"The Chu patriarch is not small. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Since that's the case, let's take our leave first. The old man got up with a smile, and Chu Yi and Chu Wushuang also stood up.

"Senior, our Chu family deserves these things, please take them back!" Chu Yi said, pointing to the box in the corner.

This made Chu Wushuang's eyes show a look of relief, if it weren't for Chu Yi's sudden strange illness of the inexplicable loss of true yuan power, he would one day become a powerful martial artist.

"Okay, then we won't bother. However, Miss Wushuang, the door of the Shen Xing family will always be open to you. The old man smiled slightly, and walked out first.

The young man glared at Chu Yi fiercely, his eyes were full of murderous aura, but in the end he restrained himself and walked out with the old man. The slaves who were resting in the courtyard rushed in and quickly carried the boxes out.

"Auntie, I'm sorry. After these people left, Chu Yi suddenly remembered that maybe Chu Wushuang was willing to marry him, after all, this Shenxing family looked very magnificent, and it was much happier to marry in the past than to guard himself here, so he said apologetically at the moment.

"No, Xiao Yi, you did a good job, and my aunt is very satisfied. Chu Wushuang said with a smile.

Her temperament is so noble, sometimes it makes Chu Yi a little confused. What kind of family background does my aunt have to have such a temperament?

"Old Xia, it's just a remnant of the evil seed, and he dares to refuse our proposal!" At this time, the old man and the young man were already on their way back, and the young man said indignantly.

"Shut up, Zhongping, if you continue to have such an attitude, don't blame me for corporal punishment on you. Do you know that today you almost came out of your mouth!" Na Xia reprimanded with a sinking face.

His position in the Shenxing family is enshrined, and he is a very respected figure, and although the Shenxing family is a gate valve, the strongest is only a second-grade martial artist, and Xia Lao is at least a strong person who can be ranked in the top five of the family, so although this Shenxing Zhongping is still a little unconvinced, he can only accept the reprimand obediently.

"Do you know that this martial family, famous family, and even the royal family are all a privileged class within a system, and they are protected by the martial powerhouses. And you actually dare to say that you want to destroy the Chu family, you really don't know whether you are alive or dead! If the patriarch knows, you will feel better. Xia Lao said coldly.

Shen Xingzhongping could hear a cold sweat.

"Old Xia, Zhong Ping knows that he is wrong. He saluted respectfully to the old man.

Xia Lao nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "This person named Chu Yi is a little tough, but his strength is not good, no matter how hard he is, there is no way to keep his status in the family after half a year." Maybe it won't be half a year, and I heard that he was even disqualified from the martial arts competition. ”

Shen Xingzhongping's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes, when the time comes, they will not even be a family, they will be just lowly commoners, and I can do whatever I want to them. As for Chu Wushuang, I will use her as a foot-washing girl. Shen Xing Zhongping laughed wildly.

Xia Lao shook his head helplessly, if Chu Wushuang was such a simple person, how could he personally go out to propose marriage? This Shen Xing Zhongping's mind was inevitably too simple.

The group quickly rushed to Shencheng, a big city near Hancheng, Xia Lao and Shen Xingzhongping sat on the carriage, while the rest of the slaves rode on different horses, and took out one at random, which was worth more than a thousand gold, and the wealth and power of the gate lord were at a glance.

And what Chu Yi didn't know was that his refusal offended a small gatekeeper, a terrible family that could casually evaporate from the world and possess a handsome and strong man.

The night was sinking like water, although it was already midnight, Chu Yi still didn't have any tiredness. The cold moonlight was reflected through the cracks in the window lattice, as if shining into Chu Yi's heart.

Yan Ruoshui's decision to cancel his qualification to participate in the martial arts competition was actually not very harsh, but for the Chu family, it was equivalent to the last straw that broke the camel's back. This is what Chu Yi is very resentful of her.

However, fortunately, she also gave Chu Yi the last glimmer of hope, and he could regain his qualification by crossing the puppet alley.

However, the question is, is Puppet Alley so easy to break through?

Those who can break through the puppet alley are at least martial arts cultivators.

Martial arts soldiers under the age of eighteen cannot be said to be rare, but in Hancheng, there are really few of them.

The most difficult part of the martial arts road in the Heavenly Dance Continent is the first and last levels. In other words, it is the most difficult to go from a martial boy to an official martial artist, to obtain the title of a martial artist, and to become a martial artist. Of course, it is much more difficult to become a peerless powerhouse like Wuzun, but this also shows how difficult it is to become a martial artist.

Of the 1,000 martial arts boys, perhaps only two or three can become martial soldiers. And after the martial arts, all the way to the martial arts, it was not so difficult. Of course, the premise is that you have strong cheats and resources, otherwise, it is just a luxury.

