What's going on?

Listening to this questioning voice, Yang Jian chuckled and shrugged, "It's the same as you saw, I'm fine, it's totally fine."

Yang Jian's cynical frivolous attitude made Shi Huilian's brow touch, and she asked again in a deep voice: "How did she recover?"

"Yesterday you gave me "Stone Kung Fu". I practiced it in the evening. Somehow, I broke through and then it was fine." Yang Jian explained relaxedly, but his eyes were staring at Shi Huilian with a vague look.

Yang Jian actually understood that no matter how he explained, he could not win the trust of others at all.

First, I was too weak before and couldn't even take a step in the door. Those excuses of meeting old men like the old man must not work.

Second, even if you tell the truth yourself, the system is too slim, and people in this world may not even have heard of it, so they will not believe it even more.

Since it is impossible to win the trust of others, it is better to make jokes and counterattack when you see them.

What's more, in his opinion, whether or not a dispensable small character like his predecessor is irrelevant to others. At most, it will naturally fade after a while, and no one will really care about these things.

This is true. Even the biological mother Shi Huilian lost her patience and continued to ask. She stood up impatiently, turned around and took two steps, and said coldly: "Even if you are healthy, you are eighteen years old and have passed the best time to practice and have a good time to cultivate. In half a month, after your brother and the Third Princess Lan Gongguo, I will arrange for you to enter the National Academy."

"Bang!"

Without waiting for Yang Jian to answer, Shi Huilian left again with the sound of the door closing.

Yang Jian didn't care about the arrangements that she did not ask for her opinions at all before leaving.

Guo Academy is the place where Shi Duchy Kingdom trains talents. Every year, a small number of cultural and political talents can be recruited from academies across the country with fixed quotas. Of course, there are many related households.

After entering the National Academy, one foot has stepped into the court of Shigongguo, which has become an opportunity for many people with limited martial arts qualifications to make a name for themselves.

Regardless of whether Shi Huilian asked him to go to the National Academy for the sake of the Yang family or for himself, Yang Jian didn't care, because he didn't plan to stop in this small Shi Duchy Kingdom.

But my health has just been cured and I am only pregnant with a bad "Stone Kung Fu". I am afraid that even the Duchy of Shi can't get out of this kind of capital!

It seems that you have to find some skills. The level of "Stone Kung Fu" is too low, and it can only support yourself to reach the ninth level of body-building. It is impossible to even break through, so you must find a way to get a more advanced one.

As for martial arts, Yang Jian is very confident about it.

With his tens of thousands of years of combat experience in the World of Gods, his eighteen weapons and punches have already achieved the ability to do whatever he wants in the martial arts world. No moves are better than moves. The martial arts heritage of this level was confident that he could defeat anyone before the Golden Elixir Stage. Therefore, if he was not the top level, it would be useless for him!

The eldest young master was cured, and the news spread like wildfire after all. There were factors that the General's Mansion did not seriously restrict, because just like Yang Jian thought, he was just an optional little character. At the age of eighteen, he had already passed the best age of practicing martial arts. He was destined for the rest of his life and could not attract attention.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and during this period, what Yang Jian liked the most was walking around. In the past half month, he had almost traveled all over the entire Shigong Kingdom and the capital of Shigong. He was no longer so unfamiliar with this world that was almost the same as ancient China. He just had no intention of finding more advanced skills.

After really getting in touch with this world, he realized that the yellow-level low-level martial arts of the ninth-grade body-forging grade is indeed a big deal. There are even little beggars who make excuses to beg for food, but very few can practice. Most ordinary people are only in the first to third grade, and those with a little qualification can reach the fourth to sixth grade. If they can make another breakthrough, they are all genius in the Duchy of Shi, because once they can achieve the seventh grade, they can break through to the ninth grade of body-forging, and have the opportunity to achieve qi training and become a famous master.

Therefore, the Qi Refining Period is considered a relatively high level in the Shigong Kingdom. If you want to obtain the Qi Refining Period's martial arts, it is difficult to obtain unless you join some major forces or families. Even if you obtain it, it is difficult to maintain it.

After understanding this, Yang Jian had a toothache for a while.

There are twelve major realms in this cultivation level. However, in Shigong Kingdom, even if you are a master, you will be a master. If you go to some innate masters, you will be the peak boss. Such a country is like the difference between the mountains and valleys and the capital of China, which is hard to describe!

"System, you have thrown the True Lord into the novice village."

"Host, don't be ungrateful. You have to thank this system for being alive."

Yang Jian curled his lips and said nothing. Anyway, he just wanted to talk to someone when he was idle.

"elder brother!"

Swaying in front of the General's Mansion, I heard a sound of a full of energy and joy coming from the stone steps. I looked up and saw a tall and mighty voice, magnificent body, wearing a black robe, slightly black face, sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and a young man who was seven or eight minutes similar to his current body rushed towards him.

The eight-level steps allowed him to cross two steps. Yang Jian felt that his eyes were dark, and his whole body was completely bound by an irresistible powerful force. His body was also wrapped in a warm feeling. A faint smell of sweat was lingering in his breath, and a sensational word came from his head.

"Brother! You're really well! That's great!"

At this time, Yang Jian finally came to his senses and pushed the giant tower bear that tightly clamped him tightly. He leaned his head back desperately, his mouth twitched wildly, and his face turned slightly red.

Damn, Yang Yu is too tall. The true Lord is over 1.8 meters tall, but now he is in the arms of this guy. He is just like a little birdie and can only put his head on the other person's chest. This big man is treated this way. Yang Jian just thinks that if there is a gap on the ground, he must get in.

"Let it go..." Yang Jian's face turned red, half of whom was pushing back desperately and struggling to no avail, and half of whom was embarrassed and upset because he was holding a woman's posture at the moment.

After many struggles, Yang Yu, who was holding him, was very strong and burly. Yang Jian gave people a sense of embarrassment like a grasshopper pinned in his hand but was useless. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed that his forehead was beating with a veins.

Finally, Yang Jian gave up his resistance, took a deep breath, and said helplessly: "Xiao Yu...... let go... let go... hold it... hold it... hold it... but breathe!"

"Ah!" Yang Yu, who had thick lines, was startled when he heard this. He saw Yang Yu's face flushed and his tendons were squirting, as if he was going to die at any time. He was shocked and quickly let go and jumped backward. Looking at Yang Jian, who was holding his knees and inhaling greedily, scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Brother, I'm so excited, sorry."

"Ha...ha..." Yang Jian greedily swallowed and squirted the fresh air, waved his hand, Damn, this is Yang Yu, the genius of the Shi Duchy Kingdom? No matter how you look at it, they are all black King Kong with rough lines and big nerves, no, and big heads!

Thinking of this, Yang Jian suddenly twitched his mind, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind: Can the third princess of Lan Duchy Kingdom withstand this guy's toss? Don't be hugged and turned his waist into a paralysis, and then beat him to death with one shot. Wouldn't Shi Duchy Kingdom and Lan Duchy Kingdom never end up dead?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!