At noon the next day.

The gongs and drums were noisy at the foot of Zhaobi Mountain, and the Chen family's thirty or forty people were assembled to welcome relatives.

Chen Xingze walked at the front of the line, behind him was the Chen family carrying a gorgeous sedan chair, and behind him was the welcoming procession playing and playing.

The team is basically all mortals of the Chen family, and everyone is familiar with the marriage process.

Baili Tan stood halfway up Zhaobi Mountain, looked at the greeting team that was slowly moving away, and sighed: "I am content if Baili Family can have such a scene." ”

"Uncle, we will definitely return to Zhongzhou, the eastern state, and restore the glory of the Baili family. Baili Yuheng stood behind Baili Tan with a resolute and confident face.

Baili Tan sighed lightly again: "It's not up to us to decide whether we can go back or not, everything depends on the patriarch's cultivation." ”

Baili Yuheng hummed softly, looked at the Western Lotus Mountain Range, and then walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

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

Time flies, spring goes to autumn, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Under the old locust tree at the entrance of Chenjia Village, the third grandmother squinted and sat quietly, motionless like a statue.

In the courtyard of the first house at the entrance of the village, there was a little boy more than a year old crying loudly, the little boy was lying in a wooden basin, and he could faintly hear shouting mother, mother.

"Don't cry, don't cry, my mother will come to see you in a few days. "The person who spoke was an old woman.

The old woman was washing her clothes on the side, and her rough hands were recording her poor life.

"Third brother, this baby is exactly the same as Chen Chuan when he was a child. The old woman said to the sixty-year-old man at the gate of the courtyard.

"The old lady doesn't keep the door open, this is not Chen Chuan's child. The old man glared at the old woman and told her not to talk nonsense.

These two old men are none other than Chen Chuan's third brother Chen Ji and his wife, and the baby boy in the basin was sent by Chen Xingze for foster care a year ago.

No one knows the child's background, according to Chen Xingze's instructions, everyone only knows that this is a child who was picked up.

Chen Ji stood at the door of the house, looking at the towering Zhaobi Mountain in the distance, and muttered to himself: "Chen Chuan hasn't been here for a long time......"

Zhaobi Mountain is exactly the same as three years ago, and the difference is that there is an extra row of palace attics on the northern halfway up the mountain, which was built by Chen Ji and his clansmen.

At this moment, in the wooden house on the top of Zhaobi Mountain, a short old man kept coughing, and Chen Xingze on the side convulsed distressed every time he coughed.

"Second brother, don't stand up, I'll beg the Zhang family and let the ancestor of the Zhang family treat you. Chen Xingze persuaded.

The short old man was none other than Chen Qingze, and in the past three years, his injuries have not fully recovered, resulting in him now looking shaky, completely devoid of the majesty of the foundation building monk.

Chen Qingze waved his hand and said breathlessly: "That's it, I know my body, no one can save it." ”

"However, if this continues, your cultivation will be lower and lower......" Chen Xingze gritted his teeth and said helplessly.

Before he finished speaking, Chen Xingze suddenly looked outside the wooden house, and then walked out quickly.

Walking out of the wooden house, Chen Xingze saw a familiar figure, a figure he hadn't seen for more than a year.

It was a young man in a white robe, his eyes were dark and deep, there was a sunny and confident air between his eyebrows, and his figure was sturdy, and he was looking at Chen Xingze with a light smile at the moment.

"Fourth uncle. The young man shouted.

"Chen Chuan, why are you here?" Chen Xingze stepped forward and patted the young man on the shoulder.

This white-robed young man is Chen Chuan, three years later, he has faded from the youthful appearance, and now at the age of twenty, he has begun to grow.

"I'm here to find a Baili Tan senior, and I want to enter the Baili Family Scripture Pavilion to comprehend a few spiritual arts. Chen Chuan said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll take you. Chen Xingze grabbed Chen Chuan's arm, as if he didn't want Chen Chuan to stay here for a moment longer.

