Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chu Yang has been struggling to walk the wire!

The enormous power of heaven and earth flows out of the sword grid. The infinite power of the Divine Soul strikes his divine mind like a tide from the life and soul of the Nine Swordsmen that he swallowed!

This direct mountain overwhelming power has allowed Chuyang to approach the edge of collapse thousands of times in these days.

It's like he's walking a wire at a tortoise speed on a mountain cliff covered with ice and snow! Besides, the wire was snow-contaminated and slippery.

An inadvertent, crushed bone!

He doesn't even know how long he's been unconscious.

Until a while he felt like he was born in a warm embrace, a happiness close to the foetus.

Around, it was all the breath of a mother… all the warmth of dreams that yearned for two generations and could not be obtained.

This feeling greatly relaxed his mind.

Since then, his entry has gradually stabilized...

Until today, I suddenly felt that warm breath suddenly became furious and angry, seemingly filled with absolute pain...

This feeling caused Chu Yang to sober up in a coma.

Though this is not the best time for Chu Yang to wake up, he almost forced himself to wake up!

At the moment of awakening, with a little consciousness, Chuyang's intuitive eyelids were as heavy as mountains, powerless as paralysis.

His body seemed to float underwater and seemed to float in the sky. It's been a long time since I could calm down.

Only vague and clear words, every word goes into my ear... every word, clear and clear, seems to be in my dreams...

Long ago, Chu Yang only understood... did he... actually return to the Chu family?

What's going on?

He didn't have time to think about it, but the more intense he heard the crowd say, he had pushed things to the brink of impenetrability. Feeling the sadness and anger of her mother, Chuyang opened his eyes despite everything!

“This... Uncle, I don't know how many of your sons... have all been tested?” Chuyang's words are truly astonishing.

“Me? What am I testing?” Chu Feilong shouted unconsciously: “My sons didn't lose it. ”

Chu Yang smiled weakly, forcibly cheered up, and quickly changed the subject: “I just... don't know, what conditions does this prove to be...? How can you verify who you are? ”

Chu Xiongcheng looked at this weak teenager lying in bed, his eyes were complicated, he had pity, he had calm.

Long ago, he said: "The key is the purple crystal jade medulla in your hand! ”

He sighed deeply: "Back then, Ruolan's father received the purple crystal cord, divided it into two pieces, and asked a friend to help him make two pieces of identity jade. One of these pieces is your own tongue tipped with blood, raw and broken into the cord, forming a ‘Chu' word. ”

“If you really are yourself, stab a drop of blood on the tip of your tongue, push it into the purple crystal jade medulla, coincide with the Chu word, it will naturally appear dissolved, then the Chu word will become flashing gold. is to prove who you are. ”

Chu Xiong slowly said.

“Father's right, that's right.” Chu Feilong nodded, looking at Chuyang, and said kindly: “Young man, you must know whether the blood of the family is pure or not, but it is related to the grandchildren's inheritance, don't grieve. ”

“I'm very cooperative!” Chuyang said weakly: “I yearn more than anyone... to return to my ancestors, I yearn for a home... I have yearned for 19 years...”

When I heard the words of my son, Yang Joran's eyes were brimming with tears. Almost want to hug my son in his arms right now, kiss him hard enough.

“This... purple crystalline jade medulla, should be available to all of our Chu family?” Chuyang coughed, "Because... after all, it is the blood of the children of the Chu family... as long as it is the children of the Chu family, it should work, and there will be no conflict. ”

“Theoretically so.” Chu Xiongcheng touched his beard and felt that this boy had some other intentions. I just couldn't think of it for a moment.

It's not like this guy just got back, is it?

Chu Yang gasped weakly for a few breaths, and his voice hurried: “Then what are you waiting for? Isn't that just a drop of blood? Let's get started... I can't wait..."

Chu Feilong is a bit of a whisperer. This hillbilly seems to have been dreaming for a long time. No wonder he can't wait...

Since Chu Yang opened his mouth, Chu Jia Lao Sichu Flying Smoke has been standing still.

No one else has really heard this... but Chu Feiyan... has heard it more than once!

Really this kid.

Chu Feiyan wanted to groan.

The prince of Yan who shook his name for three days!

Chu Feiyan's face twisted.

If anyone knew... I had found him more than a year ago, but there was no conclusive evidence to bring him home... I could not believe I had dragged him home for more than a year!

If my father and sister-in-law knew... that I was so skinny, I couldn't keep it! If you don't get ripped off three layers of skin alive, even if you see a ghost!

And... if the old ancestors knew they had done such a stupid thing... the punishment is expected to be even heavier, maybe decades on the face of the wall... that's not surprising!

The whole family's looking forward to it. You found it yourself and dragged it for a year and a half?

