The protagonist of destiny is online

The sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear.

On the boulevard, Yan Xuekong was holding Xie Yuchen's hand, pulling forward vigorously: "Brother Junyu, run, we're going to be late!"

Today he was wearing a white cloud-pattern exercise uniform, his moon-like silver hair was tied into a high ponytail, and his pink face was upright and serious, as if he was going to do something big.

Xie Yuchen let him drag him, and still walked at a leisurely pace: "I won't sleep at night and won't wake up in the morning, is it you?"

The cub puffed up its cheeks and turned its face away.

"You can only run like this in the foundation building stage, so many steps are useless." Xie Yuchen thought slightly, stepped across the road with one step, and appeared in front of the library door with the cub.

Yan Xuekong laughed happily and waved inside: "Uncle Yin, Yan Yan is here!"

Yin Zhi had been waiting for a long time. When he heard the voice, he looked up and saw two dolls, one big and one small walking in. He raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on Xie Yuchen.

Hearing that, Hou found a playmate for the prince, and said he was from the Dragon Race of the Four Seas, the prince's cousin.

In fact, Yin Zhi knew very well that Emperor Yuan originally considered Yan Wenyou as the candidate, but unfortunately that child had a bad temper, and this one, for some reason, Yin Zhi felt a sense of disobedience when he saw him.

However, the prince's status is precious, and those who can accompany him must have been selected by the emperor and empress thousands of times, so there should be no problem.

"Your Highness," Yin Zhi withdrew his gaze, smiled at Yan Xuekong, and teased, "I thought you would skip my class just like the Taifu's class."

"I'm not skipping class now." Yan Xuekong held his face in both hands, and explained seriously: "Last time skipping class, the Taifu chased after him and fell down. Yan Yan knew he was pretending, but mother said, respect the old man Respect for the old."

"..."

Yin Zhi thought of Zhang Taifu's striding steps, and was full of emotion. Teaching these years has to play tricks with the little baby, which is not easy.

"Ahem," he cleared his throat, paced with his hands behind his back, "Teacher teaches you how to read, write, and tell right from wrong. I only teach you how to cultivate and how to fight. Your Highness, to be honest, I am not as good as you in terms of cultivation." Your father and mother, I am not as good as the Master of Qingqiong Island in terms of Taoism, I am not as good as the headmaster of Tianjian Mountain in terms of swordsmanship, but in terms of erudition, they are not as good as me."

After listening to this section of self-boasting, Yan Xuekong patted his little hands to save face, while Xie Yuchen was expressionless and showed no appreciation.

"Your Highness, there are demons and ghosts in Jiuzhou today, cultivating Taoism, Buddhas and demons, practicing swords and martial arts, and practicing alchemy and talisman formations." Yin Zhi lowered his head, looked at the young children in front of him, and sighed: "The Dao is three thousand, and the Dao produces ten thousand dharmas. Specialize in one way, and some people who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth want to integrate the world's Taoism into one body."

Yan Xuekong raised his hand: "For example, Uncle Yin?"

Yin Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Yes, for example, I am not greedy enough to achieve anything."

Yan Xuekong tilted his head, his pale golden eyes were like the sunshine on the snow-capped mountains, warm and bright but not scorching, he raised his face, and said tenderly: "If it is Yan Yan, he wants to learn everything, it sounds like That's great."

"I don't need the consolation of you little doll," Yin Zhi laughed, and put his hand on the cub's head, "Your Highness, you are so talented that you can learn anything you want, I just want to tell you how hard it is in the world of mortals." , the road is long, every step you take, every decision you make, you must think carefully, and don't let yourself regret it in the future."

After more than ten years, looking back at the beginning, he finally regretted it.

Yan Xuekong seemed to understand, but felt that although Uncle Yin usually had a playful smile, he never seemed to be really happy.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense," Yin Zhi knelt down, casually pointed his palm at the cub, and signaled, "Your Highness, try to punch me with all your strength."

All the strength?

Yan Xuekong looked at Xie Yuchen, should he call "Tai Cang"?

Xie Yuchen looked back at him calmly, with a look of "refusing to call".

"Okay, okay." Yan Xuekong clenched his fist and smashed Yin Zhi's palm, but Yin Zhi's palm was as still as a mountain, no matter how hard he tried to push it, he couldn't move it: "Hi!"

Cultivation is not easy, Yan Yan sighed.

"Concentrate the spiritual power on the fist, will your Highness do it?"

"Will do."

Yan Xuekong blinked his eyes, the golden color in his pupils became thicker and thicker, and as the spiritual power of the foundation establishment period emerged, a faint dao rhyme flowed around his body.

"I'm... stupid! Your parents cheated on me again! Did you just lead the breath into your body? Why did you build the foundation!" When fists and palms met, Yin Zhi's face changed drastically, and he jumped up as if he was on fire. He shook his hands: "It's so hot!"

He spread his hands, and sure enough, smoke came out of his palms.

With the strength of the foundation building period, he couldn't hurt him naturally, but he just wanted not to bully the little baby, so he didn't use spiritual power to protect his body at all.

However, Yin Zhi was even more shocked: "Your Highness, when did you build your foundation? And how can your spiritual power be so pure?"

"Yanyan sleeps, and when she wakes up, the foundation will be established."

This innocent answer can piss off a large number of hard-working practitioners, Yin Zhi almost vomited blood: "I'm convinced, if I had this talent when I was young, I might have already stood shoulder to shoulder with Yuanchen Tianzun."

