After returning to the family, Ye Xuan reported to the family, and he successfully broke through the martial arts triple. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After passing the test, an elder was issued with a wooden token for the children of the Ye family.

From then on, Ye Xuan was eligible to stay in the general clan, enjoy a monthly allowance of ten silver coins, and also have a chance to enter the first floor of the family Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion to learn martial arts classics.

The martial arts triple that I had dreamed of breaking through before, I easily broke through like this.

Thinking of the efforts he had made in order to break through in the past, Ye Xuan smiled.

Early the next morning, Ye Xuan left the living area of the children of the clan and went to the family's Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion to choose martial arts.

Walking to a remote bush, he met Ye Min and Ye Aotian, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Apparently, they were coming for themselves.

Ye Xuanjian raised his eyebrows, and a calm and evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although Ye Min applied herbs to reduce swelling, her originally pretty face was still red and swollen.

"Brother Aotian, he is the one who beat me like this, you can avenge me!"

Seeing Ye Xuan, Ye Min pointed at him and screamed hysterically.

Ye Aotian's figure flickered, and he had already swept in front of Ye Xuan like a ghost.

"Boy, you are really kind! You actually beat Min Mei like this, I will let you pay it back a hundred times today!"

The nostrils were directed at Ye Xuan, and the aura oppression of Ye Aotian's fourfold peak of martial arts was suddenly released, as if he was looking at a tiny ant!

"There is a huge watershed between the triple and quadruple martial arts, and it is really not at the same level!"

Ye Xuan released his martial arts aura with all his strength to fight, but he was still oppressed by this powerful aura and his blood surged, and he took a few steps back.

Ye Xuan slightly urged his right eye through the blindfold.

Suddenly, the mysterious water azure luster in the space of his right eye skyrocketed, and a mysterious blood force rose in his body, which stabilized.

Ye Xuan knew very well that without pulling the blindfold, more than a dozen of them were not Ye Aotian's opponents!

Fighting with them at this moment is purely asking for your own suffering!

"This waste can actually stand under the pressure of my breath, it's a bit evil!"

Ye Aotian's fair face showed a slight look of doubt.

"Cut, what's the point of sneaking in a duel here at this moment, do you dare to compete with me in my family, in front of the whole clan, in the open?"

In order to leave time for himself to grow, Ye Xuan had an idea and said coldly disdainfully.

Hearing Ye Xuan actually shouting at himself, Ye Aotian was stunned, almost thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"You...... Just you, Min Mei, under my guidance, this family competition will definitely be able to break through the fourfold martial arts! You are not even an opponent of her, you still want to challenge me? haha......

Ye Aotian looked up to the sky and laughed arrogantly.

"Ye Aotian, do you dare?"

Ye Xuan's "one-eyed" squinted dangerously, and the bloodthirsty killing aura of the special forces in his previous life who had been in a hundred battles gushed out, and he asked with an awe-inspiring evil spirit.

"Okay! I promise your challenge! A month later, I will be able to trample you under your feet with just one move!"

Ye Aotian was shrouded by Ye Xuan's sudden bloodthirsty killing aura, his heart shook inexplicably, and he finally put away his ridicule and proudly agreed to his challenge.

Ye Xuan nodded indifferently, glanced at the two of them indifferently, and turned away.

"Brother Aotian, why did you let him go, didn't you promise me to help me take revenge?"

Ye Min's red and swollen face was cloudy, his towering chest rose and fell, and he was frightened by Ye Xuan's dangerous aura.

Looking at Ye Xuanyuan's back, Ye Aotian did not answer Ye Min, and his fair and handsome face appeared with a fierce solemnity.

Although Ye Aotian has the strength of the fourfold peak of martial arts, he is only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy after all, and he has never killed anyone except for hunting a few demon beasts.

In Ye Xuan's previous life, as an ace special soldier, he walked through the bloody rain, crawled out of the pile of dead people, and the terrorists who died in his hands were no less than 10,000 people!

This kind of bloodthirsty killing aura honed by iron-blooded experience is not something that Ye Aotian, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, can bear!

Ye Aotian felt Ye Xuan's threat, and was determined to suppress it with all his might at the family competition a month later, in order to prevent him from growing and rising!

Ye Xuan and the three of them went toe-for-tat, attracting onlookers from several young people of the general clan.

Ye Xuan walked out of a distance, and he could still hear their mockery behind him:

"A boy from a low-level clan actually called Ye Aotian, who was ranked tenth in our clan, really ate the courage of an ambitious leopard. ”

"This kid just broke through the martial arts triple and didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick. ”

……

Ye Xuan walked into a bamboo forest and saw an emerald green pentagonal bamboo building, which was the Ye family's Tibetan Martial Pavilion.

The Zangwu Pavilion has five floors and is run by a white-bearded bald elder who is dozing off.

Ye Xuan walked over and showed the wooden token to explain his intention.

