In this way, Ye Chen started a new life.

With the blessing of merit, Ye Chen was born with a golden key.

Compared with his previous life, his quality of life has been greatly improved.

In Chang'an City, the Liu family compound.

A midwife was busy with the cry of a baby, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Dozens of families in the courtyard are busy before and after, and the scenery in the courtyard is scattered, everything shows that this is not an ordinary people's home.

The midwife opened the door and shouted at the top of her voice.

"Master, Mrs. is born!"

"Congratulations, sir, it's a son!"

Zhu Yan stood in the courtyard, and today he made a special trip to wear a satin red coat, so as to be auspicious.

At this time, when he heard the words, his face was overflowing with joy, and his mouth couldn't close.

The Zhu family, a family of martial artists, has been a qi practitioner for generations, and he has been a martial arts idiot like his father all his life.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, the ancestor of the Zhu family was a general in the imperial court, who helped the first emperor to rise after conquering the country, and the authenticity has long been impossible to verify.

Zhu Yan didn't marry a wife until he was in his thirties, but for five years in a row, no matter how hard he tried, his mother-in-law's belly just didn't get big.

Nine months ago, the old Chinese medicine doctor came to check the pulse and told him that his wife was pregnant, but he still didn't believe it.

Zhu Yan pushed open the door and looked at the infant child, feeling that everything was so unreal.

Happiness came too suddenly!

Zhu Yan named his son Zhu Haoran, hoping that he could absorb the righteous qi of heaven and earth and become a generation of Qi cultivation masters.

It is enough to see how deep Zhu Yan's obsession with martial arts is.

When Zhu Haoran was three years old, he began to pull his son to practice qi.

Madame looked at it and smiled, such a young child, where does he know what qi training is? There are 10,000 reluctances in my heart, but I can't resist Zhu Yan.

Zhu Haoran, who was four years old, showed amazing talent in martial arts, and Zhu Haoran could remember the martial arts taught to him by Zhu Yan almost once after watching it, and he could fight well.

Not only that, children at the age of four or five should love to play, but Zhu Haoran is full of thoughts in addition to practicing martial arts.

"Haoran, let's catch it together, right?" A girl named Qingqing shouted in the courtyard.

"No, I'm going to practice martial arts."

"Haoran, let's go roast sweet potatoes today, do you want to eat them?"

"No, I'm going to learn martial arts from my father."

"Haoran, do you want to go to the creek to catch loaches?"

"No, my father said to give me a lecture on qi cultivation knowledge today."

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Even Zhu Haoran's mother shook her head when she saw it, this is really with the child's father, and he almost started practicing martial arts in his mother's womb.

Zhu is overjoyed, this is the day to prosper the Zhu family!

However, this is only the tip of the iceberg of Zhu Haoran's martial arts talent.

A year and a half later, Zhu Haoran, who was only five and a half years old, had already cultivated a sense of qi, and for a while everyone knew that there was a genius in Chang'an City.

Zhu Yan is even more proud of this.

In the future, Zhu Haoran practiced qi like mountaineering, one step at a time.

When he was 6 years old, when children of the same age only knew how to play, Ye Chen had already cultivated to the quenching stage.

This caught Zhu Yan off guard, and he seemed to be twelve years old when he entered the quenching period, right? His son was six years ahead of him!

What is the concept of six years, which is enough to win at the starting line of life.

But Zhu Haoran was still not satisfied at all, and he threw himself on martial arts and qi training all the time.

Even Zhu Yan couldn't stand the level of obsession, and whenever he wanted to persuade Zhu Haoran to go out and do something else, he swallowed back the words that just came to his mouth.

As a martial idiot, he knows the joy of indulging in it.

This little boy who has worked hard to cultivate since he was a child is Ye Chen, who has been reincarnated, and Zhu Yan naturally would not know that Ye Chen's cultivation so hard is to save the common people.

"Zhu Haoran, I discussed it with your mother, and I plan to send you to the school tomorrow, and you can make preparations."

Late at night, Zhu Yan came to Ye Chen's room and spoke earnestly.

"It is important to learn martial arts and practice qi, but you also need to have more contact with other peers and learn more knowledge." This is Zhu Yan's heartfelt thoughts, he doesn't want his son to be obsessed with martial arts, and in the end he will become a person who does not distinguish between black and white and does not distinguish between right and wrong.

"Okay, it's all up to my father's arrangement, I'll clean it up, and I'll go to school with my father tomorrow morning." The son said obediently.

This reaction is completely untidy for Zhu Yan, it has always been difficult for a child of this age to go to school, after all, he has been in front of his parents for a long time, how can anyone voluntarily follow the private school teacher to take classes.

Zhu Yan thought about it all night and was suffocated back to his stomach, what kind of son did he give birth to, it was too worry-free!

"Daddy, Daddy?" Ye Chen saw Zhu Yan's expression of enjoyment, and shouted several times in a row.

