(This is a mistake. It should be breaking through to Martial Artist, not Martial Master. I have neglected the Martial Artist position. I am very sorry. Fortunately, my brothers reminded me in the book review section. Thank you!)
Chen Yu Tong and Cheng Ang looked at each other and felt the little knot in their hearts disappear quietly. From each other's eyes, they could see a kind of "fanaticism and worship"!
Minister Chu is the number one martyr of Iron Cloud! To work under such a minister, they would be happy even if they died!
Only Wu Qian Qian was a little doubtful.
Chu Yang's performance today was remarkable. If Wu Qian Qian did not know Chu Yang before, she would have believed him without a doubt. But now, she was very doubtful.
Chu Yang … he is actually such a person? Such a noble character and righteousness that inspires reverence? Such a person for the country, for the people and for the common people? Doesn't seem like it …
In the Imperial Residence, Tie Bu Tian frowned tightly. A figure stood quietly in front of him.
"Minister Chu, haha, what a good Minister Chu." Tie Bu Tian raised his eyebrows and smiled quietly. He said softly, "The reasons that Minister Chu said are not the real reasons …"
After listening to Ying's reply, he kept thinking.
Ying was a person who did not like to talk and cherished his words like gold. But he was forced by Tie Bu Tian to repeat the scene at that time. He almost broke down when he talked about it …
Tie Bu Tian thought for a long time before he finally came to a conclusion. He sighed and said, "If Minister Chu said these words from his heart … how good would that be? It's a pity … it's a pity … "
It was not that it was too difficult to come to a conclusion, but that Tie Bu Tian had always had that kind of hope. But Chu Yang's words of loyalty and righteousness made Tie Bu Tian lose that kind of extravagant hope …
Chu Yang stood up and stretched his body. He only heard the sound of his joints cracking. He opened his eyes and two rays of light shot out.
I finally broke through!
I am now a first grade martial artist!
A first grade martial artist is not much in this world. There are too many sects in the Lower Three Heavens. The core strength is made up of martial artists. Moreover, most of them are fifth grade and above Martial Masters. For the super clans in the Upper Three Heavens and the Lower Three Heavens, a first grade martial artist is not surprising! The lowest level of power in the clans are also at this level.
Normally, martial artists wouldn't be allowed to go out on missions, because going out would only result in death. Even if he was a Rank-1 martial artist, he would still have to train hard at home.
According to Chu Yang's age, his birthday was in the twelfth lunar month. He would be seventeen years old in a few months. At this age, most of the direct descendants of the big clans were already third or fourth grade Martial Masters. A super genius like Gu Du Xing had already entered the ranks of Martial Great Masters!
It was nothing to be proud of!
But all of this had overlooked one point, and that was that the cultivation conditions of those geniuses were far from what Chu Yang could compare with!
Even though the treasury of the Lower Three Heavens had a lot of wealth, it couldn't compare to the clans of the Lower Three Heavens in terms of resources.
The density of spiritual energy in the Lower Three Heavens was much higher than that in the Lower Three Heavens. Heavenly treasures could only grow in places with dense spiritual energy. The geniuses of the Three Heavens basically grew up eating those things!
Chu Yang had basically never eaten those heavenly treasures. Another point was that those geniuses had all started to cultivate their foundation from a young age, and then gradually improved. A twenty year old Wu Zong, including the innate foundation he had in his mother's womb, was equivalent to 21 years of cultivation!
And Chu Yang's previous foundation was so weak that it made one's hair stand on end. It had only been half a year since his rebirth!
In half a year, he had advanced from third grade Martial Warrior to first grade Martial Warrior! He had advanced by eight grades!
Even though it wasn't difficult for a youngster with decent aptitude to advance at such a low level, such a speed was simply unparalleled in the Space Realm! Since ancient times, there had never been such a thing!
"Chu Yang, how are you feeling? Are you tired? " Wu Qian Qian seemed to have been waiting at the side. At this moment, she brought a bowl of steaming hot soup and a large bowl of white rice, "You haven't eaten anything in the middle of the night …"
Chu Yang was feeling hungry. He took the soup and rice and almost buried his head in it, wolfing it down.
Wu Qian Qian pursed her lips as she watched Chu Yang eat. The corners of her mouth could not help but curve into a happy smile …
"Oh no!" Chu Yang had just eaten a few mouthfuls when he suddenly raised his head, "What time is it now?"
"It's nine o 'clock in the morning. You have been meditating, so I told them not to disturb you." Wu Qian Qian said softly.
"Oh no, oh no …" Chu Yang's lips were still stained with rice. He put down the two bowls with a bang. He had only eaten half of it before he rushed out.
"What are you doing … you, you … you already ate …" Wu Qian Qian stomped her feet behind him.
But Chu Yang had already run faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared. He only waved his hand from afar, "I have an urgent matter … the rice and soup were delicious … thank you."
Seeing Chu Yang disappear, Wu Qian Qian stomped her feet hatefully. She gently bit her red lips and muttered, "What urgent matter can be more important than your own health? This Chu Yang is really …"
Wu Qian Qian cleaned up the two bowls and looked at the remaining half of the soup and rice. She could not help but blush as she remembered Chu Yang's words before he left, "The rice and soup were delicious."
