The three people who learn internal skills in the secret room have their own ways, and everyone is very busy, and sometimes they don't even have time to eat.

I didn't care about the words in the cheats on the wall, and at the end of the first day, Song Han wrote down all the villain meridian diagrams.

One morning the next day, he sat down and closed his eyes to recall the meridian maps of more than 100 villains again and again, and opened his eyes to see the forgotten parts, and finally memorized them completely by noon.

A few bites of a simple chicken nugget rice bowl sent over, Song Han cleaned up his mood and hurriedly read the words on the wall, and memorized the first part as soon as he came in, skipping it; All the words are memorized by rote.

In the afternoon, Song Han only memorized six articles, and there were eighteen articles behind, fortunately, there was still a day tomorrow, Song Han was not in a hurry, and before going to bed at night, he memorized the tongue-twisting mantra once in the review, and felt that he had memorized it all, and he had time to memorize one more song.

On the morning of the third day, the three of them got up earlier than the other, and after Song Han got up, he first silently recited yesterday's seven ancient texts, feeling that there was really no problem, and then began to continue to recite downward. It is said that the plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning, so you can't live up to getting up at 5 o'clock in the morning.

At the end of the morning, Song Han basically memorized the remaining seventeen ancient texts, but he also stumbled and looked forward to it, there was always something to forget, and there was no time to eat at lunch. I've memorized it from beginning to end.

I can't remember that I'm still here, but I can open my eyes and see that if I go out, I won't see anything. If you really miss a few words, you will lose a lot.

By about four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Wan let out a long howl that startled the two people who were reciting. I saw him stand up and say with a proud face: "Hehe, I see;

The two of them looked at him like a neuropath, Song Wan didn't feel anything, after seeing the internal strength practice, he had thoroughly integrated and gave birth to internal qi, how mysterious the Song family's internal strength turned out to be nothing more than that, he already had a foundation before he came in, and two seals and three days were worth a few years of time for others.

By this time, Song Wan had already taken the first step, and he had already looked down on the two of them, and now he looked down on them even more. Especially Song Han, I really don't know why he was lost in the hands of this kid in a daze, so he pouted and walked out without saying a word.

Song Han and Song Yu glanced at each other, looking down on Song Wan very much in their hearts, and they looked arrogant, and they didn't speak, and they hurried to carry the parts they were not skilled in.

Soon it was six o'clock, and the third old man appeared at the door ghostly, and said with a dark face: "Come out"

Song Han looked at the ancient texts on the three walls again, and walked out a little reluctantly, Song Yu was still tirelessly carrying the words on the wall.

The third old man urged again, and Song Yu reluctantly looked at the three walls, and then slowly walked out.

With Song Han and Song Yu, the two walked to the door to say hello to the drunk old man, and Song Han respectfully shouted that the old ancestor was good. Song Yu was still carrying the words on the wall, and bowed and said hello when he saw the old man.

Looking at the appearance of the two little guys, the old ancestor nodded drunkenly, and after the three of them went out, the old man took the two children to a small courtyard, pointed to the east and west rooms and said that Song Han and the two of them were in one room, and this would be their nearest place of residence. A main room was to be reserved for their teacher.

"What about Brother Song Wan?" asked Song Yu with the ancient text on his back.

The third old man said expressionlessly: "He has already practiced internal strength, according to the rules, he has already applied out, so you two also have to work hard, if you can't practice internal strength for three months, you will completely leave here to work under the mountain."

The two of them listened to the words of the third grandfather and knew that this should also be a family rule, so they didn't dare to speak, and they smiled and promised to complete the task.

After the three old men finished speaking, they turned around and left, and Song Han and the two went to each side room to occupy a room and clean it;

The two waited for the nominal teacher in the main room, and waited until midnight, and when they didn't come back, they couldn't stay up and had to rest separately.

After waking up the next day, there was still no one in the main room, and the two did not dare to delay the handwriting on the wall yesterday had not yet been remembered. Anyway, the teacher hasn't shown up yet, and the two of them happily hurry up and continue to memorize the words on the wall of the secret room.

Two days have passed since no one took care of it, and Song Han also remembered all the things in the secret room, of course, he basically didn't understand what it meant, and he waited for the third grandfather to return his mobile phone Baidu search.

It wasn't until the third day that he remembered that the drunken ancestor had said that he could go to the library in three months, and Song Han asked Song Yu, and he said that he wouldn't go if he didn't understand the basic exercises in the secret room.

Song Han walked towards the secret room by himself, and when he arrived at the door, he knocked on the door gently like the third grandfather. In the same situation as that day, there was still no talk in the house, and Song Han whispered: "Ancestor Song Han wants to go to the library to read"

The door creaked open again, and the drunk old man yawned and looked at Song Han and said, "Have you memorized all the basic exercises?"

"I have remembered everything I have said back to my ancestors," Song Han hurriedly said respectfully.

The old man said impatiently: "Go in by yourself, go directly to the second floor"

Song Han couldn't figure out the old man's temper, so he smiled awkwardly, bowed and ran upstairs.

When he arrived on the second floor, Song Han was a little confused when he looked at the rows of bookshelves, this was not because he was afraid of tens of thousands of books.

After walking around, I picked up a copy at random, and I saw a book full of ancient Chinese characters, traditional characters, read from right to left.

"What the hell is this, don't say three months of such a book, it's for thirty years, and I can't finish the books in this room," Song Han tangledly flipped through the books in his hand, and sneered in his heart.

Put down the book in your hand and pick up one again, it is still the same, and even the words have become more difficult to recognize tadpole text, and it is still the same if you don't give up and turn out more than a dozen books in a row.

At this time, Song Han was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, a modern person, you have to get it to read ancient texts, what is your intention. None of these old ancestors have been translated? This ancestor is too unresponsible for future generations, too untimely with the times.

Song Han wandered around while aggrieved, hoping to find a peerless cheat or something, but after a morning, he didn't gain anything except the ancient texts that he couldn't understand or the ancient texts that he couldn't understand. At noon, he went downstairs dejectedly.

When he went downstairs, he saw the drunk old man lying on the bamboo chair in a daze, and Song Han walked over cautiously and shouted softly, "Old Ancestor", seeing that he didn't react. He bowed and went back.

After Song Han went back, he thought that this day was such a waste of the past, and there was no gain, so in the evening, he once again memorized the basic exercises of the secret room from beginning to end. Until I fell asleep in a daze.

For three days in a row, no one came to this small courtyard, as if the two had been forgotten. At this time, Song Han was already very sure that he had memorized all the ancient texts and exercises in the secret room.