"Zhiyang Gong, you have already cultivated to the first level, and Bajiquan has also entered the room, it is not so easy to find an opponent, remember my words, go ahead!"

Tao Xiong didn't say a word, holding rice paper in his hand, and silently kowtowed to Ye Zhen and the second daughter a few times. With the Dream ()

Looking at the back of Tao Xiong leaving, Zhiruo couldn't help but ask Ye Zhen, "Husband, do you think Tao Xiong can reach the level you expect?" ”

Ye Zhen blew away the floating tea leaves and whispered, "If you can't do this little thing well, you will really waste the aura absorbed in these seven days."

Zhao Min suddenly remembered something, his little hand covered his cherry lips, his eyes were bent into a crescent moon, with some shame, and he said playfully, "Husband, when is Sister Yueling going to sleep here, I haven't woken up for so many days."

Hearing this, Ye Zhen glanced at the little fox sleeping sweetly in his arms, and said with a wry smile, "This little thing, I'm afraid it's the first time to use this kind of spell, and if you use too much force, you don't have to be forcibly awakened."

"Just let it sleep, losing the natal essence blood is not as simple as the little fox shows"

After Tao Xiong left, the days gradually calmed down again, and the two daughters cleaned the library every day, and then went to the roof to practice together.

The library is open, but there are still so few people here.

Only Lin Qingyu, a little girl, as long as the library is open, she must be the first to enter the door.

The only difference is that Ye Zhen has expanded the space of the toll booth a lot, and put the Nine Swords Stone Tablet behind him as a backrest.

Ye Zhen was holding the little fox in his arms, holding the six spears of Maoshan in his hand, and almost all the incantations in it Ye Zhen already knew it.

It's just that the deeper you understand, the more you can discover the subtleties of these incantations, each of which implies the truth of heaven and earth, echoing the law.

Ye Zhen had a hunch that there was a lot of energy hidden in these runes, and if he could understand one or two, it would definitely be of great benefit to his cultivation!

Suddenly! In recent days, Lin Qingyu ran over.

Seeing that Ye Zhen was obsessed with the ghost talismans in front of him and couldn't extricate himself, Lin Qingyu stretched out his little hand and shook it in front of Ye Zhen like a mischievous.

But Ye Zhen still didn't react, Lin Qingyu's small mouth pouted slightly, and his little hand suddenly stretched out to the teapot beside Ye Zhen.

Before the little hand touched the teapot, Ye Zhen's fingers flicked it on the center of his eyebrows, and he almost burst into tears.

Before Lin Qingyu could complain, the tea tinkling sounded, and then a cup of steaming fragrant tea appeared in front of her.

Smelling the fragrant fragrance, Lin Qingyu unconsciously stretched out her clove tongue and licked her lips, and hurriedly carefully held the teacup in the palm of her hand, for fear of spilling a drop.

Smelling the tea fragrance that I don't know how to use to describe it, it is obviously just ordinary green tea, but the fragrance of tea, as well as the indescribable purity that rushes straight to the heart after the entrance, is particularly intoxicating.

Lin Qingyu's family is good, and his grandfather also likes to drink tea.

Therefore, I was fortunate to have tasted the top "water and fragrance".

But compared to the tea in front of me, which is obviously brewing randomly, it is simply a heaven and an earth.

Lin Qingyu couldn't figure it out, how could there be such a magical green tea in the world, although the tea leaves in the cup were also of the highest quality, it was impossible to make such tea!

The fragrance of tea overflows, filling the first floor in a short time.

Fortunately, there is only one customer in the library at this time, Lin Qingyu, otherwise, this tea fragrance is afraid that it will cause a sensation.

"The Amazing Curator of Little Leaves"

After drinking all the cups of tea, Lin Qingyu resisted the urge to have another cup and said, "Curator Xiaoye, I have finished reading the book "General Principles of Literature and History", can I borrow another copy?" ”

Ye Zhen's gaze did not leave the incantation, and said indifferently, "Yes"

This state of mesmerization is as if the spell in front of you is the most enchanting scenery in the world.

