However, Chen Shaojun was fast, and the opponent's attack speed was even faster. With a wave of his palm, there was no blazing fire, only a grey-brown power, as thick and powerful as a mountain, which instantly extinguished Chen Shaojun's burst of blood.
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"How can it be!"
Chen Shaojun was horrified. Judging from the strength displayed by the other party, he was afraid that what was coming would be much more terrifying than the massacre of Wang Hao.
Even Wang Hao and Chen Shaojun spent a lot of effort, and finally managed to kill him with the help of the golden page. However, the opponent's aura was thick and powerful, and there was no trace of evil at all. The golden page probably had no effect on him.
Such a terrifying person is definitely not something he can deal with now.
Bang, Chen Shaojun jumped up and was about to escape into the distance. At this moment, a familiar voice came into his ears:
"Little brother!"
The voice was neither high nor low, but when it fell in Chen Shaojun's ears, it was like thunder exploding. He was startled, then stiffened, and turned his head in disbelief, looking at the black shadow that attacked him.
"Brother?"
The man appeared quietly beside Chen Shaojun like a ghost, also standing on the wall. In Chen Shaojun's eyes, he pulled off the black cloth covering his face with a sneer, revealing a clear-cut face with a square face.
A square face with resolute lines.
If it’s not the eldest brother Chen Zhengche, then who is it?
"Brother, my feeling is correct. It's really you. You really learned martial arts secretly."
The eldest brother Chen Zhengche said.
Chen Shaojun suddenly looked embarrassed when he heard this.
"So you already knew."
"You brat, you go out early and come back late during this period, and you sneak out every night. How can you hide it from Uncle Jiang, Honglian and the others? You don't think you can even hide it from me, do you?"
Chen Zhengche laughed and cursed.
Chen Shaojun suddenly looked embarrassed. He thought he was secretive, but he didn't expect that his elder brother had seen through it long ago, but he never revealed it.
"Does father know about it too?"
Chen Shaojun asked.
"That's why I'm looking for you. I don't know yet whether my father knows about it, but my father is a Confucian and Taoist master and has always strictly prohibited you from practicing martial arts. You can hide this matter for a while. How will you tell me then?
Did he explain?"
Chen Zhengche said:
"You should know that you and I are different. There were originally three people in the Ziju school, and the talents were withered. But I had already abandoned literature and embraced martial arts, leaving only you and my father. If you also changed to martial arts, then what would happen to us?
Isn’t the inheritance of the Ziju school cut off? I’m afraid it would be difficult for my father to accept it at that time.”
"this--"
Chen Shaojun was silent. How could he not know about this matter? This was the reason why he had not told his father for so long.
"Father has great expectations for you, especially in this snow appreciation competition. You beat all the heroes and came out on top. The poems you wrote even shocked the Confucian masters in the capital. Although my father didn't say it, he was actually very proud.
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"If you also abandon literature and pursue martial arts, my father will definitely be shocked!"
Chen Zhengche said.
"This...I don't know either."
Chen Shaojun sighed:
"But I didn't give up literature and pursue martial arts, but practiced both literature and martial arts. This is the only thing I can do."
"Educated in both civil and military skills?"
Chen Zhengche raised his thick eyebrows, greatly surprised.
Whether you are studying literature or martial arts, you need to expend a lot of energy, so that you can be profound all the way and reach a very high level. However, human energy and time are limited after all, and you can only choose one of the two. Therefore, in the big world
The children of the capital of Shang Dynasty were either educated in literature or martial arts. It is rare to hear that they studied both literature and martial arts.
Moreover, even if one is sophisticated in literature, reaches the level of a great Confucian, and can cultivate Haoran Zhengqi, it is still very different from martial arts and cannot be generalized.
Chen Shaojun said that he wanted to cultivate both civil and military skills. This is probably the first time.
"Brother, I know what you are thinking, but this is indeed the path I have chosen, and you should have seen that since the last incident, it has been more than a month now, and my martial arts has reached the level of bone and blood.
He is in the fourth level of blood-yang realm, and in terms of knowledge, he has also reached the ninth level of literary spirit, which is on par with the masters in the Confucian Temple."
"I also know that it takes more effort and effort to practice both civil and military skills than others, and it is more difficult to reach a higher level, but this is my choice and I will never give up."
Chen Shaojun said seriously.
"Brother, you should know that this is completely unrealistic and will only be a waste of effort in the end."
Chen Zhengche said.
"How will you know if it doesn't work if you don't try?"
Chen Shaojun said.
"well."
Chen Zhengche could only sigh deeply when he heard this:
"There is really nothing I can do against you. I will pretend that I don't know about this matter for the time being, but my father will have to face it sooner or later."
"Don't worry, as long as I reach master level or above in literature, I believe my father won't mind me practicing martial arts."
Chen Shaojun said.
"Brat."
Chen Zhengche patted Chen Shaojun on the shoulder, shook his head and laughed.
If it had been anyone else, he would have thought that person was just dreaming, but as for his younger brother, maybe it was because of the huge changes in his family that stimulated his growth, and he seemed to have become a different person in a short period of time.
