Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying-Chapter 606 - 404: My Name is Yang Qiangzheng, A Veteran Unlucky Guy

Chapter 606 -404: My Name is Yang Qiangzheng, A Veteran Unlucky Guy

My name is Yang Qiangzheng, a seasoned unlucky fellow.

This year I am 9 years old, and I am from the Yang Family, the first family of the Danai Dynasty, and the grandson of Yang Shi.

I like small animals and hate reading books.

My physique is special; not only do I often get sick myself, but my cultivation is always inexplicably blocked, and anyone who comes into contact with me will inexplicably encounter bad luck.

After three years, by the beginning of this year, I finally understood the “Five Dao Qi Cultivation Technique” created by my uncle whom I’ve never met, and was promoted to an honorable Qi Refining Stage Cultivator.

Grandpa praised me as the first prodigy of the Yang Family, but the ancestor said… I am not as good as a guy named Yang Feng. The ancestor seems to like comparing me to this guy.

The ancestor said that Yang Feng is also my brother, but I think he must be wrong…

According to the knowledge my sister taught me last week, our generation of the Yang Family should be named with ‘Qiang’ and ‘Qiang’, this brother’s name is different from ours.

He’s so aloof.

Alas, it’s getting colder and colder recently.

Since last year, when my brother and sister encountered heart demons while cultivating beside me, causing their realms to drop, they rarely come to find me anymore.

After my mother took care of them, she had a long talk with me overnight, telling me to take it easy, saying it was Heavenly Dao’s punishment for my talent in immortal cultivation, but she would love me forever.

That night, I cried very sadly…

Mother’s heart demon was very powerful; it not only invaded her mind but also casually gave me a beating.

If grandpa hadn’t seen and suppressed mother’s heart demon with divine skills, I might not be sitting in the courtyard dazing today.

Later, mother also rarely came to see me, saying it was good for both of us.

I cried and asked mother, do you not love me anymore?

“Little Zheng, distance creates love.”

Mother’s voice came from twenty miles away on the city wall.

My servants also had accidents one after another, and now no one dares to serve me.

Perhaps, I am really meant to be lonely all my life.

It’s winter, sigh, it’s so cold this year…

“Yang Qiangzheng! Still dazing! Did you cultivate today!”

At the gate of Yang Qiangzheng’s courtyard, a lively girl with twin ponytails looked at Yang Qiangzheng with a disapproving face, the book in her hand already searching for an angle.

At this moment, Yang Qiangzheng instinctively felt a pain in his head.

Yang Qiangjing’s book always hits his head accurately, even though he is at the Qi Refining Stage of cultivation, it’s hard to dodge, as if it contains some kind of Heavenly Dao!

So strange!

Oh, I forgot to introduce her, this is my sister.

A very very very smart person, she is not afraid of my unlucky physique because she is so smart that she can perceive danger before it arrives and easily avoid it.

At this moment, a hint of a happy smile appeared on Yang Qiangzheng’s dazed little face.

Only sister Yang Qiangjing has never disliked him, she has always been by his side since he can remember.

“Don’t hit! Listen to my excuses! Ah! I mean, I have a reason!”

Yang Qiangzheng hurriedly explained, while Yang Qiangjing looked at him knowingly.

“Having issues with practice again?”

“Hmm, hmm, hmm!”

Yang Qiangzheng nodded hurriedly, even though he is a full head taller than his sister, with cultivation at a formidable Qi Refining Stage, he feels that his sister is the smartest person in the world, she can always guide him.

Poof!

In Yang Qiangjing’s hand, a parasol materialized out of thin air, accurately blocking the bird droppings falling from the sky.

Bang!

A gust of wind blew by, and the shining parasol resisted the falling tiles from the roof.

Simultaneously, Yang Qiangjing deftly put away the umbrella, tossing two array stones behind her.

Woof woof woof woof woof ~

An out-of-control Spirit Dog with eyes bloodshot charged in from outside.

Bam!

It crashed right into Yang Qiangjing’s array stone shield.

“Come on, let’s go to the practice room, show me your operation.”

Having skillfully isolated all inexplicable dangers, Yang Qiangjing went on to explain the Qi Refinement cultivation technique to Yang Qiangzheng.

After her guidance, the problem Yang Qiangzheng encountered yesterday was indeed resolved!

Yang Qiangzheng smiled.

“Sister, they all say I’m dumb, actually, most of the time I’m cunning as a fox. I know you’re truly the one who treats me well, I will always protect you!”

Bang!

Yang Qiangjing casually tossed a thick book which precisely hit Yang Qiangzheng’s head.

“Less nonsense, more reading, finish this ‘Five Thousand Years of the Demon Clan’ tonight, let’s see how smart you really are.”

Yang Qiangzheng opened his mouth wide, staring at the book thicker than his own face.

“This book, today? Are you sure???” freēwēbηovel.c૦m

“Otherwise? Do you need two days to read this little?”

Yang Qiangzheng felt dizzy.

“Fine… let’s eat first, my head’s a bit dizzy, probably from hunger.”

“That would be brain dysfunction syndrome, but… by this time, they should have dealt with that crazy dog.”

The siblings walked out, and just in time, saw the corpse of a Spirit Dog.

A faint green light emerged from Yang Qiangzheng’s hand as he walked toward the Spirit Dog’s corpse…

Boom!

The Yang Family Courtyard erupted with numerous air currents, and experts flew out in all directions!

The explosion of currents stirred up dust in Yang Qiangzheng’s courtyard, fruits from the old tree in the courtyard kept crashing down on Yang Qiangzheng’s head.

These large fruits hurt much more than a book when they hit.

Bang bang bang!

A parasol appeared above Yang Qiangzheng’s head, blocking all the fruits.

Little Yang Qiangjing struggled to hold the parasol over Yang Qiangzheng’s head.

“Sister…”

Yang Qiangzheng wanted to cry.

“Eat your dog corpse.”

Yang Qiangjing rolled her eyes.

Yang Qiangzheng placed his hand on it, activating the [Corpse Collector] talent, the Qi Refining Stage Spirit Dog corpse turned into pure spiritual power and qi-blood flowing into his body.

“This is my way of cultivation.”