"Third Young Master, the master of the house is waiting inside." The middle-aged man leading Qin Yu stopped outside the study door.
Qin Yu nodded slightly and walked in calmly.
As soon as he walked into the study, Qin Yu saw his "father" Qin Zhan sitting in the study aggressively, staring at him with cold eyes.
Qin Yu stood at the door, looking at Qin Zhan and saying nothing.
"You've reached the first level of martial arts! If I don't put pressure on you, you won't know how to make progress?" Qin Zhan said in a low voice, with a sense of dignity and coldness.
Qin Yu did not answer. His impression of Qin Zhan was limited to Qin Yu's memory. In his memory, Qin Yu had very little memory of his father Qin Zhan, but he was most afraid of Qin Feng and his father Qin Zhan.
"You are fifteen years old and at the first level of martial arts. It is still too late to work hard now. If you don't work hard, you will be inactive all your life. You may even die one day without knowing how." Qin Zhan's voice was serious.
Seeing Qin Yu's calm expression, Qin Zhan's eyes flashed with softness, and he whispered: "If you had entered the first level of the martial arts realm a year earlier, and thrown you into the army to hone your bones, you might have been able to enter the first two levels.
There is a hurdle, but now I can only wait. After you step into the fifth level of the martial arts realm, I will take you to a place where your mother's sect is! But you only have three years at most.
If you have not entered the fifth level of the martial arts realm, you will always stay here, in the martial kingdom."
"Mother's sect?" Qin Yu frowned slightly. For the first time, he realized that the Qin family was not as simple as it seemed, and his mother was not the maidservant that others said.
Qin Zhan stared at Qin Yu, with a doubt between his brows. He was always paying attention to his third son Qin Yu. Normally, he would have been trembling when facing him, but this time, his face remained calm and his expression was calm.
Have you...really grown up?
At this moment, Qin Zhan suddenly felt a little relieved.
"Have you not thought about your mother these years?" Qin Zhan said.
Qin Yu was startled, and a graceful figure could not help but appear in his mind. The most profound impression was the pair of tender eyes.
"Mother..." Qin Yu murmured.
Perhaps due to the influence of Qin Yu's memory, Qin Yu's heart felt a little prickly. He was an orphan in the past and had no memory of his parents at all. But now when he hears about his mother, he recalls the tender eyes and Qin Yu's calm expression.
My heart felt as if a stone had been dropped, causing ripples to form.
"Forget it, there are some things that you will naturally know when your cultivation improves. Go ahead." Qin Zhan spoke in a low voice. At this moment, he seemed to have aged a lot.
Qin Yu glanced at Qin Zhan, turned around and left.
Just when Qin Yu stepped out of the threshold, Qin Zhan's voice sounded in vain: "Wait a minute."
"This is what your mother left behind. If you can practice it before the grand event, there may be hope that you can go to your mother's sect in advance." Qin Zhan said slowly.
Qin Yu paused for a moment, turned around, and saw a piece of bamboo floating in front of him. Qin Yu glanced at Qin Zhan in surprise. This is a way to hold something with Qi. This is something that at least the Gang Qi realm can do. With Qin Zhan's martial arts realm,
It is simply impossible to achieve the ninth level of cultivation, unless Qin Zhan hides his strength and does not even discover it himself.
When his eyes fell on the bamboo piece, he found that it was carved with densely packed small characters. When he saw the five characters on the bamboo piece, Qin Yu felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
"Ten Thousand Strategies of War (Part 1)"
"The force can break mountains. If the force of tens of thousands of layers is stacked, it can break the sky and break the emperor..."
The familiar words and words made Qin Yu feel in a trance, and he returned to that night countless years ago...
This is ten thousand weight! This is ten thousand weight that I created.
It must be, absolutely!
If it is a coincidence that the opening chapters of other spiritual techniques are almost the same, it is definitely not a coincidence for these ten thousand weights, because the "Shattering Heaven and Splitting Emperor" was caused by a change of thought of Qin Yu.
When creating this Ten Thousand Weight War Technique, Qin Yu originally thought of shattering the heavens and the earth, but with endless passion in his heart, he felt that the power of ten thousand weights could kill the emperor, so by some strange coincidence, he wrote "Earth" instead of "Emperor"
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Wang Qing?
Qin Yu couldn't help but picture a thin figure in his mind. He had a young and mature face.
His name is Wang Qing.
He was one of the two boys responsible for Qin Yu's daily life. Not long after Qin Yu was poisoned, he created the second secret technique, the Ten Thousand Layers of War Technique, and gave it to Wang Qing.
"Is it Wang Qing?"
