"Really?" Tang Aotian became suspicious again.

"How did you complete your schoolwork?" Tang Aotian looked at the book in Tang Yuan's hand and asked again.

"I have completed seventy-seven eighty-eight, and I can basically recite it. Tang Yuan replied confidently.

Although Tang Yuan memorized the whole article on the surface, because of the one-sided pursuit of speed, there were still a few articles that he was not very familiar with, and he was so confident that it would be a little embarrassing if he couldn't memorize it later.

Tang Aotian slapped his big hand, and his eyes flashed.

"If you dare to deceive your father, your father will punish you for copying eighty ancient texts one hundred times each under your father's nose. Tang Aotian said sharply.

After Tang Yuan looked at Tang Aotian's instantaneous serious expression, his face still did not change.

"How dare Yuan'er deceive you, you will know it when you spot check. Tang Yuan directly took the initiative to ask, and after speaking, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Tang Aotian looked at Tang Yuan, who had a confident face, and was a little surprised in his heart.

Tang Aotian snatched the "Eighty Ancient Texts" in Tang Yuan's hand and put it aside.

"Okay, since you asked for it, let's get started. Tang Aotian said.

Tang Aotian did not turn the book, and directly indicated which article Tang Yuan wanted to recite, revealing the temperament of the literati between his words.

Tang Yuan drew the gourd in the same way and recited it loudly, except for a few pauses, the others were very smooth.

The surprise in Tang Aotian's heart was revealed on his face.

Tang Yuan, who didn't like ancient texts, actually memorized most of the ancient texts in the "Eighty Ancient Texts", which made him dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

Tang Yuan looked at Tang Aotian's expression and smiled.

"Dad, haven't you read a lot of books? There is a saying that says that if you don't do it for three days, you will be more impressed, and Dad, how late can you see things!" Tang Yuan said with a smile.

Tang Yuan's words made Tang Aotian laugh.

"Very good, while your martial arts are progressing, you have not wasted your schoolwork, you have done this very well, guard against arrogance and arrogance, and continue to work hard. Tang Aotian's expression changed from serious to kind, and he gave Tang Yuan a thumbs up.

Tang Yuan had long been accustomed to Tang Aotian's moody personality, always pampering and forgetting about insults, and passing by with a smile.

"Dad, I will. Tang Yuan replied.

Tang Aotian nodded, walked to the bookshelf, swept his eyes, casually pulled out a very thick book, blew the ash on it, revealing the "six hundred poems" on the cover, and then put it on Tang Yuan's desk.

"Ancient texts are very important, the ancestors of ancient texts are poems, and they are also very important, and then you will read poems, and your father will still check your homework from time to time. Tang Aotian pointed to the thick book and said.

Tang Yuan's eyes were about to pop out, such a thick book, he tried to pick it up, and he felt that it was all knowledge.

"Yes, I will memorize and grasp the truth as soon as possible. Tang Yuan said with a sad face.

"It's done, Dad has left beforehand, you don't have to send it. After Tang Aotian finished speaking, he walked out of the door, and with a light effort, he resisted the wind out of thin air, his body was as light as a swallow, and he disappeared after a while.

Tang Yuan saw that Tang Aotian was gone, sighed, and had a feeling of immortality, but he couldn't laugh, looking at the thick book of "Six Hundred Poems" in a daze, and the study fell into a dead silence.

After a while, Tang Yuancai walked out of the study, washed his hands, and then changed into a gray suit, with an extraordinary aura and a jade tree in the wind.

"It's time to learn a new martial art. Tang Yuan muttered to himself.

He was going to go to the Tang family's martial arts pavilion to choose a martial art and learn it.

In order to avoid the trouble of being recognized by the clansmen as much as possible, he coiled up his long hair and put on a hat, looking quite a bit of a hero.

Instead of performing light skills, he chose to walk, because performing light skills was too eye-catching, which was not what he wanted.

