Five years have passed by like a fleeting moment!

In the past five years, Changsheng not only carefully studied the martial arts books in the library, but also roughly read through the books on other doctrines.

At this time, the twelve-year-old Changsheng was already convinced that as he grew older, his mental power became much stronger, and his memory reached the point of photographic memory. He could read a book twice at most and he could recite it by heart!

With this kind of special ability that is almost abnormal, the subjects prepared by the academy for young children will naturally not be a problem for immortality!

Whether it is philosophy, history, mathematics or engineering, Changsheng has learned a lot after serious study. Even the languages ​​​​that Changsheng is not good at have mastered English, Japanese and French. Especially for English, even several foreign languages ​​​​are mastered.

Children, I'm afraid, may not necessarily have immortality.

For this reason, Changsheng secretly murmured in his heart that even if he was expelled from the Mo family at this time, he could still find a good job with the knowledge he had!

As for martial arts, Changsheng still cannot practice internal martial arts, but his understanding of external martial arts is rare among the youngest sons in the academy.

Moreover, Changsheng used the zhenqi left in his body by Gongshuye to develop a set of hard qigong. Although Changsheng has not tested it, in terms of attack power and ability to withstand blows, among the young boys, Changsheng is definitely one of them.

The best!

But even hard qigong requires continuous improvement of one's own inner strength, otherwise it will become a pond without a source, and it will eventually dry up. For this reason, longevity is also a bit distressed, and I read books and tips day and night, just to

In order to find a way to repair the meridians.

After five years of hard training, Chang Sheng knew all the advantages, disadvantages and dismantling methods of all the martial arts books in the library, and after understanding them, he also gained some insights of his own!

However, in the past five years, Changsheng has discovered a puzzling point, that is, after falling into sleep, he can actually feel the surrounding situation clearly, even a little clearer than when he is awake.

In this way, Chang Sheng demonstrated the martial arts he had learned in his dream, and his understanding of martial arts became more profound. If someone saw Chang Sheng sleeping, they would find that Chang Sheng in his sleep danced and gestured, as if

When practicing martial arts...

Ever since he saw Chang Sheng's grappling techniques, Feng Jue immediately admired him and asked Chang Sheng for advice. Chang Sheng didn't have any hidden ideas and taught Feng Jue all the grappling techniques he had learned.

Under the guidance of Chang Sheng, Feng Jue used his inner strength and large and small grappling skills, and his martial arts attainments continued to improve, and he had few opponents in the competition with young boys of the same age.

How could Jiang Xueyi let go of such a good thing so easily? Naturally, he fought hard to ask for advice. However, Changsheng did not agree to Jiang Xueyi's request. It was not because the relationship between the two was not good, but because the relationship was too good!

After careful consideration, Changsheng felt that Jiang Xueyi was not suitable for this kind of grappling technique. Instead, he expressed his understanding and opinions about Wing Chun. Jiang Xueyi originally had a high level of understanding, and after Changsheng's guidance, he learned about Wing Chun.

Also progressing by leaps and bounds, thousands of miles with each passing day!

After competing with Ling Feng five years ago, although Ling Feng was not at a disadvantage, he did not take any advantage. The two blond followers were not Chang Sheng's opponents. Therefore, all the younger sons who had ridiculed Chang Sheng were afraid of Chang Sheng's tyranny.

With his outer sect skills, he did not make any more provocative moves...

On this day, after Changsheng got up and freshened up, Jiang Xueyi and Feng Jue had already knocked on the door, followed by the African Gewa!

Changsheng let the three of them into the house and asked doubtfully, "What are you doing here so early?"

"You guy who never attends classes!" Jiang Xueyi smiled lightly and pointed her finger at Changsheng. "You spend every day in the library. Don't you know that our classes in the academy are over? Moreover, Gwa has to go back too.

Africa!”

"Huh? So soon?" Changsheng had never paid attention to the young children's courses in the academy. He only knew that the next big competition was about to begin, and this was what he was thinking about these days!

"Isn't it?" Nowadays, Gewa's Chinese is very standard, and he and Feng Jue Jiang Xueyi are getting familiar with each other day by day. Sitting on the chair next to him, he leisurely replied, "Young foreigners like us, except for one aspect, are extremely...

Apart from being proficient, there is no chance of staying in the Mohist General Hospital..."

Changsheng naturally understands that the Mohist culture is rigorous and harsh, and ordinary young sons are not qualified to enter the inner sect, let alone these foreign young sons, cultivating and training them is just to meet the needs of the foreign outer sect!

"When did this happen?" Changsheng asked casually.

"As far as I know, Dean Gu has informed us young foreigners that we will return to our respective countries in a week to serve in the outer courtyard where we are..."

Changsheng nodded secretly, not knowing what to say!

"Although I also want to stay in the Mo family, this is impossible..." Gwa's expression dimmed slightly and he said, "I hope you have time to come to my hometown, and I will entertain you well...

..."

"I remember your hometown is Angola!"

"yes......"

"It's going to be a big competition soon..." Feng Jue took over and replied, "Our courses have also ended. The next step is to participate in the big competition. If you dare to challenge the inner sect and succeed, you will enter the inner sect."

Nine disciplines of training! If you fail, you will be assigned to the Twelve Guards of the Mohist Family. You will practice martial arts at a higher level while waiting for the next big competition..."

I’ve heard of the Twelve Guards of the Mohist Family, Changsheng!

