Chapter 101: Food, Shelter, and Food

Xu Yan was not stupid, and hugged his fists and said: "The son retires." ”

finished, he went straight out of the house, and as soon as Fang went out, he saw Zhou Sheng standing outside the door.

Zhou Sheng's eyes were very narrow, giving people the illusion that he was always squinting, if it weren't for the warm smile on his face, Xu Yan would probably think he was asleep.

"How is Brother Yang's current (rì) character practice?"

Before Xu Yan could speak, Zhou Sheng asked with a smile.

"Also... Return to school"

Xu Yan suddenly remembered the first word he saw, his eyes were a little strange, and he looked at the gentle man in Tsing Yi in front of him, not knowing what to do

replied, I had to make a perfunctory sentence at will.

Zhou Sheng didn't care, and after pointing (shēn) with one hand, he said: "The carriage is ready, and Brother Yang will be sent back to Yang's house directly. ”

"Thank you, Brother Zhou."

Xu Yan clenched his fists with both hands, said seriously, and immediately walked in the direction he pointed.

…

"Your Excellency."

Inside the house, Zhou Sheng walked slowly into it and stood behind the old city lord's (shēn).

"Zhou, when you have nothing to do, help me watch this child, if you have any trouble, you can help, this is a good seedling."

"If so... What is involved? ”

The smile on Zhou Sheng's face disappeared, and he asked with a little hesitation.

The room was quiet for a while.

"Let's do our best, we can't interfere too much, and hopefully he can grow up today. In the end, you have to walk on your own. ”

…

The carriage moved forward steadily, and Xu Yan sat in the carriage, his brows furrowed and his eyes calm.

This state was maintained until the Yang family, and he got out of the carriage in a daze, and immediately plunged into the courtyard.

Earlier, the old city lord had been teaching him to blend in with the momentum, and he didn't know the true meaning of it, but now it seems that he has suddenly opened up.

In the dilapidated house, a piece of rice paper was quietly spread out.

…

"Well, did you listen? Xu Yan is crazy! ”

"Xu Yan? Which Xu Yan. ”

"Which one else can it be, of course it's the one in the broken yard, don't you know, he has been writing in the yard during this time, and every waste paper he writes can be piled up in a room, and it's useless to even persuade the patriarch."

"The one in the late stage of the first realm?"

"Yes! Now he doesn't even cultivate anymore, really, the patriarch still passed on a middle-grade first-class exercise. ”

Within the Yang family, a young kid muttered hatefully, eyes

Quite angry. After hearing this, the people next to him also revealed a similar god (qíng).

As early as after the end of the big competition, when Yang Dingshan compensated Xu Yan for a technique, there was a lot of gossip in the clan, but because of the prestige of the patriarch, it quickly disappeared without a trace.

And now, as soon as the rumors of Xu Yanzhong (rì) obsessed with calligraphy and even gave up cultivation came out, it immediately caused a lot of resentment.

There is only more than half a month left in the Dabi of the three major families, and the other four members of the clan are all in retreat and penance, but Xu Yan alone seems to not take it seriously.

The most important thing is that in the past two months, there have been three people in the clan who have broken through to the late stage of the neighboring realm, and one of them has broken through within two (rì) after the end of the big competition, and many people feel that if he breaks through earlier, I am afraid he can also compete for the top five.

And this kind of regret is nothing, but at this time when Xu Yan is passive and slacking off, it has become a word in many people's mouths.

Many young generations have put forward their own opinions, wanting to give those who break through later a chance, after all, Xu Yan's approach is irresponsible to the family in their opinion.

It's just that as soon as this idea was proposed, Yang Dingshan rejected it.

And in the courtyard, the initiator of all this did not have the slightest consciousness.

Another piece of rice paper was crumpled and thrown outside the door, where a man-tall pile of paper had blocked the narrow entrance, and even sunlight could not let in.

"Is it too reluctant because the realm is insufficient? It's been so long and there has been no progress at all, and the momentum in the word can only be integrated into six or seven out of ten at most. ”

He rubbed his hair a little messy, and the black stains on the plain cloth robe were very conspicuous.

Since the last time he returned to Yang's house, he has been staying in the house, practicing according to the method taught by the old city lord, at the beginning of the two (rì) without saving, and then gradually getting acquainted, he can finally integrate some potential, but now, it seems to have encountered a bottleneck.

It's been nearly four or five years, and no matter how hard he practices and comprehends, it's always difficult to make progress.

Ask for a quota

It's as if there is an invisible wall in front of you, as long as the injected momentum or aura reaches a certain level, the rest of the edges will be blocked.

"The old city lord should be able to inject all the momentum into it, is it because I haven't practiced enough?"

