Chapter 3

"Little brother, go, go to the ancestral temple, teach martial arts and war skills!"

After a short pause, Yang Yuchan immediately threw the feather duster in her hand, pulled up Yang Feng's hand and rushed home. The smile on the corner of her mouth almost came to the back of her head.

"Jade cicada, is Yang Xiaodi back?"

At this time, he walked out of the hospital in white.

Yang Feng looked up and saw that he was a young man of about 20 years old. He looked like a crown of jade, walked like the wind, was handsome and handsome, and swayed a folding fan in his hand from time to time. He was a beautiful young man.

Although this person is a little vague in Yang Feng's memory, he still remembers it.

He is the son of the Liu family, one of the three families in Longhu town. Liu Shaobai, nicknamed Bai Yumeng, is a famous philanthropist in the town.

The Yang family had several financial difficulties, and he would stand up when they were in danger.

In short, in Yang Feng's memory, he is a good man.

"Thanks to the blessing of young master Liu, my little brother finally came back safely!" Ying Ying leaned over and Yang Yuchan looked at Liu Shaobai with gratitude.

Liu Shaobai smiled, nodded and said, "just come back. It's safe at last. Then I'll call back all the people I sent out to look for!"

"Thank you!"

"Where, Yang Shibo died for Longhu town. We should take good care of his descendants!"

With a faint nod, Liu Shaobai showed an unspeakable elegance all over his body. Then he looked at Yang Feng and earnestly taught him as if he were his own brother: "younger brother Yang, I didn't say you. You have grown up. You should take the responsibility of this family in the future. You shouldn't let your sister worry so much."

"Yes, I know. Thank you for your advice!"

As soon as the corners of his mouth grinned, Yang Feng hugged him with a smile along the plot.

Liu Shaobai was stunned when he saw him. He seemed surprised at Yang Feng's reaction today. If in the past, whenever someone preached to him, he would turn around impatiently and leave. Why today

It seems that Liu Shaobai was puzzled. Yang Yuchan pulled Yang Feng to his side and said with satisfaction: "maybe the ancestors of the Yang family came to life. After he accidentally broke into the night demon forest today, he not only knew a lot, but also broke through the warrior realm. Now we're going to open an ancestral temple and pass on the younger brother's skills, so we won't leave you. Please forgive me!"

"Never mind. It's a good thing that the descendants of the Yang family can know their way back. Go quickly. I believe the Yang family will make a comeback and regain the glory of their ancestors in the future!"

"Yes, thank you for your kind words!" when Yang Yuchan bowed down and worshipped, Yang Yuchan immediately smiled and took Yang Feng into the courtyard. After Yang Xiaoyi gave a gift to Liu Shaobai, he followed closely.

Liu Shaobai smiled and watched the three leave. Until their backs gradually disappeared, he slowly sank his face. A touch of murderous resentment flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Blackbeard, a waste, asked him to kill Yang Feng, an idiot. As a result, the second ancestor not only didn't die, but also the prodigal son turned back. Now jade cicada has hope in her heart. It's really a thing that can't accomplish anything but lose something. Hum!"

Shaking his sleeve, Liu Shaobai left here with a sullen face, but his eyes narrowed, and he didn't know what he was calculating.

At the same time, in the Yang family ancestral hall, facing the wooden memorial tablets on the high platform, Yang Feng knelt down bored. Yang Yuchan held a roll of silk in her hand and read the ancestral family law.

At the end of the ceremony, Yang Yuchan took out a jade slip, handed it to Yang Feng with both hands, and said solemnly, "little brother, this is the first-class fighting skill of the Yang family, the flame knife. It will be passed to you from today on. After you practice it well, I will pass on to you the highest fighting skill of the family, the first-class high-level magic shadow thirteen knife."

"Yes, sister!"

Yang Feng took the jade slip and looked at it, frowning slightly.

A first-class combat skill. What level of skill does it belong to in his game? It should not be high. Besides, he is a great mage. Even if he practices Dharma skills, does he need to practice martial arts?

With disdain, Yang Feng played with the jade slip in his hand, which didn't mean to value it at all.