"Oops, what's wrong? ......" Zhu Yan came back to his senses and hurriedly responded.

"Dad, are you okay, your clothes are lit by an oil lamp......" Ye Chen kindly reminded.

Only then did Zhu Yan realize his gaffe, and hurriedly slapped the flames on his clothes, "Ahem, Dad was thinking about your school just now, and I was distracted......

"Well, it's not early, dad, you should go back and rest quickly." Ye Chen opened his mouth and said.

Zhu Yan agreed, got up and prepared to go out, when Ye Chen stopped him again in the rear.

"Dad, there is just something I want to discuss with you, I want to follow the fourth uncle to learn some herbal knowledge after school."

"Thank you, Dad!"

Zhu Yan didn't expect Ye Chen to make such a request, so he paused for a moment, and then agreed, it is not a good thing that Ye Chen is a little too obsessed with martial arts, and it is naturally not a bad thing to be able to divide theology and other things.

But he didn't know that Ye Chen lacked knowledge of herbal medicine, he just lacked elixir.

Although he is a martial arts family, he is not as good as the Qi Cultivation Hall in his previous life, and there are Qi Replenishing Pills every day to assist in cultivation.

Ye Chen, who did not have the elixir, had now entered a bottleneck stage, and the stagnant strength was the last thing he wanted to see, he had to have enough strength before the demon clan invaded on a large scale.

On the second day, Zhu Yan and his mother Zhen Yan got up early and prepared to send their son to the private school on the first day.

Pushing open the door, he found that Ye Chen's room was empty.

"Could it be that you were afraid to go to the academy, so you hid?" Mother Zhen Yan said suspiciously.

"No, he promised more than I did last night." Zhu Yan said, and turned up the mattress, lying on the ground and looking under the bed.

At this moment, Ye Chen walked into the room dressed neatly and walked into the room early.

"Father, mother, what are you looking for?" Ye Chen's voice came, and Zhu Yan hurriedly got up, blushing and having a thick neck.

"It's okay, there seems to be a mouse under the bed just now......"

"Why are you up so early? Don't you want to sleep for a while? ”

"Today, on the first day of private school, your mother and I want to go with you." Zhu Yan spoke.

I thought that my son would be very happy, but Ye Chen immediately persuaded Zhu Yan and Zhen Yan to sleep for a while.

"My father and mother got up so early for me, how can I rest assured, it's still early, let's go and rest for a while, I'm not a two- or three-year-old child, I can go to school by myself." Ye Chen stuffed the last bite of breakfast into his mouth, took the book and went out, leaving Zhu Yan and Zhen Yan in a daze.

"Isn't there something abnormal about our son......?" Zhu Yan said slowly.

"It seems that some sensible people are not normal." Mother Zhen Yan nodded in agreement.

Since the birth of their son, they have hardly been bothered by a single bit.

In the summer, a child went swimming in the river and drowned, and Ye Chen never went to the water's edge again; In the autumn, a child fell to his death on the tree to grab elm money, and Ye Chen did not leave the hospital half a step in the autumn.

On weekdays, because of Qi training, Ye Chen got up earlier than the maids.

Before the rooster crowed, he had already started his cultivation early.

My father saw all this in his eyes, so he was not too surprised by the speed of Ye Chen's progress in martial arts, how could there be any genius, but he had paid sweat and hard work beyond ordinary people.

Zhu Yan asked himself, his ordinary efforts at Zhu Haoran's age, and his achievements are by no means only at today's height.

Classes were held in the private school, and as soon as the teacher came to the stage, he began to teach the surnames of the hundred families, ignoring Ye Chen, a new student today.

Ye Chen was drowsy for a while, for him this was a complete waste of time, not to mention the surnames of the hundred families, he could memorize the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Four Books and the Five Classics.

Ye Chen, who had nothing to do, had a fugue in his head, and when he was bored, he actually began to practice qi in class.

Mr. Private's head soon spotted the new prick, and his face was dissatisfied.

"What's your name? Didn't your parents teach you how to respect your teachers? Mr. Private School stood in front of Ye Chen with a displeased expression and spoke.

The rest of the children who were still reciting the surnames of the hundred families also turned their heads to watch the excitement.

"I'm afraid this newcomer hasn't seen Mr. yet, I'm afraid I'm going to be beaten in the palm of my hand......"

"I provoked Mr. on the first day, and there must be no good fruit to eat."

The children whispered to each other.

Ye Chen was in a state of qi training, and he had already settled down at this time, and he didn't notice anything strange from the outside world at all.

Mr. Private School picked up the rattan and pulled it at Ye Chen, Ye Chen's body shook, and he woke up violently.

When I saw Mr. Private School with a black line on his face, he immediately understood what was going on.

"There is a mother, there is no thing to be taught by your father, the old man will teach you how to respect the teacher for your father today!" Seeing Ye Chen's reaction, Mr. Private School drew another rattan stick.