Tian Chanzi said excitedly, the stronger Tang Zheng's skill is, the stronger Tian Chanzi's soul will be .

Tang Zheng restrained his mind, raised the yin knife with both hands, and turned the ancient scroll to the sky. Immediately, the surging pure yin power penetrated from the big knife into Tang Zheng's palm, then flowed through the whole body along the meridians, and finally gathered in the nine major Among the main meridians.

hiss~

Tang Zheng gasped, as if he had fallen into an ice hole, and his body was instantly frozen. This was several times more than the pure yin power he absorbed from Fang Shishi. If an ordinary person absorbed so much With the power of pure yin, he would die violently immediately, but Tang Zheng didn't, his body's endurance far surpassed that of ordinary people.

Huh~

A fiery force rippling from the nine meridians immediately neutralized the power of pure yin, Tang Zheng felt warm, and the cold feeling was instantly dispelled.

Tang Zheng understood that this was the effect of the Nine Yang Holy Physique, he continued to absorb the pure Yin power of the Yin Knife, and after a while, the Nine Yang Holy Physique neutralized the pure Yin power again.

And so on, back and forth...

The sky turned pale, Tang Zheng opened his eyes suddenly, as if a light had flashed, his face was filled with joy, and his eyes fell on the Yin knife involuntarily, the light on the Yin knife had been completely exhausted, Turned into a rusty look.

Tang Zheng's hand moved slightly, clicked, and the Yin knife broke into pieces.

"This is an ancient knife. Because of the blessing of pure yin power, it becomes a precious knife that cuts iron like mud. Now the pure yin power is completely absorbed by you. When it is exposed to the air, it will naturally lose its light. .” Tian Chanzi explained.

Tang Zheng understood that this was actually the result of rapid oxidation. He got out of bed and stretched his muscles and bones, feeling better than ever. He really wanted to yell: I have finally reached the third level of Qi training.

At this moment, each of the nine main meridians has three inches of true energy, which fills the meridians, giving him inexhaustible strength.

"Hey, the wound on the leg doesn't seem to hurt as much as yesterday."

"Boy, congratulations." Tian Chanzi said happily.

"Tian Chanzi, thank you." Tang Zheng said sincerely, if he hadn't met Tian Chanzi, his life would not have changed so much, and his grandfather would have left him.

"Your grandpa still has two days to live. Today I will teach you the art of alchemy. After one day, you will be able to practice life-extending pills, and your grandpa will be saved."

Tang Zheng was full of confidence. In addition to refining alchemy, he could also practice spells at the third grade of Qi Refining. His path of self-cultivation could be regarded as a real journey. What awaited him would be even more magnificent scenery and the world.

"Xiao Zheng, get up and eat, you have to go to school later." Tang Dahai's voice came from outside the door.

Tang Zheng walked out in a hurry, only to find that his grandfather had already woken up and made breakfast.

"Grandpa, why do you get up so early, you should wait for me to do it."

Tang Dahai smiled kindly and said, "I'm old and sleep lightly, so I get up early to make you breakfast, and I don't know how much more breakfast I can make for you." As he spoke, his eyes gradually dimmed.

Tang Zheng felt a pain in his heart, Grandpa must know that his time is numbered.

Tang Zheng ate breakfast in silence, held back the tears that were about to fall, and told himself silently that grandpa would not die, and he would continue to be with him.

Tang Dahai put down his chopsticks after eating a little, looked at Tang Zheng quietly, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Tang Zheng nodded: "It's delicious, the food made by grandpa is the best."

"Hehe, silly boy, grandpa's craftsmanship is very rough, what's there to eat?"

"No, the food that grandpa cooks is delicious, the best food in the world." Tang Zheng said solemnly.

Tang Dahai smiled happily. Looking at Tang Zheng, time seemed to go back eighteen years. On that day, he went out to pick up trash as usual, but when he arrived at the garbage dump, he saw a rolled up quilt. He thought it was someone else The broken quilt lost at home naturally wanted to pick it up to see if it could be recycled, but when he opened the quilt, he found a baby wrapped in it, and the baby was staring at him with big round eyes, not crying , instead smiled at him.

That innocent smile captured his heart in an instant, giving him an urge to raise him up, but he didn't take Tang Zheng as his own right away, but carefully took him home and bought it for him. Milk powder and feeding bottles, carefully fed him, and then asked around if someone had lost a baby, but he had traveled almost all over Changheng City, and he hadn't heard of anyone who had lost a baby.

He finally understood that the little baby was an abandoned baby, and he thought it was a gift from God, so he decided to raise him. At that time, he was nearly fifty years old, and he decided to treat the baby as his grandson He has never been married, but with this baby, he feels that his life is complete, and no matter how hard or tired he is in the future, his face will always be full of smiles.

Grandparents and grandchildren depend on each other, time flies, and eighteen springs and autumns have passed, Tang Dahai still wants to continue to accompany him, watching him go to college, watch him work, watch him marry a wife and have children, but he knows that he He couldn't wait for that day, although he was a little regretful, but he was also satisfied, and thanked the heavens for giving him Tang Zheng.