Mingshi looked at his son Tai but not arrogant, gentle and calm, and laughed heartily, and was full of complacentness.

He himself has the six symbols of cultivation.

Now the five symbols have been achieved next spring.

The five symbols and six symbols are also called the master of martial arts.

Nowadays, the father and son are both grandmasters, and they will be envious of many people when they are spread. Mingshi is naturally happy.

Although he has many children, many of them are talented, his talent and character are nothing compared to that of Mingchun, and he is much inferior to that of Mingchun. Therefore, he only has high hopes for Mingchun.

And tomorrowchun also lived up to expectations, and the growth rate was even faster than his expectations.

"Chun'er, you have just become a five-elephant, but what doubts do you have? Just say that I will listen to my father."

Mingshi said with a smile on his face.

The beautiful woman held Mingchun's hand, gave Mingshi a blank look, and complained: "Chun'er must be tired and tired just now. Even if she wants to discuss the issues in her practice, she will wait until he has a meal and rest before talking."

"Haha, I'm too anxious for my father."

"Mom, the child is not tired."

Next spring patted the beautiful woman Yingrun’s back of her hand and smiled at Ming Shi: “Thank you for your concern, but the child got the Wanjie note. After reading the essence of it, he benefited a lot. There is no doubt about fashion for the time being.”

"Yeah!" Ming Shi nodded slightly and sighed: "Yes, the Wanjie Sanren is indeed a character. If it weren't for the serious injury, it would be not difficult for him to enter the Eight Elephants. Even if he read the letters left by his father, his cultivation would have improved a lot."

He chuckled again as he said that.

"It's a pity that Wanjie Sanren has a generation of heroes, but his descendants are all incompetent people. The ancestor left behind such exquisite inheritance. The strongest person in the sect is just a warrior of Yisanxiang, haha!"

Mingchun smiled faintly and said, "If there are many talents in Wanjiemen, how could my Ming family get this note so easily?"

"Not bad!" Ming Shi laughed and nodded.

Mingchun asked again: "Where is that note now?"

"The letter is now kept by the ancestor." Ming Shi replied casually and sighed again: "The ancestor got the letter and read it through, and he felt very sorry. He said that he was old and had exhausted his potential. If he got the letter thirty years ago, he might have achieved the Seven Elephants, but it is impossible now."

Mingchun was slightly silent. The ancestor of the Ming family was nearly 180 years old. He forced a breakthrough and achieved the seven symbols with little possibility, and even more likely it was to directly retaliate and die.

"My father is prosperous in spring and autumn, and now he is already the six symbols. He will break through the seven symbols in the future, and he will be waiting for the next day."

Mingchun looked at Mingshi and said.

Ming Shi shook his head and sighed: "I know my family for my father's family. I can have the current cultivation level. I don't know how many magical medicines and rare treasures I have spent. The Six Symbols have almost squeezed out their potential."

He looked at Mingchun with a burning look, pressing his hands on his shoulders. Mingchun could feel the heavy power on his father's two big hands. He only heard Mingshi say: "The ten realms of the world are vast and endless. There are many people who practice martial arts and practice skills, and there are countless masters. If you want to truly become the best force in the world, you can only have a top master of the Seven Elephants or even the Eight Elephants. Chun'er, do you understand?"

Mingchun could hear the expectations in Mingshi's words. He focused his head and said in a deep voice: "The child will not let down his father's expectations. He will bring my Ming family to the top and stand among the ten domain famous sects!"

"good!"

Mingshi laughed loudly.

"Chun'er, go take a shower and change your clothes first. I have prepared a banquet for you for my father." Ming Shi patted Mingchun on the shoulder.

A quarter of an hour later.

After taking a bath and removing dust tomorrow spring, I wore a snow-white dress and looked more flawless and pure, with a elegant and free temperament, and entered a hall with bright palace lanterns.

Ming Shi sat on the top, waved to Mingchun, and said with a smile: "Chun'er, come and sit down."

Then he clapped his hands and a pretty maid brought up the exquisitely made and fragrant dishes.

Shortly after the father and son sat down, they were raising their glasses to drink each other, and suddenly they frowned and looked outside the hall. Mingshi stretched his brows and smiled and said, "Don't disturb your father and son's elegance because of these trivial matters, don't pay attention to it."

Mingchun shook her head and said, "Everyone in the mansion understands the rules. Since he is here now, it can be seen that there must be something important..."

While speaking, he looked out of the hall and said in a gentle voice: "Come in."

"yes."

A man outside the hall responded respectfully. Soon, an old man from the official family entered the hall and respectfully saluted the two: "Greetings to the head of the family, and to Mr. Chun!"

Ming Shi said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

"The head of the family is the news from Feiyun City." The old housekeeper carefully took out a small bamboo tube, lowered his head, and held it in his palm.

Ming Shi reached out and grabbed the bamboo tube, flew over, and after crushing it, he took out a piece of paper. He quickly finished reading it, but there was no change in his face, and waved his hand: "I understand, go down."

"Father." Mingchun looked at Mingshi, who handed him the paper.

Mingchun took a look, but was not angry, and smiled: "You have to look at the owner when you beat a dog. I didn't expect someone would dare to touch my Ming family."

Ming Shidao: "Biyun Sect was loyal to my Ming family for two generations. Zi Guangyuan has always done his best to do things, and has earned me a lot of confidence. Now he has been cut off from his limbs and has become a useless person. He was stabbed on him, but the face of my Ming family is slapped. No matter what, he can't let it go!"

