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It was as if there was a gap in the cover and water vapor spurted out.
The aura on Yang Zhen¡¯s body suddenly increased!
Yang Chen¡¯s eyes lit up and he couldn¡¯t help but wave his fists fiercely in the air.
Grandpa made a breakthrough!
The rich spiritual energy gathered towards Yang Zhen, forming a mist, and Yang Zhen's figure became blurry.
"About a quarter of an hour later, Yang Zhen opened his mouth and let out a long roar. The roar echoed in the secret room, then rose into the sky, penetrated from the ground, and echoed over the capital like a dragon's roar.
Six figures fell directly from the air into the courtyard of the Yang family, and they were none other than Li Wuji, Zong Lie, Zhang Feng, Zhou Zhendong, Sun Wu and Zheng Sihai.
The six people landed in the courtyard, and with just a brief reaction, they sensed the aura of the Grand Master's breakthrough. Except for Zheng Sihai, the faces of the five great masters all showed joy. Now is the time when the eight kings are about to establish a college. From hiding in the world to joining the world, the world may usher in a reshuffle, and it is even more likely to usher in a reshuffle. At the juncture of great changes, China gained an eighth-level Grandmaster, which definitely gave them an extra layer of peace of mind.
Even Zheng Sihai¡¯s eyes are extremely complicated, with peace of mind, jealousy, joy, and resentment.
More than twenty minutes later.
An old man and a young man walked out of the moon gate in the backyard. Yang Zhen's eyebrows were full of joy. Just eating one Blue Blood Pill allowed him to break through the eighth level of the Grand Master. If he took three more pills, he would not be able to survive. Will there be a chance to break through to the ninth level?
Yang Chen¡¯s eyebrows were also full of joy. When he saw the six of Li Wuji, he stopped and fell behind, following Yang Zhen.
"Brother Yang, are you on the eighth floor?" Li Wuji stepped forward to greet him, with anticipation in his eyes.
"Um!"
Yang Zhen was no longer excited at this time. He had finished being excited in the secret room just now. Then he thought that he still had three Blue Blood Pills in his hand. Maybe he would break through the ninth level in the future. The eighth level at this time would naturally let him Calmed down.
"Bang!" Li Wuji punched Yang Zhen hard on the chest: "Great! I want to announce to the world that you, Old Yang, are already at the eighth level of the Grand Master!"
Yang Zhen readily agreed. He knew what announcing his breakthrough at this time meant to China and how important it was to China.
"Lao Yang, congratulations!"
"Congratulations!"
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Several other people, including Zheng Sihai, came forward to congratulate him. At this moment, there is no resentment between them. This is the rare harmony brought to them by external pressure.
¡°Let¡¯s go, have a drink!¡± Li Wuji laughed.
Yang Chen did not greet these old guys politely, and then watched the seven old guys rush to the restaurant.
Yang Chen walked slowly to the pond in the garden, looking at the fish swimming in the pond, a trace of exhaustion appeared on his face.
During this period of time, for the seventeen-year-old him, he was a little too nervous and busy.
The fighting in Hanoi, the twenty days of traveling through the mountains and forests, after returning, I made alchemy, trained my sixth company, dealt with various matters in the weapons city, and in a few days I had to go back to Shanghai to see Tang Ning'er as soon as possible, and then I went to Yunnan in Yunnan. Home, I don¡¯t know what kind of fight there will be there.
"Chenchen!"
Yang Chen turned around and saw his father striding towards him. Under the moonlight, he could see a red face and the strong smell of alcohol coming towards his face.
"Dad, how many dishes are there? Are you drunk like this?"
¡°You brat, I can now have as many dishes as I want without having to pay.¡±
"The king's meal?"
"Go away, you overlord!" Yang Shanyue slapped Yang Chen on the head: "Those who looked down on me at the beginning are now rushing to pay for me. Where is your grandfather?"
"What are you doing with grandpa in the restaurant with those great masters?"
"I just heard a roaring sound, and it was very coercive. I want to ask your grandfather what happened? By the way, what did you just say? What do those great masters mean?"
"Grandpa made a breakthrough, and that whistle was made by grandpa. Those great masters are congratulating grandpa in the restaurant."
"Your grandpa made a breakthrough?" Yang Shanyue suddenly opened his eyes wide and was completely awake.
&n?The cost, plus he still has one on him, already has seven. He put the remaining twelve in a bottle and gave them to grandpa.
"So many?" Yang Zhen picked up the bottle and looked stunned.
"I have refined the elixir to a full elixir," Yang Chen said.
"Is your level of alchemy already so high?"
Yang Zhen couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't say anything else. He knew that it was impossible for Yang Chen to give up martial arts and focus on alchemy. Moreover, Yang Chen's future path is no longer something he, a grandfather, can decide.
"Grandpa, I will leave tomorrow."
"Going back to Shanghai University?"
"Well, by the way, it's the eighth birthday of the ancestor of the Yun family, did you invite our Yang family?"
"No!" Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "The Yun family invited all the sects and hidden families in China. Are you going?"
"I'll go take a look."
"Because of Yunyue?"
"yes!"
"Be careful!" Yang Zhen patted Yang Chen on the shoulder, then turned and left.
"Chenchen, you and Yunyue forget it, you can handle your own affairs." Yang Shanyue also patted Yang Chen on the shoulder and turned to leave.
Yang Chen looked at Yang Zhen¡¯s leaving figure with a smile on his lips. This time, grandpa just told him to be careful. His expression was not as solemn as when he mentioned the Hidden Family two years ago. It seems that grandpa is not so afraid of the Hidden Family now.
These are all due to different strengths.
Beijing No. 1 Middle School.
The early morning sunshine fell on each of the youthful students, flowing into the school gate like a torrent.