157: C157 A Greeting Gift

C157 A Greeting Gift

To be honest, even though Yang Jian had acknowledged Chu Yun as his master without hesitation, he didn't think Chu Yun was very powerful in his heart.

After all. . .

Chu Yun looked really young. He looked about the same age as Zhang Qin and the other two who had been defeated by him.

At this age, no matter how powerful he was, how powerful could he be?

But. . .

The appearance of this fruit made Yang Jian deeply realize that this young master of his seemed to be a little powerful!

Just the method of taking things from a distance was something that Yang Jian had never heard or seen before. The magical effect of this fruit had completely overturned Yang Jian's understanding.

To put it simply, it had a huge impact on his young mind.

"Master. . . Master. . . This fruit must be very expensive. . . "

Yang Jian looked at the fruit that he had bitten, but there was still half of it left. He felt very sorry in his heart.

The effect of this fruit was so good. With just a small bite, it was able to heal such a serious injury. It would be a waste to eat the remaining half of the fruit. If he didn't eat it, the medicinal strength would definitely flow out from the gap.

"Good disciple, you know how to be thrifty. "

Chu Yun smiled with satisfaction. He rubbed Yang Jian's hair and said: "But don't worry, your master is very generous. You can eat this fruit as a candy. "

Yang Jian thought of the sweet taste and looked at the fruit in his hand. He suddenly felt a little hungry. He put it close to his mouth and was about to take a bite but stopped.

Then he scratched his head in embarrassment and looked at Chu Yun. "Master, can I give it to Xiaochan to eat? That girl likes sweet food the most. . . "

"You can do whatever you want with the things I gave you. "

Chu Yun smiled.

When Yang Jian heard this, he felt a sense of respect in his heart. He was very happy. He respectfully bowed to Chu Yun and jogged out of the hall. He went to the tree in the yard and woke Yang Xiaochan, who was still sleeping, up.

"Oh. . . What is it, Second Brother ? I am sleeping soundly. . . "

Yang Xiaochan rubbed her eyes and pouted her little mouth. She was a little angry when she woke up, but after sniffing with her little nose, she smelled the fruit that Yang Jian had sent to her.

"Ya!"

Yang Xiaochan's eyes lit up in surprise. She picked it up and took a bite. When the fruit entered her mouth, it was so sweet that it made her squint her eyes comfortably. She took another two bites and her little cheeks bulged.

"Second Brother , you eat too. . . "

Yang Xiaochan handed half of the fruit to Yang Jian. Yang Jian quietly swallowed his saliva but smiled and shook his head. He pointed to the gap he had bitten and said, "Second Brother has eaten it. "

Yang Xiaochan looked at it and nodded. Then she opened her mouth and ate it. In a few moments, she had eaten the entire fruit. Her whole body felt warm and she turned around comfortably.

"Second Brother , what kind of fruit is this? It's delicious. After eating it, it was still warm. My little feet didn't hurt when I was wrestling this morning. It's really good. . . "

Yang Xiaochan muttered happily.

"This was given to me by Second Brother 's master. . . "

As Yang Jian spoke, he pulled his sister to the hall to meet Chu Yun. Suddenly, he thought of something and was shocked. He hurriedly covered his sister's eyes with both hands, afraid that he would see Wang Wu and Zhang Qin in the hall. The former was fine, but it was fine to be unconscious on the ground. However, the latter's neck had been cut off by Chu Yun's sword. His head had been severed from his body. Such a scene. . . Yang Xiaochan didn't dare to see it.

"Second Brother , what are you doing. . . "

Yang Xiaochan twisted her hand in dissatisfaction, but Yang Jian didn't dare let go. He looked at Chu Yun with a pleading look.

Chu Yun smiled faintly and snapped his fingers.

Instantly, two flames shot out and landed on Wang Wu and Zhang Qin's bodies. In just a breath's time, the scorching Dragon Flame had burned their bodies into ashes, spreading in the air and disappearing without a trace.

