Before Hong Shen entered the door, a gleam broke out in Hong Shengri's eyes. He rushed from behind the desk to the door, staring at his tiger's eyes and said happily: "Hong Yin, your realm has improved?!"

When you reach the third grade of the show, every step of improvement is extremely difficult. In addition to accumulating a large amount of resources, your own efforts are also essential. However, even if all these are perfect, those who cannot be improved will still be dozens of times more than those who break the level.

Therefore, Hong Shen was promoted to the middle stage of the third-grade saint show, and even Hong Shengri was very happy.

Hong Shen felt Mr. Hong’s concern, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He bowed and replied: “Yes, General, this time it’s really thanks to Mr. Yu.”

Hong Shengri was stunned: "What does it have to do with him?"

Hong Shen said the process of his breakthrough, and Hong Shengri's brows also frowned.

"It must be Young Master Yu who secretly helped me..."

"Nonsense!" Hong Shengri laughed and cursed: "You don't know what level of that little beast is? What ability does he have to help a third-grade saint show his saint?"

Hong Shen also felt that what he said just now was a little problem. He thought for a while and said, "General, my subordinates think that Young Master Yu has either been hiding his strength before or has had some experience recently."

Hong Shengri shook his head and said, "Hidden strength? Think about what he has done over the years, it is not hiding strength. It is obviously trying to anger me, the old man."

Hong Shenmoran said nothing.

Hong Shengri continued: "It should be that he has had some recent adventure, which is probably related to the last injury. This kind of adventure is very amazing. I am afraid that he has helped you once without knowing it."

Hong Shengri has experienced many battles and is knowledgeable. A simple analysis is to be inseparable from all kinds of things.

Hong Shen said excitedly: "General, there is someone in the Hong family!"

Hong Shengri was delighted, and then he felt calm again, shook his head and said, "Even if he had an opportunity, it depends on whether that boy became a weapon. If he had been like that before... the greater his power, the greater the disaster he would have, alas."

Hong Shen vaguely felt that the changes Mr. Yu’s past two days should not be the same as before. However, the general was too disappointed in Mr. Yu over the years, and now he no longer dared to hold too much hope.

Hong Shengri thought for a while and said, "This matter is strictly confidential and don't publicize anything."

Hong Shen nodded: "Don't worry, General, I understand."

The Hong family was unable to stop the situation of falling in the sky, which was good news for many people in the Daxia Dynasty. However, Hong Yu suddenly changed from a useless second-generation ancestor to an adventure genius, and he would definitely be able to strongly curb the decline of the Hong family, which many people would not want to see.

Once this news is leaked, it will attract a large number of hostility towards Hong Yu in the short term.

...

In the library, time passed by rapidly. Every time Hong Yu read a book, a golden light would merge into his mind. Hong Yu had unknowingly read all ten thousand books on the four floors of the entire building.

He closed the last book, raised his head, and suddenly realized that he had seen all the buildings!

At the moment this thought came out, the ancient demon elephant totem in the Tianquan acupoint roared to the sky, and a powerful dark golden energy suddenly emanated, quickly wandering in the meridians of the left arm.

The novice magic image remained motionless, allowing the ancient demonic elephant totem to roar like thunder.

But Hong Yu had a clear understanding: in his meridians, there was still a novice monk’s Dharma-like appearance as respected!

No matter how great the ancient magic elephant totem is, it is always just a corner and dare not rush the dark gold martial arts energy out of the left arm.

However, Hong Yu was surprised to find that his left arm was getting stronger and stronger. After nine cycles of dark gold and martial arts, his arm had already emitted a faint light.

Looking at myself, I saw a ferocious phantom of the ancient magic elephant head emerging from the faint light. My eyes were blood red, like the hell demon fire burning the soul.

A pair of huge ears covered his shoulders like a magical armor that never breaks through battle.

The thick and powerful elephant trunk and scimitar-like serrated ivory are wrapped around the arms, like a huge tattoo.

A trace of enlightenment arose in Hong Yu's heart: If you continue practicing in this way, perhaps one day, your left arm will have the power of an ancient demonic elephant!

After nine cycles, the ancient magic elephant totem gradually calmed down, and he roared in dissatisfaction, his body shrank, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The power on Hong Yu's left arm began to slowly withdraw from his muscles and bloodlines, hiding into his bone marrow.

Before this power was completely disappeared, Hong Yu looked up and saw the pillar of the wooden building. This pillar supported the weight of the entire wooden building. It was the thickness of the person. It was iron rock produced in the cold forest in the north, and its hardness was comparable to that of pig iron.

Hong Yu stretched out his left hand and pressed the pillar. The hard iron rock wood easily left a deep palm print!

Hong Yu himself was shocked. He knew that his left arm had incredible power, but he didn't expect that it would be so incredible! It was simply shocking!

The ancient demon elephant totem in the sleeping sleep turned over and roared softly, as if expressing dissatisfaction with Hong Yu's underestimation of the power of the ancient divine beast.