Xu Yan raised his head and glanced at the door blocked by the paper ball, his brows furrowed.

He had forgotten to sleep and eat during this period of time, and he had even delayed his cultivation, just to be able to do this perfectly, he could feel that it might be of great help to him.

Moreover, since it is the bishop of the old city, it will definitely not be useless to think about it. He has just entered the Immortal Sect, and there are many things that he still needs to learn, and this opportunity for growth is definitely not to be missed.

Thinking of this, he gathered his strength again to pick up the pen.

The aura in the ground seems to be slowly flowing because of his action, with him as the center, faintly forming a whirlpool This whirlpool is very light, but if there is a strong person in the communication ground here, it will definitely be felt

Deeply. Because, the coverage of this vortex is too wide.

Inside the old house, the aura in every corner moved, giving people the illusion of extending to the outside.

Xu Yan carefully controlled the flow of aura in his body, his eyes were closed, and he relied on his eyes to perceive his surroundings.

The rice paper spread on the table spontaneously rose up, making a trembling sound, if it weren't for the paperweight pressing, I am afraid it would have already flown up.

The spiritual power around him became thicker and thicker, and even the air was much more solemn, but Xu Yan was unconscious, the pen dipped in black ink in his hand was quietly suspended, and wisps of power poured out of it, like a tiger out of the cage, wanting to tear everything around it apart.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, with a frightening calm, and the symbol between his eyebrows exuded a little golden glow, piercing the eyes, extremely sacred.

However, at this moment, there was a loud noise outside the house.

"Bang!"

It seemed to be the sound of a wooden door crashing against a wall, followed by a cacophony of shouts and curses, accompanied by shredded footsteps.

Xu Yan frowned, snorted, and when the aura in his hand was dispersed, the aura vortex in the room suddenly disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, everything was back to normal.

A bit of black ink seemed to be relieved, and it quietly dripped on the rice paper, printing a large black dot.

In the courtyard, a muffled shouting and scolding came in, and then, the paper ball blocking the door of the house appeared a little loose and collapsed backwards.

The golden sunlight finally entered the dim room, spreading from the door to the table, printing the rice paper golden, even a little dazzling.

Xu Yan's eyes narrowed, and he blinked vigorously twice before looking towards the door.

He had been in this room for too long, and he couldn't get used to the bright light for a while, so he couldn't help but cover it with his hand again.

As the pile of paper collapsed, it was not only sunlight that came in, but also several shēn shadows of varying heights.

"Xu Yan, what are you doing?" He spoke in a loud voice, not roaring, but still deafening.

The glareness in front of him gradually disappeared, and Xu Yan squinted his eyes and immediately returned to normal, but his brows were still furrowed.

There were three people entering the room, led by a burly man in the shape of shēn, with two arms as thick as Xu Yan's thighs full of muscles (ròu), and shiny bald heads shining in the sun.

It's just that this Rao's face is very young, Xu Yan has some impressions of him, before in the big competition, this person has entered the top ten, and his strength is very good, but he met Xu Yan in the neighboring second realm, so he regretted being eliminated.

Xu Yan glanced at him up and down, there was no change in the expression (qíng), but his brows were still furrowed, and he said lightly: "I'm practicing calligraphy, is there something wrong?" ”

He didn't feel good about these Rao, and forced his way into the hospital, and interrupted one of his concentrated preparations, and if he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been injured as a result.

It's just that the big man at the head didn't notice his abnormality, and after looking at the situation in the room, he immediately sneered and said in a deep voice: "Practicing calligraphy? The big competition of the three major families is imminent, you don't practice well, but you waste time practicing calligraphy here, if you lose to the other two at that time, can you afford this responsibility! ”

He became more and more excited, and finally walked straight over, grabbed the rice paper on the table with one hand, and tore it to pieces in three or two.

"This is my yard, and practicing calligraphy is also my business."

Xu Yan didn't have any anger on his face, just said seriously, and at the same time stretched out one hand, and spiritual power flowed out of his body, gathering the scattered shredded paper in the air together, and then fell to the ground, forming a pile of paper.

He has a lot of amplitude and at the same time gives a sense of unity.

The big man looked at the shredded paper on the ground in amazement, a little shocked, you know, this hand seems simple, but even he is difficult to do, let alone so natural.

It's just that he just stopped for a moment when the other two people behind (shēn) walked up, one of them had an ordinary face and no impression, and the other was Yang Shi, who had come to him to "learn" before.

Although he was not lightly supported last time, Yang Shi's style was not affected at all, and he walked up in two big steps, first sneering at Xu Yan, and then stepped on the pile of shredded paper.

The shredded paper that had been piled up together suddenly fluttered, and with the wind brought by Yang Shi scattered, the room suddenly looked a little messy.

