Infinite World Projection

The old man looked at Song San with sharp eyes and asked.

"I do not know........"

Song San shook his head blankly: "After finishing it, it is said that a troupe came, and some people set up a stage to sing for free, so many people went to watch..."

"I didn't go there because I was not feeling well at the time."

"What is that theater troupe like?"

The old man's face changed, as if thinking of something, he hurriedly asked, "Who is there?"

"A middle-aged man who looks very gentle, like a scholar, and a woman who seems to be very beautiful in red..."

Song San recalled for a while, and then spread his hands: "As for more, I don't know."

"Just these two, I also saw it accidentally when I went out to work during the day..."

"it is good."

The old man nodded and continued to ask a few more questions.

Song San answered one by one, looking very cooperative.

Afterwards, the old man hurried away, looking like this, he looked very anxious.

Only Song San remained in place, and there was another old man.

"Little queen, how old are you this year?"

Looking at Song San, the other old man with a kind smile on his face, asked with a smile.

"The kid is seventeen this year..."

Song San was wary in his heart, still with a smile on his face, a silly look.

"Seventeen, the age is just right..."

The old man thought for a while, then nodded: "Are you interested in coming to your home to practice martial arts?"

"For this matter, the Patriarch issued an order, saying that if it is appropriate, it can be compensated appropriately."

He opened his mouth and added: "If you return seventeen, you can enter the martial arts hall and practice martial arts in it."

Song San subconsciously wanted to refuse, but held back.

This is not in line with common sense.

Being able to return to the family from the countryside and practice martial arts in the family martial arts hall, no one will refuse such good things.

If he rashly refused, he might be suspicious instead.

Therefore, he resisted the instinct of rejection in his heart, and smiled at the old man, with a grateful expression on his face: "You can enter the martial arts hall, the kid is naturally happy."

"I hope that the elders will take care of..."

"Where...where....."

Seeing Song San's reaction, the old man didn't feel strange, but just smiled.

Time slowly passed.

After being called once, the Song family didn't seem to have any doubts about Song San. Instead of investigating him, they gave him some benefits and allowed him to enter the Wutang Middle School.

This is a rare good thing for an ordinary family distant branch.

But for Song San, it was even more troublesome.

Prior to this, he could practice the method given by Chen Changming with peace of mind, but now, after entering the Song family, he will be more cautious even if he practices in the future.

"Actually, this is also a good thing."

Listening to Song San's narration, Chen Changming slowly opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile: "Do you think that practicing cultivation is just hiding in one place and practicing hard?"

"Isn't it true?"

Song San looked at Chen Changming with some doubts, a little puzzled in his eyes.

"Of course not."

Chen Changming shook his head: "Like mortals, if you want to practice better, you will have wealth and various treasures to assist you."

"Of course, you are still early, not to that level, but at least the daily cost of eating and drinking is indispensable."

"On your current conditions, eating those wheat and rice every day, it would be nice to be able to report your stomach, still want to practice?"

"If you continue to practice like this, it is not clear whether you can achieve too much, but it will probably hollow out your vitality."

"Then what to do?"

Song San stopped and listened carefully.

"Eat meat."

Chen Changming said lightly: "Eating meat to replenish vitality and blood can support your consumption of martial arts."

"Originally, I was going to let you go hunting for a while, but now that someone is willing to support your spiritual consumption, why not do it?"

"By the way, it happens to help me do something."

He spoke softly and said.

"what's up."

Song San's expression suddenly became solemn: "What is the master's order, even if the disciple is broken, he will definitely complete it."

"Not so exaggerated."

Chen Changming shook his head: "After you go there to practice martial arts, remember to write down the martial arts techniques there, and come back and tell me."

"what?"

Song Sanyi was stunned: "With the master's cultivation, what is the use of ordinary martial arts?"

Although he didn't know Chen Changming's specific cultivation base, he knew that he was definitely an extraordinary figure based on the fact that he had pointed the red corpse to death.

Moreover, the method Chen Changming gave him is also extremely delicate. In his opinion, the martial arts of the Song family are absolutely incomparable.

"For reference."