Chen Chuan frowned, looked at Chen Xingze and said, "Fourth uncle, is the second uncle inside?"

"He's in retreat, and we don't bother him. Chen Xingze responded.

Chen Chuan frowned and nodded, he could feel that the fourth uncle was lying to him, but he didn't continue to ask, but followed the fourth uncle to the southern halfway of Zhaobi Mountain.

Baili Tan was meditating and cultivating in the most central attic, and Chen Chuan and the others greeted outside the door.

"Senior Tan, Chen Chuan is back. Chen Xingze said.

Hearing the word Chen Chuan, Baili Tan inside immediately got up and walked out of the attic.

"Chen Chuan, let me see what it looks like?" The person hasn't come out yet, and the voice has already come out.

Since entering Silverstone Waterfall three years ago, Chen Chuan has never come out, Chen Xingze went to Silverstone Waterfall a year ago but saw Chen Chuan, Baili Tan has not seen Chen Chuan for more than three years.

"Senior Tan, excuse me. Chen Chuan bent down and clenched his fists.

"Second Layer of Qi Refining! In just three years, I have cultivated to the second level of Qi Refining, and I am really talented. Baili Tan exclaimed in surprise at the first glance when he saw Chen Chuan.

That's right, in the past three years, Chen Chuan has successfully broken through the innate stage, in fact, he broke through the innate stage a year ago, and a few days ago he came to the second layer of the Qi refining period.

It was precisely because he had reached the second layer of qi refining and it was time to cultivate spiritual arts, so he left the Silver Stone Waterfall and came to Zhaobi Mountain, wanting to find a few spiritual arts from the Baili Family Library Pavilion.

"It's just luck, Tan Lao praised it. Chen Chuan humbly bent down again.

Baili Tan walked up to Chen Chuan with a smile and touched Chen Chuan's arm, and the smile on his face became even worse.

"How is Qing Yao?" asked Baili Tan.

"My sister's cultivation has also improved a lot, and now she should have reached the peak of the sixth layer of qi refining, and she may break through to the seventh layer realm at any time. Chen Chuan replied.

"Okay, you're coming to me for spiritual arts, right?" Baili Tan laughed.

"Exactly, it's troublesome to get old. Chen Chuan and Chen Xingze hugged their fists at the same time.

Baili Tan didn't say anything, pointed to the middle attic, and walked in with Chen Chuan.

The three of them walked into the attic, and Baili Tan pointed to the second floor.

Chen Xingze sat on a chair on the first floor, and Baili Tan took Chen Chuan to the second floor.

"When you first start cultivating spiritual arts, remember not to be greedy, as long as you can integrate the first spiritual technique and cultivate the mysteries in it, you will be much faster in cultivating other spiritual arts in the future. As he walked, Baili Tan told Chen Chuan about his experience in cultivating spiritual arts.

Coming to the staircase on the second floor, Baili Tan motioned for Chen Chuan to stop, and then he injected the spiritual energy in his body into one of the stairs, and in the blink of an eye, a small spiritual array came out, which was a formation composed of three array disks.

This should be the formation that Baili Tan used to protect the Scripture Pavilion.

Baili Tan took out a piece of the array disk, untied the spirit array, and motioned for Chen Chuan to enter the Scripture Pavilion on the second floor.

Chen Chuan bowed his hand to Baili Tan again, pushed open the door of the Scripture Pavilion on the second floor and walked in.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is filled with the smell of bamboo scrolls, and there are six rows of wooden shelves in the house where the scrolls are placed, each row corresponds to a kind of five elements (gold, wood, water, fire, and earth) attributes, and the sixth row is placed on other spiritual root attributes and spiritual arts, spirit runes and other classics.

Without hesitation, Chen Chuan walked to the sixth row of wooden shelves and looked at the spiritual scrolls that were placed without attribute restrictions.