"Big brother! Drink tea. The well-behaved and sensible little sister Ye Chuyu had already come over with hot tea at this time, listening to the eldest brother's accusations against the second brother as always, she smiled unconsciously, and her big eyes even revealed a trace of cunning joy.

Ye Chuxiao raised his head and poured the tea into his mouth.

Then he bared his teeth and grinned: "It's so bitter! Chu Yu, boil tea in the future and put less bitter ding. ”

The little sister Ye Chuyu looked at Ye Chuxiao, although he said bitterly, he still drank the tea, and the smile on his face became even brighter: "Okay, big brother!" ”

According to the usual practice, Ye Chuxiao divided more than half of the remaining silver money in his arms, handed it to his younger sister Ye Chuyu, and told her to hide it well, so as not to let the unfashionable second child find it.

Then I had dinner with my little sister.

As the night deepened, Ye Chuyu was already resting in his room, and Ye Chuxiao was also a little relieved.

"If I want to fully integrate into this identity and gradually return to being myself, I still have to have more contact with my younger siblings, and then subtly change their impression of me."

"And for now, I still try to maintain the image of a wooden and stern elder brother."

The Ye family is also a family of officials, although their status is lowly, their family background is barely good.

Although the courtyard of the Ye family is on the edge of the North City Gate, it is far away from the prosperous center of Shenjing City, but the area is not small.

There are two tiled rooms in the east and west, divided into four rooms and a living room, a kitchen, and a small courtyard.

There is a cherry tree in the yard that is some years old, and it is the time when the cherry blossoms bloom, and the courtyard is full of fragrance.

Ye Chuxiao stood in the courtyard with his waist knife in his hand, recalling the knife technique he had learned in his predecessor, and his thoughts were displayed as soon as he moved.

Maybe it's because the memory and body memory are inherited very well, or maybe it's because of Daoyun's talent 'skillful hands', the knife technique is very fast, almost jerky, and when he practiced for the third time, Ye Chuxiao felt that the speed of the knife movement was faster than the predecessor in his memory.

Not only that, but his comprehension of this sword technique has also been further deepened with continuous practical practice.

The speed of the true qi in the body accelerated as the sword technique became more and more rapid.

At the same time, a warm current surged from the abdomen to the whole body.

With a whistling knife groan, a shallow knife strength flew out along the sharp knife edge, shaking off the cherry blossoms of a branch.

"The third level of foolishness!" Ye Chuxiao really didn't expect that the talent that had been strengthened by Dao Yun would be so strong, and he would break through directly after practicing.

Although the Foolish Realm is the first realm of the Nine Realms of cultivation, the Triple Realm of Foolishness is only the last level of this first realm.

But Ye Chuxiao's predecessor was still stuck at this pass for nearly half a year.

Having just broken through his cultivation, Ye Chuxiao did not make persistent efforts, but stood in the courtyard and began to adjust his breathing and breathe.

At the same time, I also have the basics of spiritual practice in my mind.

"Monks from ordinary people, before the age of fourteen, will not really set foot in cultivation, just learn the basics, because normally, children before the age of fourteen, the meridians, bones, muscles, breath and spirit have not yet developed and formalized, rashly start to cultivate, and there is not enough high-level nutritional supplements, the possibility of training injuries is greater, and the slightest carelessness may even cause lifelong defects."

"Only those monks who come from illustrious backgrounds, who have been carefully taught by their teachers since childhood, and who have all kinds of secret techniques that have been enlightened at an early age, combined with some secret medicines, can break the routine, start practicing at a younger age, and determine the future development path."

"Generally speaking, martial arts cultivation is not the first choice for ordinary people to practice, qi practitioners are, after all, when martial arts are exercised, they need to supplement a lot of meat, and qi practitioners in the basic stage only need to get up early to face the east and open their mouths to drink the wind."

"From this point of view, Wu Xiu is vulgar or not, and the qi practitioner is really poor."

"And no matter which direction of cultivation, the division of realms is the same, and the threefold realm of foolishness means the realm that can be reached by those who are foolish."

"The cultivation of the foolish realm is not much mysterious, taking martial arts cultivation as an example, it is to boil up the strength and enhance the proficiency of the skills at the same time, of course, the cultivators with good talent will go faster."

"And now, of course, I can be classified as talented."

Thinking of this, Ye Chuxiao felt that the knife technique might not be suitable for him.

The vast majority of swordsmanship is based on opening and closing, and the carving and study of moves and skills are not as good as swordsmanship as a whole.

Since he has a talent for skillful hands, it seems that he can make greater use of this talent by learning swordsmanship.

"If one day, the west wind is fierce, the sword is at the end of the world, and the sword is brave and the heart is the heart, then it is also very good to think about it." Thinking about the hearty place, the melancholy of crossing has become much lighter.

While concentrating, Ye Chuxiao 'saw' the golden clock again.

At this time, the golden clock is stopped, and not a single hand is moving.

But in the same way, it was full of 'desire' for a purple light on the side.

It seemed that he wanted to swallow it in one gulp, but because Ye Chuxiao didn't allow it, he couldn't move it.

"Dao Yun! What exactly is Daoyun? ”

"Where does it come from? Is there any other use for me than to add to my talent? Ye Chuxiao thought about it, but there was no answer.

Early the next morning, the brother and sister stood in the small courtyard together, aiming in the direction of the nascent sun in the east, and opened their mouths wide.

Long-term consumption of the Qi of the Rising Sun can effectively increase the breath, which is one of the most beneficial and cost-effective ways for ordinary monks, although Ye Chuxiao is a martial cultivator, but practicing Qi is the foundation of cultivation, just like language is the foundation of the discipline.

As for the younger sister Ye Chuyu, although she has not yet started her formal cultivation, she still has some benefits for casting a solid foundation by swallowing the qi of the rising sun with the guidance technique.

Facing the newborn sunrise, Ye Chuxiao opened his mouth, only feeling that his appearance at this time was simply stupid.

But with the slow advancement of the guiding action, the originally chaotic thoughts gradually subsided.

Without being in a hurry or impatient, he seemed to feel that the wisp of rhyme in his body was echoing with the newborn rising sun.

Just as he was about to feel more carefully, a rude slamming of the door sounded, interrupting the rare silence of the early morning.

"It's the second brother who is back!" Ye Chuyu put away his skills and walked quickly to the door.

"Come back! Let him wait at the door. Ye Chuxiao stretched his face and said.

Outside the door, a tired voice came: "Little sister! Open the door, I'm your second brother! ”

"Guess what I brought you back?"

"Braised Lao Zhang's pig's head meat, as well as Hua Da Niang's meat buns, hurry up and open the door, it will be cold after a while."

Ye Chuyu puffed out his face, glanced at Ye Chuxiao, who had a gloomy face, and then said, "Second brother! I will not eat your breakfast, but give me back my money. ”

The voice went out, but there was no response.

After a while, I saw a hairy head popping out of the wall, a boy who looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, and the next moment he had already ridden to the wall.

Just as he was about to fall down, he saw Ye Chuxiao at a glance and the stick that Ye Chuxiao was carrying.

shouted: "Mother! ”

In a panic, he rolled back to the other side of the wall.