And this is not an ordinary palm knock, but the kind that hurts into the bone marrow, but it will not cause any harm, this kind of taste Ye Xuan tasted once, but he didn't want to try it a second time, because it was really painful. It's a heart-piercing, soul-piercing pain.

At this point, every afternoon in the room, the sound of Ye Xuanlang reading aloud will be heard.

Since reading the book, Ye Xuan realized that reading was more tiring than cutting bamboo, but in reading, Ye Xuan also had more fun and had more fun. From the original resistance, to the later self-exploration.

Ye Xuan found that most of the books written in this Taoist sect were books that he didn't know and had guiding significance, although sometimes he was tired of watching them, but the words of the sages also made Ye Xuan have more inner peace and perseverance in the boring Renfeng. On this lonely peak, he accepts the ideas of the ancient sages through books.

While Ye Xuan was sitting and reading, Wang Lao and Xie Lao also sat on Ye Xuan's left and right in a recliner chair, listening in an extremely comfortable way. And from time to time, let Ye Xuan read loudly.

Sometimes Ye Xuan also wonders if these two elders will use themselves as a free reading machine again. However, Ye Xuan didn't care much.

Cold comes and summer, spring goes and autumn comes. Ye Xuan has been on this Renfeng for three years.

For the past three years, Ye Xuan would conduct a test every six months, and every time, the red red beads would dissipate as soon as they reached Ye Xuan's hand.

Of course, this is also what Wang Lao did, and in the past three years, Ye Xuanjing has read no less than 100 volumes. On average, one bamboo slip is three days. Because there was no paper in this era, and the silk cloth was not cheap, most of the words were written on the bamboo slips, and the content of each bamboo slip was small, but most of them were classics.

Ye Xuan also understood why books were written in classical Chinese in ancient times, because there was not much content that could be written on bamboo slips, and only concise and concise could he express his thoughts and stories as much as possible. Of course, if you read this ancient saying a lot, you will also find its unique charm.

Three years later, one day in the middle of summer. Ye Xuan is already six years old, because he cuts bamboo and reads every day, his body has become very strong and thick, and his face is still childish, but his eyes are also bright, wearing a green coat and Taoist clothes, his head is tied in a bun, and his long hair is hanging down wantonly. The skin is also vegetarian every day and the teenager has enough essence, and his face also looks aura. It's a young man.

It's three years, and it's half a year. The Chongxu Daoist also returned as promised. However, the senior brother Lu Dacai was wearing a brand-new white Confucian robe, carrying a large package, and the whole person was radiant, his face was ruddy and happy, his face was radiant, and his slightly chubby body was even stronger.

Everyone on Renfeng also showed joy on their faces, congratulating Lu Dacai on his initial achievement and arrival at the Divine Power Realm.

Chongxu Daoist returned on time, and he also knew that Lu Dacai's realm had been reached. It was also a nod of relief.

After eating lunch, Lu Dacai got up and bowed to the Taoist three times, and said with great reluctance: "Master, junior brothers. Lu Dacai is leaving. I want to go out and have a try. It is considered that the great talent has been in Renfeng for nearly ten years, ten years of hard training, ten years of hard study. Now Xiaocheng wants to go to the mountain to experience and establish a foundation. I hope Master's approval. ”

Chongxu Daoist looked at Lu Dacai, patted Lu Dacai's shoulder for a long time and said, "Let's go." Young people should go out and explore, but remember, don't indulge your desires. ”

Lu Dacai nodded solemnly: "The disciple keeps in mind the master's advice, in the past ten years, the words of the sage have been engraved in my heart, and the disciple will never dare to forget it." and will never indulge the desires of their hearts. ”

Chong Xudao nodded with satisfaction. "That being the case, go down the mountain. ”

Lu Dacai knelt down and thanked his teacher three times. Then he got up, turned around, and turned away. The back is a little lonely, and a little brave. The head held high is also very combative.

After all, everyone came to Renfeng to go out for a while and realize their life ideals.

After all, most of Renfeng are teenagers, and they all have a heroic dream, who doesn't want to have a unique skill and then go out to create a great reputation? In this way, when they return to their hometown, they can brag about facing the immature children in the township, and they can also open a museum to teach at that time. Cultivating future talents. It's also desirable to think about it.

Everyone on Renfeng was inspired by Lu Dacai's departure, but Ye Xuan was a little distracted at this time, because he wanted to work hard, but he had no direction. The senior brother has reached the realm of supernatural powers and left in style, and he is already six years old, but he still has not completed even the most basic foundation. Thinking about this, Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel lost in his heart.

After eating fast, the senior brother left, and everyone returned to their places and worked hard to cultivate. Ye Xuan also walked towards the bamboo forest with a thin back. Ye Xuan, who was walking on the road, was thinking about the question at this time. I have been like this for three years, and as I get older, if I can't practice, instead of wasting time here, I should go home and take over the affairs of the family, and learn some checks and balances for governing the subjects and reassuring the people. In the future, he can also be a chic one-word king.

However, because of this thought, Ye Xuan was still unwilling in his heart. After all, although the throne is good, he is only a mortal prince after all. How can it be compared with immortality? But, boil. Can you really get out of it? Ye Xuan hesitated. He didn't know the bottom of his heart.

Soon, Ye Xuan walked to the bamboo house in a trance and picked up the big knife that had accompanied him for three years, Ye Xuan took the big knife in his hand and looked at it nostalgically, but saw that the blade was shining in the sun. Every morning, when he got up, he would take the knife to the mountain spring to polish it.

Ye Xuan looked at the knife and said to himself, "Man, do you say that I still have to persevere? If I don't have the talent for cultivation in my life, then I still have to continue?" Ye Xuan's heart wavered. Also confused.

"That's it. Let's cut the bamboo side by side again, this time I will test it again, if I can pass, I will practice hard, if it is still as usual, then I can only separate from you. Three years of life is long enough, if I can't cultivate the Tao, I will be a great king in the future, and continue the glory of my Ye family for the Chu State. Thinking of this, Ye Xuan's eyes seemed to be persistent.

Then he took the big knife and walked to the bamboo forest, Ye Xuan cut a lot of bamboo in three years, but every year new bamboo will grow a lot. However, there are no adult bamboos around the bamboo house.

At this moment, in the courtyard of Renfeng's house, Chong Xudao and the two old men were also looking at the image that appeared in the void in the courtyard, and the person who was cutting bamboo in the void picture was Ye Xuan.

The three of them also saw Ye Xuan's tangled look just now, as well as the shaky words.

Chong Xudaoren smiled: "You two elders, in order to sharpen his temperament, you also forced him to suffer. ”

Elder Wang also shook his head: "Young people, more hardships, can be tenacious in their hearts, and only by reading more can they be rational and long-term." Haste makes waste. ”

"Well, more than three years is not a short time. Let him pass today and learn the secret method of my Taoist sect. Xie Lao said.