A strong wind blew, and the cloud board "buzzed" to the ground. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Chen Yue's ears were numb, and he saw the shrubs in the door tumbling for a while, and the vines that were entangled before actually shrank back, revealing a three-foot-wide path.

"It turns out that there are such mysteries in the secret garden, and it is also a good way to prevent thieves. Chen Yue suddenly walked into the garden quickly.

Walking out of the dense forest, an old three-story building comes into view. The sun is just right in front of the building, and the lawn is full of classics. Suddenly, a weak cough sounded, and out of the door came a hunchbacked old man with a pale beard. He held seven or eight books in his hand, and dusted the covers in the other. Bursts of dust rose and choked him to cough.

"Is this a book?" Chen Yue hugged his fists and said: "Ancestor, junior Chen Yue came to select exercises, please advise." ”

The old man didn't raise his head, and said to himself: "Oh, you came just in time, help me move the book out first, you are picking slowly, and the old man will help you with the staff by the way." As he spoke, he dusted off the books and spread them out, and kept muttering: "If you want to say that these books were really good things back then, but unfortunately the years have changed, and there are some things that have been forgotten......

Chen Yue could see that no one had borrowed these classics for a long time, and he felt strange in his heart. However, seeing that the old man was struggling, he didn't mind helping him, so he hugged his fists and said: "The old ancestor rests first, and the younger generation comes to move, do you all move out?" He went into the attic.

Four or five zhang in the house, enter the door is four rows of bookshelves, the front few have been emptied, only to see that there are four ancient characters engraved on it, history, son, and set. The Department of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism is the sect, and the sub-department contains hundreds of classics, the Department of History not only has the official history of each dynasty, but also has a lot of private history, and the collection department has collected a large number of poems and articles and astronomy and geography.

There are no less than 1,000 books on the first floor, which shows the heritage of the Chen family. Don't look at one book is not heavy, twenty or thirty books stacked on top of each other still have some weight. Chen Yue moved the books, and the old man posted the books, but they cooperated tacitly.

In just half an hour, all the books were spread out on the grass outside the building. The old man pounded his waist and smiled: "You little baby is not bad, come with me." ”

Chen Yue walked up to the second floor with him, only to see that the room was bright, and the four walls were full of bookcases, but he didn't know where the light source was. There are several futons in front of each bookcase, and nothing else. Chen Yue looked closely, and saw that the words internal strength, physical skills, fists and feet, and weapons were written on the bookshelf. The classics on each shelf range from several volumes to dozens of volumes, which are exactly the exercises collected by the Chen family.

Chen Yue was overjoyed, but he didn't dare to rush forward. According to the rules, he can choose an internal skill and an external skill. Only after practicing until the fire is passed by the patriarch can you learn the next one, so as not to be greedy and chew too much.

His mind moved, and he hugged his fist to the old man and said: "Old ancestor, the younger generation is fourteen years old this year, and his qualifications are not good. I don't know what kind of exercises to practice, but I also ask my ancestors for advice. ”

When the old man heard this, he looked at Chen Yue, and two rays of light suddenly burst out in the dim old man's eyes.

Chen Yue only felt a chill directly invade his henchman, and the wisp of "Mixed Yuan True Qi" in his body was like ice melting under his gaze, and he couldn't help but be excited.

His eyes flashed away, and the old man said with his hands in a deep voice: "I have self-knowledge, and my heart is rare...... You haven't stimulated your bloodline, except for your own clan's 'Dragon Breath Gong' and 'Lion's Roar', you can't cultivate, and the rest of the exercises can be passed on to you, but I don't know what your plans are. ”

As soon as Chen Yue heard that there was a play, he said with a straight face: "Ancestor, the younger generation wants to enter the 'Qingtian Courtyard'. However, there was a duel half a month later in the younger generation, and nine deaths were all over the place. ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Chen Yue again, and snorted: "At a young age, his ability is not great, and his temperament is not small!"