"Since you have obtained the quota of the three major families, you should be responsible, we are also urging you, if you are not happy, you can directly give up the quota, and save the time to embarrass our Yang family."

Yang Shi (yīn) said with a strange yang spirit, and at the same time glanced at the two people on the side.

Although the big man looked honest, he was not stupid at all, and he quickly reacted, dispelled the idea of retreating, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, Xu Yan, if you still remember the Yang family's kindness to you (qíng), then give the quota of this big competition..."

"You've messed up my house."

Dahan didn't finish speaking, but he was interrupted by Xu Yan.

At this time, Xu Yan was not listening to him at all, but stared at Yang Shi, and the god (qíng) was serious.

One of the big man's faces suddenly collapsed, and his expression (yīn) sank.

Because this trip was forcible to enter, and Xu Yan had never offended him before, he didn't want to make a big deal about it.

It's just that his words were so ignored, but it made his heart angry, and his big fan-like palms were clenched together, and the faint sound of bones rubbing came out.

"Xu Yan! I'm talking to you! ”

He lowered his voice, like a male duck stuck in his throat, very unpleasant.

Brute force reappears

At the same time, on him (shēn), a wave of aura suddenly emanated, and the agitation (dàng) was in this house

Xu Yan glanced at him lightly, ignored it, and as soon as he moved, an invisible momentum suddenly surged out of his body, and in an instant, the room seemed to have become a vast ocean, and the original agitated aura calmed down, and it was difficult to stir up any wind and waves.

The big man's expression was stunned, and he only felt as if he was in a deep quagmire, and his body was almost immobile.

Frightened in his heart, he hurriedly drew up his aura and wandered around the week (shēn), which eased up somewhat, and then he retreated several steps in a row.

The same was true for Yang Shi and the other person, especially Yang Shi, who was under the greatest pressure, and even showed a hint of horror on his face.

Now he is only one step away from the late stage of the first realm, and the gap between him and Xu Yan is not too big strictly speaking, and this kind of almost substantial sense of oppression is almost impossible to form.

This feeling is only felt by Yang Dingshan and Yu Yanen's (shēn).

Yes, even more!

Fortunately, this feeling of oppression did not last long, and when they used their spiritual power to offset this pressure, it quickly receded like a tide, and the house returned to normal.

"Tricks! It's definitely a trick! ”

Yang Shi said secretly in his heart, and the panic on his face quickly faded and turned back to his arrogant color.

"Xu Yan, I'll tell you the truth, this is Brother Yangzhuang, he broke through to the late stage of the neighboring realm as early as two months ago, and this time is constantly consolidating, and it has already been achieved, if you know each other, you will give up the quota of Dabi, don't occupy the pit and don't."

"Brother Yangzhuang... We'll talk about the quota later. ”

Xu Yan glanced at the big man, and after a faint sentence, he walked straight to the corner of the room, picked up the broom, and walked back.

He stood in front of Yang Shi, handed the broom out, and said with a serious face: "Brother Yang Shi, since you got these, you naturally have to clean them up for me." ”

"What... What the? ”

Yang Shi was stunned, and there was another man named Yang Zhuang who was also stunned.

They stared at Xu Yan's serious watch (qíng) for a long time, as if they were looking at a fool, and soon, two unbridled laughter came out.

"Hahahaha!"

Yang Shi's mouth was almost open to the root of his ears, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

While pointing at Xu Yan, he turned (shēn) to Yang Zhuang and said, "You... Did you hear that? He actually asked me to sweep the floor for him! Hahaha! ”

The other man also had a contemptuous look on his face, laughing wildly.

Yang Zhuang ignored the two men, he crooked his neck, and pushed Yang Shi away in front of (shēn) with one hand, and went straight to the front of Xu Yan.

His (shēn) was strong and tall, half a head taller than Xu Yan.

"You probably haven't figured out what's going on yet." Yang Zhuang said in a deep voice, and then put his right hand on Xu Yan's shoulder.

"I'm talking to you, and everything else has to be put aside, you know?"

The broad hands glowed bronze in the sunlight, and the cyan veins could be faintly seen, and on the thick and majestic arms, every muscle (ròu) bulged.

He was exerting his strength, but this was only the force of (ròu) (shēn), and he was not using spiritual power.

Xu Yan only felt that his shoulders seemed to carry a huge force of ten thousand catties, and the place where he was held down by the big hand had gradually lost consciousness. He silently gritted his teeth and resisted silently, and a flush gradually appeared on his face.

Yang Zhuang looked at his watch (qíng), and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, with a cruel smile on his face, and he increased his strength a little.

"Put! Your hand! Take it away! ”

A deep voice suddenly came out, with a thick commanding tone.

