Jizhou College.
Huxin Pavilion.
A four-year-old child stood aside with a bruised nose and a swollen face, looking down at his toes. His nose was dripping with snot, and he sucked it into his stomach from time to time, and smacked his lips, for fear of soiling the clean floor.
This child is wearing a martial arts flat gown from the Martial Arts Palace, with yellow characters embroidered on the chest.
It was Huang Tianhua, Huang Feihu's eldest son.
On the lounge chairs in the Huxin Pavilion, a middle-aged man and a young man were lying, with their legs crossed, almost maintaining the same chic posture.
"Sir, if you had come a few days earlier, this naughty boy would not have demolished dozens of houses in Jizhou Academy."
"No one in the Martial Arts Palace can control him."
Chen Jizhen sighed.
Those on the recliners were Su Changqing and Chen Jizhen.
After Su Changqing left Zhangshui, he went directly to Jizhou Academy. He glanced at Huang Tianhua, smiled, and said: "Write down every plant and tree for me, and ask his father to pay for it all. The price has to be tripled no matter what." .”
Chen Jizhen nodded, agreeing with this method.
When Huang Tianhua heard this, his eyes lit up and he said, "Let my father pay? That's great! From now on, little grandpa, I will demolish the house every day. Will my father have to pay a lot of money?"
Bang!
Huang Tianhua uttered an ouch and was knocked hundreds of feet away, before falling into the lake with a thud.
Su Changqing curled his lips: "Old Chen, is this the child you teach?"
Chen Jizhen stroked his beard and said thoughtfully: "Master, God's words may be feasible."
Su Changqing:?
He saw Chen Jizhen stretching out her fingers to calculate, and said with a smile on her face:
"Triple compensation, no matter what, we won't suffer any loss."
"If you demolish it and build it, then build it and demolish it, won't the money come?"
Su Changqing was speechless for a moment.
"Old Chen, you have to remember your identity. You are the headmaster of Jizhou Academy, not the boss of Changqing Company."
Chen Jizhen waved her hand and said, "Young Master, what you said is wrong. Which of the profitable businesses of Changqing Company is not the creation of my Jizhou Academy?"
"The way of a merchant is also knowledge, as you said, young master."
"Your written economics book is the most widely circulated book in the academy. The old man Song who came to Chaoge is still thinking about it all day and night."
Su Changqing almost forgot about Song Yiren. Counting the days, it was almost time for Jiang Ziya to go down the mountain.
He sighed and said:
"Every time I don't agree to your unreasonable demands, you make a lot of excuses."
"Huang Tianhua's father is kind and his son is filial, which has nothing to do with me."
"Just go with it."
Chen Jizhen chuckled.
When you are a mountain leader, you can't just go out but not go in.
He decided.
In the future, when a powerful person sends an heir, he must first ask for a huge donation.
To show sincerity.
At this time.
Huang Tianhua, who was soaked all over, swam over again, climbed up to the Huxin Pavilion, and continued to stand next to Su Changqing, bowing his head and thinking about his past.
Chen Jizhen was a little uncomfortable seeing Huang Tianhua being so well-behaved.
Young Master is too cruel.
Half of the mountain in the distance was broken into pieces.
Su Changqing was very curious as to whether Huang Feihu was a cultivator.
if not.
The next time their father and son meet, I'm afraid it will be very exciting.
This naughty kid had obviously been beaten a lot by his own father when he was young, and his motivation for practicing martial arts in the past six months was to go back and take revenge.
Among the gods, Huang Tianhua is not yet among those with the strongest luck.
Huang Tianhua's martial arts talent is already so high, how strong should Lei Zhenzi and Nezha be?
Su Changqing glanced at Huang Tianhua and couldn't help but think of Li Jing, who had benefited a lot from him.
Nezha is about to be born.
Chen Jizhen: "Master, do you have any interesting stories to share with your subordinates?"
Su Changqing coughed, suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and got ready to do business. With a wave of his magic power, his own pen, ink, paper and inkstone flew in front of him, and soon several volumes of innate martial arts fell into his hands.
"These days, I have come up with a name for those who practice martial arts, and I call them warriors. The warriors who have just started to practice martial arts are called acquired warriors. After the realm breaks through and the true energy is condensed, they are the innate warriors."
Su Changqing handed several volumes of books to Chen Jizhen.
"This is the martial arts chapter of the innate realm."
