Yang Ming walked out of Baoling Valley in high spirits. He had never been a person who paid attention to external objects, but this thunder dragon armor gave him a different feeling. The Tianlin Thunder Halberd is his natal spiritual weapon. It is a spiritual weapon that he cultivated with his own hands. It grows and improves with him.
Although this Lightning Earth Dragon Armor is just a spiritual weapon that cannot grow, and Yang Ming only acquired it not long ago, it gives Yang Ming a feeling of blood connection, as if it has been with Yang Ming since he was born.
Ning Zhuoran still had the same smile. He looked at the armor on Yang Ming's body, and his eyes showed the emotion of marrying his daughter. It seemed that the armor had followed the former for a long time.
"Yang Ming, no one has been able to gain the approval of this Lightning Earth Dragon Armor since the day I obtained it. You are the first. You have to treat it well and get out." Ning Zhuoran said simply, and then issued the order The expulsion order shows that he really loves collecting treasures. Even if the treasures are given away by himself, he will inevitably feel reluctant and sad.
"Thank you, Mr. Ning. I'm leaving." Yang Ming bowed respectfully, and then put the thunder dragon armor into the spiritual core space, letting the chaotic thunder spiritual power nourish it all the time. Although the chance is extremely slim, Yang Ming Still unwilling to give up helping it to enlighten its soul.
As soon as the light flashed, Yang Ming disappeared. Ning Zhuoran looked at the place where Yang Ming disappeared, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and murmured to himself: "Little guy, this Thunder Dragon Armor has another secret, and that is Ominous things will happen to anyone who wears it. The resentment of the Lightning Earth Dragon is really too heavy, which is why I want you to choose it again."
The reason why Ning Zhuoran didn't tell Yang Ming was that he had a premonition that Yang Ming would arrive a long time ago. As a person who has been searching for treasures all his life, he has a strange magical power in perception. If he tells Yang Ming, it will most likely change the future.
Whether it is a person or an object, deliberately interfering with the destiny will cause extremely serious consequences. Master Yunhuan is a clear example. In his cultivation path, he seeks good luck and avoids bad luck, so that his promotion can be as successful as possible. However, Destiny cannot be rewritten so easily, so all the evil that he had avoided before was accumulated in the last explosion, which directly triggered the world-destroying thunder catastrophe and made him die.
Yang Ming left the Treasure Pavilion smoothly. Mo Qiankun was still waiting outside the Treasure Pavilion. As soon as he saw Yang Ming coming out, he immediately walked over and said with a smile: "Looking at you, the harvest is very good!"
Yang Ming touched his chest, and then responded with a smile: "Thanks to Mr. Mo's kind words, I have harvested a favorite treasure in the Treasure Pavilion."
Mo Qiankun did not ask what kind of treasure it was. As a strong man in the Chaos Realm, his own strength was what he pursued. The treasure was only an auxiliary and dispensable to him, so he would not ask Yang Ming about his gains. .
"Yang Ming, I would like to advise you that your own strength is the king. When you are strong, all auxiliary things are like clouds. You should hone your strength!" Mo Qiankun patted Yang Ming's shoulder and said meaningfully. .
Yang Ming also heard the deeper meaning in the other party's words. He recalled the test for joining the People's Security Council. In the end, Mo Qiankun seemed to recognize his bloodline and helped him, so that he could just pass the test.
Could it be that the other party’s implication was that he had the blood of the Chaos Dragon? Yang Ming's heart trembled, and he immediately responded: "Young man, remember Mr. Mo's teachings!"
Looking at Yang Ming, Mo Qiankun knew that the other party had heard the meaning of his words, and said happily: "Remember, if you want to become my apprentice, you can do it at any time. Just go back."
Yang Ming's heart moved, and he understood why the other party insisted on becoming his disciple. This was not because of his extraordinary talent, but to protect his own blood. At that moment, I felt the urge to agree to become his disciple.
"Mr. Mo, I am willing to become your disciple." Yang Ming said softly.
Mo Qiankun didn't believe his ears. He could hear sounds thousands of miles away clearly, but Yang Ming's voice so close at hand gave him an unreal feeling.
"Can you say that again."
"I say, Yang Ming is willing to recognize you as his master, please accept him as a disciple!" Yang Ming said loudly and firmly. The sound was so loud that even the guards on the side heard it and turned their heads to look this way.
"Okay, okay, I, Mo Qiankun, will accept you." Mo Qiankun smiled broadly. He didn't know why Yang Ming suddenly agreed to become his disciple, but it didn't stop him from filling his heart with the joy of accepting a good disciple.
"Master, please bow to me as a disciple!" Yang Ming immediately knelt down. Mo Qiankun did not stop him and completely accepted Yang Ming's bowing ceremony.
"Old Mo, are you kidding me by accepting a disciple here?" The elder named Lao Li walked over with a smile.
"Hey Lao Li, it's not like you don't know that I don't value those rigid formalisms. I don't have to pay much attention to the apprenticeship. As long as I have a good relationship and really want to learn from me, I will accept him." Mo Qiankun said. .