In front of the masters, Chen Yue no longer concealed it: "It's not that the younger generation fights fiercely, it's just that he not only seduces my fiancée, but also insults me to my face." Here's the thing......" said the cause and effect at the moment, and said: "The younger generation is alone, if he doesn't fight for himself, how different is it from the walking dead." Even if it is death, there is no concern. ”

The old man trembled when he heard this, and snorted coldly: "The women of the Shangguan family are shameless, there are so many good women in the world, you don't have to take it to heart! The Nangong family is just out of a 'bone change realm', it is so deceitful, it is really my Chen family is weak!" An invisible whirlwind rolled up, blowing the surrounding books "whoosh" and turned over.

"What kind of cultivation is this, it is so terrifying...... Chen Yue was shocked for a while, and when he heard this, he said happily: "Old Ancestor, do you have a way to help me defeat Nangong Ming?"

"Uh......" The old man was stunned for a moment, put away his anger, and coughed dryly: "That kid from the Nangong family has 'gathered qi', and has stimulated the five-grade 'Hurricane Flying Tiger Bloodline', it's really a little unfair to let you go up like this, huh...... Listen to what you said, that kid is just a gentleman, he can't enter the door in weapons, and he can't cultivate in his fists and feet, and in the end, he still relies on the power of blood. "The power of the Hurricane Flying Tiger is in the body, and the second is in the minions, and there is no way to break him......"

When Chen Yue heard that there was a play, he hugged his fists and said, "Please also ask the ancestor to teach me." ”

The old man smiled: "There is naturally a way." Since you are refining your body, you might as well practice a 'Golden Bell Jar'. I'll teach you some more ways to breathe in and refine qi, and then you can find a way to get some good medicinal herbs to take a bath. As long as you can gather energy, you can teach the Nangong family a lesson. ”

Chen Yue was overjoyed and bowed: "Thank you, ancestor." ”......

An hour later, Chen Yue walked out of the "secret garden", his eyes flashing. After returning to Wangyueju and closing the doors and windows, he walked to a wall and squatted down with his toes against the corner of the wall, and tried to stand up.

With the center of gravity at the back, ordinary people will never be able to stand up. He operated his true qi according to the method of exhalation received by the old man, and suddenly felt that his qi and blood were boiling, his whole body was bruised, and his muscles couldn't help twitching.

He choked and his head was about to explode. Fortunately, he had exercised his telekinesis before, which made him restrained. With more force, the body slowly stood up, and sure enough, it did not fall backwards.

By the time he stood up straight, he was so tired that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he was sweating profusely. Just for this moment, I feel more tired than the usual horse steps of squatting for an hour, which is worthy of internal strength.

Chen Yue did not rest, and squatted down again to work hard. Nine times in a row, he exhaled a long breath, and was about to rest for a while, when he suddenly heard a frolic outside the courtyard, and a group of children sang in unison: "Gold armor, silver armor, not as good as Chen Yue's green armor." Married a phoenix and turned into a chicken, and met a weasel like a tiger. As soon as the legs are closed, the head is shrunk, and only the back is used as a nest. Thousands of years old, tens of thousands of years old, not snails, not crabs......" At the same time, the gate was smashed by stones and crackled.

"A group of little bastards, they still make up songs to scold me!" Chen Yue frowned, and suddenly became angry in his heart, and the evil was born to the side of the guts, and he rushed out of the door with an arrow, opened the courtyard door, and suddenly a basin of water fell from the door.

Chen Yue retreated in shock, as if he had leaned on a gust of wind, and when he withdrew six feet in the blink of an eye, he saw a basin of yellow water falling to the ground with a clatter, and the commotion was immediately pervasive.

"Vomit-" A group of children laughed and scattered on their short legs.

But there was a child in red who jumped to his feet and said angrily: "Come back, continue to sing to the master!" It was the "eighth master" Chen Lie.

Chen Yue's eyes froze, and he rushed forward with an arrow and grabbed him. Chen Lie was shocked and said angrily: "Bold, uneducated thing, you dare to beat the master?" The other hand clenched his fist and beckoned to Chen Yue.

Chen Yue was so angry that he wanted to strangle him, and suddenly heard a sound of screaming in the dense forest a few feet away, and it seemed that someone was still watching.

As soon as he thought "something is wrong", he calmed down. As soon as he realized his anger today, this master came to anger him. If he is seen beating the "Eighth Uncle", a hat that is disobedient and unfilial is considered to be worn solidly, and kneeling in the ancestral hall is considered light......