Then, Qin Yu suddenly remembered one of the records about the Wan Zhong Zhan Sect that he had read in the Qin Family Library.
"The Ten Thousand Levels War Sect, since the world was shattered and the Blood Emperor reunited, has been one of the top sects in the Star Realm. Due to the lack of the Immortal Secrets to Suppress the Sect, it has gradually declined, and then settled in the Qinglian Heavenly Domain."
"It is rumored that there is a mysterious picture scroll in the Wanzhongzhan Ancestral Temple... There is a person on the picture looking up at the vast stars. Some people say that this person is a self-portrait of the founder Wang Qing. It is also said that this person is the founder's guide..."
Words about the Wanzhong War Sect passed through Qin Yu's mind.
Qin Yu clutched the bamboo piece tightly, and his body could not help but tremble slightly.
Wang Qing, Wan Zhong Zhan Zong!
Qin Yu closed his eyes tightly, his heart was filled with mixed emotions.
The former enemy has become a great demon, the former sister has become the Blood Emperor, the former boy has become the founder...
And these have become the distant past, it seems that everything is just a dream.
At this moment, Qin Yu felt an inexplicable loneliness in his heart. He had lost his soul in the past, but he didn't want to be reincarnated inexplicably.
And all of this seems to be controlled by an invisible big hand. The reincarnated mother is actually a member of the Wanzhong War Sect, and the war tactics he created have returned to his hands after countless years.
Qin Zhan, who was sitting upright, stared in surprise at Qin Yu, whose expression was changing, his eyes full of doubts.
He felt the changes in Qin Yu. He could detect the shock, anger, resentment... and loneliness in his son's expression.
At this moment, Qin Zhan suddenly realized that as a father, he could not see through his seemingly mediocre son.
Did you not care about him?
still……
After half a ring.
Qin Yu came back to his senses and suppressed all his inner thoughts. He glanced at Qin Zhan and said calmly: "I understand." After saying that, he turned and left.
It was already evening when they returned to the courtyard. Xiaotao and Xiaohua had been waiting anxiously at the entrance of the courtyard. When they saw Qin Yu's figure, they both ran over.
"Third Young Master, where have you been?"
"Third Young Master..."
Qin Yu glanced at the two people and said calmly: "No one is allowed to approach the small courtyard within half a month. No matter what happens, wait until I get out of seclusion!" After saying that, Qin Yu didn't wait for the two people to respond, and directly
Entered the room and closed the door.
"This... what is the third young master doing?" Xiao Tao and Xiao Hua looked at each other.
"Xiao Tao... I'm a little scared. The third young master is really stimulated... I heard... such people are scary..."
in the room.
Qin Yu took out a hundred low-grade spirit stones from the Naxu Ring and set up two simple formations in the room. One was called the Spirit Gathering Formation and the other was a defensive formation. This defensive formation had defense, heat insulation and sound insulation.
As for the effect, although both formations are very simple, except for Gang Qi realm monks, martial realm monks cannot break through them.
Back in the Tianqi Sect's library, Qin Yu read all kinds of things. He had memorized almost everything in the library, so these two simple formations were easy for him.
Afterwards, Qin Yu took out a giant cyan cauldron. This giant cauldron is the most common alchemy cauldron for alchemy. It is engraved with heavenly patterns and can produce real fire as long as it is stimulated.
It has to be said that in order to temper the root bones this time, Qin Yu still spent a lot of money. Even the water for boiling the medicinal ingredients was made of high-quality spiritual water.
After pouring the spiritual water into the alchemy cauldron, Qin Yu used the spiritual power contained in the spiritual stone to activate the alchemy cauldron's sky pattern. A blue flame enveloped the entire body of the alchemy cauldron. Soon, the spiritual water in the alchemy cauldron began to boil.
Qin Yu took out all the medicinal materials and put them into the alchemy cauldron one by one. However, Qin Yu did not throw in many medicinal materials. The reason why he bought them was just to confuse Zi Xun'er.
Less than half an hour.
Many medicinal materials were boiled into a pot of thick concoction.
Qin Yu did not sit in the alchemy cauldron and continued to wait.
An hour later.
But after the temperature of the boiling concoction dropped by half, Qin Yu looked calm and sat in the alchemy cauldron.
The moment he sat down, Qin Yu's expression changed drastically. The blood on his face quickly faded almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was replaced by paleness.
A surging medicinal power penetrated into the pores of the body like a snake, and the severe pain was like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.
Qin Yu gritted his teeth, and beads of sweat continued to break out on his forehead. The originally cooling potion began to boil violently like boiling water...