"This ......" Bai Zhao had nothing to say, and when it came to eloquence, he knew that he was not his son's opponent, but his son seemed to have a point.

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...... After Bai Xiaojian left, Bai Zhao suddenly patted his forehead with a wry smile and said, "Isn't it just a matter of practicing, isn't it too doting to make such a mess of things?"

returned to his own independent courtyard, and worshiped Xiaojian into his study.

Although he was only six years old, Bai Xiaojian had already finished reading all the books he was interested in in Zhennan Wangfu, ranging from anecdotes in the mountains and wilderness to the art of war.

All the books that Bai Xiaojian has read are placed in his own study, and if you count them, there are thousands of them.

If you are an ordinary person, if you want to read more than a thousand books in a year or two, and remember the above things, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky, but for Bai Xiaojian, it is just a very ordinary thing.

In addition to his amazing strength, Bai Xiaojian also has the ability to never forget.

It is no wonder that Bai Xiaojian is only six years old, and his intelligence is even more powerful than that of a sixty or seventy-year-old man, as long as he is a normal person and has so many goods in his stomach, it is strange if he is not smart.

In the history of the Great Yuan Kingdom, a child as smart as Bai Xiaojian is not unique.

Entering the study, Bai Xiaojian took a hand-copied book from the shelf.

When he sat down and opened it, he could see that the handwriting on it was all written in worship of Xiaojian.

The words all look hard and powerful, full of masculinity.

If these words are reached, it is never believed that they are reading the book of a six-year-old child, because a six-year-old child lacks wrist strength, and even if the strokes are written correctly, it will look light.

For Bai Xiaojian, the most indispensable thing is strength, and when you write, you can not only write well, but also refine your own use of strength.

Bai Xiaojian has actually been refining since he was sensible.

The contents of this hand-copied book in Xiaojian's hand are all about Hong Yangtian's life records.

Worship Xiaojian in his heart, Hao is not modest to put his talent and Hong Yangtian alongside, he believes that since he can break through the shackles imposed on his body, he can worship Xiaojian as well.

Hong Yangtian can create his own cultivation method that suits him, why can't he worship Xiaojian?

It may be because the exercises created by Hong Yangtian are only suitable for his own physique cultivation, so until he disappeared at the age of forty, he did not leave a single word about his exercises.

But Bai Xiaojian believes that as long as a person has survived in this world, there will always be something left.

The information collected by Bai Xiaojian about Hong Yangtian is not to find Hong Yangtian's cultivation exercises, he knows that it is almost impossible, what he is looking for is that since Hong Yangtian can create his own exercises, one is talent, and the other is the environment.

After reading the record in his hand again, Bai Xiaojian pondered for a long time, and didn't think of anything, and finally just shook his head and said: "It seems that the record is incomplete, and I can only rely on Liu Yan, hehe!"

Bai Xiaojian thought of his father's anger just now, and laughed unconsciously, his heart was full of warmth.

Geniuses are always lonely, they do things differently from ordinary people, if they are not born in a good family, their talents will either be buried, or they will go to an extreme.

It's always a sad thing that these two things happen to a genius.

Looking at the light coming in from the window, it was still early, Bai Xiaojian rubbed his temples, stood up and moved, and then walked out of the study and into the small courtyard.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Xiaojian relaxed his body slightly.

"Whew~"

Bai Xiaojian's body moved, and he suddenly half-squatted and punched straight out...... This set of boxing methods practiced by worshiping Xiaojian is a set of boxing methods among the people of Dayuan, called Kaishan Boxing, which can be practiced often to relax the muscles and bones and enhance the physique.

Kaishan boxing belongs to fitness boxing and has no lethal power.

But when he used it on Bai Xiaojian, it was whirring and windy, and his strength was powerful.

There is nothing strange about this, worshipping Xiaojian's innate divine power to have such momentum.

If it's an ordinary child, it looks quite frivolous.

After practicing a set of Kaishan boxing, Bai Xiaojian took a few deep breaths, carefully felt his body, due to the strenuous activity, his breathing was a little short, the blood flow accelerated a lot, and his body was full of vitality.

Just then, a sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

As soon as Bai Xiaojian heard it, he knew who was coming.

Really!

"Big brother!"

A childish childish voice came into the ears of Bai Xiaojian.

Immediately after, a chubby, tiger-headed little guy ran into the courtyard.

Behind the little guy, followed by more than a dozen palace maids.

"It's a little dragon!"

Bai Xiaojian turned around, smiled and looked at the little boy who was three or four years old.

This little boy is Bai Xiaojian's younger brother, named Bai Long, two years younger than Bai Xiaojian, and just turned four a few days ago.

In addition to Bai Long, Bai Xiaojian also has a two-year-old sister named Bai Yu.

Since she had Bai Xiaojian, Shu Qian gave birth to a child every other year, and she was very happy.

Bai Xiaojian knows that the second brother is a very playful guy and is also very smart, but the degree of intelligence cannot be compared with Bai Xiaojian.

Every time Bailong comes to worship Xiaojian, it is for fun, and there are many strange and very interesting things in this small courtyard of worship Xiaojian, and of course there are a lot of delicious food.

"Big brother, can you play with me? Today's new master is so strict, I learned to memorize the surnames of hundreds of families, so I was allowed to come out to play. ”

Bailong's two big watery eyes fluttered and fluttered at each other, and the little sword blinked.

"Well, that's good! I will memorize the surnames of hundreds of families, so you and the eldest brother will memorize them, as long as everything is correct, the eldest brother will give you a very good drink today." ”

"Really? That's great, um, but in addition to having something good, I'm going to play with Big Bird. ”

"You are screaming, you know? The big bird is already very afraid of you, look at the sky, and the little thing will not come down from the moment you come in and fly on it. ”

Bai Xiaojian pointed to the sky and said.

The big bird that Bai Xiaojian said was an iron eagle from the Yi people, and there were only two in the whole palace, one was an adult, and one was still in the hands of Bai Zhao, and the one was still in the sky.

The iron eagle is a very psychic bird, the king of birds, and it is regarded as a sacred bird on the Yiren side.

The last time Bai Long came to worship Xiaojian's courtyard, he accidentally found the iron eagle worshipping Xiaojian, and shouted to play with it.

There was no way to worship Xiaojian, so he had to ask Tie Ying to play with Bailong, and a few days afterwards, Tie Ying looked at Xiaojian's eyes, and he was always a little sad, it seemed that it was played miserably by Bailong.

(To be continued.)

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