Yang Yuchan frowned at Emei and gradually became angry. He roared, "this is a skill handed down by your ancestors. It's for you to avenge your father and revitalize the Yang family after you practice it. It's not for you to play. Be serious."

"Also, from today on, the ancestral hall will be blocked. No one is allowed to go in and out. You can practice your skills here. If you don't practice successfully, you are not allowed to go out of the ancestral hall!"

He glared at him fiercely, and Yang Yuchan left with a cold face.

Yang Feng scratched his deafening ear and looked at Yang Xiaoyi, but he was helpless, shrugged and left with him.

Then, with a loud noise, the ancestral hall was completely locked. In the whole gloomy hall, except Yang Feng, there were only those neatly arranged memorial tablets.

Yang Feng smiled indifferently, his heart moved, and the game panel immediately appeared in front of him.

Since he met Yang Xiaoyi in the forest, he hasn't seen the attributes of the characters in the game carefully. Now he looks at it intently and is surprised.

The amount of blood is one million, and the mana tank is one million, but the amount of blood is full, but the mana is zero. That is, he's not blue. As a mage, how can I not be blue?

Can't the blue recover by itself? Even if you recover slowly.

Yang Feng was puzzled. He clicked the question mark next to the blue quantity and immediately came out to explain.

Mana is the main output energy of MAGE professional players, and it is also one of the important reserves to open mage players' skills. Only when players have enough blue can they open skills and use skills

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait

Yang Feng saw this important clause and immediately checked his skill base. The result didn't look good. At a glance, they were almost crying.

It turned out that his level was full, but none of the skills in the skill base had been developed, and these skills were different from his original skills. In other words, even if he is now full of mana, he can only level a when he meets the enemy. He can't release any skills.

What's the difference between that and a blue warrior? Maybe it's weaker.

But with a sigh, Yang Feng quickly continued to see how to collect the blue quantity.

"Players need to gather their own mana by collecting the power of others' beliefs."

faith? What the hell is that? Is it to let him set up a guild and ask others to contribute to him?

Yang Feng frowned and thought carefully. At the same time, he was glad that he was not arrogant because he was a man level great God. He broke away from the guidance of NPC and went everywhere. A mage without blue will die every minute even if he meets an assassin or soldier who is more than ten or twenty levels lower than himself.

What's more, he is not sure whether there are other full-scale assassins and soldiers in the game world except his full-scale mage.

When everything is uncertain, he'd better keep a low profile and act cautiously.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng played with the jade slips again and muttered, "is it a branch task in the game to learn this war skill? But I'm a mage. How can I learn the skills of soldiers? If only I could open up a second career."

Ding Dong!

As soon as the voice fell, the system voice rose again: "players can start the second profession and switch freely between large and small. Do you need to start it?"

"Open!" Yang Feng said with a flash in his eyes.

"Choose a career!"

"Soldier!"

Ding Dong!

"Congratulations, you have become a first-class warrior. As long as you accumulate experience points by constantly brushing monsters, you can upgrade. The system has automatically sent you 30 experience points. In addition, the warrior's skills are also upgraded through experience points. The warrior's combat skills need to be activated by anger points. You can accumulate them by constantly fighting. I wish you a happy game."

It's much easier than a mage to charge blue by fighting monsters. Can the war skills in this jade slip be developed?

Yang Feng put the jade slip in front of the game panel, but suddenly saw a word of 15 reflected on it.

Yang Feng thought about it and immediately understood it. He shouted, "spend 15 experience points to learn this flaming Sabre technique!"

Ding Dong!

The sound of the system rose again, and a corner of Yang Feng's warrior skill library lit up: "Congratulations, learn the first-order combat skill, flame knife, attack power + 15, add the flame burning attribute, and players can now brush monsters to increase their proficiency."

OK, go to brush the monster. By the way, think about how to collect the power of faith, which is his primary task based on the world!

Yang Feng stood up, walked outside the ancestral hall and shouted, "elder sister, let me out. I've been trained into a flame knife!"

What, so fast? To whom? I think it took me three months to practice this skill. The boy tried to trick me into opening the door for him to sneak out. I won't be fooled, hum.

Yang Xiaoyi, who was guarding outside the door, couldn't help rolling his eyes and didn't believe his nonsense at all.