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Outside the door of the Yang family's courtyard, there are still people kneeling there, like stone carvings, motionless.

However, compared to the beginning, it is a lot, a lot.

Many have already left, and the few who remain are still holding on.

Grit your teeth and persevere!

On the path of cultivation, great perseverance is required, and only great perseverance can enable a practitioner to go further.

The rest of the men had stiff backs, pale faces, and resolute eyes.

Avenue Jin Danfei is idle!

If they want to get the opportunity, this kneeling and begging for a famous teacher, in their opinion, is the first test.

Some people kneel and worship, and they can't afford to kneel for a long time, in order to get a famous teacher, I hope that the long kneeling will not come back.

Even if you kneel until you are old, even if you kneel until you have gray hair.

"Master, there are still people outside the door. "In this small courtyard of the Yang family, Yang Chen sits on the stone lotus, the ghost envoy Wei Tao on the left and right, and Feng Eighteen shows his true body to support the left and right.

Disciple Ma Wencai, Liang Shan Bojing set his head.

Old Man Ma, the housekeeper of the Yang family, stood in the middle and told Yang Chen about the outside world.

"These people, there are scholars, there are martial arts cultivators, there are ordinary people, they come here to apprentice, or to be guards, or to ask for a medicine... What should I do? "Old Man Ma is unusually respectful, bending over ninety degrees, his voice is gentle, and he is very calm.

Yang Chen sat on the stone lotus, his eyes were long, the sun and moon pupils lit up, and he looked through the wall and looked out of the small courtyard door.

Outside the door, there were thirty-six people kneeling on the ground, each of them, with perseverance on their faces, they thought that as long as they and others had great perseverance and kept kneeling, they would definitely be able to move Yang Chen.

"Let them kneel!"

"We'll talk about it in three days!"

Yang Chen closed his gaze and said softly.

"Shanbo, Wencai, the big exam is coming, you also have to study your homework well and strive to get a good score in the big exam. ”

Yang Chen made a decision, and Old Man Ma naturally complied and stepped aside.

But I was secretly proud in my heart.

"Looking at this situation, if people outside want to follow their master, they have to go through several tests. ”

"And I have followed my master when he has not risen, and it will inevitably bring endless glory to the Ma family. ”

Ma Lao's ancestor once said that if a person or family wants to rise as soon as possible, there are two ways, one is to follow closely before the predators rise, and send charcoal in the snow, and after the rise of the predators, they will definitely get rich returns.

The second way is that when the predator dies, if you successfully follow the predator, you will inevitably get a fortune earned by the predator, and you can also rise quickly.

Watching Yang Chenyao show his might, move Weicheng, and even surrender the mountain god of Yanshan, obtain the mountain god jade, and go one step further.

He also took the lead in the Qingqing Literary Conference, hunted the thousand-year-old demon Jiao, obtained the treasure, practiced the incarnation, the luck was rolling, and the flying dragon was in the sky. Old Man Ma couldn't help it, and smiled proudly in his heart.

Ma Wencai and Liang Shanbo listened to Yang Chen's words, stood up together, and bowed to Yang Chen, "Yes, Master!"

The two of them stepped back and devoted themselves to their homework.

Today, there are three classics to learn, and there are many book fragments to refer to.

The studies of the two are also climbing like sesame seeds, studying hard and improving every day.

And the two of them practice the method of nourishing the soul and practicing qi, the qi and blood are sufficient, the soul is strong, and the learning is even more effective with half the effort.

After reading many things a few times, you can memorize them by heart and understand them thoroughly.

As soon as you learn, you will understand, and the more you learn, the more interested you become, and many of the knowledge in the book, although you can't understand it, has already memorized it.

The three of them retreated, Yang Chen sat on the stone lotus, and released three flowers on the top of his head, a golden lotus bloomed, the divine light was pervasive, and the red glow flowed.

There is a statue of Yang Chen sitting on it, incarnated Yang Jiao outside his body!

Yang Jiao jumped down from the golden lotus, and saw a treasure mirror in his left palm, which was a wind and thunder gossip mirror, which contained a large array of wind and thunder, which could send divine wind and thunder.

The other hand held an iron whisk in his hand, and the dust was engraved with runes the size of a fly's head, and the Dao Yun flowed, and the strange light rolled.

It was the iron whisk that Yang Chen had refined, which had turned into its original form, and it was a Taoist whisk that had been used by Dao Gaozhen.

"I've seen the deity!" Yang Jiao was dressed as a Taoist, wearing a water cloud gossip robe, wearing a purple and gold crown on his head, a treasure mirror in his left hand, and a dust dusting in his right hand.

The whole body exudes a transcendent and dusty atmosphere, and it is rare in the world to have a true way.

"You and I are one, why be polite?" Yang Chen smiled faintly.

"There are people kneeling outside the courtyard, each with their own request, you go and add some calamity to them. ”

Yang Jiao nodded, "Dao Jin Danfei is not idle, and if they don't meet people, they will not pass it lightly, if they want to follow us, they must set a level for them, and they must test it well." ”

As he spoke, his body turned into a streamer and appeared in the sky above the Yang family's small courtyard.

Yang Jiao stepped on a piece of purple gas, stood in the clouds, and looked down.

There were six hundred and sixty-six people still holding on, kneeling there and not moving.

Yang Jiao shook his head, "Three points are destined, seven points depend on hard work, how can the Great Dao Jindan be forced?"

"If there is no providence blessing, even if you are given the golden pill method, there is no supreme fate, you can't keep it. ”

"When the time comes, a chance will become a catastrophe, and if you don't get it right, you will die. ”

The Qi Hope Technique was unleashed, and he looked towards the thirty-six people kneeling in front of the door.

And he saw thirty-six different kinds of luck coming out of their heads.

For some people, luck is a white light, and the white light shines brightly, and there is nothing surprising about it.

For some people, luck is a red light, like a flame in the sky, rolling and swinging.

There are also people whose luck is a blue light, blue and faint, released overhead.

There are other lucky people, but none of them have immortal paths, Shinto, or holy paths.

It's basically ordinary luck, but these luck luck seems to be affected by a mysterious power in the underworld, and there are signs of breaking through one's own luck at any time.

It is very difficult to break through one's own luck, unless you meet the help of nobles.

And he is the noble man of these people.

After collecting the Qi Technique, Yang Jiao stood in mid-air, and with a little ease, a burst of vitality rushed out.

A cold wind blew from the north, and the cold wind pierced through everyone's clothes.

"It's cold!"

"The spring breeze is steep, extremely biting!"

A few thinly dressed people tightened their clothes and trembled.

The cold wind came in through the cracks, and the wind, like a sharp little dagger, blew on the body, like cutting flesh and bones.

Soon, everyone's lips turned purple.

"What the hell, Lang Lang is sunny, cloudless, how could there be a sudden gust of bad wind!"

The hearts of the people were sorrowful.

This wind is a little colder and more cruel than the cold wind of winter.

"If this kind of wind blows all night, you have to die here. ":( to be continued. )