It is not clear whether Yu Tuoxie’s disappearance was a scourge, thunderbolt, soaring, or accidentally becoming a lightning rod. Anyway, Master did not have brothers and sisters to prove each other’s skills. This shows that the three people’s academic leaders are very different, and the big brother’s surname Wenxue is poison; The second brother is a Miao who practices witchcraft; Luo Xue, a younger brother, is a secret skill to manipulate and control corpses.
Hearing this, Wen Leyang finally couldn’t help interrupting and asked, "It’s our Wen family, Luojia, Wuyuling, Qingmiaochuan, Qiniang Mountain, in the middle of Sichuan!"
Wen’m walked over and nodded with a good temper. I didn’t take Wen Leyang’s casual interruption seriously. "Wen Bucao Miao doesn’t pay crow ridge, and the ancestors can’t die. It’s those three other disciples who are inclined to lead the thunder and dun …"
Wenleyang noticed that the other two grandfathers and uncle Wen Tunhai were pie-mouthed to attract thunder and avoid blowing.
Anyway, the teacher is a very different way to soar. All three disciples feel that they are orthodox and dare not fight against the teacher’s wishes. In the end, the three disciples agreed that whoever finds the master first will be the biggest.
Of course, Master didn’t find three other disciples and went their separate ways. Although in the end, no one was able to achieve immortality, but all of them were scattered. Ye Zicheng was a faction in Shu, and few people dared to provoke the ten-year exam, which became the three common rules. Every day, the grandmaster was struck by lightning, and all the brothers who passed the exam were arrogant.
The agreement between the disciples and the disciples has also become the legacy of the ancestors, and it has become the birth of three later generations through the big exam, but it is meaningless.
Wen Leyang’s eyes were full of excitement and he asked carefully, "Grandpa, is our warm family skill a celestial skill?" Like most younger brothers in the family, his Wen family used to be an ancestor of Jianghu sect, and it never occurred to me that the Wen family in western Sichuan had such a background similar to that of Xiuzhen Sect. Of course, it’s hard to say whether it was Xiuzhen or not, but the last thunder came very strangely.
Master Wen took a sip of tea and answered with some guilt, "That’s for sure! Our grandmaster grandfather is a strange man of the law, and it is naturally a way to cultivate heaven! "
Snow has been dead. Grandpa Two and Grandpa Three looked at each other and laughed.
"But …" Master Wen coughed and went on to say, "In the past two thousand years, I haven’t heard of anyone in Wen’s, Miao’s and Luo’s three families who became immortals, but it’s definitely no problem for our ancestors to leave the achievement method. Either we can’t practice kung fu at home or we don’t have the great wisdom of the ancestors."
Poof, the other two old men are happy again.
Master Wen slammed the table and pointed back at his two old brothers. "What are you happy about? That’s what my dad told me at the beginning!"
Master Wen San took a look at Wenleyang and said lightly, "It’s okay to think about this kind of thing, but it’s always right to do more work. You can practice with your uncle from the day."
Grandpa Wen Er also spoke cold like a silver needle frozen in Xuan Bing for ten thousand years. "You listen to me about whether it’s Rio Oblique Sect’s identity or your future contact with the occult sciences. Now it’s never allowed to reveal a word to others! Otherwise, according to the rules of your ancestors, you can’t even leave a corpse! "
Wen Tunhai also added from the side, "In a few years, when your skills are mature, your parents will give you a topic and pass it before you can be regarded as a formal teacher."
Wen Leyang quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed while making a vow of purity. Then he ate carrots and went home to sleep in high spirits. His father didn’t ask him what had happened. The family was harmonious, but the rules were strict. Even his own father couldn’t ask when parents and children talked.
The conversation in the village chief’s big house made his whole body pores cheerful and closed, and the Wen family’s younger brother, Tuoxie’s master, and Xiutianwang said that Wen Leyang had found his dream in an instant.
After Wen Leyang left, Master Wen’s big house soon became silent. Three old men sat silently facing the uncle Wen Tunhai, lowered their hands and stood by for a long time. There was no one to talk. Grandpa Wen coughed occasionally. He accidentally hurt his hand when refining poisons in his early years, and the Taiyin lung meridian fell into a cough, which was not cured for a generation.
Finally, old man Wen looked at his two brothers. "What do you think of this child?"
Sir Zhong Wen seems to even despise the eldest brother. Old Wen replied, "Silly is better than those two in the mountains …"
Grandpa Wenda smiled and didn’t say anything. He turned his head and looked at Wentonghai’s eyes. Wentonghai thought for a while before answering, "Leyang’s qualification is not the best among their children, but his kindness has always been a good man among his brothers and sisters. Besides, this child’s mind also has merit!"
There was a flash of admiration in old man Wen’s eyes. "What does he think?"
Wen Tunhai shook his head with a wry smile. "It looks like a child’s play. It’s definitely a sinister thing for men. Of course, he won’t have evil thoughts when he gives me a drug test. It’s just a gift and a joke, but it’s not bad for him to give up poison in the big exam."
Grandpa Wen was excited and struck the table. "Swallow the sea and say yes! I take a fancy to this small is that these two points are: firstly, he is virtuous and never cares about his family, and he has never been bullied by other children since he was a child; Secondly, it is his mind to talk about poison. He should be better than him in the exam. He will never stand out from the crowd. It is better to find another way to control whether it is sweet or salty, whether it hurts the body or the mind. It is really poisonous to be able to take the other side! "
Wen Lao gently snorted "good-hearted, fart-qualified, but no … hey", and paused for a moment and looked up at the day outside.