Lin Qingyu reluctantly glanced at the teapot with a mist of water, took a book from the shelf, and left quickly.

Ye Zhen looked up at the back of Lin Qingyu leaving, and chuckled, "Interesting little girl."

However, as soon as the words fell, it seemed that the door of the museum was closed.

Another ten days have passed, and in the blink of an eye, most of the month has passed.

Without half an evaluation point, Ye Zhen's daily life is to comprehend mantras, stabilize the fourth realm of the sword he has just stepped into, and study the paper umbrella.

In addition to reading every day, the second daughter raises flowers and plants on the roof, but the little fox is still asleep.

And in the past ten days, something not big or small happened in Huaxia.

Tao Xiong, who has won the World Sanda Championship for three consecutive years, actually opened a martial arts gym called Wudaomen in Huaxia City.

The name of the three consecutive World Sanda Championships is very loud, because since the past and present, let alone winning three consecutive times, Huaxia has not even won a championship.

Now that this record-breaking person is opening a martial arts hall in Huaxia, the scene is naturally grand, and there are not many people who support it.

In order to add to the fun, Tao Xiong in front of many reporters and students, he directly exploded the sandbag with an inch of punch!

It's not the kind of one that punches a hole, but the whole thing explodes in an instant!

This kind of picture has only been seen in martial arts movies, but it is the first time in reality!

A question came from the boiling crowd: "This sandbag must be fake!" ”

Immediately afterwards, there were more and more voices of doubt, in their opinion, the size of the Tao Bear was here, and the strength was understandable, but it was a bit too exaggerated to blow up the entire sandbag.

Secretly what means are definitely used!

This kind of thing is the reporter's favorite, and he quickly took pictures of some people who eat melons questioning.

Tao Xiong patted the sand on his body, and said in an urn voice, "If you think that sandbags or even sand are fake, you can buy one yourself, or if anyone is not convinced, you can also go on stage to compete."

When the words fell, there was a sudden silence among the people who ate melons, after all, whoever was full had nothing to do with the panic of money would run to spend hundreds of yuan to buy a sandbag for others to play in order to watch the excitement.

However, there is an old saying that is good, peers are enemies, and the people who eat melons have no voice, and when they are about to start cutting, they are in the guest seats below.

The middle-aged man who belonged to the taekwondo position and had the nameplate of Curator Chen in front of him suddenly said in broken Chinese, "Since Curator Tao opened a martial arts hall here, he must also know the rules here."

Tao Xiong sneered and said, "We have all the certificates needed to open a martial arts hall, and we have all the rules for martial arts!" ”。

"And! This is Huaxia is not your Smecta, even if you want to talk about the rules, you also listen to our rules, what are you, get out of Lao Tzu! ”

Tao Xiong's temper came up, and the other party practiced taekwondo, which in Tao Xiong's opinion was something that some soft girls practiced.

It is undeniable that there are still some ornamental and lethal moves in taekwondo, but a flower frame is a flower frame, and it takes so much effort that Tao Xiong can hammer him half to death with one punch!

Not to mention that he is still practicing the exercises taught by his master, the terrifying attack power of Bajiquan.

As soon as Tao Xiong's words came out, there were bursts of applause in the field, you are a Smecta person, shouting about the rules in our Huaxia, what kind of thing!

A few taekwondo students who came with Smecta couldn't help but say to Tao Xiong, "What are you, our curator is a real black belt sixth-dan, Tianquan grade"

"You're just a three-time Sanda gold medalist, what's there to drag! The movements are rude and not ornamental at all."

"Click"

In an instant, the atmosphere was solemn to the extreme, and only the camera in the reporter's hand that kept flashing white light was still operating.

The big mouth cracked, Tao Xiong looked at Curator Chen in the audience, and said, "You, since you blow so badly, do you dare to come up and compete with me!" ”

ps: There is another chapter later, thanks to the book friends "Gen Lingji", "Hopeless Sea", "Bai Hang" and "Sul" for the book coins!