Chapter 542 – Self-Created Penance

The right hand was flicked out, and it looked slanted and unfocused. At the same time, his body fell out crookedly like his right arm, unspeakably ugly. But it was such an ugly palm, and while dodging the [Streamer Fist], the right palm hit Chen Bin's cheek crisply.

A palm mixed with the power of the grain, and when the old power was just exhausted and the new power was not born, Chen Bin was suddenly knocked out, and he fell to the ground with his face in a daze.

Even Wen Hui looked at his right hand in a daze, unable to help himself for a long time.

Xu Yan, who was behind him, nodded secretly, this kid is really talented.

Chen Bin got up, his face full of shame and unwillingness: "You are just a waste! How can you be qualified to defeat me!?" Another streamer fist, another crooked slap, and another flying out.

Everyone saw that after Mr. Seven taught Wen Hui a trick, Chen Bin was no longer his opponent.

"Alright. Hong Tianming spoke, and his face was not very good-looking. After all, Xu Yan interfered with the assessment of the martial arts hall so directly, which seemed to be a bit faceless. But when the dignified gentleman of Yunfu came to this small martial arts hall to watch the ceremony, what else could he say?

"Wen Hui won, and he passed the assessment. 」

Wen Hui still stood in place in a daze.

And Chen Bin could only kneel on the ground dejectedly, with tears of remorse on his face.

Xu Yan spoke again: "Where do you want to go?"

When Wen Hui heard this, he suddenly turned around and knelt down: "Mr. Xie instructed, begging Mr. to accept me as an apprentice. 」

Everyone was in an uproar, this Wen Hui is really clever, and he is now worshipping Mr. Seven as a teacher!? I have to say that it is difficult to compare with his peers, if Wen Hui really worships under Mr. Seven, Yunfu's hands and eyes are all over the sky, who can guarantee that he can't let him, a waste who only broke through the Innate Palace at the age of fourteen?

Hearing this, Xu Yan categorically refused: "I'm going down the mountain, but I don't have so much time to collect apprentices. 」

Wen Hui had a look of disappointment on his face, and it was only then that Xu Yan could see that he looked like a fourteen-year-old child.

Xu Yan thought for a moment, "Come with me, it won't help you here. 」

After speaking, he turned around and left.

Jin Qianji and Lan Mingxin looked at each other speechlessly, this Xu Yan is really ......

Jin Qianji smiled apologetically at Hong Tianming: "I'm sorry, I lost my company first. 」

Then the two stood up and followed Xu Yan away, leaving Hong Tianming with a face full of shame.

Sun Xingu looked at their backs thoughtfully.

Everyone thinks that Jin Qianji has the unfathomable demeanor of a master in the world like Yunfu, but like Xu Yan, he can just go, and this kind of free and easy makes him yearn for it even more.

Come in full swing and return with joy.

This is the style of immortals!

Unconsciously, Xu Yan's figure in Sun Xingu's eyes became taller.

............

"Sir, where are we going?" Wen Hui asked, following behind.

Xu Yan stopped: "Yes, where are you going?"

Wen Hui was speechless, only feeling that this gentleman was very unreliable. At this time, Jin Qianji and Lan Mingxin caught up.

"Let's go to Wenhui's place first, right?"

Wen Hui was a little embarrassed: "Uh...... The place where I live is very small, I'm afraid it will make the two gentlemen uncomfortable......" Xu Yan waved his hand: "Let's go." 」

Wen Hui was stunned again: "Where are you going?"

"Going to your house?"

「............ Sir, did you listen to me. 」

"Don't talk nonsense, lead the way. 」

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If you really want to say it, in fact, Xu Yan, Jin Qianji, and Lan Mingxin are only a few years older than Wen Hui. But after all, their fame is too great, and their style of doing things is either sophisticated or uninhibited, and it is difficult to think of their real age.

After a long time, a group of four people finally came to Wenhui's home.

Wen Hui's home is indeed not big, there is only one room in the house, and in the small main hall, in addition to a dining table, there is also a small bed, which is where Wen Hui sleeps. It's just that there are two comfortable bamboo chairs outside their house, probably sitting there to bask in the sun and watch the stars.

"Mom, I'm back. Wen Hui shouted, then tapped his head, "Uh...... Sorry, I forgot Mom was working. Have you eaten lunch, sir?"

The three of them looked at each other.

............

After a while, Wen Hui came out of the stove room, and there were three more dishes and three bowls of rice on the table.

Wen Hui scratched his head: "I'm sorry, I've never cooked for anyone other than my mother, and I don't know what it tastes like. Xu Yan didn't listen, picked up the wooden chopsticks and ate them. Jin Qianji smiled slightly, and also began to eat.

Lan Mingxin smiled, "That's a good job. 」

Wen Hui smirked a few times, unaware that the woman who was talking to him was in charge of the four years of the Yunfu Seventh Apprentice with Mr. Three.

The three of them eat, although they are used to eating good things, but this kind of home-cooked side dishes that are practiced day and night and practiced thousands of times also have a unique flavor.

After eating, Xu Yan and Jin Qianji each found a bamboo chair and spread it comfortably outside the house. Lan Mingxin smiled and took out the tea leaves from the colorful divine stone, and then went to the stove room to boil water and prepare to make tea. Only Wen Hui was still standing outside the house in a daze, looking at the two gentlemen stupidly.

He just thought it was too dreamy today.

Yesterday he was just a piece of waste, and passers-by wouldn't notice him. Today, there are two gentlemen from Yunfu lying outside the house!

He carefully pinched the flesh of his thigh, was this a dream?

Thinking of this, Wen Hui immediately let go of his hand.

If it's a dream, how nice it would be to never wake up.

............

Where did Wen Hui's small actions deceive Xu Yan and Jin Qianji?

Jin Qianji suddenly spoke, "Why don't you practice the exercises?"

Wen Hui's body froze, unable to speak.

If there were martial artists or protégés from the five martial arts halls where Wen Hui used to be, he would definitely be surprised. Wen Hui didn't practice the exercises!?

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Regardless of the tattoo artist or tattoo master in the world, even if it is the tattoo cultivation in ancient times, its cultivation methods are similar. If you want to break through the Innate Palace, you can only rely on the operation exercises to absorb the free power between heaven and earth, turn it into your own pattern force, and cultivate the Innate Palace to the fullest, so that you can break through the realm.

If you are a mortal, let alone practice the Fa, I am afraid that you will not even be able to feel the power between heaven and earth.

If you don't practice the exercises, how can you cultivate the strength of the grain?

It's just that both Xu Yan and Jin Qianji asked Wenhui in a confident tone. It is more because there was a similar record in the Cloud Series Book Pavilion Scroll.

A thousand years ago, there was chaos in the world. The major sects were destroyed, and the cultivation fell into a terrible fault. Many of the powerful legacies of the past have disappeared without a trace. In those 100 years, the number of cultivators was pitifully small. So, how did the first group of cultivators get up to practice?

It is by creating your own exercises.

It's just that because the self-created exercises are not complete and extremely difficult, nine times out of ten they will end in failure, and finally become a life of mediocrity.

Wen Hui in front of him was only fourteen years old, but he was already creating his own exercises.

How could this not move Xu Yan and Jin Qianji?