After thinking about it, Yang Wudi relaxed and looked at the problem no longer so persistently.

If you don't have strong strength to rely on, sometimes getting the fairy grass is not a good thing!

People's hearts are unpredictable. If word spreads, those sanctimonious and righteous people will instantly show their ugly faces. At that time, the tragedy of a few years ago may befall the tribe again.

The most important goal of the Po clan now is to recuperate and quietly wait for Yang Pojun to grow up. Before he grows up, Yang Wudi does not want to cause any trouble.

"Alas! Brother, why don't I know it? It's just that I have suppressed it for too long these years, and finally learned about the magical existence of fairy grass, so I can't help but have some expectations in my heart!"

The fifth elder shook his head mockingly, then looked at Yang Pojun and showed a calm smile: "You can't be too greedy. It is a gift from God for our Po clan to have Xiaojun, a future star.

, Haha! Don’t ask for anything else, don’t ask for anything else!”

"Jun'er, promise grandpa, at least until you become a Titled Douluo, you won't tell anyone about the fact that you have eaten jelly grass. You have to know that this matter is not only related to your own safety.

If you encounter someone with ulterior motives, I am afraid that both the Po clan and the Min clan will not be able to escape their involvement!"

"Well, I know, grandpa!"

Seeing Yang Wudi's extremely serious and worried look, Yang Pojun also understood the depth of it. Even if Yang Wudi didn't say it, he himself would not act like an idiot and spread it around the world.

This kind of good thing is of course a good way to make a fortune silently!

It can not only improve the quality of martial arts spirits without any side effects, but also enhance physical fitness, increase people's potential, and increase soul power. Who wouldn't be greedy for such fairy grass?

Although unlike the Seraph Martial Spirit, he is only a pseudo-innate with level 20 full soul power, the soul power in his body is real.

Therefore, regardless of the quality of the martial soul, in terms of soul power, his start is completely on the same level as Qian Renxue.

It is conceivable that if it spreads, the entire continent will be boiling in an instant, and the fairy grass that can rival the Seraphim's martial spirit will surely cause a bloody storm in the soul master world.

And of course he, the culprit, will instantly become the object of research by everyone. When the time comes, it will definitely not be a good feeling to be treated as a guinea pig.

Therefore, Yang Pojun plans to forget this matter in his heart forever!

"Well, as long as you understand the truth, Jun'er, there are many geniuses in the world, but few can truly grow up. You have to know that the more outstanding a person is, the easier it is to arouse the jealousy of others.

Grandpa can't always be around to protect you, so you have to know how to hide yourself and how to protect yourself.

As a soul master, your talent makes grandpa very happy.

But, on the contrary, because you are so good, grandpa is worried about your safety.

Your talent is a hope for the Broken Clan, but it is not good news for Wuhun Palace or other sects.

Therefore, you must remember that when you are practicing alone outside in the future, you need to think twice about everything and don't be too impulsive.

Only those who endure can live longer, and only if you live long enough can your talents be perfectly reflected."

Yang Wudi taught Yang Pojun earnestly and earnestly, and now he was really confused in his heart!

I should be happy that my grandson can have top-notch talents, but it is the nature of young people to be competitive and competitive.

Therefore, the only thing he is afraid of now is that this kid Yang Pojun is arrogant and arrogant, and is blinded by his own talent. In his youth and arrogance, he accidentally exposes the fact that he has eaten fairy grass.

"Haha, brother, I think your worries are unnecessary. Although Xiaojun is young, he has always been prudent in his actions. The life and death of hundreds of people are related. How could he talk nonsense without knowing the meaning?"

The fifth elder is now more and more satisfied with Yang Pojun. He patted his shoulder with a doting look on his face: "Really? Grandson?"

After hearing the fifth elder's question, Yang Pojun's forehead suddenly drew three black lines!

There was nothing wrong with what the fifth elder said about his grandson, but Yang Pojun felt particularly awkward when he heard it. He always had the illusion that someone else was scolding him.

But he couldn't refuse to answer this question. The fifth elder and Yang Wudi were looking at him with twinkling eyes...

"Uh...yes...yes...Fifth Grandpa is right!"

After listening to Yang Pojun's answer, the smile on the fifth elder's face became brighter and his tone became more bold:

"Okay, brother, don't be so cautious all the time. Xiaojun is still young after all, so don't put so much pressure on him.

We old immortals are not dead yet. Even if the sky falls, we will still be able to carry it.

Although our broken clan is now in decline, it is not something that anyone can control.

Besides, young people? How can you not have a little bit of blood? Without blood, are you still a member of our broken clan?

Grandson, remember, as long as you don’t spread the news about the fairy grass, if anything happens, your fifth grandfather will help you take care of it!

Grandpa Wu has no other abilities, and he has never been afraid of anyone in a fight!"

Yang Wudi, who had always been worried, fell silent for a moment after listening to what the fifth elder said.

The fifth elder's words were like a wake-up call, instantly waking up Yang Wudi from his dream!

The dark clouds that lingered in my heart in the past also disappeared with a wave!

Although the fifth elder's words may seem arrogant, they are not crude. The belief of the Po family is to move forward fearlessly and fearlessly.

However, I don’t know since when, I have become timid and worried about gains and losses.

Maybe his expectations for Yang Pojun were too high, which made him forget his former faith.

A broken clan, pointed by the spear, is either dead or alive!

After thinking about everything, Yang Wudi's eyes regained the sharp light they once had: "Haha, Lao Wu is right, I was too careful. There has never been anyone in our Po clan who is afraid of death."

"Is this right? When has my Po clan ever been afraid of life and death? Let's go, Xiaojun, let Fifth Grandpa open his eyes and see your thousand-year-level first soul skill."

After a martial spirit obtains a soul ring, its skills will go through a process of mutation. Different martial spirits and the same soul ring will produce absolutely different skills, and vice versa. Even if the soul rings have different ages, the skills will be different.

There will be a big difference.

Therefore, although the soul rings absorbed by Yang Pojun came from the same kind of soul beast as those of other tribesmen, their age was vastly different.

Therefore, even the fifth elder of Soul Douluo is not sure what the effect of Yang Pojun's first soul ring is.

When mentioning Wuhun, not only Yang Pojun, but also Yang Wudi showed a look of anticipation.

Although a thousand-year soul ring is nothing in his eyes, the first thousand-year soul ring has a completely different meaning.
Chapter completed!