"Can it be the remnant of Wanjie Sect?" Mingchun said softly, then shook his head again, denying this speculation.

He looked at Mingshi and stood up and said, "Father, let me take a walk about this matter. It offended my Ming family. No matter what kind of monsters and monsters are, there must be an explanation."

"Hmm?" Ming Shi was slightly surprised, pondered for a moment, and then nodded slowly: "Okay, Chun'er, this matter will be left to you."

He was not worried.

Mingchun has always been safe in his actions. Since he was a teenager, many things in the mansion have been handed over by Mingshi. Moreover, now he has achieved the Five Elements. Not to mention that this cultivation level is rampant in the world, he will protect himself without worries.

...

Cast iron castle.

Inside the quiet room.

Pei Yuan pondered through the many techniques he collected and confirmed them with "Qianyuan Zhen Gong". His mind was clear, and he eliminated all distracting thoughts, and devoted himself to deducing the subsequent seven powers besides the Taixu Tian Jin.

Three days passed in a flash.

Bang!

Pei Yuan left the quiet room and rushed to the wide campus. Xi Liren and the third senior brother rescued by Pei Yuan were also performing martial arts in the venue. When they saw Pei Yuan appear, they both came forward to salute.

Pei Yuan seemed to have not seen the two of them, and his figures flashed and had reached the center of the field. Suddenly, a stream of energy blocking the void and wandering around the world surged. Pei Yuan's palms spread out, opening and closing in the air, and palm shadows spread out layer by layer.

In the blink of an eye, countless palm shadows condensed into a palm, like the handprint of the gods, attacking in the void.

Xi Liren and the third senior brother were shocked to find that the huge schoolyard was constantly swelling, like continuous waves, the ground cracked and the soil flew up.

"Heavenly!"

Xi Liren and the other two opened their eyes wide. Tianjin was not surprised, but such a powerful Tianjin made them terrified.

Pei Yuan stepped down and seemed to have hidden force pouring in. The ground was roaring and thunder sounded, and a huge deep pit fell into the next moment.

"Earth power!"

Xi Liren and the other two staggered and fell to the ground. After getting up in a hurry, they retreated further away.

"I wonder what kind of martial arts this person practices, and it is so powerful?"

Next moment.

Pei Yuan performed the technique one after another. When the mountain force urged, the ground surged, and the mound rose from the ground. The sole force slammed away. The mound turned into a swamp, swallowing everything. Then there was a strong wind whistling, thunder and thunder, and water and fire appeared!

The eight strengths of the human body are displayed in competition.

Yan Xingkong stood outside the field at some point, his eyes flashing with his eyes, and he focused his attention on Pei Yuan's acting method.

In three days, he spent two days learning the language and writing of this world, but now he has just started practicing the eight powers.

After a while, Pei Yuan stood slowly, and two qi machines around him rose, manifesting as images of Yin and Yang fish. Then eight more powerful forces flowed from his body, embedded in the Yin and Yang fish pattern, slowly rotating and circulating continuously.

Pei Yuan exhaled, and there seemed to be a strong wind blew in the field, and sand, dust, and gravel were rolled up.

The pattern of Yin and Yang fish was included in the body, and Pei Yuan looked at Yan Xingkong and others.

In three days, he relied on the plundering technique combined with the "Qianyuan Zhen Gong" to deduce the prototype of the other seven powers outside the Taixu Tian Jin.

Further down, the difficulty of deduction became increasingly greater and more resources needed to supplement it. Pei Yuan was unwilling to waste his time, so he directly used the power of the mind.

A total of 2.8 portions of lamp oil were consumed, and the complete "Qianyuan Eight Power Methods" was obtained!

"There are 5.2 parts of lamp oil left..."

Pei Yuan had to leave three lamp oil as a return ticket anyway. Of course, this was when he was carrying a lovesick knife.

If you really encounter extreme situations, the Acacia Knife is a reserve resource for the heart lamp to absorb.

"I still have to explore more in this world, so I don't believe in the existence of things without spirituality."

Even the gray fog world has such an inspiration. This world is more than a hundred times wider than the gray fog world, and it must have existed with magical treasures.

"Also, my mysterious fetus is getting closer and closer to the Tai Chi Bagua diagram!"

Pei Yuan felt that the eight powers cultivated by Qianyuan’s eight powers fusion with the mysterious fetus, and sat in the eight directions of the Yin and Yang fish. There was no hindrance when the fusion was completed, and it seemed like a whole.

Even with the integration of the eight strengths, Pei Yuan's understanding of fetal breathing method has improved a lot. The state of image formation is like a thin layer of paper, which is broken at one touch.

He transformed his five fingers and practiced the nine-style thunderbolt hand again, one after another, over and over again. After a cup of tea, a sudden long roar was heard, and the nine-style sports were combined into one style, and the whole body was swaying, as if the thunder god came to the world, and his divine power was majestic.

Yan Xingkong, Xi Liren and others were dazzled. Xi Liren and the third senior brother were mentally oppressed and fell to the ground with a "pop".

Yan Xingkong's eyes were red, his face was twisted, and he roared, and he retreated hundreds of feet. He looked at the campus with lingering fear.

At that moment, even he almost couldn't help surrendering.
To be continued...