As long as you think it's delicious, I will make more for you tomorrow … Wu Qian Qian whispered to herself. After she finished speaking, she looked around for a while as if she was afraid that someone would hear her. She then turned her head back, pursed her lips, and smiled with a red face …
Chu Yang forgot that there was an adult and a child who had not eaten yet …
If the two of them ran out now, the consequences would be unimaginable!
He hurriedly returned to Emerald Flow Lake and opened the door to Heavenly Armament Pavilion. He almost staggered from the smell and cried out, "Oh my god, it's so smelly!"
Although it was extremely smelly, Chu Yang was not scared. Instead, he was happy. This meant that people from the Hei Mo Clan had already been here! Moreover, they had searched very carefully. Otherwise, they would not have broken this extremely smelly medicine jar …
Thinking about the scene of the Hei Mo Clan's people breaking this medicine jar in anger, Chu Yang wanted to laugh out loud. Thinking about this, he quickly walked inside. But after he took two steps, there was a rustling sound coming from inside …
Someone is still here?
Chu Yang tiptoed closer to take a look. He saw Mo Qing Wu's small figure busying herself with a silk scarf covering her nose to block the stench. Then she clumsily tidied up the messy things in Chu Yang's room …
Chu Yang's eyes became hot, and he could not help but feel a little hazy. Through the tears, he seemed to see the Mo Qing Wu from his previous life. Every time she came to his room, she would be busy tidying up for him … In front of his eyes, there seemed to be a slim figure, silently looking at him, and softly calling out, "Chu Yang …"
"Qing Wu!" Chu Yang murmured. The pain in his heart spread like a tide.
"Chu Yang … Brother Chu Yang, you are back. What did you call me for?" Mo Qing Wu's childish voice rang out, interrupting Chu Yang's memories.
"Nothing, Little Wu. Why did you suddenly come out?" Chu Yang shook his head and took a few steps forward. He tenderly held Mo Qing Wu's small hand and looked at it. He said somewhat reproachfully, "You are so small. What if you hurt yourself? Don't do this in the future. …
Mo Qing Wu responded obediently. Although she was young, she could feel Chu Yang's deep concern for her. She tilted her head and smiled, "Uncle Cheng Yu vomited blood again. Now he is seizing the time to practice martial arts. Little Wu … Little Wu is hungry, so I came out to find something to eat."
As she spoke, she covered her nose with her small hand and fanned twice, saying, "But I didn't expect Brother Chu Yang's room to be so messy. It stinks. Brother Chu Yang, you are really sloppy …"
"Uh …" Chu Yang was speechless for a while and hurriedly explained, "These are all deliberately done by Brother Chu Yang. When those bad guys come, they will see that this place is so messy and won't be able to find Little Wu. Then Little Wu will be safe … "
"Oh, I see …" Mo Qing Wu's eyes reddened. She said guiltily, "So Brother Chu Yang did all this for Little Wu. But I misunderstood you … Brother Chu Yang, I am sorry …"
"It's okay. Since this place is like this, those people must have been here." Chu Yang said, "You just sit here obediently. I am going to clean up and cook for you. You haven't eaten for so long, you must be hungry, right?"
"Hmm …" Mo Qing Wu sniffled. Then, she pitifully rubbed her small belly, "My small belly is flat … you see …"
As she spoke, she actually lifted up her shirt, revealing her snow-white belly. She pointed at it and said, "Look, isn't it flat? Originally, it was round when I was full … "
Chu Yang felt dizzy. He quickly put down her shirt and said, "Little Wu, a girl's belly can't be casually shown to others. Remember …"
"Mother didn't say …" Mo Qing Wu shook her head.
Chu Yang slapped his forehead. He thought to himself that he was really possessive. Mo Qing Wu was only three years old. So what if someone saw it? But even though he thought this way, he still subconsciously didn't want others to see it …
Chu Yang hurriedly cleaned up the room. First, he dug up a few layers of dirt from the pot and threw it into Emerald Flow Lake. Only then did the stench dissipate a little. Then, he lit up forty to fifty incense sticks in one breath ….
After a while, Mo Qing Wu sniffled and tiptoed around like a puppy. She sniffed around and excitedly announced, "It doesn't smell anymore!"
Chu Yang sweated profusely.
He didn't expect this little girl to have such a trick up her sleeve. He cooked a few dishes and cooked a big pot of rice. Then, he refused Mo Qing Wu's help and cooked three times before moving into the secret underground room.
In the north, Mo Cheng Yu had just woken up from his cultivation.
As soon as he woke up, this King level master was bombarded with accusations. He was scolded by a little martial artist, "What's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you not to let Little Wu go out? Right now, there are Hei Mo people everywhere. What if we are discovered? You are already so old and a King level master. Can't you think of something like this? "
Mo Cheng Yu's face turned red. He knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to refute. He obediently bowed his head and accepted the scolding.
"Brother Chu Yang … Uncle Cheng Yu also told me not to go out. But Little Wu was hungry so I sneaked out. Can you not scold Uncle Cheng Yu anymore?" Mo Qing Wu pulled Chu Yang's sleeve and gently shook it, pleading for Mo Cheng Yu.
"Little Wu, don't worry about him. Today, he must suffer!" Chu Yang was not going to let it go. He was very angry. You are a King level master. You were protecting Mo Qing Wu, but you let her suffer such a serious injury … This is a dereliction of duty! Seeing that you have serious internal injuries, I endured for more than a day … and now you made another mistake …
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