Interstellar Era: Everyone is learning the skills I created

Spiritual Law Stage 3, Spiritual Law Stage 4, Spiritual Law Stage 5...

In the stone house.

Yi Chen concentrated on practicing.

Spiritual power was running rapidly in the meridians. The spiritual energy within a radius of more than 20 meters was attracted by an inexplicable force and continued to gather towards him.

The spiritual stone placed in front of him also exuded rich spiritual energy, which entered his meridians through his skin.

On the side, the little golden ball plucked a bunch of golden hair out of boredom.

Spread it out and straighten it.

Counting one by one.

Fifteen, sixteen, eighteen, nineteen...

There is no need to practice, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth will drill into its body.

Outside the house, the green grass is full of vitality.

In a wooden house, the high priest sat high on a wooden chair. After judging various conflicts and contradictions in the tribe, he began to think about the schedule for the afternoon and evening, and what things to do.

With the addition of more than 5,000 people from the Yunxia tribe, the population of the entire Yanshan tribe has reached 9,000.

All kinds of messy things made him exhausted and work late into the night.

Bang, bang, bang...

A series of loud noises startled him.

He turned his head and looked.

The high priest had a headache.

It was Lou Xing, holding a wooden sword and angrily chopping the pillar.

Judging from the posture, he was determined not to stop until he cut it off.

"Xing'er, what's wrong with you?"

There was no way. The patriarch had told him to treat him as his own son. The high priest could only be patient and try to squeeze out a little loving smile.

Although it was not the first time he was called Xing'er, Lou Xing almost vomited.

Unfortunately, it was useless to object.

Good son, baby son, Xingxing...

In order to enhance the father-son relationship, the high priest could find ways to disgust him with the most intimate names.

In Lou Xing's mind, the scene of himself holding a sharp sword and madly stabbing the high priest emerged.

One sword, two swords, three swords...

Stabbed more than a hundred swords in one breath.

Lou Xing finally felt better.

He sighed in his heart.

This stress relief method was a self-created method he used to relieve stress and release negative emotions when he was a child and underwent rigorous mercenary training.

After he survived successfully and officially debuted, he never used it again.

Because fine wine, delicious food, beautiful women and luxury cars became his new means of releasing stress and negative emotions.

He really didn't expect that one day, after he was already the top ten mercenary king in the mercenary world, he would actually use the stress relief method he created before.

He adjusted his mentality a little.

Lou Xing pretended to be angry, and his childish voice sounded

"It's all Xiaohu. He clearly promised to accompany me to climb the cliff today, but when I went to find him, he broke his promise and said that his father had no job to transport spirit stones, so he had to sneak out of the valley with his father and dig earth fruits to exchange spirit stones with other tribesmen, otherwise the spirit stones at home would become less and less."

"Damn it! He actually dared to violate the ban and sneak out of the valley. I'm going to chop off his fingers!"

The high priest was immediately angry.

"..."

Lou Xing was speechless.

Sure enough, he was an old thing whose soul was corrupted by power. Don't you understand the key points of what I said?

Climb the cliff!

The spirit stones at home are getting less and less!

In his mind, there was a scene of holding a long sword and chopping at the high priest's head.

Cut off one head, and another head grew.

Swish, swish, swish...

"By the way, Xing'er, what did you say just now? You want to climb the cliff? You are only at the sixth level of the Lingfang period, and you have not yet reached the Lingfa period. You have not learned the ability to fly, which is too dangerous."

When he had only chopped off more than twenty heads, the high priest suddenly exclaimed.

"It's too boring not to climb the cliff. Besides, many people are climbing, not just me."

Lou Xing had a thousand words in his mind, not knowing whether he should tell the old man in front of him.

Fortunately, the old man finally found a key point.

"I can't control others' climbing, but you are not allowed to climb anyway. Tell Dad what you want, as long as you don't climb the cliff, anything is fine."

The high priest pondered and said, "Otherwise, I will ask the captain of the guard to take you hunting tomorrow? He is the only Lingfa period in the tribe. With him, it will be safe."

Lou Xing rolled his eyes.

Old man, still can't grasp the key point.

He could only pretend to have thought of something, and said excitedly, "Otherwise, you gather all the children together and find someone to teach us how to read and practice?"

"Those who want to learn how to read and practice can learn from their parents. There are also people in the tribe who specialize in teaching writing and practice, and there is no prohibition for you children to attend as auditors."

