Chapter 62: Fierce Wild Ox

  Chen Jiu looked at the scenery outside and felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

  "Huh? Chen Yi, how did you end up sitting in the first seat? Where's Chen Jiu?" The master saw Chen Yi sitting at the first table as soon as he entered.

  Chen Yi carefully pointed to the back, and then Fuzi saw Chen Jiu with a bruised nose and swollen face. With a wave of his large sleeve, a heroic spirit surged forth, and Chen Jiu's complexion returned to normal.

  "Thank you, sir," said Chen Jiu, rising and bowing.

  "Alright, sit down and listen carefully." The master didn't ask any more questions.

  This lesson Chen Jiu was somewhat absent-minded, too many things had happened in the past few days, so many that they made Chen Jiu a bit confused.

  "Hey, hey, Chen Jiu, it's time to go to the martial arts arena. Otherwise, Master Fu's magic will land on your head again."

  "Oh dear, today is the first time performing at Wu Yuan, I wonder which gentleman it will be." Chen Jiu muttered to himself.

  Chen Yi replied, "Needless to say, it must be Xiao Yufu Zi. He has always been in charge of the Martial Arts Institute."

  Chen Jiu's face turned bitter, then he looked up at the classroom, which was almost empty: "Let's go, those guys are really not loyal, they didn't even wait for us."

  After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu hastily ran out and left Chen Yi here.

  Chao Xiao Yu's expressionless face gazed at Chen Jiu and the other students present, his voice cold and clear: "A gentleman must master the six arts. You cannot be ignorant of martial arts. The Qingyang Academy has countless ancient martial arts, and each person in the academy can choose a suitable secret book for themselves."

  Seeing the faces full of joyful expressions, Chao Xiao Yu continued: "However, each person can only choose once in their lifetime, unless it's for a great contribution to the academy, so you must be cautious".

  "After finishing, he looked at the building behind him: "Do you see that? That is our academy's scripture storage pavilion. Not only does it have the manuscripts of saints and sages from past dynasties, but also the essence of martial arts that warriors dream of obtaining. Each person only has one chance, go ahead and enter."

  After finishing speaking, Chao Xiao Yu stepped aside and the door of Cang Jing Pavilion also opened at that moment. A majestic aura emanated from within, stunning people's minds.

  Immersed in this vast and majestic true energy, Chen Jiu remained motionless.

  A group of students ran into the library, laughing and chatting, but soon lost track of each other.

  When Chen Jiuzai woke up, only Zhao Xiaoyu was staring at him steadily, and he smiled brightly at Zhao Xiaoyu.

  Chao Xiao Yu coldly snorted: "What have you realized again?"

  "I heard the undying sound of the sages of past dynasties"

  "Did you really hear it?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "Then go in." He said expressionlessly with his back to the Scripture Pavilion and facing Xiaoyu.

  Chen Jiuyi's body paused for a moment, then walked in.

  The scripture hall is very large, no, it should be extremely large. Here, there are vast oceans of books as far as the eye can see, with majestic and upright energy rising to the sky.

  "The big academy is just the big academy, this accumulation is what those small academies have been lacking for countless years."

  After a sigh, looking around everywhere but couldn't see any other students, this academy must be too big.

  "Three Yins Blade" Chen Jiupicked up an ancient book.

  This ancient book exudes a historical aura, and as the pages are lightly turned, a chilling murderous intent shoots up to the sky. With a "slap", Chen Jiu puts the Three Yin Knife back on the rack.

  "These three yin knives don't suit me."

  "Emotions entwined too softly, shedding mud and carrying water."

  "Black silk hand" is too venomous and affects one's temperament.

  “······”。

  An ancient book circulated in Chen Jiu's hands, each time he would comment on it and then pucker his mouth.

  "Hey kid, although this collection of mine may not be all top-notch, it's not bad either. How can you look at it as if it's trash?"

  Suddenly, a white-haired and ruddy-faced old man appeared out of nowhere, his eyes fixed tightly on Chen Jiu.

  Chen Jiu was shocked, this old guy's speed was really too fast, even exceeding his own reaction time.

  Chen Jiu actually knew that this old man had been paying attention to him for a while, and it was rare to find someone in the world who could escape Chen Jiu's aura sensing within thirty meters, even with the old man's extraordinary internal energy skills.

  But Chen Jiu didn't see how he appeared in front of him from over a dozen meters away. This was absolutely the work of an expert, a top-notch expert.

  "Excuse me, sir?"

  The old man stroked his beard: "I am a nameless person, sorting out the classics in this library. I just saw you being arrogant and not putting these secret books in your eyes, so I was angry in my heart."

  Chen Jiulian smiled lightly and put the secret book back on the shelf: "The junior is not saying that these secret books are bad, but they are not suitable for me. To practice martial arts, one must lay down a solid foundation. These methods are good, but for me, they are slightly insufficient."