Among them, Zhang Qin was already a dead man, so it wasn't a big deal for him to be cremated. As for Wang Wu, he was burnt to ashes while unconscious.

Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this. He let go of his sister's hand that was holding his sister's eyes. After that, he held Yang Xiaochan's hand and walked in front of Chu Yun.

"Xiaochan, come and meet Master with Second Brother . "

Yang Jian said quietly.

"Greetings, Master," Xiaochan said.

Yang Xiaochan obediently followed Yang Jian and knelt on the ground. She greeted Chu Yun as her master.

Chu Yun saw this and could not help shaking his head with a bitter smile. He said, "You helped me take in another little disciple. Ah. . . Fine. For your sake, I'll take this girl in as well. "

"Thank you, Master!"

Yang Jian expressed his gratitude to Chu Yun sincerely.

"Then you will be my master from now on. . . "

Yang Xiaochan opened her big round eyes and looked at Chu Yun. She blinked a few times and said, "Master, master, do you have any sugar to eat?"

"I will buy it for you later. "

Chu Yun said and gently patted his forehead. He said, "I remember now. Since you are all under my tutelage, as a master, I should give you guys some gifts. "

While thinking, Chu Yun stretched out his hand and grabbed a cold and domineering long spear from the System Space. It was ranked on the list. Earthly Grade was the weapon Chu Yun had used before, the Overlord Soul Locking Spear.

"Yang Jian, come here and take this spear. "

Chu Yun said as he placed the Overlord Soul Locking Spear in front of Yang Jian.

The moment the spear appeared, Yang Jian's heart trembled. He couldn't help but hold his breath. He looked at the spear and felt the sharpness of the Spear Edge. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

The father of the Yang siblings, Yang Ningzhi, was the master of the Wind Conforming Escort. He was an Early Mountain Sea Stage warrior, and he also had an Earth grade weapon. It was a long staff made of steel.

That weapon was the best weapon of the Wind Conforming Escort. Countless warriors were envious of it, but now, Chu Yun had taken out the Overlord Soul Locking Spear. It gave Yang Jian the feeling that it was even stronger than his father's long staff. Moreover, it was not just a tiny bit, but a whole level of difference.

"Master. . . Isn't this. . . A little too expensive. . . "

Yang Jian said with a stutter.

"Take what I gave you. "

Chu Yun patted Yang Jian on the shoulder and winked at him. He said, "From my intuition, you are more suitable to use this kind of long weapon, especially one like the three-pointed and two-edged spear. But I don't have that kind of weapon yet, so I can only give you an ordinary spear first. "

Yang Jian did not know how to respond to what Chu Yun said. He originally thought that Chu Yun was a swordsman and would teach him how to use swords. Who knew that Chu Yun would say that he was suitable to use a long weapon. . .

How could this be legal?

Could it be the unique eyes of an expert? But I've never used a spear before. . .

Yang Jian did not understand.

In Chu Yun's heart, there was a strange sense of coincidence.

In fact, this feeling of coincidence had already formed in his heart since the first time he saw Yang Jian, because this 8-year-old Yang Jian in front of him was too similar to the legendary figure in Chu Yun's past life, Erlang Shen, Yang Jian.

Not only was his name the same, his family's seniority was also the same. They were both second brothers, and they all had a younger sister. In the myths and legends of his previous life, some of the younger sisters were called Yang Chan, and some were called Yang Lian. If it was the former, it would be even more similar.

It was precisely because of this that Chu Yun felt a strange sense of space-time dislocation. This caused him to pay extra attention to the Yang siblings from the very beginning.

And now, Chu Yun had taken Yang Jian as his disciple, and wanted to build him in the direction of the Erlang Shen Yang Jian that he remembered in his previous life.

He had to use a long handle to make a weapon. It would be best if he could get a three-pointed and two-edged spear, then put on a silver armor and a black cloak. He would be surrounded by a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals.

