If there is an emotion in the boxwood in the small courtyard, it must be very aggrieved, and it is rooted in this soil to grow with peace of mind, and it has never been quarreled with the world, but recently it has always been used as a target by the small master, which is not to blame Yu Lang, the boxwood is hard, and it is indeed an excellent material for testing the results.

Yu Lang has been studying sleeplessly for several days, and he finally has some experience in the transformation of aura and internal breath, but the power of that arrow is actually unattainable. After many experiments, he found that he could use his own method to make the power of the upper two stones nine out of ten, and if he forcibly used the power of three stones, there was a risk of failure, the probability was about ten times to become two or three times, and the chance of going up was even more slim.

Yu Chaoran listened to Yu Lang's words, and there were a few points in his heart: "You can do this, it's quite rare, if this road is really cleared by you, in the long history of cultivation, it can be regarded as a major event to carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future, and you will have a stroke in the future history." ”

"The strength part is barely up to my requirements, but archery is obviously not enough to just have a stupid strength, and it also requires skills."

After letting Yu Lang eat a full meal and change clothes for two days, Yu Chaoran began to teach skills. Even Qingqing, the girl, could see that Yu Chaoran was so anxious, and she must have hidden something in her heart, how could Yu Lang not notice it, but she couldn't break it for a while.

"First of all, the posture of holding the bow, a good pace, with the correct posture of force, can save your physical strength as much as possible and give full play to the maximum power of an arrow......"

Yu Chaoran took a step forward to the left, bent his knees slightly, and bent his bow and arrows to demonstrate. This set of movements is fluid, giving people the feeling that the bow and arrow are part of his body. Yu Lang's archery is to use tools with his own strength, but Yu Chaoran is more like releasing a certain part of his body, which is a world of difference.

Yu Lang nodded secretly, which corroborated with his previous thinking.

"Further down is the target of the arrow, not simply the eyes, the crosshair, and the target in a straight line, you need to first identify the direction of the wind, calculate the interference, and make predictions about the target's actions. The moment you open your bow, the psychological game between you and your target begins, and of course if you release a cold arrow or shoot a still life, it will be easier. These I said mysterious, but in the actual application process, no one will accurately calculate, old archers are based on experience, you start with shooting still life. ”

Yu Lang secretly scolded himself: "I'll just say, a group of ancients who don't even know what the wind coefficient is, are a ghost, but in dealing with different wind directions and wind speeds, experienced archers must have their own unique skills." ”

Two months have passed, and Yu Lang's entry into the country can be called a god speed. Qingqing is training with Yu Lang again at this time, and he will be defeated in ten moves. Yu Lang's virtual and real internal breath has become an advantage, coupled with his own extraordinary ability, Qingqing always feels that the clouds are covered with fog when he fights him, and he has a feeling that he can't use it.

As a name control, Yu Lang naturally has to give his own unique internal breath operation exercise a name - two dangers, two dangers in Yu Lang's modern hometown is the meaning of scolding people is not serious, this exercise is also appropriate.

With the improvement of his own strength, Yu Lang's mood is also a lot easier, and he will also give Obaba some guidance in his spare time. Obaba has excellent physical fitness, he is born with about four stones, he has an eye for learning tricks, and his muscle memory is good, but his brain is really not bright enough, and his adaptability to the enemy is very poor, and he does not really understand the essence of the moves.

It's going to rain, and the mother is going to get married, and what should come will come after all.

That night, Yu Chaoran solemnly called Yu Lang to his bedroom.

Out of the doting on Yu Lang, Yu Chaoran's own bedroom was actually smaller, and an oil lamp was blown out by the wind leaking in through the crack in the door.

Yu Chaoran's old Long Zhong's face was a little haggard.

"Lang'er, there are some things that you should know about at an age. If you are a scumbag, I may not tell you these things if I keep them in the ground, so that you can live this life plainly, but you are talented, so you should take on the responsibility of being a member of the Xu family. ”

Hearing this, Yu Lang tightened his clothes, the Xu family is finally coming.

