ATPnovel Chapter 172 Forming Good Relationships
Chapter 172 Forming Good Relationships
Yang Silang's expression changed.
He hurriedly took his aunt out, cupped her in his hands, and placed her on the table.
The round, chubby, and translucent little aunt, who is usually so quiet that she doesn't utter a sound, seems to be about to make a big splash on New Year's Eve to add to the festivities.
It kept popping and crackling like a firecracker.
As the explosions resounded inside, the hexagonal stone fragments on the surface fell off one by one, disintegrating layer by layer like an onion peeling.
In the blink of an eye.
Dozens of thin stone slabs appeared on the table.
Because the noise was too loud.
Wang Daniu hadn't left when he rushed in from next door, and was stunned into speechless.
"Did my aunt just expose herself?"
He rubbed his hands together helplessly.
"I didn't give her anything to eat today either."
"Isn't it just some jadeite, white jade, Tianhuang gemstones, and old dynasty roof tiles?"
"What did I eat wrong? Why do I have diarrhea?"
Yang Silang gave him a disgruntled look.
"Don't talk nonsense."
He called out to Daqing in his heart and summoned Shenu. The room was immediately packed with people. Heizi seemed to sense this and came uninvited, circling around the table.
Yang Silang, on the other hand, used his spiritual senses to perceive.
The little girl's demonic energy surged and burned, but there was no sign of the demonic energy drying up.
Several months ago, after being fed for a period of time, a small flame of divine soul ignited within its body. The flame of divine soul remains bright, and nothing bad has happened.
"This...shouldn't be a big problem..."
She Nu sensed something and said, "It is a crystal demon, and its racial characteristics are completely different from those of us who have attained enlightenment as plants and animals."
"This phenomenon is somewhat similar to the crystal demon shedding its clones."
Daqing shook his head.
"If a stone demon sheds its clones, it wouldn't be in its infancy."
The people who fed the crystal spirits developed a bond with them and went to great lengths to find out some of the characteristics of the crystal spirits.
This kind of demon first accumulates its foundation during its infancy, which takes ten or several decades. Then it develops intelligence, reveals its divine soul, and gains the ability to communicate with humans. The third step is to shed its many clones, which can be placed within a certain range around the main body to act as eyes and ears.
My aunt can no longer speak or communicate telepathically; she has directly progressed to the third step, which is highly unusual.
Wang Daniu made the suggestion.
"Could it be that she saw we all had new clothes for the New Year, so she shed her old, worn-out look?"
Everyone rolled their eyes, deciding to ignore this guy's nonsense.
Finally, the three of them studied the little aunt over and over for half an hour, until she had peeled herself down to the size of a fist, and then they stopped.
At this moment, there were hundreds of stone slabs of almost the same size piled up on the table.
My aunt's body also turned a pale yellow, like an eggshell, radiating a soft glow. The glow was more subdued than before, but upon closer inspection, she had become even more beautiful.
Since this change only brought benefits and no harm, the three of them went their separate ways.
The little aunt was taken away by Wang Daniu to continue her extra meal. Since it wasn't a bad thing, she continued to absorb the stone energy normally.
Yang Silang placed all the hexagonal slices in the grid, then climbed into bed, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
Today is the Lunar New Year, so let's take a break and relax for a bit; we'll resume our martial arts practice as usual tomorrow!
Yang Silang stole half a day of leisure for himself; he wouldn't practice his skills tonight, he would just sleep...
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A month later.
Yang Silang rode his big green horse and returned with Wang Daniu to the rented courtyard house outside the provincial capital. They were gone for almost half a year, and grass grew on the walls.
They entered the house.
Wang Daniu and Daqing unloaded their luggage, rolled up their sleeves, and started fetching water to clean the room and courtyard.
She Nu appeared with a wisp of yin energy, her sleeves rolled up to her shoulders, revealing a pair of fair arms, her eyes gleaming.
In Gongzhou Prefecture.
Considering that there were maids and outsiders in the courtyard, Yang Silang almost never summoned She Nu. Even when he did see her, he had to avoid being seen by others.