He looked down and was about to say a sarcastic sentence, but he was shocked by the sight before him.

Xu Yan's eyes turned scarlet at some point, that

It was as red as blood, covering the entire pupil, like two lanterns in the night, and like the eyes of a ghost.

Just at this glance, all the cold hairs on his (shēn) stood up, and he instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand, but only halfway through it, Xu Yan's left hand grabbed his wrist.

Before he could react, he felt a strong force coming from his hand, and his (shēn) body flew uncontrollably, falling like a mountain behind Xu Yan's (shēn).

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the whole room seemed to shake with it, and in the inkstone on the table, black ink swung back and forth (dàng), splashed a few drops, and landed on the table, blooming black flowers, but no one cared about this at this time.

There are a few more cracks on the ground made by the bluestone slab, spreading in all directions with Yangzhuang as the center, densely packed, like a spider web.

Xu Yan moved again.

His hand was still clasped on Yang Zhuang's wrist, and with a slight lift, he flew up the entire belt of Yang Zhuang and fell back into the distance.

The same loud noise, the same cracks, is the ink in the inkstone

The amount of spills is unbiased.

The only difference is probably the blood spilling from the corner of Yang Zhuang's mouth.

"Stop!"

At this time, the other two people on the side finally reacted, and after a loud shout, they each pulled out their matching swords from their waists, and the aura in the room surged again.

Seeing that Yang Zhuang, who had high hopes, was beaten and had no power to fight back, he didn't dare to spare any strength when he was missing, and the long sword was covered with white and green light, mixed with surging tyrannical aura, and stabbed straight into Xu Yan's abdomen.

The speed of the two rao is extremely fast, one left and one right, and the long sword is extreme in the blink of an eye.

Xu Yan snorted coldly, his scarlet eyes glanced at the two of them, and his right hand stretched out and flicked lightly, and the two fingers hit the other long sword.

I only heard a buzzing sound, and the long sword covered with green light suddenly shook, and the man didn't notice it for a while, and failed to hold it, and the long sword immediately took off his hand and landed on the rain.

At the same time, Xu Yan kicked out again, with wind and thunder

momentum, kicked straight at Yang Shi's gamer mouth.

At this time, Yang Shi was shocked and angry, he wanted to rely on the two rao attacks (bī) to force Xu Yan to comply, so that he could let go of Yang Zhuang, but Xu Yan did not seem to compromise at all.

If this continued, the sword in his hand would inevitably stab Xu Yan first, but he didn't dare.

And Xu Yan was quite valued by the family at this time, and the patriarch was even more concerned about it, even if it was an ordinary child, if he really stabbed it, it would be a crime of murdering the same clan, and he would be punished for at least a few years of confinement, and from then on he would be isolated by the family.

"What a madman!"

He scolded secretly, quickly shook his wrist, the sword turned sharply, and the whole person hid to the side.

Xu Yan's gaze looked over.

The scarlet eyes are chilling to look at.

Not intentionally

"Xu Yan, do you want to murder your fellow clansmen!"

Yang Shi shivered excitedly, instinctively wanting to stay away from those pupils, but when he thought of Yang Zhuang who was still lying on the ground, he had to scold him.

As for the other person, he was quietly at the door at this time, and he didn't even pick up his own matching sword, and his face was full of horror.

With a single finger popping out, he shot down a sword that condensed his aura, and the gap between them was self-evident, coupled with the panicked eyes, he couldn't wait to leave here right away.

In the house, the spilled sunlight could no longer bring a trace of warmth, but made the two of them feel cold.

"Damn, here we go again."

Xu Yan ignored Yang Shi's scolding, he felt the violent energy in his body slowly falling silent, and his brows furrowed.

Again, the unknown force, this time even stronger, with a feeling of yù coming out, as if he could destroy the whole house with a single stretch of his hand.

This power made him feel familiar and at the same time palpitate.

In peace, although he can't control it perfectly, he can at least grasp a rough idea and won't cause any harm, but this time, he almost ran away.

Yang Zhuang, who was lying on the ground, was still clasped by his wrist, the corners of his mouth were constantly overflowing with blood, and his eyes were full of horror, as if he had seen something murderous.

One of his legs twitched twice from time to time, and the whole person was paralyzed, no longer having the burly domineering spirit he had before.

"You... Are you okay? ”。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

Xu Yan asked tentatively, his face a little embarrassed.

In fact, he really just wanted Yang Zhuang to take his hand away at first, but he didn't expect to encounter the appearance of the mysterious energy in his body, so he couldn't control it for a while。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

Yang Zhuang used all the best power at that time, and he didn't mobilize his aura at all, how could he withstand such a violent impact in this situation。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。