Spring goes to autumn, the four seasons are the same, and the rotation of heaven is in this cold and summer, and the cycle is endless. It's like this bamboo leaf, it grows, falls, and then freezes in the air!! What the heck!

I saw that directly below the bamboo leaves, there was a pair of grandparents and grandchildren. . . The eyes are facing each other.

Now Jiang Chen is combing through the huge amount of information that his grandfather Jiang Chengtian has instilled in him with a bewildered face, but only today does Jiang Chen really understand! What does it mean to listen to your words, it is better to read a book for ten years...

In the past "three months", there have been no typos, within three months, of course, it was Jiang Chen's grandfather Jiang Yuantian's ability, Jiang Chen not only completely digested the magic energy of the demon soldiers he devoured with the help of his grandfather, but in addition, Jiang Chen also preliminarily mastered one of the Jiang family's several major inheritances - Tianguan Fengjiao Secret Technique and Zen Dingying. One is the power of the wind, the meaning of the sky, and the other is even more domineering, directly with my will, to control the reincarnation of time!

"According to this, my Jiang family has actually always majored in yin and yang, and the Buddha and the demon have a double holiday?" Jiang Chen asked curiously, "Generally speaking, one thought becomes a Buddha and one thought becomes a demon, after all, you also understand that justice without strength is not called justice" Grandpa Jiang Yuantian took a sip of the tea in his hand and replied lightly

Then, the old man sighed, "You kid is not satisfied, the really complex secret art has long been simplified by the ancestors, and it is not for the sake of ... Before Grandpa finished speaking, Jiang Chen couldn't wait to interrupt, "Grandpa, since it's a secret technique, why do you have to keep simplifying?" The old man frowned, "What are you anxious about, baby monkey!" Did you listen to the old man's words? "Okay, okay, grandpa, you speak, you talk ha"

The old man stroked his long beard, and said hatefully, "Do you think we are bored to simplify the secret arts?" Then he pointed his finger at Jiang Chen and said, "It's not because you juniors are not angry!" The most failed case of the inheritance of secret art is precisely the secret art of Qimen Dunjia, which is known as the first secret art in Kyushu, and it is said that during the period of King Wen, there were more than 4,000 articles! But today, none of the thousands of strange techniques have been handed down! , that's not because the art of Qimen is too complicated, and there are fewer and fewer descendants who can comprehend it. ”

Then Jiang Shentian sighed, and then said, "In order to prevent the repetition of the mistakes of the past, other secret techniques were forced to simplify the steps and simplify the length, in order to be passed on" At the same time, the old man's deep gaze turned to the still leaves above his head, "But even so, there are still many secret techniques that have disappeared and disappeared into the long river of history. If it weren't for Chenchen, you just had the potential to inherit my Jiang family's secret technique, I'm afraid that as soon as the old man and I leave, this heavenly palace phoenix horn will be. ”

"Not so much, grandpa, haven't I already mastered the Heavenly Official Wind Horn?" After listening to this, Jiang Yuantian laughed and said, "With your triangular cat kung fu, you dare to say that you have learned the Tianguan Phoenix Horn, and you are waiting for a few decades" "By the way, how is your kid's meditation practice?" As soon as these words came out, Jiang Chen was immediately reminded of some bad memories.

If I had practiced well, I wouldn't have had to break my right hand! Knowingly asked, but Jiang Chen still replied cheekily, "No problem, it's so powerful that I want to call the police." "Fart!" The old man yelled at Jiang Chen angrily: "What level do you have, are you not sure in your heart?" Boy, listen well, these days you don't put the Xuan Sutra, the Tibetan Sutra... Give me a good back, I'm afraid you don't want to go back! Also, old man, I'll try my best to maintain the stop for a while, and you must give me the eight-leaf lotus of the Demon Stick Method, and in addition... ”

"Don't, ahhhh Grandfather! I'm afraid I'm going to die of old age with you! A desolate scream pierced the sky, sad and cold, quietly gloomy, and vividly expressed the saddest emotions of human beings! But even so, when the dust settled, Jiang Chen was already powerless.

The wind is bleak, and the leaves are flying. In this way, Jiang Chen began to accept Jiang Chengtian's devil training "day after day" every day, which is simply an endless hatred! I don't know how long it took like this, and finally, in Jiang Chengtian's cold voice, "Open!" One of the longest May Day in human history has finally come to an end.

