He was originally a cultivator, as long as he cultivated his literary qi wholeheartedly, he would be able to cultivate his cultivation at that time, and his strength would definitely not be weaker than that of a martial artist.

But this wrench that came with him crossed over now actually gave him a martial arts practice, and when Bai Jinxun tested him in the morning, the wrench also helped him and made him remember the little word.

Obviously, the meaning of the wrench is to let him cultivate both civil and military.

Dual cultivation of civil and military, this continent is not nothing, but very few.

Cultivators have to read books, memorize them, and travel everywhere every day to find inspiration. And martial arts cultivators are even more bitter, they have to practice the exercises every day, become proficient in martial arts, and hone their combat skills.

If you are distracted and want to have both, you simply don't have the time, and in the end, maybe nothing will succeed.

Such examples are numerous in the Xia Kingdom, and even in this entire continent.

"This wrench not only takes me through, but also automatically hides in my body, and can also tell me that little word, and now it actually directly gave me a martial arts cultivation method, which is definitely not simple, since it hints at me like this, then I will ......"

"Wait. Yang Ye thought of this, and his heart suddenly moved, and said, "It seems that as long as I am in trouble, it will immediately try to help me." When I first crossed over, when I was bullied in the alley, I gave this martial arts cultivation method ......"

"Does it help me whenever I have a problem that I can't solve?"

He thought about this possibility, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt surprised, and the haze that came from his heart was suddenly swept away.

"The culture here is backward, and most of the scholars can only rely on the works of the ancients to cultivate, but I know a lot of knowledge, and it is easy for me to cultivate literature. ”

"Since the cultivation of the text does not delay time, then I can practice martial arts together, with the help of the wrench, I believe that there will be no shortage of exercises in the future. When I am both civil and military, I can really protect my grandmother and Xiaoyan. ”

Thinking of this, Yang Ye's heart suddenly became relaxed.

"Well, this exercise doesn't seem too difficult, so let's start practicing now. ”

The article "Pretending to be a Pig and Cultivating Martial Arts" in his brain quickly turned into a little white light and fused into his memory, so that he could remember it clearly without reciting it at all.

Time passes slowly in cultivation.

It seemed that only a moment had passed, and grandma's cold voice came from outside the house: "Yang Ye, it's time to go to school, those two girls are waiting for you outside." ”

Yang Ye slowly finished his work, opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be more vibrant.

"Oh, got it. ”

He agreed, hurriedly went out, said hello to his grandmother, and walked out of the courtyard.

"Yang Ye, why are you so slow, I still have to go to the academy to cultivate in a hurry, hurry up. ”

When Wang Yiwen saw him come out, he muttered dissatisfiedly, turned around and left, his steps were fast, and the ponytail behind him was swaying energetically.

"Hehe, Brother Xiaoye, have you slept enough? Hey, your complexion looks better than before. ”

Cai Xiaoyan looked at him with a smile, and her cheeks suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

"Oh, yes? Maybe it's because I slept better. ”

Yang Ye replied with a smile, but he was secretly happy in his heart, it seems that that the exercise is really a good thing, and in just one noon, his body has quietly changed.

He now seemed to feel that his body was stronger than before, and his spirit was full.

Wang Yiwen personally sent the two to the door of the seminary, turned around and left in a hurry, and told them to wait for her to go home together at night.

Looking at her hurried back, gradually moving away, Cai Xiaoyan sighed and said, "Sister Yiwen is really hard, in order for us not to be bullied by bad people, she cultivates so hard." If only I had become a scribe sooner......"

Speaking of this, she smiled and said, "But it doesn't matter, Brother Xiaoye, I will soon feel the literary qi, when the time comes, I will condense the literary qi, and if I cultivate for a while, I will be able to become a scribe, and those bad people will no longer dare to bully us in the future." ”

"Well, Xiao Yan, come on. ”

Yang Ye smiled slightly, clenched his fists and encouraged.

The two broke up in the academy and went their separate ways to their classes.

As soon as Cai Xiaoyan walked to the classroom of the third class, she saw that the big blackboard erected on the road was full of students.

Everyone was chattering and talking, full of envy and excitement.

"Xiao Yan, you're here, come and see, we have someone in the first grade who has gathered the literary spirit!"

Just when Cai Xiaoyan was feeling strange in her heart, a slightly chubby girl turned her head, found her, and hurriedly waved her hand to let her pass.

"What! Someone has condensed? so fast!"

Cai Xiaoyan was taken aback, and hurriedly walked over, but a complicated taste suddenly rose in her heart.

This first student who condenses the literary atmosphere, if as expected, should be her. She also fantasized that when the time comes, when she becomes the first person to condense her literary spirit, she will tell Brother Xiaoye and Yiwen the good news as soon as possible, so that they will also be happy.

But now, it has been taken by others.

"Xiaoqing, which class is it that is so powerful?"

Cai Xiaoyan came to the back of the students and asked the slightly chubby girl, with unconcealed envy in her eyes.

The girl smiled and said, "Xiao Yan, you also know this person, and it seems that he is still a very close friend with you." ”

"Huh?" Cai Xiaoyan was stunned when she heard this, and looked at her with clear eyes: "Who is it?"

"Hehe, it's Yang Ye, didn't expect it?" said the chubby girl with a smile.

"Yang Ye, which Yang Ye?" Cai Xiaoyan was shocked in her heart, her small mouth opened, and she asked stupidly.

The girl sneered and said, "Nonsense, which Yang Ye is in this academy, it must be the Yang Ye who is your childhood sweetheart." I heard that he was condensed in the morning, and he still felt it in front of Mr. Bai, so happy that Mr. Bai laughed, patted the desk and praised loudly, eager to hug him and kiss him. That kid is majestic, the whole school knows about it, and a lot of girls are talking about him with bright eyes, you have to be careful......"

Listening to Xiaoqing's excited teasing, Cai Xiaoyan suddenly opened her mouth wide, and froze in place, even forgetting her shyness.

......

"Xiao Yan, come on, I'll wait for you. ”

Her eyes flashed with tears, and at this moment, her mind was full of Yang Ye's smile and his encouraging eyes.

"Brother Xiaoye, it turns out that you are the most powerful ......"

Thinking of her previous "show-off" in front of him, the corners of her mouth curved, revealing a shallow smile, and her bright eyes were full of joy and excitement.

Brother Xiaoye, are you finally back?

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