The high priest said proudly, "All the people who teach writing in the tribe were taught by me personally. If you want to learn, I can teach you, but I can only spare some time at night to teach you, because my father is too busy these days."

"As for practice, I will ask the captain of the guard to take time to teach you, because he is in the spiritual law period."

...

"Three seconds of silence for Lou Xing!"

"Congratulations to Lou Xing, you have received the love from your old father, a total of three pounds and two ounces!"

"I think it would be better for him to say it directly. Although this old thing slapped the whole human race not long ago and realized Yi Chen's intention to knock on the spiritual law practitioners, he has no concept of school in his head, and he does not have the vision and thinking that transcends the times. How can you let him realize it?"

The audience in the live broadcast room all shook their heads.

Yi Chen was busy cultivating and improving his realm during this period, and the female audience was watching with great interest.

Most of the male audience chose other places.

Therefore, there were also many spectators on Lou Xing and the high priest's side.

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"I will gather all the children together to learn characters and practice together. I want you to build a large courtyard as an academy, which is specially used to teach children to learn characters and practice!"

Lou Xing could only go straight to the point.

No way, this old thing can't be guided.

He stopped pretending.

He showed his hand!

"No, this matter is a little bit big, I have to ask the clan leader for permission."

The high priest shuddered and shook his head repeatedly.

Accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. Unless there is something big, he would not want to see Yi Chen even if he was beaten to death.

Not to mention, he was full and had nothing to do, so he took the initiative to find Yi Chen.

"I want it, I want it!"

What Lou Xing wanted was for the high priest to go to Yi Chen to discuss the construction of the academy.

He sat down on the ground without hesitation.

Spread his legs.

Raise his arms.

Stare at the high priest.

He looked like he would roll on the ground and make a scene if he didn't agree with him.

"This, this really won't work..."

The high priest's eyes were filled with pleading.

Lou Xing's eyes were determined.

"Okay! I'll try!"

The high priest wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Also, you have to be the dean. You have the final say in this academy, so that I can have the final say."

Lou Xing increased the stakes again.

"I am the high priest of the tribe. I am the most powerful person besides the tribe leader. What's wrong with being a small dean...Okay, I'll be the dean!"

Seeing that Lou Xing was spreading his arms and legs again, the high priest compromised again.

He had no way to deal with this naughty child.

Although Yi Chen had told him that he must be strict when it was necessary.

But he couldn't do it because he had a son for the first time.

"Also, you have to set aside an area and allow the tribesmen to exchange items for spirit stones. In this way, even if there is nothing to do, they can make some handicrafts, or sneak out to dig some earth fruits, hunt a few beasts, and come back to exchange for spirit stones."

"In this way, Xiaohu doesn't have to go digging earth fruits with his father, and can play with me."

Lou Xing was too lazy to guide him, and went straight to the point again.

"Hey, this idea seems good!"

The high priest's eyes lit up.

When Yi Chen came back, he asked him if he had considered the fact that many tribesmen had nothing to do after the Yunxia tribe was incorporated into the valley.

And this matter has always been a headache for him.

Lou Xing's words made him feel suddenly enlightened.

Lou Xing jumped up from the ground and patted the dust on his butt.

Let's go!

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the fact that those fake serious criminals had not yet risen to guide the high priest to decentralize power and try to cultivate a few confidants to occupy important positions first.

If you cling to all the power, even if you are not exhausted to death, you will be killed by someone sooner or later.

But think about it and forget it.

The more confidants you have, the faster you die.

The world is big, and the patriarch who stays in the stone house all day and is a heavy otaku is the real ruler of the Yanshan tribe.

When you can't figure out his thoughts and guess where his bottom line is in this regard, rashly guiding the high priest to cultivate confidants may be a big taboo.

Moreover, this old man is busy every day, busy suppressing those capable people and not letting them stand out, so he has no time to find me to cultivate the father-son relationship.

Lou Xing actually longs for fatherly love. He has been an orphan since he was a child and was found by the mercenary organization to receive rigorous training.

Watching his friends around him die one by one, he fantasized countless times that a powerful father would fall from the sky, holding him in one hand and holding a laser gun in the other, killing all the instructors.

He really didn't expect that when he grew up, an old father would actually fall from the sky.

The deep fatherly love made his heart, which had become as hard and cold as steel, ripple.

Every time they met, he would feel sick several times.