It is said that the twelve outer courtyards guarding the inner gate of the Mohist family, surrounding the nine inner gates, are the most powerful among all the outer gates. They are named after the heavenly stems and earthly branches, and are known as the twelve guards of heaven and earth. They are also the main courtyard of the Mohist family.

A commendation for guarding the nine inner gates!

The Twelve Guards are Jiazi, Jiachen, and Jiashen Shangwei. They are the strongest and are located in the directions of 11, 12, and 1.0 of the Inner Nine Gates, guarding the most critical passes of the Inner Nine Gates.

The remaining nine guards of Chouyi, Bingyin, Dingmao, Jichen, Gengsi, Xinwu, Renwei, Bingyou and Guixu are scattered around the inner nine gates. Each guard guards a pass. Not only is he powerful

, and has very modern guard facilities!

But what kind of facility it is, only the Bo elders and above in the entire Mo family know it, and the ordinary disciples don't know!

Changsheng nodded and asked, "If there are no accidents, we will also be assigned to the Twelve Guards... However, have you ever thought about trying to challenge the sons of the Inner Nine Sect?"

"Haha..." Feng Jue couldn't help but smile bitterly!

"Are you kidding me? Changsheng, you haven't woken up yet, have you?" Jiang Xueyi curled her lips and said, "Although those sons of the inner sect are the least cultivated among the nine inner sects, they have also practiced for many years.

How can our understanding of internal and external martial arts be comparable to that of young boys like us who are just getting started? Hey... Changsheng, don’t you want a challenge?"

"I'm just talking!" Changsheng joked casually, then changed the subject and asked, "Now, why do you come to me?"

"What else can I do? I finally don't have to go to class. Of course I want to go out for a walk. We are all ready. You should pack up quickly!" Jiang Xueyi then remembered the purpose and urged Changsheng!

"What are you packing?" Changsheng saw Feng Jue carrying a small burden and asked curiously, "What is Brother Feng carrying in his bag?"

"It's not Xueyi!" Feng Jue glanced at Jiang Xueyi and said, "It's hard to say that we don't have any homework, so you took me and you to go out for a picnic. We are carrying oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other condiments here!"

"Hey, is it just my responsibility?"

"Okay, okay, I think so too, okay!" Feng Jue rolled his eyes and said in a solemn tone, "After participating in the competition, young foreigners like Gewa have to return to their country, and we also have to go home and have a look.

, I’m afraid it will take more than a month to return to the mountain, why don’t we get together..."

Chang Sheng nodded in a funny way. He had nothing to pack, so he took off his self-defense dagger from the wall, followed the three of them out of the room, and walked towards the back mountain!

After the homework was over, all the young boys had some leisure time. Some began to seriously consider their whereabouts, and some were preparing to go home to visit their relatives after observing the competition. Along the way, there were young boys wandering around, gathering together in twos and threes.

Climbing the back mountain, the four of them saw the Twelve Mysterious Palace Tower at close range. Against the backdrop of the rising sun, the Twelve Mysterious Palace Tower looked even more majestic and majestic, just like a high-level warrior standing on the top of the mountain and scanning all living beings!

The four of them crossed the Twelve Mysterious Palace Towers and ran towards the rolling mountains. Jiang Xueyi walked at the front and turned back to Changsheng and said, "Changsheng, I hear your tone. Do you really want to challenge the inner sect?"

Come on!"

"I want to give it a try..." Changsheng thought for a while and replied without any further concealment.

Jiang Xueyi moved her lips, but suddenly thought that there was something different between Changsheng and herself!

Although I don’t know why Changsheng was left behind in the main hospital, it is always true that Changsheng cannot practice the internal martial arts. Now the cultivation of the younger sons is still shallow, and Changsheng can still take advantage of practicing kung fu from the outside. When the young sons master the internal martial arts,

Learning and cultivating to such a high level is definitely not comparable to external martial arts.

Therefore, Jiang Xueyi put herself in his shoes and understood that Chang Sheng wanted to enter the inner gate and find a way to repair his own meridians!

However, although those sons are not elites in the inner nine sects, they have at least practiced in the Mohist family for more than ten years. None of them are easy-going people. How can the twelve-year-old Changsheng succeed in the challenge?

Thinking of this, Jiang Xueyi didn't answer the call. While she was worried about Chang Sheng, she also had some inexplicable thoughts. They had known Chang Sheng for more than five years, and the relationship between the three of them was pretty good, but she still felt like she couldn't see through Chang Sheng.

a feeling of!

Whether it was Chang Sheng's ability to control all kinds of small animals, his thinking and mental maturity, or his speed in reading and his understanding of martial arts, Jiang Xueyi felt confused. This person was two or three years younger than him.

Changsheng is really a monster of evildoer level!

Perhaps this evil monster has the slightest possibility of overthrowing the inner sect...

The four of them came to a densely forested mountain. Changsheng, who had stronger mental power, easily got a few pheasants. After washing them, the four of them sprinkled the pheasants with oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and other seasonings.

Make a fire and roast!

Not long after, bursts of aroma wafted out, and the four of them held back their salivation. Without waiting for the pheasant to be completely roasted, they tore off a piece of chicken leg and started to eat it without any image.

For the past five years, most of the time in the academy, turnips and greens have been eaten. Only on special occasions such as festivals or Mozi’s birthday, will there be a hint of meaty smell!

The four of them had not known the taste of meat for a long time and did not care about the image. They fought to eat the pheasant until only the bones were left. They lay down crookedly and caressed their bellies, murmuring happily...
Chapter completed!