Chen Feng's family is not close to Dayan City, he is not like Lin Yue's strong family, only he runs home every day, but Chen Feng feels quite good and can exercise his physical strength.

"Finally home" Chen Feng looked at the big wooden sign above his head, the two big characters of 'Yang Family' seemed to be very outstanding, but Chen Feng still walked into the door.

Chen Feng's family has only about 20 people, because of family reasons, forced to move to the foot of the mountain, so the area is not very large, almost all of his life depends on farming and hunting, and he and his father and mother live in the innermost huts.

"Uncle, I'm back," Chen Feng said to a shirtless man. The big man's name is Yang Guangyi, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, bronzed skin, and a feeling of being old and rough all over his body, except for muscles or muscles on his body, and a deep scar on his face is very scary. Strength is the first in the Yang family, and it has reached the realm of martial arts in many years.

Yang Guangyi put down the prey in his hand and looked back at Chen Feng.

"Haha, you're back, how is it today?" Hu Guangyi laughed. He loves his third brother's child very much, Hu Guangyi's own son fell off the cliff when he went up the mountain to hunt with him, and he treated Chen Feng as his own child, and every time he hunted the prey, he sent the best part of the prey to Chen Feng's family for the first time.

Chen Feng looked at the two hares in his uncle's hands and grinned, and waved his right hand, "Look, uncle, I have already forged three stages!"

Yang Guangyi rushed over with an arrow step and slapped Chen Feng on the shoulder, "Good boy, not bad"

Chen Feng hurriedly stepped back and hurriedly covered his shoulder, "Uncle, don't break my arm", Chen Feng looked aggrieved, and Yang Guangyi was even happier when he saw it.

I saw Chen Feng's mother hearing the noise outside, so she quickly put down the work in her hand and stood at the door looking at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's mother's name is Yi Xiaohui, who is only thirty-five or sixteen, dressed in plain clothes, fair skin, melon-seed-like cheeks, picturesque willow eyebrows, and a pair of silver earrings hanging from her ears, looking at Chen Feng with a doting face.

"Xiao Feng is back, I'm waiting for you, come and eat" Yi Xiaohui smiled softly. "By the way, big brother, I heard that Xiao Feng has already forged three sections? I just made a few side dishes, let's eat them together."

Of course Yang Guangyi will not be polite, "Haha, okay, celebrate, why hasn't the third brother come back yet?"

As soon as Yang Guangyi's words fell, the door was opened, "Come back, today's harvest is good, two wild boars were sold for more than two hundred silver", the man raised the two money bags in his hand.

The man is Chen Feng's father Yang Guangwen, compared to Yang Guangyi, due to his low talent, he has been staying at the ninth level of a martial artist for several years, no matter how hard he tries, he has not broken through to the martial artist, his figure is much thinner, sackcloth and hemp pants, and his eyes are quite bright, but an old face is ordinary, even if he is put in the crowd, he will not be noticed.

"Guangwen, big brother, Xiao Feng has come in for dinner" Yi Xiaohui glanced at Yang Guangwen with a happy face.

"Okay"

What Chen Feng enjoys most is this feeling of family happiness, although it is ordinary, but this kind of warm feeling is something that some big families can never experience.

"Come, Xiaofeng, eat meat" Yi Xiaohui gave Chen Feng a slice of meat with chopsticks, and Chen Feng ate it with relish.

Chen Feng suddenly thought of something, "By the way, mother, why haven't you seen grandpa and them recently, and Zi'er is not at home", Chen Feng looked at Yi Xiaohui and said.

Yang Guangwen sighed, "Alas, your grandfather talked about business with that deacon of Liu Yunzong, and took the rest of the family to Wolf Slope City", Yang Guangwen put down his chopsticks and took a sip of ale.

"That's right, it's the uncle who used to go hunting with your second uncle when you were a child, I don't know how to become Liu Yunzong's deacon, and I insist on taking our Yang family to earn money" Yang Guangyi also looked bitter.

"Isn't that good," Chen Feng asked.