The novice Dharma image was still unmoved, but Hong Yu also felt that it was a little different from before. The massive basic knowledge of martial arts also caused some changes in this novice Dharma image, but Hong Yu had not discovered it yet.

The power of the left arm was quickly disappearing into the bone marrow. In about one stick of incense, the right side of his left arm was dull. However, when Hong Yu moved his mind, he could feel a terrible force, with an urge to destroy the world, and was about to burst out from the depths of the bone marrow!

He smiled with satisfaction, set up a bookshelf, blocking the part where Tieyanmu was pressed by himself, so as not to be shocked, and then walked downstairs.

When I arrived at the first floor, I looked back at the collection of books that looked like mountains and seas, and suddenly a thought came to my mind. The level of these classics is too low, and there is no way to knock out the wooden fish and bricks, but the higher-level ones can be. I seem to still remember a passage of "Nine Yin Sutra" and "Nine Yang Sutra", but I wonder if I can knock out what I can?

As soon as this thought came out, it grew wildly like wild weeds, and he wanted to try it out immediately.

In the last life, the Internet brought infinite possibilities. The legendary divine martial arts "Nine Yin True Sutra" and "Nine Yang True Sutra" can also be found online! As a martial arts fan, Hong Yu once carefully read these two classics, but he really can remember some of them.

But the authenticity of these two books is really worth discussing.

Thinking that the authenticity of these two books was not certain, Hong Yu's heart moved again: these two books could not be certain, but there were several books that were undoubtedly true, such as the Diamond Sutra, the Tao Te Ching, the Shurangama Sutra, the Book of Changes...

Hong Yu thought about these things, and was moved by his heart, and walked out a little absent-mindedly.

"Young Master Yu!" Hong Shen was already waiting at the door, and Hong Yu nodded absent-mindedly. Hong Yin went in and checked, and came out and said, "No problem."

Hong Yuchao, two third-grade Xian Shengwei, bowed and turned back. Hong Shen followed behind silently without a trace.

Unlike the "Nine Yin True Sutra" and "Nine Yang True Sutra", the "Tao Te Ching" are genuine and eternal classics. And Hong Yu really memorized them seriously in his previous life.

This is due to his good grandfather who has been harshly asking his grandson to recite ancient Chinese since he was a child. For this, Hong Yu suffered a lot.

In the New Dynasty, what is the use of reciting these ancient poems and poems with good Chinese studies? In the midst of the materialistic craze of impetuous society, you can compete with your father, family background, education, and appearance, but no one will compete with you Chinese studies.

Hong Yu's previous life until his death, the cultivation of these ancient Chinese texts was useless, but he did not expect that in this life, these things he thought he would never use could completely change his life!

He has not read those Buddhist scriptures carefully, but after the opening of the new dynasty, Buddhism and Taoism became more and more prosperous, and Buddhist scriptures were recorded as music everywhere on the Internet. When Hong Yu was tired, he would find some to play them. These music was really effective in relaxing the body and mind.

If you listen to this way, you can remember it.

And now he has the appearance of a novice monk, and it should not be difficult to be able to observe and retract those Buddhist scriptures in full.

Hong Yu walked while thinking, but he almost hit someone inadvertently.

"Big brother?"

Hong Lie looked a little sad, and he looked worried, almost colliding with Hong Yu. He forced a smile: "Second, go back and have a good rest."

To put it simply, he left with his head down and his mind was full of worries.

Hong Yu asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Hong Lie waved his hand without looking back and left quickly.

Hong Yu was surprised: What's wrong with big brother?

Hong Shen followed behind and almost laughed. The two brothers looked the same, lowered their heads and thought about things, walked from two roads and gathered at the same intersection. The two brothers almost bumped into each other.

Hong Yu looked at Hong Lie's back and felt keenly that his elder brother was in trouble!

When he returned to his yard, Hong Yu thought about it for a while and shouted: "Come here!"

He was ready. If there were no servants coming today, he would do something and give those people a warning.

It is true that I was not a good person in the past and treated his servants badly, but I had been indulging them for two days. In two days, especially on the first day, I was seriously injured but no one served me! If this is the case, those servants still don’t know how to advance and retreat, and they really have to discuss the rules of the family with them.

"Young Master." A timid voice sounded. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl outside the door was wearing a simple green cloth dress, lowered her head, pressed her hands in front of her, and stood respectfully.

Hong Yu remembered that this was his personal maid Xiaoling, who was the one who was bullied the most by the master before.

He thought about it and it would be difficult for such a little girl to know what was wrong with her elder brother. He waved his hand and said, "Go and call Hong Xi."

"yes."

Hong Xi is the manager around Hong Yu. According to the current situation of the Hong family, Hong Xi should have ranked fourth among the many managers. However, because Hong Yu has no status in the Hong family, he can't even raise his head as the manager.

Hongxi stalled such a useless and irritable master, who didn't dare to say anything, and the depression and dissatisfaction in his heart stretched from his throat to his head.
Chapter completed!