It is very appropriate to use an idiom on the earth to describe it, that is, poor literature and rich martial arts.

"Why is it that when I read the novel, those traversers are treated so well as soon as they come over? Even if it is a waste for the time being, it can become a strong person in a short period of time, stirring up the situation on Kyushu Island, why am I carrying it like that?" Chu Yi thought helplessly, he couldn't lie down anymore, and got up all of a sudden.

"It's fifteen again. I think back then, the night I secretly went to the Scripture Pavilion, the moon was so white and bright. Chu Yi looked at the moonlight on the horizon and couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

Heng Zhi couldn't sleep, sensing the true yuan power of the three products that still existed in his body, Chu Yi gritted his teeth and became ruthless. "I want to see how this true yuan power disappeared!

The most important thing for a martial artist is the warmth of the body, unless he reaches the level of martial arts commander or above, he can go sleepless for a few days without damage. And below the martial commander, especially when the martial boy is building the foundation, if he stays awake all night, the damage to the body is huge.

And Chu Yi had already felt a kind of despair at this time, but he was still unyielding in his heart, and he continued to run the Zhou Tian cycle frantically in his body at the moment.

The cultivation of the martial arts boy is not enough to have a stable dantian, so running a big week a day is already the limit, and this still refers to the martial arts of the ninth grade. Like Chu Yi, being able to run half of it is very good.

There was a faint feeling of inappropriateness in the dantian, but Chu Yi gritted his teeth and rushed hard, the true yuan power continued to circulate in the meridians, and Chu Yi even burst out of the green tendons on his forehead at this time.

The meridians of the whole body seemed to be about to burst, and Chu Yi was a little shocked at this time, but he found that the true yuan power in his body was no longer something he could drive.

"What should I do? This time it's really self-defeating! It's a big game!" Chu Yi secretly complained in his heart.

However, his psychological quality is still excellent, although his brain is groggy, but in the haze, he is blessed to hold on to the last bit of spiritual light in his brain, and temporarily forget the discomfort of all parts of his body.

The whole body was itchy and numb, as if ten thousand ants were devouring his heart, Chu Yi felt incomparably painful for a while, but felt light for a while, as if his soul had left his body.

At this moment, the swaska-character symbol on his wrist suddenly bloomed with an incomparably brilliant light, and the cold moon in the sky also emancitably shot out a ray of light at this time, injecting it into Chu Yi's wrist.

"Huh, what kind of place is this, how did I come here?" Chu Yi looked at a dilapidated three-story building in front of him suspiciously, except for that one place, all the surrounding space was pitch black.

The scene in his distant memory suddenly coincided with the scene in front of him, Chu Yi exclaimed, took a few steps forward, and tried to look at a dilapidated plaque hanging high in front of him.

"Hidden Scripture Pavilion, how did I come here? This is the Heavenly Dance Continent! Could it be that I have traveled back again?" Chu Yi was shocked in his heart, and even the hand stretched out towards the door seemed to tremble.

With a creak, the door opened as soon as it was pushed, and Chu Yi walked in cautiously. The space inside is not large, about forty or fifty square meters, and it is surrounded by mottled bookcases that can no longer be seen in color.

There is also a staircase at the corner, which is supposed to lead to the second floor.

Chu Yi walked towards the stairs curiously, but found that there was a break in the stairs, and the space on the second floor was confused, and he couldn't see what the scenery was above at all.

And a hint suddenly appeared in his mind, "Your level is not enough to ascend to the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion." ”

"Level? What's going on? I'm not playing a game!" Chu Yi was a little inexplicable.

At this moment, a large string of text reminders appeared in his mind.

Name: Chu Yi, male, 17 years old

Identity: First-level host of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion (Pro)

Permissions: Unknown

Mission: Complete the presiding trial, find the three basic exercise cheats, and repair them. The time limit is two months. The mission fails, and it is directly obliterated. Reward unknown.

"I can't be dreaming, right?The first-level host of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion still has a task?It seems that I still miss the original world subconsciously!" Chu Yi sighed in his heart. He didn't know why he had such clear and strange dreams, but some dreams were thought to be real until he woke up, and he didn't know he was dreaming.

"It's a pity that I didn't see what secret books were in the Scripture Pavilion at that time! Chu Yi thought in his heart, and began to search around.

"Damn, how is this locked? How is this locked up?"

What made Chu Yi depressed was that most of the bookcases were tightly locked and couldn't be opened.

"Alas, dreaming is really a very unreliable thing! I still want to be able to fulfill my wish!" Chu Yi thought in frustration, one hand unintentionally rested on the bookcase on the side, and there was actually a soft texture at the beginning.