After turning a few small paths, I entered a larger courtyard, and walked quickly into a small two-story building. This is the residence of the dialect's parents, and it is said to be a small building, but it is not small inside, with seven or eight rooms up and down.

Fang Yan's parents, aunts, and younger siblings all live upstairs, and below are the maids' mothers-in-law, all of whom live downstairs, and the upstairs only has a study and a practice room in addition to living people. Fang Tongke is a monk, in the Fang family high elder, this building is still built by the ancestors of the dialect, is built by the means of monks, after a hundred years is still as clean as new.

When Fang Yan came, his parents, aunts, and younger siblings were eating in the hall, and Fang Yan hurriedly stepped forward to say goodbye.

"Yan'er is here, sit down and eat. Lin waved at the dialect.

"Hey, Yan'er seems to have advanced, is it in the late congenital stage?" Fang Tong said suddenly.

"Yes father, the child is just getting advanced. ”

"Great, Yan'er, if you can advance to the rank of monk at the age of eighteen, it is possible to enter the great sect, and it is no worse than Feng'er's girl. Lin looked excited, stood up and spoke.

"Yes, it's been the mysterious beads that have been making trouble for the past few days, how did you forget about Feng'er. Thinking of this, Fang Yan was secretly excited, and hurriedly bowed his head and said to his mother: "The child must cultivate diligently and learn as soon as possible." ”

Fang Yan sat down beside his mother and happily picked up a piece of pastry and ate it.

The maids and daughters were happy and hurriedly congratulated Fang Yan. As soon as the Lin family was happy, he said to the mother-in-law Liu Ma who was standing behind him: "Tell me below, congratulate my son on advancing in the evening, and everyone in my house will be rewarded." The woman hastened to receive the order.

"Yan'er, you will go to Wenchang Pavilion later, first, to get the later exercises, and then the cultivation experience of many generations, and you can also find some travel accounts of your predecessors, which will help you in the future. "Although Fang Tong doesn't like to cultivate, he is also a monk who has been in the world for a long time.

What is rare is that this time the Lin family also followed him and said: "Yes, Yan'er, you can advance so quickly, maybe you are in the spiritual root, if you become a monk, you will also have to travel in the future." ”

After eating breakfast in a hurry, Fang Yanfei also ran to Wenchang Pavilion, he remembered that there are many classics in Wenchang Pavilion, maybe there is the introduction of the blue beads, and the strange feeling when he advanced, and he wants to have no record. The Wenchang Pavilion dialect has been here a few times, and it will arrive after a while.

Wenchang Pavilion is where the Fang family collects classic books and exercises, and it is the foundation of a family's foothold, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is heavily guarded. There are three floors in the pavilion, the first floor can be entered with the identity card of the Fang family, the second floor can only be entered by the Fang family's inner clan, and the third floor can only be entered by the monks and elders of the Fang family, and there are monks of the Fang family sitting here all the year round, it is not easy to make a mistake here.

The family guarding here knew this seventh young master of the Fang family, took him to the second floor with a few words of greeting, and left after a few words of congratulations. Since ancient times, it is easy to add icing on the cake, and it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow, this Ding is also a late martial artist, and he has just advanced to the late stage to float on the water and set up friendships.

There are five rooms on the second floor, separated by a small hall, and the five rooms have different collections of classics, including the practice experience and miscellaneous learning, and one room is dedicated to the precious classics collected in the workshop.

The dialect first went to the exercise room, where there was an elder in charge of the clan. This elder is a dialect uncle, and his father Fang Tong has some friendship, the last time Fang Yan and his father came to Wenchang Pavilion had met once, Yan Yan advanced to the late stage at a young age, so he wanted to encourage a few words, give him the later exercises, and tell him that he could choose another exercise to practice.

Fang Yan was about to ask this clan uncle, but when he saw that he finished speaking, he sat down on the futon, and no longer paid attention to the cultivation with his eyes closed.

Fang Yan had to slowly rummage through the rows of bookshelves in the room, but it was not easy to find a suitable one for these various exercises.

"Swordsmanship, didn't I just get a long sword magic weapon, although I'm not a monk, but that sword is very sharp, and I can use it when I can see the light in the future. Fang Yan decided to choose a swordsmanship, Xingyi Quan was really useless in fighting.

