Chapter 13 Xiaonan Chen
Dayan.
Ronning.
Chen Mansion.
Crunch~
When Chen Jichuan opened the door and walked out, he saw heavy snow falling, making the Chen Mansion's silver attire particularly enchanting.
"Thirty-two days."
"Thirty-five years."
Thirty-two days have passed in reality.
Thirty-five years have passed since Dayan.
Looking at the heavy snow outside.
Chen Jichuan couldn't help but sigh at the mystery of time. The four hundred times time difference gave him a strong sense of fragmentation every time he entered and exited Dayan.
Walking through the wind and snow.
Walking in the courtyard.
Snowflakes fell and fell on Chen Jichuan. Chen Jichuan practiced martial arts and refined his body, and his energy and blood were like a furnace. As Qi and blood transpired, the snowflakes were evaporated and turned into mist, covering the whole body as if an immortal descended to earth.
There are usually no people in the Chen Mansion, only someone comes to clean it every ten days.
But when Chen Jichuan came to the backyard, he heard the sound of "bang bang" punches and kicks.
"Is there anyone?"
Chen Jichuan frowned, and the snow under his feet creaked.
After walking a few steps, he saw that in the backyard where he used to practice martial arts, there were wooden stakes, iron stakes, green bamboos, sand walls, stone locks, archery targets and other training equipment arranged neatly.
Although the layout style has not changed, it can still be seen that it has been replaced.
In the shed built with horizontal logs, there are eighteen sharp knives of different lengths, divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. A middle-aged warrior, about thirty or forty years old, was moving his hands and kicks in the middle, dodging nimbly, as fast as lightning, without a single blade touching him, and he was clean and neat.
When fists and feet move.
There was a banging sound, obviously the force was quite strong.
Chen Jichuan took a look, and with insight, he recognized this person: "It turns out to be him."
The heart moves.
Rush forward.
"Well done!"
The sharp knives dazzled in the shed, making it difficult to see each other's faces. But when he saw someone breaking in, the man in the shed was shocked and angry. He shouted loudly, raised his four fingers together and grabbed Chen Jichuan's arm.
"It's kind-hearted."
Chen Jichuan smiled inwardly.
leisurely.
The same four fingers were raised together, and the wrist was like an eagle's claw, and he grabbed it suddenly——
"Hiss!"
The man opposite was in pain and could be separated at the first touch, but he made a surprised sound: "Golden shovel finger?"
Chen Jichuan was unmoved.
Taking advantage of the situation, he stepped forward, opened the sharp knife and swung it across the tip. With one hand like a cloud and dragon rising from the sun, he reached towards the person opposite. The five fingers are grasping, trying to capture him alive.
"Eagle Claw Kung Fu?"
Another sound rang out.
But he took a step back and kicked out. The sharp knife passed by to avoid the claw. The legs and feet are like arrows, shooting straight. Chen Jichuan also kicked sideways——
"Iron broom?!"
The man became more and more frightened and suspicious, but his hands and feet kept moving.
"The swords went away in chaos, and I practiced hard for dozens of springs. I was dodging in all directions, and it was hard to get caught by moving up and down."
The two fellow practitioners practiced the 'Golden Sword Changing Palm Skill'. They both had quick eyesight and quick hands, and their footwork and body movements were flexible and changeable. Eighteen sharp knives are flying randomly, and a person must be prepared not only for the opponent's punches and kicks, but also for the sharp knives to fall. His heart strings must be tightened to the extreme, and there is no room for any mistakes.
In reality, Chen Jichuan is tied up and unable to enjoy himself to the fullest.
This time, try your best.
The fist is like the wind.
Legs like electricity.
It was hearty for a while.
On the other hand, the man opposite him felt pain in his fists, feet, legs, and arms after thirty-fifty. But what shocked him even more was that the martial arts performed by this man were very similar to what he had learned. When it came to fire, it was even better than him.
The golden knife is exchanged for palm skills.
Water-dividing power.
Golden shovel finger.
Iron sand palm skill.
Crouching Tiger Kung Fu.
Eagle Claw Kung Fu.
……
If only one or two of them are similar, it wouldn't be unusual. But it's strange that none of the martial arts skills are beyond what he has learned.