"Your grandfather is the grandson of Li Tao, the founding prince of the Tang Dynasty (his real name is Xu Shiji, he was given the surname Li, and he changed his name to Li Tao to avoid Li Shimin's secrets) - Xu Jingye, he inherited the Lord of the British Duke, and was the governor of Yangzhou, intending to overthrow the power of the demon queen Wu at that time, but unfortunately, he lost a move."

"The Tang Dynasty Sword Saint Pei Wen was once your grandfather's righteous son, and he received a lot of favors from the Gongye Gong, and he can be regarded as a grateful retribution, and joined hands with Li Longji, who was still the prince at the time, to rehabilitate the other branches of the Xu family, but our vein is involved in rebellion, so we have to change our surname to avoid trouble. Jingye entrusted your father Xu Jiaao to me before he died, I raised him for sixteen years, and then he and Li Taibai joined hands to shake Kunlun and unfortunately died, and the burden of raising you also fell on my shoulders, and before I knew it, you gradually grew up......"

Yu Lang's eyes were slightly red, and he gave up decades of youth without regret for the promise of a dead man, which was really moving: "Ah Weng." ”

Yu Chaoran smiled bitterly and waved his hand, with tears in his eyes: "You are the young master of my Xu family, my surname is Liang, don't call me Ah Weng again in the future." ”

"It's been so long that I've almost forgotten my original surname Liang and what I'm supposed to do." Liang Chaoran turned his head, and the beating firelight reflected the tiredness on his brows.

"What I have learned in my life has been passed on to you without reservation, or it has been returned to the Xu family, all of which was given to me by the dedicated public back then. A month later, the entrance competition of the Moon Washing Academy will begin, you have to prepare well, the two dangerous tricks you created yourself are not a long-term solution after all, and there will be many unimaginably powerful enemies on your life road in the future, and you need to compete for the place to wash the essence and cut the marrow. It's a pity, I didn't have the opportunity to see you grow into a hero who stands tall in the sky, and those stories must be very exciting. ”

"Awen......"

Liang Chaoran suddenly became a little serious, so serious that it was almost stern: "I said it, don't call me Ah Weng, I am Liang Chaoran, and I am no longer a dependent of your Xu family!" ”

Yu Lang was shocked in his heart, and there must have been something wrong in his heart, which made Liang Chaoran's mentality change a lot.

Liang Chaoran liked Yu Lang from the bottom of his heart, and he regretted his irritability, and said softly: "In the past few decades, the kindness of the dedicated prince to me can be regarded as exhausted." I have some personal matters to attend to, and I have to part with you. ”

Yu Lang was thoughtful, and understood that Liang Chaoran must be facing an opponent he was not sure of, so he immediately dissuaded: "Don't go!" Although I don't know what kind of enemy you have to face, please wait for me for another five years, and I can help you in five years......"

Liang Chaoran smiled: "Good boy, Uncle Liang didn't hurt you in vain." ”

As he spoke, Liang Chaoran shot like lightning and knocked out Yu Lang.

He hugged Yu Lang to his bed and covered the quilt carefully: "Silly grandson, this is the last time Ah Weng will cover you with a quilt, don't kick the quilt casually when you sleep alone in the future, it's easy to catch a cold." ”

Qingqing went shopping with her girlfriend and was not at home, Liang Chaoran told Obaba to take care of Yu Lang, only saying that Yu Lang was drunk. Obaba was simple-minded, did not doubt him, and carefully guarded the remaining waves.

Liang Chaoran took out a gun and a bow, carried the burden out of Ping'an, and then retrieved his foster old horse from the horse village in the east of the city, and jumped up.

"Old man, forty years ago, we fought side by side to kill the enemy, and today we are all in the last years, but we have to go back to the battlefield! How about fighting with me again! ”

The horse was excited by Liang Chaoran's spirit, raised his head and neighed, and galloped all the way with the old man on his back.

Like a candle, it wants to burn out its last bit of light.