What an asshole.

So the moment Chu Fei Yang opened his mouth, he lowered his eyebrows and shrunk aside. Heart, if it really is... then how can I erase this?

Looks like the roots are still on this kid...

In front of all eyes, Yang Ruolan shook his hands, grabbed a fine needle, gently stabbed him on the tip of Chuyang's tongue, a drop of red blood seeped out.

Chu Xiong waved his hand. The drop of blood had taken off the tip of Chu Yang's tongue and landed on the purple cord. Then, Grandpa Chu violently heyed, all white light appeared, already carried the divine power, controlled this drop of blood, printed the past towards the ‘Chu’ word in the middle of the purple crystal jade medulla!

He thought it would take a lot of strength, but he didn't think, almost instantly, that before he could push, the drop of blood seeped in.

The next moment, blood climbed onto the word 'Chu' as if it had its own sense of autonomy.

Immediately afterwards, without warning, the word 'Chu' suddenly brightened up, turning into a bright gold color and glowing! In the cord of the jade, around the word 'Chu', a circle of purple light, the ultimate of the imperial family.

Then a line of small words pops up in this aperture.

Everyone looked at it.

‘The blood of the tip of the tongue, the soul of the purple crystal, the blood of the Chu family, is confirmed as correct; the heavenly precision method, unquestionable! ’

These 24 words are as thin as hair, but they are clearly drawn, dragons flying and dancing, naturally carrying a hubris arrogance!

“That's him! That's right! ”

In the interior, everyone shouts surprises at the same time.

Including Chu Feilong, the expression on his face now seems to be also a heartfelt surprise!

“Son... bitter you!” Chu Xiong Cheng's old tears crossed and held Chu Yang in his arms.

Chuyang hissed and exhaled: “Gently...... bone bones...... bones are breaking......"

He is now powerless, like cotton, hugged by Grandpa Chu, risk some fractures.

Master Chu just woke up: “Ohhhhh......” Hurry to let him go.

Though prepared, Chu Feiling and Yang Joran were stunned by this huge surprise. For a moment, the room just felt like a drum, almost jumping out of their throats.

The two of them stood like wooden chickens, unable to move for a moment.

It's really my son!

Now, there's no more doubt!

Even Chu Feilong now has no reason.

“Congratulations sister-in-law, Hee-hee!” Chu Feilong and Chu Feiyan simultaneously congratulate each other. The voice is sincere, but one of them is genuine, and one of them is false, so it's worth thinking about.

The whole room seemed to be full of joy and ocean atmosphere. The sword just pulled out of the crossbow, it seemed to fly without wings...

Chu Feilong naturally hoped that this would go away. He is now full of depression and hard work, but he has been turned into nothing by the other party's eyes. Why is he in a depressed mood?

As for Chu Xiongcheng, the old man naturally didn't want any more waves. After all, everyone is a family, and they are their own sons, no matter what the unhappiness, the old man does not want to see.

Yang Ruolan and Chu Feiling also want to get rid of them quickly at this moment... son, not yet hugged... just talking right now.

But there are those who are reluctant to let it go.

“My identity… can you confirm it?” Chu Yang gasped weakly, with a sense of sadness.

“Good boy, prove it, you are my good grandson, who dares say no, my husband is the first to rip his mouth off!” Chu Xiong made a busy promise, comforting, his old eyes were still a little red.

Poor child, truly loyal, honest and knowledgeable about etiquette...

“Great... then I am the Chu family... eldest grandson?” Chuyang's voice was weak, but he insisted. Seems like you'll faint when you're done asking.

“Of course!” Chu Xiongcheng muted.

“Great... in that case, call Uncle Er, Uncle Three, Uncle Four... and the children of other people to come and have a test.” Chuyang took a long breath of relief and comfort.

He said it very lightly, like: Oops, after holding it for so long, I finally peed. It's so good. Come and take a dip too...

That's normal...

But the crowd suddenly stopped!

“Test… test? Why?” Grandpa Chu was a little dizzy.

“Grandfather… I… I am thinking for the sake of my family… We Chu blood, must be pure! For the blood life of our ancestors for thousands of years... for the purity of generations to come..."

Chuyang's weak voice seemed to want to break his breath, but he was perfectly upbeat. Dan's heart was bright and full of loyalty. He cut off his nails: “... for the sake of the family, for the sake of... the inheritance of cigarettes... must be tested! ”

“This...” Old Master Chu was very difficult: “Don't you need it? ”

Chu Feilong smiled: “Big nephew, my family is not the same as yours. Your brothers have not lost them. ”

“I haven't lost it, not necessarily!” Chuyang screamed, seriously, the words are strict: “Who can be sure about this... what if there are other circumstances? Uncle, you can't be careless...”

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