Uncle Agula had a relatively large family, with a total of 15 people.
The eldest son was named 'Morigen'. He was a boorish grassland man. He was big and burly, and his thick arms seemed to be able to kill a buffalo with his bare hands.
The second son's name was 'Bazenberg.' Uncle Agula said that he wanted his son to be the new Batulu of the grassland when he grew up.
In the end, Bazenberg did not become Batulu, but became a primary school teacher.
That night, Uncle Agula held a grand roast lamb feast to entertain Yang Chen.
Meng... A bonfire was lit in the open space in front of Gu Bao. Uncle Agula's eldest son was responsible for roasting the whole lamb, while his eldest daughter-in-law and second daughter-in-law were responsible for cooking milk tea and other delicacies unique to the grassland.
While waiting, the enthusiastic Baren Borg took the initiative to pull Yang Chen to dance.
Circling dance, dancing around the bonfire.
While dancing, the excited Bachenberg took the initiative to sing a ballad.
The boys and girls 'innocent singing followed closely behind.
Although Yang Chen couldn't understand it, he felt it from the sound of the melody: "Uncle Agula's family is welcoming him with a passionate song.”
After dancing for a while, Yang Chen excused himself to go to the yurt to get a luggage bag.
"Uncle Agula, this is my gift to you…"
"Wow, what a beautiful saber.”Agula's granddaughter couldn't help but say when she saw Xiao Dao.
At the same time, Morigen and Baren Borg also revealed themselves. A yearning expression appeared on his face.
Agula's family was clearly yearning for it, but they didn't have any greedy intentions.
This also proved that Agula's family had good moral cultivation.”
Taking the small knife handed over by Yang Chen, Agula held it in his hand and stroked it. Touching the blade, he muttered to himself,"It's been decades. This is the most exquisite and beautiful saber I've ever seen.”
After playing with it for a while, Agula held the blade with both hands and returned it to Yang Chen.
"Xiao Chen, this saber is too valuable. I can't accept it.”
"Uncle Agula, this is a small token of my appreciation. You must accept it because not only you, but also big brother Morigen and big brother Barenberg have it.”
Saying so, Yang Chen took out two knives of different styles and gave them to Mo Ri Gen and Ba Ren Bo Ge respectively.
Without waiting for them to delay, Yang Chen handed the luggage bag to Agula's daughter-in-law.
"Abba, it's tea bricks, high-quality tea bricks…"
"Little Chen, this? I…"
"Uncle Agula, it's not easy for you to live on the grassland, unlike me who lived in the city since I was young. To me, these things can be bought at any time, but you are different…Uncle Agula, thank you for your warm hospitality. Let me toast you.”
Seeing Yang Chen pick up the horse milk. Wine. Agula didn't say anything.
"Xiao Chen, I accept your kindness. I won't say anything more and finish this bowl of wine!”
"Alright, let's go together."
On this night, Yang Chen ate and drank happily.
It seemed that his state of mind had arrived, so that after waking up in the middle of the night, Yang Chen instinctively came to Meng. He practiced the ancient martial arts Qi cultivation technique outside the ancient bag.
Since he got the Sui Pearl, Yang Chen's cultivation speed was five times faster than before.
After cultivating the ninth diagram, the tenth, eleventh, twelfth…all the way to the seventeenth diagram was smooth sailing.
"I'm only missing one set. As long as I can cross it, I'll be able to master the second level in time.”
With this thought in mind, Yang Chen immersed himself in cultivation.
His state of mind was unobstructed, and the true qi in his body spontaneously circulated, faster and faster, more and more round and smooth…After another twenty minutes, a burst of crisp explosions sounded in Yang Chen's body.
Peng peng…
The second layer was completed, the whole body's strength was transparent, and Yang Chen's fist was between the legs, the fist strength was either strong or soft. Soft.
The combination of hardness and softness can hurt the inner qi.
When it hit a person, the fist force could hurt their internal organs. It was really killing without any form.
At this moment, Yang Chen only felt that his strength was at least five times stronger than the peak of Ming Jin.
"Nan Nan, who do you think is stronger between my current strength and an expert at the peak of the dark jing stage?”
"Master has the corresponding strength, but he might not be able to unleash it 100%. The Bajiquan in the sword scripture is more suitable for combat. Perhaps Master can spend time and energy to cultivate it…"
Nan Nan was right, Yang Chen had the strength of the peak of the dark jing stage, but he lacked fighting skills and actual combat experience.
The next morning after breakfast, Mo Ri Gen took the initiative to pull Yang Chen to ride a horse.
Even though it was riding a horse, he had to be taught by Mo Ri Gen step by step.
However, Yang Chen's learning ability was very strong. After Mo Ri Gen explained in detail the relevant precautions, Yang Chen could quickly get started.
In less than a few minutes, Yang Chen's riding skills were already quite proficient.
"Haha, Little Chen, I think you were definitely born in the wrong place. If you grew up in our grasslands, you would definitely have the potential to become Batulu.”
"Big brother Mo Ri Gen, how about we go around?”
"Alright, I'll lead the way. Hyah, hyah…"
Yang Chen's first impression of the grassland was: "Here, you can shoot eagles with bows, here, you can ride horses to hunt rabbits, here, cattle and sheep are everywhere.”
The horse galloped, as if chasing the wind and lightning. Every time the body rose and fell on the horse, Yang Chen would enjoy it from the heart.
Yang Chen liked this kind of life, carefree, the sky was wide and the heart was wide.
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