His original literary power could not even reach one level, but in just one month, he improved by leaps and bounds to the ninth level of literary power, comparable to the Master, and even wrote such a chapter in Luyuan that will be handed down for generations.
It is impossible for other people to do these things, but this little brother of my own... maybe he can really cultivate both civil and military skills, and achieve extremely high attainments at the same time.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this. It's cold outside. Let's go in first. By the way, since you have reached the Blood Sun Realm, I can give you this thing."
Chen Zhengche said, took out something from his arms and handed it over.
"I just fought with you. I saw that you were bare-handed. I happened to have a new weapon recently, so I will give it to you."
Chen Shaojun looked surprised. He doubtfully took the small wooden box about one foot from his elder brother's hand and opened it with a snap. Inside the narrow wooden box, a short sword two fingers wide and eight or nine inches long jumped into view.
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The long sword is very short, but its surface is covered with many precise lines. The most special thing is that when the wooden box shakes, the eight or nine-inch long dagger also trembles, and the surface of the dagger is filled with light and sparkles.
There are wisps of bright cold light, and if you look carefully, you can still faintly see a hint of gold.
"Flying sword!!"
Chen Shaojun just took a look, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he was filled with surprise.
Although the flying sword is short, its cold light cuts through gold and jade, and it is obviously extremely sharp, but that is not what Chen Shaojun cares about most.
Flying swords are the most top-notch magic weapons among weapons. Powerful warriors use their energy to control swords. Flying swords soar in the air like a thunderous giant, shuttle back and forth, extremely fast, and extremely difficult to guard against. Every flying sword is priceless.
, a true sword is hard to find.
For Chen Shaojun now, such a flying sword will definitely greatly improve his strength.
"Brother, how come you have such a powerful flying sword?"
Chen Shaojun was really surprised.
In the past, he was ignorant. Except for his eldest brother who knew martial arts, he really didn't pay much attention to other things. His father didn't like his family members to practice martial arts, and his eldest brother had never practiced martial arts in front of him. Therefore, Chen Shaojun really didn't know what level his eldest brother had practiced and what abilities he had.
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But judging from tonight's situation, the elder brother's martial arts is far more powerful than he imagined.
Not only that, Chen Shaojun also has certain connections in Xiaxu. There are many sellers in Xiaxu, but no one sells flying swords. From the quality point of view, the flying sword of the elder brother is absolutely extraordinary. I am afraid that it is not the best among flying swords.
It is of top quality.
Chen Shaojun never knew that his eldest brother was so powerful.
"You brat, why are you asking so many questions? Just keep the things that big brother gave you."
Chen Zhengche laughed and cursed, paused, and then said seriously:
"You are now at the fourth level of Blood Yang Realm. This flying sword blows your hair and breaks your hair. You can keep it for self-defense first. When you reach the sixth level of Soldier Qi Realm, you can really make use of this flying sword. I kept a copy.
Put the formula at the bottom of the box, and you can just practice according to the law when the time comes."
"Thank you, brother!"
This time, Chen Shaojun didn't ask any questions and happily put away the flying sword.
"Go in, father will be back soon."
As the two brothers spoke, they quickly climbed over the courtyard wall and entered the mansion.
…
It was a cold night and the street was empty, but there was the sound of a horse-drawn carriage. Looking carefully, a simple carriage was slowly approaching from a distance.
In the carriage, a middle-aged man in his forties looked majestic and meticulous, sitting upright. Looking carefully, the man's face was very similar to Chen Shaojun's. He was Chen Shaojun's father, Chen Zongxi, the Minister of Household Affairs.
The night was dark, Chen Zongxi was leaning against the carriage wall, his eyes slightly closed, and the official documents from the Ministry of Revenue were turning over in his mind.
There has been a lot of snow this year, and the capital is abuzz with excitement. Many people are busy celebrating winter sacrifices, but few people know that snowstorms are severe in many places. In addition, the plan for a day begins in the morning, and the plan for a year begins in spring. After winter,
In early spring, all these needed to be prepared in advance. Military expenditures and the payment of salaries to officials at all levels needed to be coordinated by him, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Even some matters that originally belonged to the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue were pushed over.
, all pressing on his shoulders.
Woo, the sound of gusts of cold wind coming from the window brought Chen Zongxi back from his thoughts.
"How long until we get home?"
Chen Zongxi opened his eyes, sat up straight suddenly, and said.
"Sir, there should be half a stick of incense left."
The coachman's voice came from the window.
"Um."
Chen Zongxi nodded, closed his eyes, and said no more.
However, Chen Zongxi didn't know that just as he closed his eyes, in the cold wind outside the window, a huge wolf-shaped monster jumped over and appeared on the wall not far away, and almost at the same time, two poles appeared
A long figure with billowing black smoke also appeared beside him.
"The ghost wolf has found its target!"
"The person the Demon God of the Human Realm mentioned is in the carriage."
As soon as the two people appeared, their eyes fell on the carriage rolling forward not far ahead.