A red sun slowly climbed out of the horizon, like a shy girl peeking into the whole world, a hint of coldness before dawn and a night of loneliness were dispelled.

Ye Xiaoyang got up very early and sat cross-legged on a huge rock in the east. Since the Shenlin Sect itself was built on the top of the mountain, Ye Xiaoyang was soon shrouded in a fog that was neither thick nor light, and he was confused.

He likes the sun so much on weekdays, but when he comes to this strange place and breathes the fresh air, a hint of coolness appears in his heart.

He recalled that day his mother was taken away. He looked at him reluctantly, and the most disappointing and unforgettable look he had ever seen in his life. There were more than ten armored warriors who had fallen from the sky. Where did they take their mother? The Shenlin who was talking about when she left, and finally came through mountains and rivers, but what is the Tongtian Stone? He should go there to find it... After a long time, Ye Xiaoyang fell into deep memories.

Finally the smoke disappeared, and the morning sun climbed onto Ye Xiaoyang's face, filled with warmth. Ye Xiaoyang looked at the sun with his eyes slightly raised his mouth, as if only the sun understood him, only the sun...

When the mist dissipated, Ye Xiaoyang stood up and walked towards the kitchen. This was the second day he came to Shenlin, and it was also the day when his Shenlin's life really began.

Ye Xiaoyang waved the blunt axe in his hand and tried hard to chop firewood, because this was what Grandpa Zhou ordered.

"How is it, Xiaoyang, are you tired?" Grandpa Zhou had appeared in front of Ye Xiaoyang at some point.

"Not tired!" Ye Xiaoyang raised his hand to wipe away the sweat from his chin and gasped.

This answer shocked Zhou Yiqing a little, because the axe was so heavy, because Ye Xiaoyang was only thirteen years old, Zhou Yiqing smiled and asked half-willedly, "Isn't you really tired? But you've sweated so much!"

"Grandpa Zhou, there is no peace and forever in this world. Since I have come here, I should do something. This is the truth my mother taught me." Ye Xiaoyang smiled slightly on his little face.

This answer surprised Zhou Yiqing because he was still a child, no matter how much he experienced...

"Xiaoyang, come here."

Ye Xiaoyang put down the blunt axe in his hand and walked over in confusion. Suddenly, Zhou Yiqing came from behind with strong palm power. Ye Xiaoyang saw a green light in front of him and his head buzzed and blankly. It took him a long time to recover.

"Just just now, my palm opened your seven meridians and eight meridians. Now you try to transport the true energy in your abdomen to your right hand, and then use your hands to chop firewood." Grandpa Zhou taught carefully.

Ye Xiaoyang asked suspiciously: "Is that OK?"

Zhou Yiqing nodded silently.

I saw Ye Xiaoyang spitting out a simple voice, stretching out his right arm, staring at his right hand with his eyes in absolute eyes. Gradually, his right hand emitted a faint red light, like the color of fire. "Why is your chest so hot? What's going on..." Ye Xiaoyang gritted his teeth and stared at the light in his chest, thinking, "Is it it?"

A red light on Ye Xiaoyang's chest flashed through his clothes like fire. Even during the day, it was so dazzling and quickly attracted Grandpa Zhou's attention.

Seeing Ye Xiaoyang in such pain, Zhou Yiqing pointed to the light in Ye Xiaoyang's chest with his fingers and pointed to the light in Ye Xiaoyang's chest, and inputted the internal force into Ye Xiaoyang's body, temporarily relieving the pain of burning fire in Ye Xiaoyang's chest.

"Thank you Grandpa Zhou..." Ye Xiaoyang said weakly, sweat dripping from his forehead.

Ye Xiaoyang once again used his physical strength to use his true energy to gather the energy on his fingers to form a sharp blade. This time, although the heat from his chest was not as hot as last time, it was a kind of warmth. A qi knife took the opportunity to slash the thick firewood on his wrist and formed in half...

The sunset quickly set, and Ye Xiaoyang returned to the room he had prepared for him weakly, spread it on the bed, and pulled out a jade pendant that burned him during the sun from his chest. A green jade pendant shaped like a disc was completely soaked in his sweat, but it was extremely dazzling under the faint light.