There are dozens of swordsmanship classics here, all of which were painstakingly created or collected by the ancestors of the Fang family, and were included in this pavilion after careful study and selection. Fang Yan patiently flipped through the books one by one, and it took more than an hour before he picked out a copy of the "Shadowless Sword Technique" and handed it to the clan uncle who was meditating with his eyes closed.

"Hey, "Shadowless Sword Technique", it's really fateful. ”

"What, Sixth Uncle, is there anything special about this sword technique?" Fang Yan was stunned when he heard this.

"Hehe, it's not just exquisite, do you know that the second uncle, that is, your grandfather, practiced this trick when he was young, and your grandfather and grandson are really fateful. ”

"So that's the case, so the little nephew chose it. ”

"Well, Xiao Qi, these two books will give you a month, and you will return them immediately after you take them back and copy them. The law must not be passed on to anyone other than you, otherwise the clan has its own rules, and you must remember it clearly. The clan uncle said with a solemn face.

"Yes, my nephew wrote it down. ”

"Wait, you may be able to meet the right exercises in a few other rooms, and those classics are generally unlimited. It's not easy for you to come once, but you only have one chance a year. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Six, I'll go now" Fang Yan thanked and slowly exited the room, and the clan uncle closed his eyes and ignored him.

Later, Fang Yan found a few books of cultivation experience and travel notes in several other rooms, and found another book that was said to be a book of the customs of the Nanyue Kingdom that flowed from a sect, and then Shi Shiran came to the place where the books collected from the market were stored. casually, most of them are some superficial exercises, and there are even character stories to hunt for curiosities. The dialect is herbary, and he is not interested, and he is ready to leave.

I picked up a book that had been thrown in the corner, but there was no cover, and it was still a fragment. The dialect was about to be put back when the book suddenly fell apart, perhaps with age, and the oil rope was old, so it broke.

"Hey, what is this?" I saw a very thin paper silk falling out of the scattered book, and there were dense fly-headed small characters on it. Fang Yan carefully picked it out, fearing that the wind would blow the paper silk away. But when he got it in his hand, he found that the silk was not so weak, but written on a paper he had never seen before.

Zhou who was careful in the dialect, fortunately, no one quickly folded it gently, quietly put it in his arms, calmed down, and felt that he did not show anything unusual, and then walked towards the steward of this room.

"This brother, I accidentally broke up a book. ”

"Oh, I" was a fragment of the book, and he showed an indifferent expression.

"It's okay, just let someone put it on another day, brother doesn't have to care. ”

"So thank you brother, little brother will leave. Fang Yan suppressed the excitement in his heart, pretended to be slightly grateful, and slowly went downstairs and left Wenchang Pavilion.

When I got home, it was almost lunch time, and after lunch, I rushed into the practice room again.

"Qingluan, why has the young master worked so hard recently, in the past, the young master liked to be in the study the most. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old maid asked Qingluan with a puzzled expression.

"You ask me, and I don't know. But I heard that the young master has advanced today, and Madame will hold a banquet to congratulate him in the evening, and she will also give a reward. ”

"Really, can we all go that night?"

"Yes, Madame said, everyone in our house can go. ”

"That's great, I'll go tell them a few and go together. The girl ran out of the house with joy.

Fang Yanzi carefully closed the doors and windows of the practice room, then took out the paper silk from his arms, took out a piece of fluorite from the cabinet, and read it carefully according to the paper silk. This reading only found that the content in it is much more difficult to understand than Xingyi Fist, if it weren't for the recent great progress of the dialect spirit, at all, this seems to be a body method, and there is a strange name, "Dark Night Wind".

Even so, the dialect is only half-understood, but if you don't dare to cultivate it, if you don't do it well, you will go mad, and then it will be a big trouble. After thinking about it, he still put this paper silk into the underground mystery box, and then carefully observed that there was nothing unusual around, and then opened the door and came to the study, this is no wonder Fang Yan is so careful, after all, he has been involved in the death of two monks, one of which is also involved in a sect, once the incident happens, don't speak in tongues, I am afraid that the Fang family will not dare to stand up for him.

took out a few books brought back from Wenchang Pavilion, and Fang Yan took out a pen and paper and began to transcribe. He only copied the parts he needed, not all the books, so a month was still enough.

In the evening, Fang Yan came to the congratulatory banquet set up by the Lin family for him, the family drank and talked happily, the maids and maids came to congratulate, and even the family members stationed in the outer house also came. A laugh swept away the boredom in the dialect's heart for half a month, and the mood was very happy, and the Lin family finally put his heart at ease.

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