"That's right. With your undisciplined character, if you were asked to hold the apprenticeship ceremony according to the rules, I wouldn't take your life." Lao Li said jokingly.
Then Lao Li said to Yang Ming who was standing aside and did not dare to speak: "Hey, boy over there, since you are already Lao Mo's disciple, you will definitely see me again in the future. My name is Li Weizong, and I am Ren'an." The past president of the association.”
Yang Ming's pupils shrank after hearing this, and he quickly saluted respectfully and said, "I have met President Li!"
"There's no need to be polite. I'm no longer the president. Just call me Mr. Li. Come over more often when you have time and chat with me, an old man. I'm very bored here, haha..." Li Weizong said with a smile.
"Don't listen to him, will he be bored? I don't know how happy he is. From time to time, he will gather his clones and stay here to guard, while I go to find the beauties of the Hooks tribe, well..."
Before Mo Qiankun could finish speaking, Li Weizong covered his mouth. The other party said in Mo Qiankun's ear with some shame and anger: "You old Mo, why are you saying this in front of juniors? Do you believe that I will kill you?"
Mo Qiankun broke away from the hand covering his mouth and said provocatively: "Hey, if you dare to do it but dare not admit it, I don't believe you can kill me. If you could kill me, you would have done it long ago. Why do you need to wait until now?"
Li Weizong also knew that what the other party said was true, so he let go of Mo Qiankun, then waved his hands to drive them away, and said: "Boy, don't learn from your master's bad habits."
"Hahaha..." Mo Qiankun laughed and pulled Yang Ming out of the treasure pavilion.
When they could no longer see the two people, another elder who guarded the pavilion walked up to Li Weizong and said, "I didn't expect that this old Mo would accept such a disciple at such an old age."
"Yeah, even though he said it so lightly, in fact, his conditions for accepting disciples are the most stringent among us. What does it mean to be in his eyes? He can't explain such a subjective requirement." Li Weizong looked at Mo Mo. Qiankun said in the direction he left.
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Yang Ming didn't know what Li Weizong talked about after they left. He was still immersed in the dual joy of obtaining the Thunder Dragon Armor and having a master in the chaos realm. Unknowingly, he came to the "Night Owl" base on Yanhuang Star. .
"Yang Ming, just take a rest on Yanhuang Star and stop running around. The ownership of your home planet should be released in the near future. After that, I will go with you to the Space Supervision Bureau to register you as the owner of the planet. ." Mo Qiankun said to Yang Ming.
Yang Ming was overjoyed. He didn't expect that there would be a surprise waiting for him. It was really three joys. However, he knew that it was Mo Qiankun who was handling the ownership issue of Dorag Star for him. Otherwise, given the identity of the other party in the Chaos Realm, he would not be able to do it at all. There is no need to know when the ownership of Dorag Star will come down.
"Master, you have helped this disciple so much, and this disciple doesn't know how to repay you." Yang Ming knelt down and said.
As the saying goes, kneel to the sky, kneel to your parents, and kneel to your mentor. This kneeling means that he acknowledges Mo Qiankun as his master from the bottom of his heart.
"Okay, get up. As your master, of course I have to take care of you. If you really want to repay me, go back quickly and have more babies with your wife so that I can have some fun." Mo Qiankun caressed you. Beard said.
He was not joking. Even though Mo Qiankun was so old, he had no heirs. Even his partner died a long time ago, and now he is the only one left.
In fact, it is not just Mo Qiankun who is like this, but basically all Chaos Realms are like this. The strength of Chaos Realm allows them to have a long life, but it is cruel.
Every strong man in the Chaos Realm who achieves Chaos without his family can only watch his family grow old and die, and eventually become alone. The same is true for Li Weizong, so he often hangs out among women just to fill the loneliness in his heart.
After Yang Ming heard Mo Qiankun's words, he thought of his three wives in his hometown, and suddenly couldn't wait to go back to Dorag Star.
"I wonder how they are doing now?" Yang Ming looked into the distance, his eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, and he saw the people and things on Dorag.
Mo Qiankun saw Yang Ming's appearance and knew what he was thinking, so he left quietly, leaving Yang Ming to continue missing his hometown.
"Yang Ming, I received a message from the Dragon Clan and I want to go back."
Yang Ming was awakened by Ling Qingse's sudden voice, but when he heard the anxiety in the other person's voice, he immediately said: "Qingse, you can go back if you want."
"Then I'll go back first. If anything happens, I will contact you." Ling Qingse responded hastily, and Yang Ming sensed that the other party was quickly leaving Yanhuang Star.
After Yang Ming glanced at the direction Ling Qingse left, he immediately turned around and walked towards the palace. The People's Security Council was so powerful, it must have a precise intelligence network, and the Dragon Clan is a powerful race in the universe. If something happens to the Dragon Clan, it must be Unable to hide it, Yang Ming is now going to the intelligence agency of the People's Security Council to learn about the situation of the Dragon Clan.