These books are "Martial Arts True Sutra Heart Method" and "Ten Thousand Trees Rejuvenation Kung Fu" on cultivating innate true energy; there are also innate martial arts "Innate Tai Chi", "Innate Bajiquan", "Innate Five Birds Dharma", "Innate Five Birds Dharma", "Innate Golden Light Jue".
The acquired human breathing method has been completely deduced by him into martial arts internal skills and mental methods, and the true energy produced by the practice is comparable to the same level of magic power.
Even more domineering.
If this reasoning continues, one day, one weapon can defeat all methods.
In addition, he also integrated the Taoist Golden Light Divine Mantra from his previous life with the Golden Bell Cover and derived a new technique.
Innate Golden Light Jue.
This martial art can use the true energy to condense various golden light magical powers, which can be transformed into a whip or a sword. It is unpredictable and is no longer limited to a golden bell.
With his current understanding, he could actually comprehend more martial arts. However, the immortal tribulation was imminent, and his comprehension was interrupted by the patrolling Yaksha, so he could only temporarily shelve the plan.
"The innate realm?"
When Huang Tianhua saw the innate martial arts in Chen Jizhen's hand, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he said a Chao Ge saying.
The snot ran down to my toes, but I didn't care anymore.
"Grandpa Shanzhang, is this the follow-up martial arts technique?"
Huang Tianhua stared closely at the book in Chen Jizhen's hand, his eyes shining.
Rebellious light.
Chen Jizhen stood up as she waved her robe, took over the martial arts skills of the Xiantian Martial Realm from Su Changqing's hands, then bowed in salute and made a long bow.
"Ji Zhen is a student of Jizhou and a member of the Jizhou people. I thank you, Young Master."
Huang Tianhua shook his nose, and he also imitated Chen Jizhen's bow and said:
"Tianhua is a student of Jizhou and a human race of Jizhou. I thank you, Young Master."
Su Changqing glanced at him: "Go away and practice."
Huang Tianhua ran away happily to tell others the good news.
Su Changqing looked away from Huang Tianhua, took the fine green tea brought by the maid, took a sip, and then asked:
"How is the progress of the disciples of the Martial Arts Palace?"
Upon hearing this question, Chen Jizhen immediately became interested and clearly had something to say in her heart.
"Master Qi, there are currently more than 300 disciples in the Martial Arts Palace. They are all martial arts wizards who have been selected into the palace in Jizhou."
"Their cultivation levels have all reached the middle stage of the day after tomorrow, and many of them have shown signs of breakthrough."
"but……"
"But what?"
"However, there are still many good talents in the Changqing Escort Bureau and the Jizhou Army. However, Miss Hongzhong and General Zheng Lun blocked them and prevented the Martial Arts Palace from taking them. Alas..."
Su Changqing looked at Chen Jizhen sighing, laughed, and said angrily:
"There are tens of millions of people in Jizhou, and schools in the countryside have been built everywhere. Are you still thinking of robbing people from the escort bureaus and military regions?"
"Hongzhong and Zheng Lun declined politely because of your reputation, Chen Jizhen. If someone else had gone there, they would have been beaten back."
After speaking, he added two more sentences.
"If they don't steal your people, just have fun secretly."
"There is money to be made in the escort agency and the army, so recruiting people is not easier than in the academy."
When Chen Jizhen heard this, her expression changed in shock.
He immediately took Su Changqing's words to heart.
There is indeed an advantage to having money.
He whispered in his mind.
perhaps.
From now on, when Jizhou Academy recruits martial arts geniuses, it will also need to provide some subsidies.
Of course, Su Changqing didn't know that in just half an hour's conversation, the concepts of study fees and scholarships had already been born in Chen Jizhen's mind.
Thinking of the tragedy of Conferring God, he couldn't help but stand up, looked at the Martial Arts Palace hanging high on the cliff, and said:
"Ji Zhen, tell this class of martial arts palace disciples."
"They are the first group of warriors to leave the martial arts palace, and they are also the first group of innate warriors to break through in the history of the human race."
"Human martial arts is a practice that goes forward courageously and has no retreat."
"Their practice will probably not bring them glory or wealth, but it will cause their blood to spill on the battlefield and die in the wilderness."
"Without this awareness, there is no need to continue practicing."
The human race is just a corner of the wilderness.
In the vast and endless wilderness, there are countless incense spirits who want to come to the human world to practice.
Hundreds of millions, even tens of billions.
As long as the human race cannot change its status in the wild world.
The God-Slaying War cannot end.
Moreover.
It's hard to say whether Jizhou can safely escape the catastrophe of becoming a god.
If you can't escape.
Good or evil is unpredictable.
