Chapter 55 Holy Dialogue

The horse ran, a few wisps of smoke and dust, a few wisps of missing, Chu Yang took advantage of the afterglow of the sunset and flashed past the endless official road.

On the second day, a person who surprised everyone came to the Chu family, that is, Chu Yang. Originally, Chu Yang should not come back so soon, but now he is already a holy warrior. He can use qi. He acts on the dark horse. The speed of the dark horse naturally speeds up and controls the qi to relieve the dark horse. The fatigue makes the dark horse not know how to be tired at all.

"Third brother, why did you come back?" Chu Zhuang was practicing boxing casually in the courtyard of the Chu family. When he saw Chu Yang coming back, he immediately said in surprise.

"Ha ha, I'll come back to see everyone." Chu Yang smiled and said.

"Hey.. It's not a deserter, is it? Chu Zhuang didn't believe that Chu Yang came back to see it so simply and smiled maliciously.

"Escape from your head!" Chu Yang rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"Haha, are you kidding? Did you come back with some military information?" Chu Zhuang laughed and asked.

"Surely, the Holy Tiger Army defeated the Qin and Han armies in the Great Plains and went straight north to attack Yanjing." Chu Yang said.

"So fast, the Holy Tiger Army is really strong. Dad and uncle's army is still fighting, but I guess it will be soon." Chu Zhuang was surprised by the speed of the Holy Tiger Army and said with wide eyes.

"Ha ha, you practice. I'll meet Xinlan." Chu Yang patted Chu Zhuang on the shoulder and wanted to walk to the inner courtyard.

"Hey! You little perggar." Chu Zhuang curled his lips and despised.

Chuyang, who was anxious, still heard Chu Zhuang's contempt. Several dodges came to the west wing room and looked at Xinlan's house. Chu Yang was not in a hurry to enter, but stood outside the door and looked into the house.

In the room, Xinlan sat on the table, lowered her head, and an embroidered needle in her hand flew up and down, as if she was embroidered with something.

Chuyang is now a holy martial artist. He controlled his breath in an extremely subtle state and gently walked into the room and came behind Xinlan. Maybe Xinlan was too serious to know that someone came behind her and embroidered it very seriously.

At a fixed look, Chu Yang smiled happily, because Xinlan embroidered a painting. In a clear river, two mandarin ducks snuggled each other, which was very ambiguous. One of them had rusted, and the second tail was not rusty. He calmly looked at Xinlan with a line and embroidered it seriously. Chu Yang did not come out. Sound.

At this moment, a sound broke the tranquility, and Chu Zhuang ran in and shouted, "Third brother! Third brother!"

Suddenly looking up, Xinlan smiled and said, "Second brother, what are you shouting?"

"Oh, I'm looking for my third brother." Chu Zhuang smiled at Chu Yang and said.

"Chuyang no..." Before Xinlan finished her words, she saw Chu Zhuang's eyes and couldn't help looking back. Suddenly, her delicate jade hand covered her mouth, because he saw a longing face.

With a brow, Chu Yang was a little unhappy. He smiled apologetically at Xinlan and asked Chu Zhuang, "What's the matter?

Chu Zhuang also found that something didn't seem to be wrong. He scratched his head shyly and said, "I didn't mean to, but my ancestors let you go there."

staring at Chu Zhuang, Chu Yang said to Xinlan, "Wait for me, I'll be back immediately."

"Ye." Xinlan knew about Dali and nodded gently.

After saying goodbye to Xinlan, Chu Yang and Chu Zhuang walked to the study together. Where did Chu Zhenjiang wait?

As soon as he entered, Chu Yang only saw his ancestors' calm face and unhappy faces. He didn't even raise his eyelids for the arrival of the two.

"Ancestors?" Chu Yang shouted.

"Chu Zhuang, you go out first." Chu Zhenjiang said without raising his head.

"Yes." Chu Zhuang turned around and left, and closed the door by the way.

"Chuyang, I know why I came to you." Chu Zhenjiang raised his eyes and asked.

"It should be a matter of military affairs." Chu Yang guessed.

"Well, how can I not know the military situation? You set up a strange battle on the battlefield, that is, I amaze you with this talent, but how did you come back? You should know the purpose of calling you to the battlefield." Chu Zhenjiang was slightly angry and said to Chu Yang.

"Eh." Chu Yang was stunned, and his emotional ancestors misunderstood him.

"Ancestors, I have already..." Chu Yang explained eagerly.