Tang Yuan shape single shadow only, appear in the martial arts pavilion, there is a stone tablet in front of the martial arts pavilion, there is a high standard of six dragons returning to the sun on the top, there is a rushing wave and reverse folding of the back of the river, the middle is engraved with the "Tang family martial arts pavilion" of the grass font.

Some of the people of the Tang family who came out of the martial arts pavilion were smiling, and some were sad because they couldn't find suitable martial arts.

The wind was blowing under his feet, and he walked through the bustling crowd towards the Martial Arts Pavilion.

An old man in a silver robe sat leisurely in a rocking chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking into the distance.

Suddenly, a gray-clothed young man walked into his eyes, his eyes still lazy.

"Fourth Elder, I'll copy the martial arts. Tang Yuan took off his hat and revealed his true face.

After hearing this, the silver-clothed old man suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze went back and forth on Tang Yuan.

"It turned out to be Tang Yuan, what kind of cultivation is now?" asked the silver-clothed old man.

"Now that I have three strengths, I want to learn new martial arts. Tang Yuan replied respectfully.

"Let's go in, Room B. The silver-clothed old man nodded appreciatively and said lightly.

In the Tang Family's Martial Arts Pavilion, there are four levels of martial arts, namely the A, B, C and D Tibetan rooms.

The Tibetan Room A provides martial arts for the warriors who have not opened the pulse, and the Tibetan Room B, C, and D provide martial arts for the martial artists whose strength is 10% to 15% after the pulse is opened.

Strength 1 to 50 to go to B, strength 6 to 10 to go to C, strength 10 to 15 to go to D.

Tang Yuan has just opened his pulse, and his strength is three, so he should go to the No. B Tibetan room.

"Thank you, Fourth Elder, for helping me keep it first. Tang Yuan handed the hat to the silver-clothed old man and walked inside.

The silver-clothed old man looked at Tang Yuan's tall back and played with his hat.

"It's so quick to become a three-person strength, it's really talented, with him, why can't the Tang family revitalize, the children can be taught, and the children can be taught. The silver-clothed old man said in his heart.

Tang Yuan walked into the inner hall, looked at the signs, and looked for the No. B Tibetan room, his delicate little face really attracted the attention of many women.

He raised his head and looked around, the female warriors were all shy, and the clouds were timid.

Tang Yuan's expression darkened, and he regretted in his heart that he didn't come in with a hat, so he lowered his head and walked in quickly.

Along the way, he responded to countless greetings one by one, and then came to the No. B Tibetan room with great difficulty.

There are not many people who come to transcribe martial arts in the No. B Tibetan room, it is not crowded, it is not very big, the environment is quiet, clean and bright, and there is a transcription room.

There are nine cabinets in the entire No. B collection room, and each cabinet displays more than ten kinds of scrolls, and only one martial art is recorded in each scroll.

Tang Yuan put on the white gloves provided by the Martial Arts Pavilion and began to choose the martial arts that suited him.

The Martial Arts Pavilion explicitly stipulated that those who copied martial arts should wear gloves to avoid defacement of the scrolls, and most of the scrolls have been well preserved for hundreds of years.

Tang Yuan shuttled back and forth between the nine cabinets, looking for the martial arts he wanted, and the numerous scrolls began to dazzle Tang Yuan a little.

A unique scroll caught his eye.

This scroll is different in appearance from the other scrolls, which are almost always brown, but this one is brown with gray in the middle, giving it the feeling of standing out from the crowd.

Tang Yuan opened this scroll, and after seeing the three conspicuous golden fonts of "Easy Walk", he was full of interest and continued to look down.

"Easy step, easy to the extreme, feet floating dust, strange footwork, fast speed, can leave an afterimage. Tang Yuan read out the description of the martial arts softly.

"This is a good martial art, you can get out, and you can sneak attack, I want it. Tang Yuan said with surprise in his heart.

Tang Yuan held the scroll in his hand, and after registering with a middle-aged man in the transcription room, he began to write the martial arts transcription paper.

About an hour later, Tang Yuan copied the entire scroll word for word, and hurried home with joy.

"This time I found a treasure. Tang Yuan muttered to himself in the study.