Chapter 227

Yang Fan in Chengdu, however, is famous for his vigilance and vengeance. He is the kind of master who will stare at him when others stare at him. He is never willing to suffer a loss.

Not to mention now, someone bullied his mother and forced her to cry. How could he be indifferent?

Therefore, it is necessary to hit the face!

Not only to fight, but also to fight very painful, so that mom can feel good physically and mentally, and vent all the grievances and unhappiness in her heart!

Yang Fan thought so and did so at the same time.

He has always been an activist. If he can do it, he will never beep blindly.

Half an hour later, all the diners in the store finished eating and left, and the Yang restaurant was temporarily closed.

Yang Chaoqun was left in the store to pack up and prepare his family's celebration banquet.

Yang Fan, with his mother Zhao Linglan, began to knock door to door.

At the beginning, Zhao Linglan was not very interesting. After all, they were all neighbors. They usually looked down and didn't look up. It seems that it's not good to hit the face at the door.

However, at Yang Fan's insistence, when they knocked on the door of the first house, and then fiercely displayed their power and arrogance, they saw that the family usually despised and ridiculed their neighbors all day because they had a level-7 son of a martial apprentice. They were stunned, opened their mouth and looked as red as a monkey's ass.

Zhao Linglan suddenly felt that this feeling was too special, and she became addicted at once!

Next, without Yang Fan's urging, Yang Ma's enthusiasm increased greatly. After coming out of the first house, she went to the second house, and then the third, fifth and tenth house

The mother and son walked tirelessly all the way, knocking on the door of the neighbor's house almost the whole street.

It lasted until dark, and they came back from the outside reluctantly.

Yang Fan looked as usual.

Zhao Linglan was excited. Her complexion was ruddy and shiny. She seemed to be more than ten years younger at once. She was properly energetic, clear-minded and comfortable.

Seeing such a radiant wife, Yang Chaoqun suddenly regretted. Just now he shouldn't flinch temporarily for a little face. Although it's hated, it seems really cool.

"Elder brother, you really have martial arts level 4?" Yang Guo suddenly made a noise. Gu Ling asked Yang Fan strangely, "how did you do it? Can you teach me?"

"OK." without hesitation, Yang Fan nodded and agreed: "as long as you are willing to worship me as a teacher, I will teach you all the skills and martial arts. In this way, you can take your mother to knock on the door of your neighbor again like big brother!"

Zhao Linglan's eyes lit up and her hands agreed: "this is good, this is good!"

It's such a pleasant experience. I want to go for the second time after the first time. I really want to go again.

Yang Guo pouted: "I don't want it. It's very childish, okay?"

"How do you talk, you dead child?"

Before Yang Fan spoke, Zhao Linglan was the first to refuse. She raised her hand and put a brain on Yang Guo's head. "Are you saying that my mother is also very childish?"

"I don't have!" Yang Guo quickly changed the topic: "I mean it's childish to worship my brother as a teacher. He's my brother. If I worship him as a teacher, I'm not a generation lower than him. Do you want to be brothers with my brother in the future?"

Yang Chaoqun and Zhao Linglan were stunned.

The boy had a good point, but they were speechless.

From the perspective of seniority, it seems that it is really inappropriate.

"Apprenticeship is just a form. I don't really want you to call me master?"

Yang Fan quietly explained, "some martial arts can only be secretly inherited between teachers and disciples, otherwise even if you are my own sister and don't worship the teacher, I can't teach you."

With that, Yang Fan turned to look at Yang's parents and said, "parents, you too. If you want to go further in martial arts, you can also worship me as a teacher like Yang Guo. My chance is in this ordinary relationship between teachers and apprentices. Only by worshipping teachers, can I share my chance."

Seeing that Yang Fan said so solemnly, Yang Chaoqun and Zhao Linglan believed more than half.

However, if they want to worship their son as a teacher, even if it's just a form and a name, they can't do it. Don't even think about it.

Grab opportunities with their son and worship their son as a teacher. Are they shameless as parents?

"Well, son, we don't have to."

Yang Chaoqun rebuffed: "we are all old people. We have no desire and passion for our martial arts. Now it's actually very good. There's no need to toss around."

Zhao Linglan also said: "yes, yes, people are too old to wave. What opportunities do you want? As long as your brother and sister can make a difference!"