The cub was amused and laughed, then looked up curiously at the blue sky.

Many people have mentioned Yuanchen Tianzun, saying how powerful, ruthless, and powerful he is, but Yan Xuekong is thinking, how lonely it must be to stand on such a high place alone?

Fighting invincible hands all over the world, looking back, there are no regulars in the world.

His mother once said this sentence, but he actually didn't quite understand it. At this time, he entered the foundation building and looked at the unattainable sky, and he tasted some inexplicable taste from it.

It's just that the cub's emotions came and went quickly, and he put these thoughts behind him in a blink of an eye, hugged Yin Zhi's leg, and asked about the exercises of various sects.

By the way, he also demonstrated the moves learned from Mu Hongyi and Shangguan Mengyin.

Yin Zhi was already numb, and began to explain the cultivation method to him carefully. Although the cub was already at the foundation stage, he could read all kinds of spells and moves, but Yin Zhi found that he didn't know how to use it.

Just like climbing a mountain, an ordinary person climbs slowly step by step, and he will directly reach the top of the mountain.

What Yin Zhi has to do is to teach him how to use his talent: "Your Highness, it's a good thing to know a lot of things, but it doesn't mean you are the best. The key is that you have to make these things your own."

Yan Xuekong thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "Yanyan understands, the Taoism of the world is integrated into one body, and then all ways are unified, and all laws are unified."

Xie Yuchen's eyebrows moved slightly, and inexplicable emotions flashed in his eyes.

Yin Zhi: "..." The master who made this little baby is looking for abuse, he shouldn't agree to that cunning couple, he should let them teach by themselves!

From this day on, Yan Xuekong's daily itinerary was almost fixed. He came to the library in the morning, took a nap for half an hour after lunch, and when he woke up, he went to learn poetry and book etiquette from the Taifu. At night, Yan Yuan and Hua Yuelong When you are free, you will play with him.

Originally, the cub didn't like these lessons, but he found it very interesting again with more people.

In the study, Taifu Zhang walked over stroking his white beard. Yan Xuekong was sitting upright at the desk writing, but when Taifu Zhang turned around, he threw a ball of paper onto Xie Yuchen's desk next to him.

Xie Yuchen ignored him, and he continued to throw it persistently. Soon, the desk was covered with balls of paper.

The corners of Zhang Taifu's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help it: "His Royal Highness, what do you want to do?"

"Teacher Taifu, Yanyan's hand hurts!" The cub put down his pen and hugged Taifu Zhang's arm: "Can you take a rest?"

Zhang Taifu sullenly said: "His Royal Highness, I just took a rest fifteen minutes ago. Look at your words, and then look at the words of Your Highness Jun Yu. Don't you think you need to work harder?"

The cub continued to shake his arm, and said coquettishly, "Teacher Taifu, Yanyan is working hard."

The immature child's voice yelling softly, coupled with the aggrieved expression on the cute little face, can be called the number one killer. At least Taifu Zhang couldn't hold back anymore, and cleared his throat: "The old minister wants to make a cup of tea, Your Highness, let's rest on our own." .”

Yan Xuekong cheered, turned around and asked Xie Yuchen: "Brother Junyu, why are you ignoring Yanyan?"

Xie Yuchen asked back: "Why should I talk to you during class time?"

Yan Xuekong retorted ferociously: "It should be dealt with, no matter what time it is."

His cheeks were swollen, Xie Yuchen raised his hand and squeezed them, and then spread out the balls of paper on the desk one by one, with a lot of messy graffiti drawn on them, one thing to say, this little guy's painting skills are really not flattering.

"The people around you dote on you too much. If you go outside in the future, no one will spoil you so much."

As Xie Yuchen spoke, his hands kept moving, folding sheets of paper into small animals of different shapes, which attracted the cub's amazed exclamation, and the cub picked up a pair of lifelike dragons and phoenixes, and happily raised them above his head.

"Others are not parents, not Uncle Yin, not Taifu, not brother Junyu." Yan Xuekong said as a matter of course.

Zhang Taifu was sitting in front, holding a cup of tea, watching the two little dolls interacting cheerfully. Since His Royal Highness came to share the bear's energy, he was much more at ease.

Xie Yuchen shook his head, took the toy from the cub, and said, "Sit down."

Yan Xuekong snorted softly, and the next moment his shoulders were pressed, Xie Yuchen walked around behind him, held his wrist, lifted the pen down, and taught him to write the name stroke by stroke.

The surroundings became strangely quiet, and the sounds of birds and people gradually faded away.

Yan Xuekong looked at the more and more neat handwriting on the paper, turned his head, saw Xie Yuchen's indifferent face, for some reason he was a little startled, and looked at him seriously.

Xie Yuchen asked: "What are you looking at?"

A bright smile appeared on Yan Xuekong's face: "Brother Junyu has a sharp mouth and a tofu heart, Yanyan likes brother Junyu the most!"

"For the sake of your four years old." Xie Yuchen was noncommittal to this evaluation, and said indifferently: "When you are a few years older, you see, I still don't care about you."

"it is good--"

Yan Xuekong dragged his tone and announced cheerfully: "Then Yanyan will always be four years old!"

The golden sunlight pierced through the window, and childish voices filled the study room. Zhang Taifu couldn't help laughing, and Xie Yuchen patted the cub on the back of the head lightly, saying: "Childish."

Yan Xuekong smiled, rolled his eyes, let go of the pen, climbed onto the chair, turned around and hugged his neck, rubbing against his neck like a kitten: "Hmm."