Seeing that Jiang Zhe was silent, Li Wan came over and said, "You stinky brother, I haven't seen it. I haven't seen it for a few years. I've been able to get the job. That slap is OK!"

Jiang Zhe looked at Li Wan's thief and understood what she was going to do, so Jiang Zhe had an idea and said, "Do you want to learn?"

Not only Li Wan, but also the group of old guys on the table were shiny.

The speed and power that Jiang Zhe showed before, and the ability to beat Ang Lee like a step, were also moved.

Living in the Kingdom of Daxia and in an era when martial arts TV series are prevalent, who doesn’t have a dream of martial arts?

Jiang Zhe smiled: "I want to learn simple things, I will teach you."

Jiang Hai snorted coldly...

My aunt is knocking on the table.

My second aunt is coughing...

Jiang Zhe quickly said, "Learn together."

Everyone laughed.

Jiang Hai smiled and scolded: "Just learn, we can't learn old bones anymore, but if you have the will, you can teach those little kids, so that you won't be bullied if you have the ability in the future."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Others nodded one after another.

Jiang Zhe smiled and said, "This is not a problem. I will introduce them to my master and learn the arts. It's all right for food and accommodation, and it doesn't cost money."

Everyone was overjoyed. Everyone was not fools. The ability to draw Aikido's seventh chunk into a fool is definitely a real skill.

As long as you learn and come back to open a martial arts school, you will never have to worry about food and drink in your life.

So everyone shouted repeatedly: "Azhe, hurry up, come and have a drink."

"Brother, you really have a good son."

"Brother, we used to say that we would support him, but now he has supported us. You, it's a glorious..."

A group of people praised them, Jiang Hai said, "The little tricks of children are not worth mentioning, but they smile like a fool."

Seeing that my father was so happy, Jiang Zhe also smiled happily.

After so many years, he is really happy to see his father's vanity again - it feels so good to have home.

What they didn't know was that although Jiang Zhe seemed generous, he was actually a small-minded person. He could indeed teach his family's kung fu. But he firmly believed that absolute power must be in his own hands. Therefore, even if he taught, he could not teach the top kung fu...

Over the years, Wuming not only studied the Yunwu Sword Technique, but also some other second-rate, third-rate and introductory kung fu. Jiang Zhe didn't mind everyone learning or passing it on.

After all, he had a dream, that is, to change the whole world, practice kung fu together, and regain the dream of a hero as a child.

If no one practices martial arts, there will be no martial arts world. Without martial arts world, that is a nonsense dream of a hero.

Of course, my own people must take care of them. The top-level ones cannot be taught, and the first-class ones can still be taught.

As for outsiders, let’s start with people...

Jiang Zhe didn't know how he got drunk, but he lay down in a daze anyway. After getting up the next day, he felt his head buzzing and he was getting drunk.

Jiang Zhe looked at his lively father, his eldest uncle and his friends were still playing cards, and couldn't help but complain, "Don't you feel pain?"

"You kid can't drink enough, just turn around and practice hard." The eldest uncle laughed.

Jiang Zhe was speechless. Although he knew that he was average in alcohol, he had heard that a real good wine would not get drunk even if he was drunk.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be the most sensible saying that the civil servant said when he was arrested: “The reason why I only drink Moutai is because no matter how much Moutai drinks, it will not affect my work the next day and serve the people.”

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhe felt that it was necessary for him to make more money and improve his family conditions.

My dad loves drinking all his life, so it is necessary to get some good wine.

When he opened the door, the air in the rural morning was particularly fresh. After stretching his body and taking a sip, Jiang Zhe suddenly felt much more energetic.

However, he also discovered that although the air in the village was good, it was far from the air on Yundang Mountain.

Moreover, the air components of the two seem to be different. The air on Yundang Mountain can breathe out some pure heaven and earth energy as the air in the sky breathes.

And here is much thinner...

Jiang Zhe thought that it was because of his messing around that there was more energy of heaven and earth on Yundang Mountain.

After all, there are too many magazines outside and there are thin energy.

"If you look for time, you still have to talk to your parents about moving..."

Jiang Zhe was still a little worried when his parents were outside. Only by moving to Yundang Mountain and having a group of disciples and grandchildren guardians in Yunwu Jiange could Jiang Zhe be truly at ease.

After all, that old guy Wuming has already sang all the way, and his martial arts realm has reached a perverted level. Jiang Zhe doesn't know how high it is.

He had just seen Wuming standing on the mountain, swelling his true energy, and splitting a crack on the cloud with one finger...

That is a means, like a god.

However, Wuming said that he still stopped at the innate realm of mortals and failed to enter a higher level of immortality.

In this regard, Jiang Zhe is increasingly eager for the power of immortals, but his foundation is too shallow and the time is too short. He can only explore the path to immortals slowly and cannot come in a hurry.

At this moment, Jiang Zhe saw several familiar faces wandering outside, which were Nangong Jingzhu, Chen Ke and Liu Jing.

Jiang Zhe said: "You guys, it's so early."

"Good morning." Liu Jing waved his hands carelessly and greeted him.

Jiang Zhe said: "Have you had breakfast?"

The three of them shook their heads.

"Eat together?" Jiang Zhe asked.

When the three of them heard this, they subconsciously thought of Ang Lee who had eaten yesterday and went to the hospital, and then shook their heads together.

Jiang Zhe said in confusion: "Didn't you eat? You just eat together without eating? Why are you polite? Or are you not used to farm meals?"

As a result, when the three of them heard this, they felt like they were struck by lightning. Jiang Zhe's words flashed through their minds: "The next thing is to slap you insult my mother's food that is unpalatable..."

The three of them rushed over almost without saying a word, their big eyes flashing, and they looked obedient and cute: "Where to eat?"

Jiang Zhe looked at these three guys who were like Sichuan Opera changing their faces, and he was also confused.

Take the three of them to the kitchen...

When Jiang Ma saw her friend coming, she said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know if there was a friend coming early in the morning. I didn't know that there was nothing to eat, so don't dislike me."

Chen Ke, Liu Jing, and Nangong Jingzhu almost cried and said, "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, absolutely don't dislike it."

Then the three of them didn't dare to have the rice noodles in front of them too hot. They held a big bowl and started eating. They kept sucking the air in a cold air, but they still yelled while eating: "It's delicious, delicious, so delicious!"

Jiang Zhe tasted the rice noodles and glanced at his mother: "Mom, you didn't add salt, did you?"

Jiang Ma was stunned: "Oh, someone is here, I forgot to let go when I was nervous. You three..."

Bang!

Three bowls were placed on the table in one stroke, and a piece of powder was said to be left with a drop of soup!

The white bowl is still shining, just like it has just been brushed.

Jiang Zhe looked at everyone in shock and said, "Aren't you afraid of being hot? You can eat so harshly without salt?"
Chapter completed!