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Entering the Taoist temple gate, what you see is an open space. The ground is very flat. A row of wooden people are placed along the corners of the outer wall. The head, body and limbs are all painted with circular red dots. It should be training. For kendo.

Directly in front is a very large ancient Ying-style building with square spires, white walls and gray tiles, wooden framed paper doors, and cherry blossom trees painted on the paper doors with flower petals dancing. The floor is composed of side-by-side wooden strips, about one meter above the ground, moisture-proof and breathable.

Take off your shoes in the long corridor outside and walk into the dojo. The place is very open, covering hundreds of square meters. On the wall there are calligraphy written with brush, with words such as "Aiki", "Houde Zhewu", "Dewu Shuangxiu" and "Tian Crow Kendo". There are all kinds of strange things in the corner of the wall. Pine tree potted.

On the whole, the decoration is a bit old, mold spots can be seen in many places, and the wooden beams on the top are also somewhat deformed.

There were a small coffee table and cushions on the ground. Seeing Yuejin Island invited Chen Xing to sit down, and personally moved the cushions for Chen Xing, showing respect and enthusiasm.

Seeing Yuejin Island cautiously boiled water and tea, and seeing Yue Canglian taking Li Mei to the kitchen to help her adoptive mother respect lunch, Ye Qian stayed by Chen Xing and waited.

"The little girl is very grateful for your care."

Make the tea, see Yuejin Island with both hands, give the gift of the master and servant, respectfully. Chen Xing can see that Jian Yuejin Island loves her daughter very much. He is just a little baron from a remote area, and he doesn't need to be like this. Respect him is entirely to make him treat his daughter better.

"Are you always teaching?" Chen Xing asked without words.

"There are a few students." Mitsutsushima replied.

"I heard Cang Lian say that you have a thousand years of history in the Sky Crow Sword Art, how can there be so few students?" Chen Xing asked.

Seeing that Yuejin Island looked a little cramped, he smirked and said, "The dojo is too old and the publicity is not in place, so fewer people come to study, and they are all nearby residents."

He sighed and said, "Ashamed, the little girl joined the academy to help the family raise a fee to revitalize the dojo. As a father, I have done nothing in my life, and I have nothing to do. I am ashamed of my ancestors..."

Then, he talked about the success and failure of the sky crow's success and failure over the past thousand years.

In fact, the history of Sky Crow Kendo can be said to be a microcosm of the history of martial arts development in the red earth world.

In ancient times, science and technology were underdeveloped, and cold weapons were used to fight. Based on strength, martial arts can be carried forward. In modern times, technology has risen and thermal weapons have been developed. The power of firearms and artillery is far greater than manpower, let alone all kinds of missiles. As a result, martial arts declined and gradually declined.

After the cataclysm, the psychic energy was restored, the genetic lock of human beings was broken, the strength of the body was liberated, the physical body blocked bullets, fisted the mecha, and the knife-smashed helicopter was not a problem, and the martial arts was fully revived.

After the cataclysm, the Human Survival Committee banned the development and manufacture of a variety of large-scale destruction weapons. The development of thermal weapons has stagnated, coupled with the emergence of psychic armor, making the role of traditional firearms less and less. Become exclusive to the bottom soldiers.

Anyone above the guard level tends to fight close combat, and precision shooters like Chen Xing are rare. Of course, the small effect does not mean that it can be ignored. If the strong stand still, they will be beaten into a hornet's nest. After all, the psionic energy will be exhausted.

Unless it is a legendary powerhouse in the Whale-Swallowing Period and the Cosmic Union Period, they can absorb energy directly from the void, which is inexhaustible. A three-story tower like Chen Xing can't stand the consumption of energy at all.

Usually at the guard level, the body

The intensity has reached the limit of one's own talent, and can no longer develop forward. The bloodline of Chonghualang is Chen Xing's ceiling, and the limit of body strength will not exceed that of Chonghualang.

Going up one level depends on the realm of mastery of psychic energy. Communicate the earth veins, absorb energy from the earth core, expand the spiritual pool, steal the fire and steal the sky, and the realm is manifested. Then it breaks through the crystal shell of space, swallows the void, and finally merges into the void, and the universe is complete.

Only if the spiritual pool is large enough and the supply of psychic energy is sufficient, can the existence of Yuling be maintained. It cannot be maintained for a long time by simply absorbing the free psychic energy in the air and using medicine. However, low-level Yulings like the Wolf King are not expensive, but they don't have enough strength to communicate with the undercurrents of time and space. The result of forced communication is to be captured and swallowed by the evil existence in the dark.

Between thoughts, Jian Yuejin Island took out an old small wooden box. Open the drawer-like lid, there are some old yellowed photos inside.

"This is when Canglian was five years old." Jianyuejindao gave Chen Xing one by one to watch.

In the photo, Jianyue Canglian is wearing a Taoist robe, a wooden sword is attached to her waist, and a white band is tied to her forehead. She raises her eyebrows and looks very proud.

"This is when she was six years old..."

Carrying a small schoolbag and wearing a watermelon hat, his small face is serious and cute.

"When I was seven..."

Kneeling down and sitting in the dojo to do homework, like a little adult.

"Nine years old..."

At this time, Jianyue Canglian had already begun to show its glory, calm and indifferent, standing in a pavilion, and smelling of a little goddess.