Daqing simply didn't speak, but he was free to wander around the courtyard, while Shenu was imprisoned in the Niwan Palace every day, and was getting bored to death.
Especially after hearing that the Yang family's cooking skills weren't very good, she wished she could rush out and snatch the knife and spoon herself, but unfortunately, that was just a thought.
Now back on her own turf, she plunged into the kitchen and began busily cleaning.
Yang Silang then headed towards the Martial Arts Pagoda.
He had his aunt in his arms. Ever since Nianye had shed several layers of skin, his aunt had been eating and sleeping normally every day and hadn't caused any trouble.
It just stopped growing and its size became fixed at the size of a fist. I don't know where all those stones it ate went.
Yang Silang had to take her to meet Tianjing's grandmother so that the old woman could give her her opinion.
In front of the tower gate.
Kong and Meng remained at their posts, but their eyes lit up when they saw Yang Silang.
The three of them clasped their hands in greeting from a distance, wanting to say hello.
Sudden.
Yang Silang frowned slightly, stopped, and looked up.
Though invisible to the naked eye, the spiritual senses perceive that the surging energy at the top of the tower constantly radiates heat in all directions. At this moment, that energy is churning outwards, heading directly towards the direction in which one is standing.
Yang Silang immediately realized what was happening.
I've been to the Martial Scripture Tower countless times. The tower's guardian masters used to ignore me, but as soon as I became a master, I immediately attracted their attention. This was probably because my transformed and surging blood and qi had directly alarmed them.
Yang Silang bowed respectfully to the person above before entering the tower.
He went to the Five Elements Fist training room. The scrolls on the wall had been replaced with new ones. His grandmother had burned a lot of scrolls here before, so there were scorch marks on the wall, and occasionally a trace could still be seen from the scrolls.
On the round stone on the roof.
At this moment, the round stone emitted a soft white light, and the cracks that had almost pierced through the demon's body were gone.
Yang Silang put down the wine and meat in his hand and began to call for his grandmother.
"Grandma, are you there?"
Unfortunately, he put down the wine, meat, and stones, and Grandma didn't eat a single bite.
"Perhaps I was just unlucky today. I'll try again in a few days."
Yang Silang was about to leave.
Then they heard footsteps outside, and then the door to the training room, which should have been separating the inside from the outside, opened.
An unassuming old man walked in from outside. He was so full of energy that it was almost overflowing. He was very powerful. He scanned the room and finally focused on Yang Silang.
Fu Liunian exclaimed in surprise.
"Is it you?"
"And you chose the difficult Five Elements Technique?"
"Young friend, you truly possess remarkable skill."
Yang Silang bowed.
"Greetings, Senior Master Fu."
"I am foolish, I was just lucky."
His facial expression was almost breaking down.
It's like you've just finished a date with your lover, but their partner is blocking the door and you can't leave—you're trapped like a turtle in a jar, and you're jumping up and down in frustration.
After exchanging a few polite words, the two sat down on the floor of the training room.
One person praises the other for their youthful promise, suggesting they have the potential to become a Grandmaster of the Golden Marrow Cultivation Technique in the future.
One said, "How could I possibly have that ability? Reaching the Grandmaster level was just a coincidence."
The two chatted amiably.
Yang Silang then realized that the seemingly untold living dead person Granny Tianjing had mentioned, who only knew how to cultivate and meditate and had been in seclusion for years, was actually quite remarkable. He wondered if it was because she had been in seclusion for so long...
Now that he's started talking, he can't stop.
"Brother Yang, I have a few words of advice to share with you..."
"First, you should break through to the next realm as early as possible. You became a Grandmaster at eighteen or nineteen, while I was still stuck at the Grandmaster realm at eighty. If I were ten years younger, I would have become a Golden Marrow Grandmaster long ago."
"Secondly, I see that your qi and blood are overflowing and radiating outwards, and you don't know how to restrain them at all. I'll teach you a little trick to reduce the fluctuations in your qi and blood, so you can disguise yourself as a low-level martial artist. In the future, when you're out and about, you'll be able to hide your trump cards more easily."