Since that's the case, why not let him do what he likes.

"My husband is probably too slight on Qi'er."

There was a little displeasure in Nangong Yue's eyes and said suddenly:

"As a mother who raises three sons, I understand better that he is far better than two brothers. This is an intuition: he is a child who cannot be measured by talent."

"Haha, since that's the case, then we'll wait and see."

Yang Linsheng said with confidence: "We will use 100,000 years to evaluate his achievements. Then see who is right?"

"Hundreds of thousands of years? Good."

Nangong Yue agreed without hesitation.

As a mother, her confidence comes from her belief in her own flesh and blood, and from her indescribable intuition in her heart.

...

Not long after Yang Fangang walked out of the city lord's study, he was stopped by his elder brother Yang Gang.

"Third brother, my father is willing to teach you the unique knowledge of "Purple Heaven Ten Thousand Brahmas Art" to you. This shows how you can refuse your expectations and deep love for you?"

"Do you know that the 'Purple Heaven Wanfan Art' is the ultimate skill of my Yang family, and it is passed down by men but not women. It is not the core family's children and cannot be practiced. What an honor it is for you to grant such qualifications from your father."

Yang Gang came to squat and gave some preaching to his third brother Yang Qi.

Yang Fan was silent at the beginning.

And Yang Gang had enough patience and had no intention of stopping after speaking for half an hour.

Facts show that Yang Fan is more patient than him.

Two hours later, Yang Fan closed his eyes slightly.

"Third brother, what do you think?"

Yang Gang finally said anxiously.

"Brother, are you willing to impose things you don't like on you?"

Yang Fan's calm way.

"Of course I don't want to." Yang Gang didn't think about it.

"Brother, aren't you doing this now? The target is your own brother."

Yang Fan gently pursed the corners of his mouth.

"this……"

Yang Gang's words were stagnant.

Since then, the eldest son Yang Gang has never mentioned this matter again.

...

In this way, Yang Fan lives in an environment like the City Lord's Mansion: a slightly old-fashioned father, a mother who loves him, a righteous elder brother, and a wise second brother.

None of his relatives is an ordinary person, and his cultivation level has reached the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Time has passed day by day.

As he grew older, Yang Fan's footsteps gradually walked out of the city lord's mansion.

When he was five years old, his mother often sent people to accompany him for a walk.

When he was seven years old, he often went in and out of the city lord's mansion, unobstructed.

The scale of Linyuan City exceeded Yang Fan's imagination.

This is a fairy city with a radius of millions of miles, which governs a nearby territory of billions of miles.

And his father Yang Lin is the supreme ruler of this world.

When he was ten years old, Yang Fan did not practice any martial arts.

Most of the time, he always closes his eyes and stays in a quiet environment, like an old monk meditating.

On several occasions, he closed his eyes and meditated for a month or two.

This is completely unimaginable for a child.

In view of this situation, when he was seven years old, his mother Nangong Yue proposed whether she was willing to practice other exercises.

"Although the third brother is unwilling to practice the family-born 'Purple Heaven Ten Thousand Brahma Art', he seems to be practicing something, and he must have his own secret."

Deep in Yang Dong's heart, his curiosity about his third brother became stronger and stronger.

In the end, this curiosity reached the limit of patience and decided to give it a try.

(It's already early in the morning when I'm sweating.
Chapter completed!