I have to say that after half a month of exercise, he suppressed his anger when he turned his mind. Although he knew that someone was manipulating them, he Chen Yue was not easy to bully. With a flash of murder in his heart, he grabbed Chen Lie and said with a smile: "Isn't this the eighth uncle? They don't play with you, or do we play with our uncle and nephew?"

Chen Lie saw that the other party was not angry, but laughed with him, he couldn't help but feel a little worried, and said angrily: "You let go of the master, otherwise the master will not be polite to you......"

"Oh, I don't know how you want to be polite!" Chen Yue smiled and put him in the courtyard.

Chen Lie turned around and ran out, Chen Yue kicked twice with his foot, and two stones flew out of the wind, and the bamboo door was closed with two "pops".

Chen Lie slammed into the door, turned around and said in shock, "You...... You...... I'm your eighth uncle, what do you want to do......"

Chen Yue's eyes were cold, and Sen Ran smiled: "The old man is in retreat...... Eighth Uncle ...... Hehe......"

How familiar these words were, Chen Lie met his gaze, only to feel a scoop of cold water poured on his body, and he couldn't help but be excited, his legs were weak for a while, and tears were about to flow out when he leaned against the door.

Chen Yue went back to the house and took out two glass beads, threw them to Chen Lie and said with a smile: "Play a handful, whoever loses will take off a piece of clothing." ”

Chen Lie perked up, grabbed the glass beads, and glared, "What if I win?"

Chen Yue Senran smiled and said, "You can go!" said as he used bamboo to mark a range in the courtyard.

Chen Lie gritted his teeth, walked to the steps beside Chen Yue, and threw out the glass beads. The glass bead fell to the ground and rolled for a while, reaching the corner of the field. His little face was raised, showing a little smugness, obviously thinking that he was a master.

Chen Yue smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he also threw out the glass beads, not far from Chen Lie's glass beads.

Chen Lie's eyes lit up, and he rushed up to pick up his glass beads and hit them at Chen Yue's glass beads. As long as he hits, he wins. It's a pity that the distance is still farther, and the accuracy is still a little worse.

Chen Yue smiled slightly......

After seven sets, Chen Lie unwillingly took off the last sock, shivering from the cold, blushing and gritting his teeth: "I've already lost, you can go!"

Chen Yue nodded and said with a smile: "You can go, but if you go back like this, you will be seen by the servants all over the courtyard, and your eighth uncle will have no face!

Chen Lie perked up, put on another pair of socks, and asked curiously, "What if I lose again?"

Chen Yue smiled: "Just let me draw a stroke on you." ”

Chen Lie thought about it, suddenly laughed evilly, glared at Chen Yue and said disdainfully: "Playing too small, you can't show your master's ability, do you dare to increase the size!"

Chen Yue praised: "Eighth Uncle is so courageous, how do you want to add it?"

Chen Lie said proudly: "We will win or lose in one game, if you lose, I will let you draw seven strokes, and if you win, you need to return the clothes to me once, do you dare to follow!"

"The eighth uncle is really wise, and the little nephew followed. Chen Yue smiled and stretched out his hand to ask......

In this game, if it weren't for a pebble on the ground, Chen Lie would have won. Chen Yue took out his pen and ink and drew a large circle behind Chen Lie, with a vertical line and five horizontal lines in the circle.

I have to say that although Chen Lie is stubborn, his gambling is excellent. After Chen Yue finished painting, he gritted his teeth and said, "Come again, if I win, I need to return the clothes to me once." ”

Chen Yue nodded......

Chen Lie almost won this game, and Chen Yue drew seven strokes in front of him, and the two ellipses were connected on his ribs. Chen Lie's face was so angry that his little face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't paint on your face, come again!"

Chen Yue shook his head and said, "I'm too lazy to paint, if you lose again, you will shout seven times 'Chen Lie is not Wang Ba', how about it?"

Chen Lie thought about it and felt that it was nothing, anyway, he was not Wang Ba, so he asked, "Is it okay to have one less word." ”

Chen Yue was puzzled: "Chen Lie is the eighth king?"

Chen Lie said angrily: "I'm not Wang Ba!"

Chen Yue nodded and smiled: "Eighth Uncle is really self-aware, just these five words!"