In October, the north wind lingers.

Outside Linjiang City, Xianlin Lake has been covered with thin ice.

In front of the Chen clan hall, a group of young people of different sizes and wrapped in cotton clothes gathered in front of the high platform, and many people stared at the platform, their fists clenched, and their nervous foreheads sweated.

A handsome boy was standing quietly on the stage, with a fox face, red lips and white teeth, I saw that he looked calm, and compared with the nervous audience, he looked a little out of place.

"Chen Yusheng, collateral, eleven years of bone age, congenital seven layers, can enter the inner hall to view the monument. ”

When the young man heard this, he bowed down and walked straight into the hall.

"The talents have withered over the years, and a good seedling has finally come out, which is a good sign for my Chen family. ”

"It's just a moment of prosperity and decline, how can my dignified Linjiang Chen clan not fall?"

"I heard that those members of the sect family are ......"

......

A group of elders talked about it, and the middle-aged people who were on the roll call listened to their hearts gloomy, they were indeed a little declining over the years, and suddenly, looking at the back of the young man turning into the inner hall, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, but fortunately, there was finally hope.

In the inner hall at this time, Chen Yusheng looked at a huge stone tablet in front of him with a complicated expression, this was the third time he had seen the monument, but he still couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

The vicissitudes of life and the simple breath are rushing to the face, the body of the stele is about six or seven zhang high, the color is dark, and the body is engraved with mysterious golden inscriptions. In a trance, the surface of the inscription flashes, and between the flow of light and shadow, those who are not firm in their will will will be immersed in the mind and confused by the slightest carelessness, and once they fall into it, they will be delirious at least and unconscious. Therefore, according to the rules of the Chen clan, all the children of the clan must be cultivated to those who are above the congenital level before they can enter the inner monument.

For thousands of years, Chen has come to the conclusion that there are two necessary requirements for the realization of this stele. One is the bloodline, those who are not the bloodline of the Chen family, forcibly perceive it will be counterattacked. The second is related to the strength of the perceiver, before entering the Tao, only the basic secret method can be perceived.

At the front of the monument sat an elder with crane hair and a childish face, and when he saw Chen Yusheng coming in, he just opened his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently, and then ignored it.

Slowly approaching the stele, Chen Yusheng took a deep breath, and only after his state of mind was completely stable did he put his palm against the stele, the moment the two touched, he suddenly felt that his consciousness seemed to be withdrawn from his body, and his entire consciousness entered a strange space, and a desolate aura struck, as if to corrode his entire mind, and the space was filled with smoke and gray.

Just as he looked left and right, a jerky scripture shining with golden rays appeared in the air word by word, word by word, as if half a century had passed before all the scriptures appeared, and he only read it once, and felt that the scriptures seemed to be imprinted in his mind.

After a while, it wasn't until the scriptures disappeared again that he breathed a sigh of relief, and the second half of the family secret method was finally in hand. Chen's stone tablet secret method is divided into three parts: upper, middle and lower, and only when his perception is complete, can his cultivation break through the condensation realm.

However, Chen Yusheng did not stop immediately, only a moment later, as he expected, abnormal movements began to appear in his divine consciousness, dazzling black and white light intertwined and rose, a mysterious Taiji diagram appeared strangely, and the clouds and mist in the stone tablet seemed to have seen something terrifying, and fled to both sides in a panic.

When the clouds and mist dispersed, two mysterious maps appeared with golden light, and before Chen Yusheng could see the contents of the map, he was sucked into his sea of consciousness by the rotating Taiji diagram.

Sure enough, there were two more pieces, Chen Yusheng smiled bitterly in his heart, he still didn't know what these mysterious maps were, every time the Taiji Diagram inhaled it, there was no movement, and when the fog in the stone tablet poured back again, he withdrew his palm.

His eyes swept around, and there were still only a dozen scattered people in the hall at this time, so he walked to an inconspicuous corner and sat down cross-legged, feeling still sighing in his heart.

It has been eleven years since his soul crossed into this world from the blue star, and in the previous life, according to legend, before the end of the law, his ancestor Chen Shun was a famous immortal who attained the Tao.

He practiced the secret method since he was a child, and after his parents divorced, he went directly into the deep forest to escape the world and practice penance, until he was in his thirties, he condensed a trace of aura, but he didn't want to, before he was excited to experience the wonderful use of this spiritual power, he was reincarnated here by the family heirloom Taiji diagram, this world is full of spiritual power, so that he has always been obsessed with cultivation.

