I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

"Boom..."

A large wild boar was knocked to the ground.

Dabai's figure fell from the sky and landed in Xiao Yaoer's arms.

Xiao Yaoer looked at the dead wild boar, tears already flowing from the corners of her mouth. The wild boar died so tragically!

Seeing such a big wild boar, everyone was surprised. They realized that it was another demon beast with cultivation, and they could improve their cultivation.

Thanks to the boss, they can enjoy such food. Thanks to Aunt Dabai and thanks to the second in command. Without them, how could they improve their cultivation so quickly.

Look at such a big wild boar.

The brothers took action one after another. This wild boar could feed them for two days.

"Gudong..." Seeing that it was another monster, Lin Fan couldn't help swallowing his saliva. His sister was eating delicious food in front, while he, her brother, was only eating dry food. It was not easy.

However, after taking a look at the robbers and the black goats, he put his worries at ease. After following them for so many days, his sister seemed to be safe, and he was going to do his own thing.

I heard from Uncle Qian that there is a ranking list of the younger generation in Xia Country, and those who can make it onto the list are the strongest of the younger generation.

After he returns from training in the Wan Yao Mountains, he will reach the highest position.

With excitement flashing in his eyes, Lin Fan took a bite of the dried meat in his hand, then glanced at the robbers who were busy slaughtering pigs. He once again felt that he was not worth it.

I'll leave tomorrow. Anyway, my sister has the protection of the White and White dolls given by my father, so there should be no problem.

He also wanted to eat monster meat. When he arrived at the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain Range, he ate monster meat every day...

Lin Fan bit the piece of meat in his hand hard and thought fiercely.

The next day.

Lin Fan sat on the back of the big yellow ox and headed towards the border of the Xia Dynasty, the source of the Luo River, and the Wan Yao Mountains.

When Xiao Yaoer went to Chenghe County and Lin Fan went to Wan Yao Mountains.

Linjiang Village.

Lin Qingzhi was standing in the yard. In front of him, his great uncle, grandfather, grandmother, uncle and aunt were all criticizing him.

In the past few days, Xiao Yaoer and Lin Fan ran away from home, and Lin Qingzhi actually found the two little guys. What did Lin Qingzhi, as a father, want to do? One was only six years old and the other was less than ten years old, and he let them go out to explore the world. How could there be such a cruel father?

So, these days, several seniors would come over every day and scold him.

Especially my great uncle.

The old uncle loved Xiao Yao'er the most. He hadn't seen her for so many days and missed her terribly. So, Lin Qingzhi, the younger generation whom he loved very much, became his punching bag.

The old uncle was not too worried about the safety of the two little guys. Not to mention that he had some tricks on them, and their father would not let them get hurt.

The old uncle who had been out there for a long time knew how powerful Lin Qingzhi's cultivation was.

But no matter how worried you are, you let my happy pill go, so you will have to bear my wrath.

Although Lin Qingzhi's cultivation is high, much higher than that of his great uncle, he is still his great uncle's junior. His great uncle loved him so much, he dared not do anything wrong!

I could only stand in the yard and be scolded by several people.

This scene made Xiao Shitou, Qian Yi and others laugh so hard that they bent over.

I never thought that my elder brother/Brother Qingzhi would have such a day, but I don’t have a photo stone. If I had one, it would be great to record this scene.

Two guys who are not afraid of death...

"Cough cough cough...Grandpa, it's time for school. Should we go to school first and talk about it when we come back in the evening..." Seeing that his grandfather and others were still talking, Lin Qingzhi quickly coughed a few times and interrupted his grandfather.

Grandpa looked at the sky, then straightened his face, glared at Lin Qingzhi and said, "Why don't you go? You have class today..."

"Go right away..."

After receiving the order to leave, Lin Qingzhi quickly turned around and left the yard, leaving behind a few people who were still sulking.

Lin Qingzhi straightened his clothes and then walked into the school with his hands behind his back.

In the classroom, the students were already sitting in their seats, waiting for Lin Qingzhi's arrival.

In three years, there were many more students in the school, so Lin Qingzhi divided the school into three classes, Class A, Class B and Class C.

It is not a score based on merit, but is divided according to the children who entered school first and those who came later.

Class A is the first year of school admission, Class B is the second year, and so on...

Today's class is for Class A.

After three years, Class A has completed the study of the Four Books and Five Classics. Now they rely on their own study and will take the Tongsheng Examination in two years.

At most, Lin Qingzhi and grandpa would give them a few questions to practice.

After giving a test question, Lin Qingzhi walked out of the classroom and sat in the pavilion outside.

Soon after, a student came out of the classroom. He respectfully handed the written paper to Lin Qingzhi, then hesitated to speak...

"What's wrong! Xiaotian, do you have something to say to your uncle?" Seeing that Lin Tian seemed to have something to say to him, Lin Qingzhi put the test paper on the stone table and asked with a smile.

"Uncle Qingzhi, is the purpose of studying to take the imperial examination..." Lin Tian said in a low voice.

"Why do you ask..." Lin Qingzi asked with some confusion.

"My...my grandma told me to study hard so I could pass the imperial examination and become a high-ranking official. But I don't want to take the imperial examination or become an official. I want to learn martial arts, kill demons, and become a great hero..."

But my father didn’t teach me martial arts… I knew it was too expensive and our family couldn’t afford it.”

Lin Tian said with some sadness.

Grandma and the others said that if he could pass the imperial examination after studying, they would have less burden and more hope of living.

Although he didn't want to study to become an official, he still studied hard just to not disappoint his grandmother and others.

"So, you don't really like practicing martial arts, but you just want to have the power to become a hero." Lin Qingzhi said with a smile.

"Brother Qingzhi, is it okay?"

Lin Tian looked at Lin Qingzhi expectantly and said.

“Yes…” Lin Qingzhi stood up after hearing this, patted his shoulder and continued, “All three thousand great ways can lead to enlightenment.

There is more than just the martial arts path in this world. Oda, did you know that in ancient times, there were people with mortal bodies who understood the mysteries of the operation of heaven and earth, and skillfully made wood, gold, stone and even rare spiritual materials into lifelike puppets.

Some even use pots and pans as pens, oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar as ink, painting a series of delicious culinary paintings over a blazing fire. Even the most ordinary ingredients, in their skillful hands, can be transformed into something magical, making the taste of the food seem to travel through the four seasons and experience the myriad aspects of life.

There are also people who hold a guqin in their arms, sitting alone by a clear spring in a secluded valley, plucking the strings with their fingertips. The sounds of nature flow out like a spring, penetrating the clouds and reaching the softest part of people's hearts. The sound of his guqin is sometimes passionate like a galloping horse, and sometimes gentle like a drizzle. Every note and every symbol is like a spell in an ancient legend, which can heal pain and enlighten wisdom.

These people possess powers comparable to those of martial arts, and they once saved the continent in ancient times."