"Does Mr. Chen have other descendants in this world?"
Lu Changshou saw that he was defeated and his mind was disturbed. He simply took two steps back and jumped out of the tent to go out of the battle circle.
Look inside.
He saw a figure like a swimming fish, easily emerging from the chaos of sharp knives.
Stand in front of me.
This scene seemed so familiar that it struck Lu Changshou and evoked memories from a long time ago.
Look at this person again.
Lu Changshou frowned at first and said in surprise: "You are——"
Chen Jichuan was stunned when he saw the change in Lu Changshou's expression, and asked curiously: "Do you still remember me?"
He remembered that the last time he saw Lu Changshou, the latter was only six years old. Thirty-five years had passed and he should have been unrecognizable.
"Sure enough!"
Lu Changshou didn't know what Chen Jichuan was thinking. When he heard a familiar voice, he suddenly became excited: "Is it really Mr. Chen?!"
"I really remember."
Chen Jichuan smiled dumbly.
When he said goodbye to Lu Xiong, he met four generations of the Lu family, including Lu Changshou. However, Lu Changshou was only six years old at the time. Thirty-five years later, I thought no one would be able to remember his voice, appearance, and smile. However, I did not expect that Lu Changshou would recognize him just by looking at and hearing a word.
……
Name: Lu Changshou
Age: 41
Level: 5
Spells: Crouching Tiger Kung Fu (fifth level), Golden Knife Changing Palm Kung Fu (fourth layer), Golden Shovel Finger (fourth layer), Iron Broom Kung Fu (third layer), Eagle Claw Kung Fu (third layer), Jade Belt Kung Fu (second level), Land Flying Technique (second level), Water Splitting Kung Fu (second level), Iron Ox Kung Fu (second level)
"Mr. Chen——"
"My great-grandson will live long and kowtow to my great-grandfather!"
Lu Changshou was in a state of turmoil. He fell to the ground in shock and joy. He looked up at the master, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
He was born with an extraordinary memory.
I can never forget the scenes I experienced when I was two years old.
When I was six years old, I last saw Mr. Chen, who was known as "Nan Chao Chen" at the time, and my memory was even more profound.
Throughout his life, he was deeply influenced by this great master.
When I was young, I was influenced by my ears and my eyes, and I admired the reputation. When he was six years old, after witnessing Mr. Chen's martial arts skills with his own eyes, he made up his mind to practice martial arts.
Since the age of ten.
After his muscles and bones grew, he took the "Essence of Martial Arts" left to him by Mr. Chen, found the Lu Family Martial Arts School of the Second Mr. Tai's lineage, and officially started practicing martial arts.
He has a strong interest in martial arts training.
The family runs "Bai Yujing", and the family wealth is even richer.
And can endure hardship.
Within a few years, there was some success.
After that, I challenged myself everywhere and practiced hard, and my strength became stronger and stronger. Because he fought with others outside, he often regarded himself as the only successor of "Nan Chao Chen", so many people in Lingnan rivers and lakes called him "Xiao Nan Chen", which made Lu Changshou proud.
It's a pity.
Mr. Chen left thirty-five years ago without a trace or news.
He often has doubts when practicing martial arts and cannot ask for advice. Although he was successful in martial arts, he failed to let Mr. Chen know about it. He thought that Mr. Chen might have passed away long ago. He just hoped that he would know something about it and could comfort him by hearing that he had a successor.
Who would have thought——
"My grandpa has the same skill in beauty as he did thirty-five years ago. Of course he knows how to live a long life."
Lu Changshou secretly felt guilty, feeling happy and shocked at the same time.
Fortunately, he can see Mr. Chen again in this life. "Xiao Nan Chen" was very excited to see "Da Nan Chen".
Surprised.
Thirty-five years later, Mr. Chen must be ninety-four years old, but he still looks like he is in his thirties or forties, and his fists and feet are so strong that even he is no match for him.
Really appalling.
"You are now forty-one and have great martial arts skills, so you don't need to pay me such a big gift."
Chen Jichuan smiled.
He was always kind to his own people. Looking at the short but strong middle-aged man in front of me, I thought of the innocent six-year-old child I met only a month ago in real time.
For a while.
Chen Jichuan felt more and more confused about time and space.
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