Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

Yang Yan raised her sword and pointed it at the frightened Xionghu Gang members.

At her feet lay the leader of the Xionghu Gang.

Just one sword! Yang Yan originally thought so.

After all, he is also the leader of the Xionghu Gang.

He could withstand more than a dozen sword blows, but unexpectedly, just one sword blow had already made the leader of the Xionghu Gang hate him.

A swordsman of unknown origin can take down three of his swords.

Why is the leader of the Xionghu Gang so weak?

Then Myolie took Yang Yan to the secret room of Yuehong Palace.

Xing'er didn't lie to her, Yuehong Palace did have countless martial arts secrets.

"Myolie, there are so many martial arts, but there seems to be no advanced martial arts." Yang Yan was a little surprised.

Originally, she was looking forward to discovering some high-end martial arts.

But after turning over and over, I couldn't find any high-end martial arts.

At least it's nothing that she can take notice of.

"Palace Master, although Xing'er's martial arts is not high, when she followed the previous generation of palace masters to practice martial arts, the previous generation of palace masters said that after practicing martial arts to a certain level, it is no longer appropriate to practice behind closed doors. Instead, you need to understand the various sects. Martial arts, citing circumstantial evidence, to understand the advantages and disadvantages of various martial arts.”

Xing'er paused and then said: "A third-rate master learns miscellaneous things, a second-rate master learns fine things, and a first-rate master learns everything."

"what for?"

"To put it simply, third-rate masters learn a little bit of everything but are not good at anything. Second-rate masters are good at just one skill and are enough to dominate the world. First-rate masters take advantage of the strengths of others and integrate them into their own martial arts."

Yang Yan nodded, thinking that although the previous palace master was not very good at martial arts.

However, his understanding of martial arts is not low.

At least it's much higher than myself, a halfway monk.

"Then do you think my current martial arts is at the top of the world?"

Xing'er was a little speechless. The martial arts skills of her palace master were definitely top-notch.

As for whether she had reached the end or not, she couldn't say for sure.

But those with higher martial arts skills than her can be counted on one hand in the entire world, that's for sure.

But her understanding of herself is a bit incomplete.

Although he is already ridiculously strong, he always feels weak.

"Palace Master, your martial arts skills have reached the level of a first-rate master." Xing'er's answer was quite conservative.

There are no exceptions for the top masters, they are all innate masters.

Xing'er estimated that her palace master was not yet at the innate realm.

But a top-notch master can only do one or two moves in front of her.

Yang Yan listened to Xing'er's words.

She decided to stay here and study these martial arts secrets.

However, these martial arts secrets are too simple.

In one day, Yang Yan could read two secret books.

It’s not just about looking at it, but more accurately, it’s about discovering the good and bad, eliminating the bad and retaining the good.

Yang Yan couldn't help but wonder, could she be the legendary martial arts wizard who only meets once in ten thousand years?

These martial arts can be easily cracked with almost no effort.

And almost every set of martial arts more or less echoes each other in "Chang Kong Jue".

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"Brother...Brother..."

Li Xunhuan vaguely heard sounds coming from the grass.

When I came to the grass on the roadside, I saw a naked man hiding in the grass.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"I was robbed by bandits and all my clothes and money were taken away. I can only hide here..."

Li Xunhuan looked at this man and it seemed that he was also a scholar.

This reminded him of a very bad person.

"Ah Huan, come here." Li Xunhuan called the book boy over: "Bring me a set of clothes."

After a while, the scholar in the grass came out.

"Thank you, brother, for lending a hand."

"You're welcome, please accept these coins."

"This...how is this so embarrassing."

Sorry, it's just two scholars trying to be polite.

Li Xunhuan thought to himself, Jin Si wouldn't be able to support those children just by doing this kind of business, right?

Sure enough, half an hour later, Li Xunhuan saw Jin Si.

In a ruined temple,

It's another rainy night.

Well, this is Jinsi's business office.

"Hey, isn't this our Tanhualang?" Jin Si sat cross-legged in front of the fire.

"How did you guess that I would win the lottery?"

"I told you, I am a fortune teller that comes once in a million years."

"What you said last time was a once-in-a-century event."

"You have been upgraded, do you understand?" Jin Si said matter-of-factly: "Now you can recognize me as your big brother."

Li Xunhuan took a deep breath: "Li Xunhuan pays homage to eldest brother."

"good."

Jin Si reached out and touched Li Xunhuan's head.

Li Xun Huan's reaction was indifferent, with almost no reaction.

"Brother, I met a naked scholar before."

"Yes, there has been a wave of returning home recently, so I will seize this peak season and try my best to do it again."

"Where are the kids?"

"at home."

"At home? Where?"

"I found a village for them. It turns out that there are good people in that village. They not only gave us their homes, but also stayed to fertilize the village."

“What fertilization?”

"It's not important." Jin Si stood up and stretched: "It's time to go home, let's go."

"Now?" Li Xunhuan looked outside, it was raining heavily.

He was not very willing to brave the rain. After all, it was really uncomfortable to travel in the rain.

Although the environment of this ruined temple is not very good, at least it can shelter from the rain.

"That's okay. According to my experience, I can still meet a few fat sheep tonight... No, we should call them customers."

"It's better to go and see where you and the children live."

"Do you have any money on you?"

"Uh...what to do?"

"I sold a few girls to Goulan. It costs money to see them."

Xiao Li's flying knife almost failed every time.

But thinking about it again, Jin Si could give him all the money he grabbed in Hulao Village.

How much can those children be sold for?

It was obviously Jin Si who was fooling him.

"What a pity. I thought I could see your knife-throwing skills."

"Brother, I don't attack this flying knife easily."

"You will see blood when you strike, right?"

"I don't dare." Although Li Xunhuan said he didn't dare, in fact his smile had betrayed him.

Although Li Xunhuan kept a low profile, he was extremely confident in his knife-throwing skills.

In Li Xunhuan's heart, he had already determined that Jin Si was an innate master.

However, his flying knife has its own armor-piercing damage.

Even if you are wearing heavy armor, I will shoot it for you.

But when he saw Jin Si holding on to his body-protecting energy, he blocked the pouring rain.

His self-confidence was shaken.

"Brother, how do you practice martial arts? You are so young, but you can actually have such deep and extreme internal strength."

"Simple, first go to the brothel, and then call ten flower girls. After you take off your clothes, you will sit there. No matter how tempted the ten flower girls are, you will not move. After seven or seven forty-nine days, you will be able to Once you practice it, you can release your powerful energy."

Li Xunhuan didn't believe it, not on a technical level, but on a character level.

If this was really the method, Jin Si would never be able to reach Xiantian in his lifetime.