The white-bearded bald elder was called Ye Zhenglong, who was disturbed by Ye Xuan's sleepiness, and glanced at Ye Xuan unkindly, and the powerful aura oppression disappeared.

Ye Xuan's blood suddenly surged, his face turned red, and he was secretly shocked in his heart.

Ye Zhenglong's cultivation is at least above the seventh level of martial arts, and it is estimated that hundreds of them are not his opponents.

Ye Zhenglong explained in a rough voice the rules for the children of the clan to enter the Tibetan Martial Pavilion:

Each sub-clan can only enter once, for half an hour, and it is not allowed to take out the martial arts classics.

Ye Xuan walked into the first floor of the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion, and the entire room was shrouded in a layer of hidden object formations, filled with wisps of gray streamers, and he couldn't see a single martial arts classic.

Between the fluctuations of the gray streamer, every two or three minutes, a martial arts book appeared in the air, and then disappeared in a flash.

"It's only half an hour, and if you have a poor memory, you can't learn a martial art at all!"

Ye Xuan was annoyed that the people of the general clan were bullying people too much, and they were obviously suppressing the children of the clan.

Standing stupidly waiting for the next martial arts classic to appear, it was too much time, Ye Xuan urged his right eye through the blindfold, and suddenly the martial arts classics in the entire room could not be hidden, and they were all in sight.

"Red Sun Palm", "Tiger Fist", "Gale Sword Technique", "Ling Bo Flying Step" ...... There are more than 80 martial arts classics in one book.

The level of martial arts ranges from the beginner low level to the elementary middle level, and there is no elementary and high-level martial arts.

Like Ye Chuan, the waste of the children of the general clan, it is a junior high-level martial art.

If the children of the clan want to get a junior high-level martial art, the only way is to wait until the family competition held every two years and rank in the top 50 in the general competition, and then they can become the children of the general clan.

In this way, you can enter the second layer of the Tibetan Martial Pavilion, and there will be junior and high-level martial arts inside.

There was no time to be annoyed, Ye Xuan concentrated on choosing a martial art that suited him.

To save time, he pulled the blindfold to his forehead, revealing his right eye, which was as blue as the sea.

Under the urging of all his strength, the right eye unleashed a silky spider web-like invisible mysterious power without any obstruction, enveloping the entire first floor of the Hidden Martial Pavilion.

Ye Xuan's vision suddenly entered a super visual picture:

The graphic words in the martial arts classics, like snowflakes, fell into his right eye and were deeply engraved in his mind.

Before and after, it took less than twenty minutes in total, and the more than eighty martial arts classics on the first floor of the entire Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion were all deeply remembered by Ye Xuan!

"Hehe, let your clan suppress our clan again!"

Ye Xuan had a deep sense of pleasure for taking revenge on the general clan.

There were still a few minutes left, Ye Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and sorted out the martial arts classics in his mind.

"Elementary and low-level martial arts are all rubbish, but elementary and middle-level martial arts can be learned. ”

"Hey, these few incomplete "Divine Movements" are a bit interesting, they are actually a low-level Yellow Order Exercise! It's really strange, the exercise "Qingyang Gong" that everyone in the family is practicing is not at any level, there is such a powerful exercise here, why is no one cultivating?"

"Hey, the invisible power like a spider's web recorded in this exercise is called spiritual power, isn't this the mysterious power emanating from my right eye?"

"It's time!"

Ye Zhenglong's old voice echoed in the room.

Ye Xuan calmed down his excitement, pulled down his blindfold, and walked out indifferently.

"Little fellow, what martial arts did you learn?"

According to the regulations, Ye Zhenglong must record the martial arts that he entered the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion to study.

"The Divine Movement". ”

Ye Xuan said casually, because he was too interested in these few pieces of paper.

"Ignorant child, letting you enter the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion is to choose martial arts, not to let you choose exercises! Our Ye family's 'Qingyang Gong' is so broad and profound, enough for you to spend a lifetime cultivating and studying! You just choose these few things from the evil sect! The Ye family has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and no one has cultivated the 'Divine Movement Chapter'! Anyone who is curious about cultivating this evil sect thing will not be insane and crazy in the end! Hurry up and forget everything you see!"

Ye Zhenglong stood up, his expression rarely solemn.

"I have decided to cultivate the Divine Movement Chapter, thank you for the reminder from the elders!"

Ye Xuan's tone was resolute, he owed to Ye Zhenglong, and turned to leave.

"Boy, if you want to be insane and crazy, then go to cultivation!"

Ye Zhenglong shook his head, his face showing regret.

Walking out of the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion for a long distance, Ye Xuan could still faintly hear Ye Zhenglong's intermittent voice complaining to himself:

“…… I have long persuaded the patriarch to destroy these things from the evil sect, and keeping them will only harm people! Hey, another boy who doesn't know the height of the sky is going to be unlucky......

"It seems that this incomplete exercise is indeed extraordinary!"

Ye Xuan was secretly excited, his logic was that the more no one could cultivate, the more it showed that this exercise had unknown magic.