"Well, stop talking about the battle of the Holy Tiger Army. Why hasn't Ji Chen reported the military situation these two days?" Chu Zhenjiang interrupted Chu Yang's words with a wave of his hand and changed the topic and asked.

Chu Yang was stunned, and his words were interrupted. It was very uncomfortable, but that was the ancestor, and it was not easy to refute. At present, he said, "The Holy Tiger Army has defeated the millions of troops of Qin and Han, and it will swing north."

"Oh? Ji Chen is really not simple! Haha." Chu Zhenjiang immediately laughed.

His face changed and he seemed to remember something. He sank his face and said to Chu Yang, "Although the Holy Tiger Army has won, you shouldn't come back. Why don't you attack Yanjing with the Holy Tiger Army?"

Chu Yang was not angry with Chu Zhenjiang's words. He knew that his ancestors were actually not as good as him. At this time, he said respectfully, "Ancestors, I have stepped into the holy level. In order not to cause trouble for the Chu family, I chose to come back."

Chu Zhenjiang was about to scold Chu Yang for making an excuse, but after a moment, he immediately took back the words and pointed to Chu Yang's hand trembled, "What are you talking about?" Holy level?"

Chu Yang didn't understand why his ancestors suddenly became like this when he thought about being steady, but he nodded seriously and said, "Yes, holy level, I can fly in the air."

The biggest feature of holy warriors is that they can fly. Since Chu Yang said so, there should be no fakes, but how can they enter the holy level so quickly? This is completely beyond Chu Zhenjiang's expectation.

With a straight face, Chu Zhenjiang said seriously, "Do it."

Chu Yang was helpless and said to himself, "The ancestors don't seem to believe me."

Pressing down with his hands casually, Chu Yang suddenly stood up from the ground and stood in the air more than one meter from the ground in a casual posture.

Chu Zhenjiang's eyes suddenly glowed, and his excited mouth trembled a little, as if he had entered the holy level. "Get down."

Chu Yang slowly fell down and stood gently on the ground with his feet.

"Good! Good boy, he deserves to be the descendant of my Chu Zhenjiang, good! Haha." Chu Zhenjiang laughed happily, and there was no longer any sense of blame in his eyes looking at Chu Yang. "What does the 17-year-old holy martial artist mean? It means that the Chu family has been strong for 500 years, and this seven-year-old little guy has an unlimited future. Maybe he could have been 3,000 years ago, those The above are the skills of people who enter the heaven and the earth.

The 17-year-old holy warrior was too shocked. Chu Yang was a nine-level warrior. At the age of 17, although Chu Zhenjiang was surprised, he was not excited, because there have been many seven-level martial artists at the age of 17 years, but those people were all 30 years old or older. Entering the holy level, stepping into the sacred level does not rely on cultivation, but on luck and an epiphany, which is worth the decades of hard practice of others.

You know, he is an 18-year-old ninth-level martial artist, but he didn't step into the holy level until he was 30 years old. He experienced the pain of being stuck in a bottleneck, but Chu Yang actually stepped into the holy level for two months. How could this not make him excited?

"Sit down, I'll blame you wrong, haha." Chu Zhenjiang saw that Chu Yang was still standing and quickly shouted to sit down.

Shaking his head helplessly, Chu Yang said to himself, "The ancestors are actually similar to a child."

Chu Zhenjiang smiled and asked, "Yang'er, what power do you understand?"

"Ancestor, what I realized seems to be the spirit of war." Chu Yang replied.

Chu Zhenjiang's eyebrows shook, and his face remained unchanged, but his heart was full of joy. When he stepped into the holy level, he also understood the will to fight and knew the strength of this power.

Life is endless, and the battle is endless, like a river breaking the embankment, fierce and uncontrollable. This is the fighting spirit.

"Yes, it's good. Practice well and have a future." Although Chu Zhenjiang was happy, people like him knew that they could stop and not praise too much, so as not to make Chu Yang proud, which was fatal to the progress of martial arts.

"Chu Yang will follow the teachings of his ancestors." Chu Yang looked at the words and said to himself, "It seems that this power is not very powerful."

"Ye, the road of martial arts is endless. Just make progress while maintaining stability and don't be greedy. Martial arts are the most taboo to be proud and complacent. Remember." Chu Zhenjiang said.

"Chu Yang keeps it in mind." Chu Yang clearly understands the meaning of Chu Zhenjiang and said respectfully.

"En, since you have stepped into the holy level, come with me to Yanjing." Chu Zhenjiang nodded, with endless fighting spirit in his eyes, and got up to look north.