Ye Xiaoyang remembered that this was the only thing my mother left to him. No matter whether it was worthless or worthless, he never took it off because wearing it was like my mother was by his side.

My mother's gentle and kind words echoed in her ears again and again, and her face appeared in her mind again and again with a smile. The room was very quiet. After a while, the moonlight entered the room like a naughty child, climbed into the bed and snuggled in Ye Xiaoyang's arms. Her unswerving eyes gradually became crystal clear, and the warm tears were controlled again and again, and they did not burst out. The boy couldn't help but say, "Mom, you, where are you going? Yang'er misses you..."

Ye Xiaoyang gradually fell asleep without any disturbance...

The moonlight leaks, and pieces of rubble, leaves, stone steps and ancient roads are teased by it, and the breeze is blowing.

A figure rushed through the sky, teasing the bright moon, stepping on the breeze, dancing lightly like a butterfly, gliding like a bird spreading its wings, and the gauze pulled out a beautiful arc. Behind him was a man who was not inferior at all, and was also as light as a swallow.

This man traveled through the entire Shenlin Mountain like a phantom, into the bamboo forest, stepping on the clear water, and steep cliffs, but he could not get rid of the person behind him. Knowing that this was not a solution, the figure simply slowed down. Seeing that the person was not galloping, the man behind him curled his lips and fell down together...

The breeze rustled in the bamboo forest, and both of them stood on the bamboo leaves, their figures swayed slightly, and the gauze and robe moved with the wind.

The woman wearing a black shirt and covering her face with a black gauze was holding a young man sleeping in a fool under her armpit. It was Ye Xiaoyang. In other words, Ye Xiaoyang was already trapped by the woman and traveled all over Shenlin Mountain.

This is an incredible thing, and at this moment, standing opposite the masked woman in black veil was Zhou Yiqing, who was over 300 years old. Seeing his light steps just now, he galloped for a hundred miles but was not breathing. Who would have said that this was not one of the few masters of Shenlin back then?

"Senior, why are you chasing me Baili..." The woman's soft voice was sent into Zhou Yiqing's ears by the breeze.

"I should ask you this. You are so skillful. I am using my disciple Shenlin to use such light skills to make me chase me!"

"Senior has been awarded too much. I only saw that the second son is talented and wants to accept it as a disciple, so he has no intention of harming him."

"Your Excellency seems to have come to my Shenlin since last night. If you are harmful to my disciples, you will not wait until tonight. I believe you, but Xiaoyang has already worshipped me Shenlin, so his teaching rules are not allowed to join other schools to learn martial arts. If you want to teach the second son's martial arts, how can I ignore it..."

"Senior, the golden scales are not something in the pond. This child's future fate will never be able to be installed by a small Shenlin Sect!"

Zhou Yiqingjing looked at Ye Xiaoyang who was still sleeping soundly in the woman's arms, and calculated with her fingers...

"This child is indeed in a difficult life. I can't speculate on this hexagram of bone-reincarnation involving sentient beings in the six realms!" Zhou Yiqing's face changed and he was secretly shocked.

"I just checked my fortune, and as you said, I just hope you can teach this son well." After the words came, Zhou Yiqing walked through the bamboo forest like the wind, and disappeared.

The strong bamboo rose from the ground, and the moonlight spread out through the gap, and the stars were dotted.

The breeze woke Ye Xiaoyang up with a hint of coolness. Ye Xiaoyang rubbed his sleepy eyes. He was sleeping in the room, but when he woke up, he was in this place, with bamboos with thick bowls everywhere. When he was shocked, Ye Xiaoyang found that a woman in black was standing not far away with her hands standing with her hands behind her back.

"Hey!" Ye Xiaoyang shouted at her in horror.

"You're awake." The woman turned around.

"What place is this? I'm obviously sleeping in the room, so why is it here?" Ye Xiaoyang was also a little cautious about this woman and dared not get close to her.

"I want to accept you as my disciple and teach you some martial arts!"

"But I am already a disciple of Shenlin, how can I become a disciple again? I will not agree." Ye Xiaoyang replied without any hesitation, his eyes full of firmness.
Chapter completed!