Shaking his head, abandoning distracting thoughts, Chen Yusheng began to run the newly acquired exercises, the places that were difficult to enter before cultivation suddenly became enlightened in an instant like an initiation, and the true qi traveled unimpeded all the way, after running for a week, he let out a shudder of comfort all over his body, and was pleased to find that the bottleneck that had been blocked for a month was finally loosened.

Evening.

"I'm back!" Chen Yusheng walked into the door of his courtyard and shouted weakly, in this life, he has a warm family, which makes him cherish this hard-won family affection even more after being pure and unwanted for more than ten years.

Hearing the sound, a panicked footsteps sounded in the house, and a beautiful woman dressed in a green silk cotton coat with a face similar to him was eight or nine points similar, and rushed out in a hurry with an apron coiled around her waist, holding Chen Yusheng's cheeks with her hands stained with flour.

"Little fish, how is it?

The middle-aged beauty is his mother Lu Wanqiu in this life, Chen Yusheng has never heard her mention her mother's family, the year he just practiced his internal strength, his mother secretly rewarded him with a local level of middle grade exercises, "Phantom Spirit Decision", you must know that the highest exercise of the dignified Chen family is only the middle grade of the level.

Seeing Lu Wanqiu's eager look, Chen Yusheng's eyes rolled, and he immediately pretended to have a lost expression, looked down at his toes, and stood there timidly, silent.

Lu Wanqiu was distressed when she saw her son's dejected appearance, and secretly thought to herself whether she should secretly pass on the family exercises to her son, but when she saw Chen Yusheng's body flashing out, she ran into the room laughing.

"Stinky boy, he's so bold that even the old lady dares to deceive. Lu Wanqiu, who reacted instantly, immediately gritted her teeth, roared and chased into the room, grabbed his little face and rubbed it, giving full play to the true colors of the tigress.

Chen Qing, who had been worried all day, hurried back to the clan after finishing the task, and just entered the door to see his wife and children playing in the house, and the heart that had been tense all day was released.

"Look at the appearance of your mother, Xiao Yu'er, this is a successful understanding?"

"Knowingly asked. Lu Wanqiu glanced at him, "I don't see who gave birth to it, my son Lu Wanqiu, naturally follow me, if you are like you, this elm pimple will be hopeless." ”

How dare Chen Qing argue with his own "Iron Lady", seeing that Chen Yusheng was picking up a piece of spirit beast meat with chopsticks, he snatched it with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth. Ignoring Chen Yusheng, who had a look of resentment, he muttered indistinctly in his mouth while chewing, "Yes, yes, it's all like you, look at his little fox face, a boy's family, delicate like a girl, which girl will be embarrassed to marry him in the future." ”

At night, Lu Wanqiu cleaned up her son's bed, and told him to rest early before turning around and leaving.

Chen Yusheng sat cross-legged at the head of the bed, finished practicing the Chen secret method, and ran the "Fetal Breath Decision" again, which is a magical auxiliary exercise, which can improve the meridians of the practitioner and hide the cultivation breath.

After blowing out the candle and lying down, thinking of his harvest during the day, Chen Yusheng immersed his mind in the sea of knowledge, carefully looked at the Taiji diagram and the six mysterious maps, seven of which were gray in appearance and lay quietly in the depths of his sea of knowledge. He concentrated his mind on the temptation, until his consciousness was exhausted, and the seven pictures were still as usual, without any movement at all, and he was helpless against these domineering "tenants".

This Taijitu has been silent since he was reborn, and if he hadn't realized the change of the stele for the first time, he would almost have forgotten this "uncle" who never paid rent.

It was late at night, and he was a little tired, and soon fell into a deep sleep, but he didn't know that after he fell asleep, a mysterious pattern appeared on his chest, putting his body in a strange position, and the internal force followed in the meridians in his body.

The next morning, the sky was slightly bright, Chen Yusheng had already gotten up early, he liked to use the sword, and he tirelessly smelled the chickens and danced every day.

Standing in the courtyard, after calming down, he frowned as soon as he swung his sword, felt that his body seemed to be a little strange, and hurriedly used his skills to check, and after a while, he shook his head with a smile, eight layers of innateness, he actually broke through after a sleep.