Cough, cough, the last part was a little unrealistic. However, there was no problem with the shape of the weapon in front of him.

And this could be considered a little bit of bad taste in the depths of Chu Yun's heart.

"As for Yang Xiaochan. . . "

Chu Yun thought for a while and stretched out his hand to grab again. He took out a small bracelet and pulled Yang Xiaochan's slender hand. He put it on her wrist and said, "You haven't officially started cultivating yet. I don't need to give you a weapon, so just wear this protective gear for the time being. Don't take it off normally. When you encounter danger. . . It can save your life "

. . . "Oh. "

Yang Xiaochan nodded. Although the bracelet looked nice and she liked to wear it, she was still a little disappointed when she saw that what Chu Yun took out was not something delicious.

Yang Jian smiled helplessly and quickly pulled his sister to thank his master.

"Let's go. Take me to see your mother. Now that you are under my tutelage, naturally you have to tell your mother. "

Chu Yun patted Yang Jian's head.

"Master, this way please. "

Yang Jian nodded and guided Chu Yun to the bedroom at the back of the hall. He went in and found Mrs. Yang was not there. Yang Jian showed a bitter smile and then brought Chu Yun to the mourning hall at the back.

When he went in to take a look, he found that Mrs. Yang was quietly kneeling on the hassock in the middle of the mourning hall. Her delicate and slender body looked very lonely. When she heard the movement behind her, she silently turned her head to look at him.

"Mother, Erlang has something to tell you. "

Yang Jian said and led Chu Yun into the mourning hall. He said, "This is Mr. Chu Yun. Mother, you have seen him a few days ago. Erlang and his sister Xiaochan have already paid their respects to Mr. Chu. "

When Mrs. Yang heard this, she looked at Chu Yun with slight surprise. Then she slowly got up and bowed to Chu Yun. She said, "Mr. Chu is a kind person. He must be worthy of being entrusted with this task. In the future, I will have to trouble you to take care of my children. Mrs. Yang, the one who has not died, thank you very much for your husband. "

"Madam is too polite. "

Chu Yun went forward and helped Mrs. Yang up. He turned to look at the mourning hall. There was a memorial tablet on it. The memorial tablet of the deceased husband, Yang Ningzhi, was carved on it. He was silent for a moment.

Then, he picked up an incense stick and lit it up. He gave Yang Ningzhi's memorial tablet an incense stick to express his condolences.

On the other side, Mrs. Yang pulled Yang Xiaochan over. She used her thumb to gently wipe the dust on Yang Xiaochan's face and said, "You, Second Brother , have been sensible since young. And a good child with an idea, Xiaochan must listen to her brother more. In the future, when she enters the sect with Mr. Chu, she must listen to her master more. She had to respect her master even more and see him as a person like her father. Do you know? "

"Xiaochan knows. . . "

Yang Xiaochan replied obediently. She did not know how much she had heard from a heartless child like her.

Mrs. Yang rubbed Yang Xiaochan's hair and then looked at Yang Jian and said, "Erlang, take good care of your younger sister and also take good care of yourself. "

"I understand. . . "

Yang Jian's eyes were slightly red. He nodded and agreed.

Mrs. Yang hugged the pair of children and rubbed their hair. Then she stood up and looked at Chu Yun.0

"Mr. Chu, the deceased husband has passed away. I want to protect his spirit for three years, so I can only live in this small courtyard. Initially, I was worried that these two children would be too aggrieved, but now that they are following you, I am relieved. "

Mrs. Yang said sincerely.

"No problem. "

Chu Yun nodded and thought for a while. He said, "Madam, the dead are gone. Please accept my condolences. You still have a pair of children. They all have a bright future, three years later when you see them again, You will be proud of their glory. . . Of course, in these three years, If they miss you, they will come back to see you at any time. After all, in Buping House and Yang Prefecture, It's just a wall away. "

Mrs. Yang's eyes were slightly red. She gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes and nodded at Chu Yun.

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