Zhao Linglan has just experienced what is called mother's son's expensive. What does it matter if she files herself? As long as she can have a good son, she can still show off everywhere. In that way, she has a better sense of achievement than her own success?

Yang Fan was speechless and didn't continue persuasion. In fact, he also felt a little uncomfortable about taking his parents as disciples, but the system was so brain dead that he couldn't help it.

It seems that we have to find other ways to improve our parents' strength in the future.

Now that Yang Chaoqun and Zhao Linglan are almost half a hundred years old, there is no need to worry about their lack of longevity. In the future, when their strength is strong, even if they pile up endless genius earth treasures, he will pile the two elders into the realm of Wuzong.

He wants the second old man to live at least 300 years!

Is so ideal!

"Then I don't want to worship Yang Fan as a teacher. He's my brother! I don't want to lower him for nothing, hum!" Yang Guo also proudly held her small head high and looked unwilling.

She doesn't care about chance or not.

Yang Fan glanced at her. Her parents are elders and even if they don't want to, but this little YangGuo, where does she have the right to refuse?

The girl's spiritual talent is extraordinary. If she can get the assistance of the divine light long-term vision alchemy, her future achievements will be no worse.

Moreover, because of the integration of memory, Yang Fan has already set the girl as his apprentice. How can she run away?

"Guoguo, I know you have awakened your spiritual power, and may soon be promoted to become a first-class spiritual teacher."

Yang Fan took a look at Yang Guo and said softly, "among the opportunities I got from your brother, there happens to be a part about the promotion of spiritual master. Don't you really think about it?"

With that, Yang Fan's spiritual breath was revealed, and a unique spiritual pressure belonging to the first-class spiritual teacher suddenly rushed to Yang Guo.

Yang Guo was surprised, his body suddenly increased by half a minute, then his body rose lightly without wind, moved back nearly two meters, and sat down on the chair behind him.

"Brother! You... You are already a spiritual master?!"

YangGuo lost his voice and exclaimed.

How is this possible?!

After only a few days of Kung Fu, this elder brother with the title of "shame of South China" and Wannian second-class martial arts disciple not only promoted his martial arts cultivation to level 4, but also awakened his spiritual strength and promoted to become a formal spiritual master?!

It's incredible!

Little girl doesn't know much about martial arts cultivation, but she majored in spiritual cultivation over the years, but she knows how difficult it is to be promoted to a spiritual master.

Yang's father and mother were also startled.

What's the situation?

Well, how did your eldest son become a spiritual teacher again?

This good son, what have you experienced in the past few days? How can there be such great changes before and after?

The couple looked at each other. Although they were shocked and worried, they all chose to ignore them.

In just a few days, the son of waste Chai, who has been a martial arts apprentice for ten years, has undergone such changes. His son's opportunity is definitely a peerless opportunity against the sky. The fewer people know, the safer he will be for his son.

Don't ask, don't ask. Even if someone has bad thoughts in the future, don't want to get any relevant information from them.

After spending most of their lives in the last world, Yang Chaoqun and Zhao Linglan knew the dangers of the people and the hardships of the world.

They know better than anyone the truth of harboring sin.

"Son, don't casually show your strength as a spiritual teacher in front of people in the future."

Yang Chaoqun couldn't help but give a warning.

After all, although there are few similar adventures, they are not completely absent, because every few years, there are always one or two lucky people in the city of Western Chu who make rapid progress because of eating wild fruits by mistake.

Yang Fan's progress is exaggerated, but it is not strange. It can always be explained.

So, just now, when the mother and son went out to fight in the face, Yang Chaoqun didn't stop them.

But spiritual apprenticeship is different.

It's definitely not that any fruit can explain it. If it is watched by some interested people, they can't afford it at all.

Yang Fan saw the worried expression on Yang's father and mother's face, and immediately understood what they were thinking. He smiled and comforted: "don't worry, parents, I know how to be measured. That's why I showed my real strength a little in front of you. Outside, I've always been very low-key and never cocked my tail!"

When Yang's father and mother heard the speech, they pulled at the corners of their mouth at the same time.

In the same way, Yang Fangang seemed to have talked about it in front of them, but as soon as he finished, he took Yang's mother out to protect her neighbor's door from house to house and slapped her neighbor's face. Where does it mean to low-key clip her tail?

This child is a little unreliable!

Yang's parents were worried at the same time.