Fantasy: God-level sign-in system

Chapter 682 Helpless

Ye Chen repeated his thoughts just now, Ye Shan couldn't help nodding, and said: "That's right, this meridian is often ignored by martial arts practitioners, but it can be used for practice, but if it's really going to battle, it's a bit tasteless. Your cultivation base is still shallow, and the movement of true qi is still at the stage of talking on paper. After you understand the changes I mentioned, you will naturally understand.

dark night.

By the way, Chen'er, this set of Falling Rain Jue mentality should not be disturbed by external objects when practicing, otherwise it will affect your breathing if it is mild, and it will make the true energy in your body run out of control. It is likely to puncture your meridians, and I think you should know the consequences. "

Ye Chen nodded and said, "Chen'er understands."

"Also, from today onwards, you start to practice this set of mental methods. After you feel the true energy flowing in your body, you can use your own true energy to suppress the snake venom. When you can release your true energy as you like without the help of external objects, You can eradicate snake venom!"

When Ye Chen heard it, he was overjoyed. The snake venom is really powerful. It happened once in this month. Although it was not many times, when the snake venom broke out, his whole body hurt unbearably, and his chest was extremely disgusted. He learned that this snake venom can be eradicated. , How could Ye Chen not be happy in his heart.Suddenly his heart moved, Ye Chen thought of something, and asked: "Since the snake venom can be eradicated, why hasn't Daddy's snake venom been eliminated?"

Ye Shan sighed, and said: "The snake venom in me has penetrated deep into the skin, and when I was poisoned, I forcibly circulated the true qi, and the snake venom spread to all the meridians of the body along with the movement of the true qi. It is not easy to eradicate it."

"Then... why did I..."

"Although you ran for a while after being poisoned by the snake venom, it wouldn't flow into the meridians. Besides, I suppressed it with real energy in time. Your snake venom is only stored in the Shaoshang point on your right thumb."

After hearing this, Ye Chen felt relieved, and said, "Father, after I have practiced my mind, I will force you to be poisoned."

"Haha... good!" Ye Shan was very pleased.

"Master, Young Master, Lao Huang has already cooked dinner, let's eat first."

Ye Chen felt strange and asked, "Old Huang, where's Mu Er?"

"Mu Er went home to visit his relatives, and now the Ye family is the third of ours."

After the meal, Ye Chen stood in the snow, and Ye Shan sat under the eaves of the door, warming Liu Xian drunk while guiding Ye Chen to practice sword.Ye Chen can only stab two snowflakes now. In order to reduce the difficulty of training, Ye Shan emptied all the snow around Ye Chen and controlled two snowflakes to fall each time. Chen Du needed a sword to stab the snowflake into three pieces.

At night, Ye Chen would sit cross-legged on the head of the bed, practice his mind, and often fall into a deep sleep soon after he settled down.

Sunrise and sunset, a month is fleeting.

That morning, Ye Chen sat cross-legged on the protruding stones under the twin peaks of the back mountain. As the sun rose, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, often breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his waist, and his bones made a rattling sound. .Ye Chen shook hands and sighed, "The air in the back mountain is still pure."

Immediately, he picked up the wooden sword beside him and practiced the falling rain swordsmanship from the beginning. He saw that the snowflakes around Ye Chen gathered more and more, as if they had become a snowball. When he looked closer, he saw that every snowflake around Ye Chen Stabbed in four pieces, no wonder there are more and more snowflakes around him.

In the end, Ye Chen let out a long cry, jumped up, broke the snowball, and flew out, pointing at the twin peaks with his sword, shaking his wrist slightly, swish, swish, swish, three swords, snowflakes flew, and instantly more snowflakes appeared under the snow-covered mountain There were three sword holes, the sword was closed and stood upright. Ye Chen approached the sword holes and saw that each sword hole was composed of five to six small sword holes. He nodded, then wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked towards the house.

Tomorrow is the New Year, and Winter City is even more lively. Every household not only hangs lanterns, but also invites the Lichun Garden of Lingzi River to come and sing an opera. The stage is set up on Chengmen Avenue. will gather in the audience.Some members of the Lichunyuan troupe will also bring some domestically produced tofu to exchange with local pheasants.People in Winter City have long been tired of eating pheasant all year round, and of course they like tofu to improve their meals.

They not only sell chunks of tofu, but also mix it cold, and distribute it to people in the audience during the opera.Among them is Huadan Xiaofang. The tofu mixed with shallots she made is really unique. Ye Chen likes this one the most. The tofu mixed with shallots is cold in the mouth. Here, Ye Chen swallowed with a grunt.

He detoured from the back mountain to the house, made a slight modification, and was about to go out, but was stopped by Lao Huang when he walked into the yard.

"Old Huang, I'm going out to watch a play."

Lao Huang took a few puffs of cigarettes, and said slowly: "Master, you don't know something, the theater only starts singing at night, and I heard that they will sing until the first day of the new year tomorrow, why don't you rush now? It's empty!"

Ye Chen squinted at Lao Huang, "Then the city gate will not be closed at night? How many years have it been since Winter City does not allow outsiders to spend the night here..."

"Hey, the young master doesn't know something. Old Huang went to wait early today. That Xiaofang looks... tsk tsk."

Ye Chen saw the look on Lao Huang's face, and was about to speak, but Lao Huang said seriously: "The stage hasn't been set up yet, I asked the owner of the tavern, and he said that the stage will be in Lingzi River today. To sing opera, you have to come here at night, that is to say, the stage can only come here tonight."

"that's it?"

Lao Huang spread out his yellow hands and said, "That's it."

"Hey, Lao Huang, I have never understood, who built this gate? Is the beggar on the gate from Winterfell?"

Lao Huang blinked his dim eyes, thought for a long time, and said, "Old Huang doesn't know who built the city gate. The beggar seems to be from Winter City. He was driven away later, and then I heard that someone beat the robbers away. , and then came back."

Ye Chen nodded, thinking: Isn't it the robber I chased away?Then he asked: "Then why can my father open the city gate at will?"

Lao Huang spread his hands again.

Ye Chen waved his hand, knowing that he would not be able to find anything if he continued to ask, so he simply stopped asking and went back to the room to delve into the changes in sword techniques.

Looking at Ye Chen's figure, Lao Huang suddenly remembered that the young master was curious about why the city gate was closed and opened three years ago, so he quietly ran outside the city gate at night, buried himself in the snow, only showing a pair of eyes, and waited for time As soon as he arrived, he only saw the city gate swaying shut, but there was no one around.Emboldened by courage, he ran to the door and pushed it with all his strength, trying to prevent the door from closing. When his hands touched the door, he was knocked away by a strong force and passed out on the spot.

It was already midnight when the young master was found, if Heizi hadn't reported something important, the young master would have been frozen to death outside the city.The master is also true, why don't you care about the young master?

Thinking of this, Lao Huang shook his head, took a puff of cigarette, and said with a soft snort, "A stage boy? You really can't treat the general like a child!"

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It was night, and the main road in Dongcheng was brightly lit, and autumn hairs would surely appear.