"What a fart!" Yang Guangyi said angrily, "That thing is thinking about our Yang family..."

"Big brother, the kid is still here..."

Before Yang Guangyi could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Guangwen, and Yang Guangwen gave Yang Guangyi another look.

"Haha, don't say it, drink" Yang Guangyi laughed dryly.

Chen Feng also knows that there are some things that he is still young, so he doesn't ask what he shouldn't ask, just leave the things of adults to adults, and what he has to do is to cultivate well so that his father and mother can live a good life.

The next meal was very embarrassing...

"Mother, I'm done eating, Dad, uncle, I'll go to the back mountain to play first" Chen Feng put down the dishes and chopsticks and hurriedly ran, afraid that he would miss the evening cultivation time.

"This kid" Yi Xiaohui shook her head helplessly.

"What? Xiao Feng is already in the third paragraph? Hahaha, it's worthy of being my Yang Guangwen's son, haha, come to the eldest brother, drink" Yang Guangwen laughed. Chen Feng didn't know how smug his father was.

"Okay! Start cultivating, and strive to break through to the pulse training level as soon as possible!" Chen Feng said as he tied up his horse, and cheers rang out all over the back mountain. This is what Chen Feng asks of himself every day, according to the martial arts teacher, the more solid the foundation a cultivator lays when he is young, the smoother his cultivation will be in the future.

Sun

"Did you bring the lunch box?" Yi Xiaohui frowned.

Looking at this child with an expectant face, other people's children can't wait to stay at home all the time, and they don't want to go to the martial arts academy, this child is good, he is urging him to be late every day, to be late, but this is also the most gratifying thing for Yi Xiaohui and Yang Guangwen, Chen Feng's efforts are in their eyes.

Chen Feng nodded, "Bring it."

"Remember to bring back the lunch box!" Yi Xiaohui urged again.

"Got it, mother, I'll go first" Chen Feng turned around and ran out.

Ji Nan Martial Academy, Chen Feng ran for more than an hour to reach the gate of the Martial Academy, panting heavily.

"I've finished reading everything I took yesterday, so let's go to the library to find a few books to read first" Thinking, Chen Feng ran directly to the library, looking at the door of the library, Chen Feng walked in directly, and bowed to the teacher who managed the books on the side, and then went into the library.

The old man who was in charge of the books glanced in Chen Feng's direction and nodded, "This kid is good in all aspects...... But it's a pity."

This old man's name is Hu Yan, he is one of the high-level leaders of the martial arts academy, he reached the peak of martial arts in his early years, but it is a pity that he has a strange personality and came to manage the library, where can the average young disciple see the strength of this old man, Chen Feng respects the teachers in the martial arts academy very much, although Chen Feng is not very old, but he is still very polite to the elders.

""Records of Lost Martial Arts in Ancient Times" and "The Legend of the Ancient Beast King" Chen Feng looked at the two books in his hand.

At this moment, "The Records of the Lost Martial Arts of Heng Gu suggest that you don't waste time reading, it's all written that lies, this book of the Royal Beast King is not bad", a young man who was about the same height as himself said to Chen Feng, the young man's clothes were also very ordinary, but his eyebrows were clear, and he was holding two or three books in his hand, and after speaking, he continued to look at the other books on the shelf.

"Oh, have you seen it?" asked Chen Feng.

"Well, my name is Ning Yang, and I am in the seventh class of body forging" Ning Yang looked at Chen Feng and introduced himself.

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, "Hello, my name is Chen Feng, and I am in the third class of body forging." Chen Feng doesn't have any friends in the Ji Nan Martial Academy, after all, there are most of the noble children of this martial arts academy, most of them are nobody, Chen Feng just wants to cultivate well, what friends have he had, but as long as others don't have any ill will towards him, Chen Feng is still willing to be friends with others.

Ning Yang nodded, "Okay, the teacher is going to give a lecture, see you next time."

"Well, goodbye," Chen Feng nodded and replied.

Looking at the two books in his hand, Chen Feng went to the old man at the door to register and went to the study hall to take classes.