It happened that at this moment, Jian Yue Canglian came in with the freshly made pastry, and saw the two of them looking at the photos of her when she was a child, and her complexion turned red, her waist twisted, and she went out.

"Cang Lian was sensible when she was a child, she studied hard, and she often helped with housework and took care of my incompetent father..." As she said, tears appeared in Yuejin Island's eyes, and she quickly turned her face away. Guests see.

"Don't worry, I will be nice to her." Chen Xing comforted.

None of the parents in the world is willing to let their children be slaves. Chen Xing knew that it was his words who saw Yuejindao waiting.

"Thank you, thank you, sir." Jian Yuejin Island wiped his eyes vigorously and thanked Chen Xingfu.

Chen Xing didn't help the other party, but accepted the gift unceremoniously. Because this is the only thing a downhearted father can do for his daughter.

"I plan to invest 30,000 gold coins to repair the Sky Crow Hall and expand my business." Chen Xing said.

Although the academy will give Jianyuejin Island a sum of money, because there is no bidding, and because Jianyue Canglian itself consumes a lot of evolution potions, it has slaughtered the academy. Catherine only calculates according to the minimum standard of 20,000 gold coins. . In other words, Mitsutsushima can only get around 7,000 gold coins after tax.

With the talents of Jianyue Canglian, it is not a problem to shoot five or six hundred thousand, or even millions. In front of a good woman, money is always unlimited.

"Thank you so much!" Jian Yuejin Island thanked him again.

"Please rest assured, my lord, I will definitely carry forward the sky crow kendo and cultivate talents for adults!" Jianyuetsu Island said with a slight excitement, "We sky crows have a sword flow, and have three secret meanings. The crow is decisive and has sufficient market competitiveness."

"Can I learn this?" Chen Xing asked suddenly. He has always preferred dark-light patterned knives, but he doesn't know any martial arts, and he is all wild.

Seeing Yuejin Island stunned, he said

Said, "The little girl has all the true teachings of Sky Crow Kendo. If an adult needs reference, let her practice it, but..." Jian Yuetsushima paused, "I watched the live broadcast that day, and the adult's kendo has become a school of its own. The heart and the sword are one, just make a slight adjustment.

Chen Xing thinks about it, too, martial arts things like ten years are like a day, not ten days and half a month can be practiced. Furthermore, the role of martial arts is only in the confrontation of the same power level. Regarding the level difference, whether you are a Tengu Liu or a Tengu Liu, you will all slap to death.

To put it bluntly, the lord level of other people won't fight you, just the Yuling. The role of martial arts is there, but compared with years of training, it is not cost-effective. With this idle time, it is better to study how to break through the barrier of the spirit pond, build the tower to completeness, and then perceive the ground vein, steal the spirit, steal the fire, and realize the realm.

Suddenly tiredness came and Chen Xing stretched out subconsciously.

"My lord, do you want to take a nap next to you?" Jian Yuejindao asked with concern.

"Yeah." Chen Xing nodded.

Mitsutsushima got up and opened the paper door on the side, revealing the corridor on the other side.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

The breeze blew, and the wind chimes hung under the eaves made a pleasant sound. There is a small bridge under the corridor and flowing water, and the bamboo leaves are fragrant. On the edge of the rockery, a small waterwheel made of bamboo tubes swayed gently. This is a typical Ying-style building, with a large open space in front of the house, a bamboo pond behind the house, and a rockery waterwheel.

Chen Xing lay in the corridor and took a nap. Ye Qian knelt down and sat beside her, using her thigh as a pillow.

Thoughts gradually sink into the sea of ​​knowledge. The sea is calm and the waves are still, the chain is still, the wolf spirit is trapped in it, and constantly roars at him.

Although he came out to help that day, when he returned to the realm, the wolf spirit was still rebellious and competed with him for control of the body.

"Brother, we live together as one, not the enemy."

"Ooo!" The wolf spirit roared at him, struggling frantically, and the chains broke.

"If you are willing to cooperate, when I return to Orchid Town, I will go to the Black Death Jungle to help your race, as well as your wife and children."

The wolf spirit was dumbfounded, with scarlet eyes staring into his eyes. Before long, he started to struggle again.

"Stubborn bones." Chen Xing cursed, no longer paying attention to the wolf spirit, and went to sleep.

The breeze came slowly, cool and comfortable, with elastic thighs resting on the back of his head, and gradually fell asleep.

Chen Xing slept for more than half an hour. When he woke up, his lunch was ready. There were sushi and sake on the small black sandalwood table. There were roe sushi, grilled eel cubes, cucumber rolls, soy sauce soup and so on. Everyone sat upright, waiting for him to wake up.

In the middle position, Chen Xing sat down and saw Yue Canglian pouring wine for him with a small flask.

"Thank you for your trust," Mitsutsushima said with a toast.

Chen Xing toasted, and the two drank it.

Mitsutsushima prepared four small tables and four lunches, but two of them were empty. Because it is not in accordance with the convention, the servants eat after the master has finished eating. But on the other side, Jianyuetsushima doesn't know which ones are to eat with and which ones are to be served, so make more preparations.

"Old K, little brother, sit down and eat." Chen Xing beckoned and let old K and Jianyue Canglian's younger brother sit in. There were too few people to eat and there was no atmosphere.

Now that the master had ordered, Old K sat down generously and saw that Yue Canglian's younger brother was also taking the table with his mother's consent. The next meal was naturally eaten vividly.