  "Alright, alright, you arrogant young man, I'd like to see how capable you are. I have here an ancient original manual that has been passed down through the ages. If you can convince me, I'll let you take a look at it for three days on my own initiative."

  Chen Jiuxin's heart stirred, the ancient mysterious book, no matter what it was, was absolutely not simple, and the products of the ancient times were definitely high-quality.

  "Isn't three days too hasty?"

  "For three days" the old man cut off the iron road: "You are not proud and arrogant, just give you three days to contemplate, I want to see if you have that talent".

  Chen Jiu walked slowly, his mind racing with thoughts, looking at the old man's aura which was not that of an ordinary person.

  Qin Xian Yang's praise of beauty gallops through the ages, Qin Xian Yang's great aspiration.

  Duke of Jin's banner waves gently, Fen River flows into a long stream.

  God and Gong Zhongjie, born to be a pair of mandarin ducks.

  Qingyun was self-sufficient, while Xucheng alone promoted You.

  The imperial historian's style is getting stronger, and the official documents are being revised repeatedly.

  The swallows' nests are built on the beams of the vermilion mansion, while the hawks and falcons perch on the green jade terraces in autumn.

  Three things come and go, flying sounds bow to five marquises.

  The military book presents the best plan, and the court discusses borrowing from previous preparations.

  With solemn pace they proceed to court, with dignified air they lead the Emperor's chariot.

  With one wave of his flag, the Russians retreated, and a thousand miles of worries were again divided.

  Not changing the appointment of Tang water, still passing on Yanzi's fur coat.

  Ballads rise with the fan, banners follow the sound of the carriage.

  The county and national rivers wind around, the valleys and fields are vast and secluded.

  The land connects Yao and Tai, the mountain faces Yu and Qingzhou.

  The boat sails upstream in spring, and at Qin's pavilion, worries come with the late sun.

  Ruins when Shao Hao, hanging image forcing Kui Luo.

  Just as I met Qingjian, I was delighted to throw it into darkness.

  The courtesy of offering a seat is returned with a polite inquiry about the well-being of the host's family.

  Delighted to accompany you on your journey, I humbly offer these fine words in return.

  Watching chess to know the outcome of war, exploring the elephant to meet the underworld search.

  Gaze and listen to the boundless emotions, blending and merging with kindness without end.

  Only respond with silence, rather than ask about rise and fall.

  As soon as this poem came out, the old man fell silent, as if he was immersed in that atmosphere.

  "What great ambition!" A divine light flashed in the old man's eyes. "Not bad, not bad, young people should have such ambition, ambitions that reach for the clouds."

  "Mr. Chen was wrong to praise him." Chen bowed once.

  "Follow me," Lao said as he turned and walked away.

  Looking at this extraordinary bookshelf, the old man slowly opened it, and a leather-bound ancient book appeared before his eyes.

  Boom, Chen Jiu was suddenly dizzy, a vast and ancient aura instantly filled Chen Jiu's mind, as if he saw a giant wild ox laughing proudly in the ancient wilderness, its voice echoing through eternity.

  The divine seed moved slightly, and the ancient aura was instantly absorbed by it. The seed underwent a subtle change that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

  As Chen Jiu's eyes gradually cleared up, the old man smiled lightly and praised: "Good mind".

  "Sir, what is this?" Chen Jiu asked in puzzlement.

  "This is a book made from genuine ancient mammoth skin, with the mighty power of mammoths that can kill and write."

  Looking at Chen Jiu's astonished eyes, the old man said with satisfaction: "This fierce cow power is created by that great ability to fight against the fierce cow and create the most powerful martial arts foundation method".

  "What kind of power did humans have in ancient times? Even this powerful wild ox can be killed." Chen's eyes showed a hint of admiration.

  But soon Chen Jiu thought of the battle where he created the Heaven's Way, that shocking and earth-shaking war, in which heaven and earth were both crippled, countless powerful beings suffered a calamity, compared to that great war, this wild ox was really not worth mentioning.

  "Hmm, you little guy has some skills, to be able to regain your composure so quickly. I'm impressed! When I saw this rough leather back then, it took me three whole months to calm down. You're better than me!"

  After finishing speaking, the old man handed the Meng Niu Jing to Chen Jiu: "You just watch here, remember, you only have three days of enlightenment time".

  Chen nodded nine times, and the old man disappeared without a trace again.

  "What a world this is, moving mountains and seas, shattering the void, capturing stars and moons. This is the life I want, I want to live forever, I want to be immortal, I want to transcend heaven and earth." Chen Jiu was constantly shouting in his heart, and the Divine Seed was changing again amidst the turmoil of his divine spirit.