Standing at the long-distance bus station in Hanhai City again, Jiang Chen was still thinking about the meaningful smile when his grandfather sent him to the bus with a black line. Wrong! There's something wrong with that! There must be something wrong with this! Grandfather! You did this whole thing on purpose, ha!

Although Jiang Chen was tortured throughout May Day, at the same time, Jiang Chen still had a lot of receipts. Looking at Jiang Chen from a distance now, the whole person is full of energy, smooth but not angular, muscles all over the body, clean and neat, free and capable, but not restrained. Wherever you go, a warrior's demeanor is revealed.

Although the past is unbearable, the super high return rate still makes Jiang Chen satisfied. As for this super high return rate, is it because of Jiang Chen's standard muscles or the plain clothes he wears for the convenience of practicing martial arts... It doesn't matter! It must be that I'm too handsome! Well, no problem.

Leaning on the overpass not far from the bus station, Jiang Chen easily carried the huge travel bag behind him with two fingers, while flipping through the post bar and blowing the wind. Well, the ancestors are simply too empathetic, it is so convenient to change the Tianguan Fengjiao, it is enough to simply blow the wind, and the next time you stand on the rooftop messy, you can hang the criticism and say to the sister paper, brother is not the wind, it is fate! Mandate of Heaven!

Throughout the history of the development of the world's secret arts, whether it is Western magic or Eastern metaphysics, it is essential to face a problem related to life and death - how to inherit it in order to preserve the lifeline. Therefore, simplifying the difficulty of cultivation has become the best choice for most secret arts, coupled with the acceleration of economic globalization and the increasingly close cultural exchanges between the East and the West, it is inevitable that various secret techniques will be intertwined.

Gradually, gradually, people no longer use specific names to delineate the scope of secret arts, but invariably call the inheritors of secret arts in today's society - the Strangers. It may be that the loss of secret art is indeed very serious, and now the ability is simply divided into five systems, five basic elements, that is, the "five emperors" often said by the old people of Kyushu, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Nowadays, there is no clear positioning for abilities abroad, and even the most basic level gradient has not been delineated. But it's not hard to understand, after all, in this era when humans have already set foot on the moon, who would believe in the existence of magic! In Kyushu, a little better is lost, and there is still such a level system, but it is simply divided into three levels: heaven, earth, and man, and each level is subdivided into nine heavens, from low to high, and the peak is the nine heavens of the heavenly level, of course, that is just a legend.

Now it's Jiang Chen's turn to be messy... Ever since Jiang Chen devoured the demon soldiers, Jiang Chen found that there were a few more strange formations in his eyes. Whenever Jiang Chen cultivated, these formations would also work synchronously, helping Jiang Chen absorb the surrounding yin qi, and then transform it into pure magic energy for Jiang Chen to use. In this regard, Jiang Chen also specially asked his grandfather Jiang Yuantian, but his grandfather didn't know anything about it, and could only believe that it was from ancient times, and the classics were seriously lost, so far, there was no way to find out the others.

Jiang Chen's approximate abilities are melee combat, devouring, and when the magic energy is sufficient, he can use the magic energy to conjure up the weapons he needs. That... What kind of department do I belong to? Today's people, doing things are so irresponsible, and it's hard to touch a demon or a ghost or something, it's really!

But neither Jiang Chen nor Jiang Chen's grandfather, Jiang Yuantian, actually failed to correctly recognize Jiang Chen's ability. But everything is an afterthought.

Turning around and looking at the familiar city, the sunset still shines on the neat streets, a few carrier pigeons flying around in the distance, and the warm breeze gently blows on the face, bringing --- bloody breath!

Jiang Chen was startled, the lazy breath of his whole body was swept away, and his muscles tensed slightly, but when he looked at the time, it was already half past four in the afternoon, and it was too late for Jiang Chen to investigate slowly, Jiang Chen immediately rushed home non-stop and prepared to go to school. Surprisingly, my mother, who has always disliked shopping, is not at home! Jiang Chen dialed his mother's phone without hesitation, and sure enough, it was the nurse who answered it on his behalf. It turned out that my mother went to the hospital to work overtime. Where are so many wounded these days?

But now! The most important question about the survival of the world is not what Jiang Chen has encountered, what he has learned, and what he will do, but! Your uncle's! I'm going to be late for evening self-study! Life doesn't have time to hesitate, and it is the rivers and lakes to go out. Accompanied by a sad BJM again, Jiang Chen screamed and rushed towards the school, knowing that he would not be playing with his mobile phone outside the passenger station!