Thick black clouds are rushing from a distance, and the bright starry moonlight night is swallowed up by large pieces. Just now, the stars are shining, and the summer night is suddenly full of storms to urge the city to suppress.
"This storm depends on this child?" Wen Laosan’s voice is very low as if he were mumbling.
Master Wen didn’t hear what he said, but suddenly he asked Wen Tunhai an irrelevant sentence, "How are Laojiu and Lao Thirteen now?"
Wen Tunhai smiled confidently. "Don’t worry. Nine brothers and thirteen brothers have always entered the country well. If they don’t play tricks, I’m not sure if they join hands."
Old man Wen nodded slightly but sighed for no reason. "That’s good. That’s good. These two children didn’t say anything about their bodies, but their brains didn’t work well … that’s good. What happened to the other thing? What happened to them?"
Wen Tunhai shook his head. "It is estimated that it is less than a day."
Master Wen gave a wry smile. "You can’t wait to take your time … You really didn’t eat the cathartic pill that swallowed the sea?"
Wen swallowed the sea. Hey, "If the virulence is nothing more than the multiplication of physical properties and the addition of poison, no matter how severe it is, I can also weigh in my heart that I have never heard of this wicked thing. I didn’t even think about it until late …"
It is extremely rare for the second master to pass a smile in his eyes. "So do you endure 36 days or hold your urine for twelve hours?"
Wen Tunhai hesitated for a moment, gnashing his teeth and saying, "Hold your urine!"
Chapter III Medicinal Liquor
What does it mean for Wen Jiadi to pass the ten-year exam?
Can be transferred to the family, Wen’s brother must not disobey.
Can be transferred to family fortune to command a brother who is responsible for the money to send the RMB in the baggage.
There are hundreds of ordinary brothers in the Wen family for more than two thousand years. Everyone has an ID card, and the wealth accumulated by biochemical weapons is countless. It is not too much to say that it is extremely rich.
Now Wen Leyang’s position in the family is second only to that of the three heads of household and uncle Wen Tunhai, but he has no chance to enjoy it for the time being. He is in big trouble now.
Early the next morning, Wen Leyang rushed to the uncle’s house and swallowed the sea with a look of schadenfreude, pointing to a steaming cauldron "Go in! Come to soak medicinal liquor every morning! "
"Want to soak again?"
"Less nonsense, this arrangement has its own meaning!" Wen Tunhai’s tone was dignified, but he couldn’t hide his revenge. Before Wen Leyang stripped off his clothes, he lifted a kick and flew directly into the vat in that pure Wen Leyang.
The medicinal liquor was hot and suddenly surrounded by Wen Leyang’s 36,000 pores, and all of them groaned. He just sat quietly in the vat at the command of his uncle, waiting for the medicinal effect to enter his body. According to his experience before he was twelve years old, soaking in the medicinal liquor for an hour would cause a heat to rise in his body, and he would drill around the limbs like a small consumption, which would make people numb and itchy, and then his parents would take it out of the jar and massage it at seven strange places along his body. The hot and small consumption would gradually dissipate and change, and his body would be hot and his spirit would be full, and he would not feel tired and
However, soaking Wen Leyang felt that something was wrong, and the efficacy slowly entered the body through the whole body skin, but this time it was not a small consumption, but a knife, and it was not 10 million.
Wenleyang felt as if there were several knives in his body that were poking and cutting, or when the knives were dull and full of rust, the comfort had swung in the cylinder, and every second had become as long as an hour. He gritted his teeth for a long time and finally couldn’t hold back the trembling pain and snorted. He looked at the uncle in the courtyard with his eyes open. "Uncle, that Yang Dan can be cracked in one day if he wants to hold his urine …"
Wen Tunhai spat and laughed. "Cut the crap, but you don’t have time to amuse yourself. If you can’t hold on, get out. This medicinal liquor is only made by the ancestors. Even if you want to touch a drop, there is no chance!"
Wenleyang nodded heavily and bit his lip and stopped talking. His expression turned out to be desperate to fight with this jar of medicinal liquor. He is usually a nice guy among his brothers and sisters, but he can’t pull back the first cow when he is stubborn.
Wen Tunhai smiled and didn’t care. At this time, his wife shouted "Take charge of breakfast" from the room.
Wen Tunhai promised again and again to Wen Leyang, "Come out when you can’t hold on!" Say that finish step into the house soon after the house out in anger "how is porridge old today don’t drink water don’t drink porridge always don’t drink anything …"
After a long time, Wen Tunhai greeted Wen Leyang in the house. "Hours are long enough."
Silence in the courtyard
Wentonghai walked back to the hospital with a bowl and a puzzled face. He suddenly exclaimed that the rice bowl hung up and screamed all the way. He flew out from Wentonghai and smashed it into the vat. In the loud noise, the huge vat was smashed by an ordinary rice bowl. The full jar of medicinal liquor was like an explosion, and it was splashed and scattered. Immediately after falling to the ground, it took up a gray smoke wrapped in burnt stench. Even a fool can see that this jar of medicinal liquor is toxic and violent.
Wenleyang’s body is soft. I don’t know when he has fainted. Youzi bit his lip intensely.
Wen swallowed his breath, stamped his foot, reached out and broke his mouth, stuffed a pill in it, and then turned around and shouted at his wife, "Get the bamboo needle quickly!"
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