Chaoyang rises eastward.

In the courtyard, the three of them practiced hard, but their faces were red and sweating was as they were sweating.

"Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted flower duck, roasted chicks, roasted geese, braised pigs, braised duck sauce chicken and bacon..."

Zhang Meng muttered something in his mouth, his eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, and his face was full of ruthlessness to practice hard.

Of course, he was not trying to join Deyun Club. This was Yang Xin’s “cultivational formula” to inspire his foodie soul and fight against the severe pain during practice.

"snort!"

When practicing, Yang Ting was a dull gourd. He often didn't say a word and only hummed when the pain reached the extreme. He also sweated and smoked all over his body, as if he had just crawled out of a steamer.

“…”

Yang Xin was also gritting his teeth and persevering, his fists were like thunder, kicking into wind, and his movements were thunderous and rushing, and his movements were wide open and closed.

The longer you practice, the greater the benefit.

...

Zhang Meng was the first to be discouraged, sat down, and shouted weakly, "I want to eat candied fruit", with a bitter and revenge on his face, and he refused to move any longer.

"Well!"

After a while, Yang Ting groaned, stopped moving and started to rest.

However, even when he was resting, he still stood tall and stood straight.

Its mind is obvious.

The sound of wind and thunder continued, and soon, only Yang Xin was left, practicing one move at a time, with meticulous movements. Even though his clothes were sweating, he still kept going.

"Huh~~"

Yang Xin breathed deeply, and while practicing, his expression seemed to be thoughtful.

"What is this..."

Five styles of pulling mountains, carrying tripods, fighting for deer, breaking pots, and unloading armor. They practice from beginning to end and then gradually form a ring connected to the end, like the "Zhoutian" described by Taoism.

After dozens of weeks, he seemed to have broken some kind of barrier, feeling light and flowing. Although he was still tired, it was much smoother.

He had lasted for two more moments before he leaned on the tree to rest.

Yang Xin breathed slightly and nodded with satisfaction: It seems that in this life, he is not just a handsome person, but also has other advantages.

Innate innate, come to make up for it after tomorrow, lack of size, and make up for it with skills...

In fact, at the beginning, Yang Xin did not have high requirements for himself: Don’t be like the unparalleled general Pan, my big axe has been hungry and thirsty, and it’s enough to be killed in one go.

Now it seems that through acquired efforts, I can't say that I can become a quasi-first-class or even a first-class general!

“If we can obtain the ‘destiny’, it would be even better…”

Yang Xin licked his lips.

We, the great official, never know what "contentment" means. We will not be content with a small fortune and will only gain a better position.

He only has a vague concept of "destiny".

Destiny can be compared to the game characters in King of Pesticides. Each character (destiny) is unique, and its skills (talent) are naturally the only one, and there is no branch.

In other words, Dong Zhuo's "合" and Yin Duan's "合" will only belong to one person. Unless they are dead, disabled, weak, and depressed, there will be no new "合" and "合".

Talent is subordinate to destiny, and it is also unique. It can be roughly divided into three categories: active, passive, and halo type that can bless others, such as "Piyi".

Of course, there are very few people who can obtain "destiny" and they are all rare talents, none of them. However, the conditions for obtaining "destiny" are inconclusive, which seems to be related to personal abilities and achievements, but there is no clear rules and regulations, full of surprises and randomness.

"Ameng, hurry up and finish the meal. Let's go to elementary school together." Yang Xin took a few deep breaths and reminded him, "Also, remember to rinse your mouth. If you don't rinse your mouth, be careful of insects and your teeth falling out, and see how you eat..."

"Yeah, yeah." Zhang Meng just kept stuffing candied fruit into his mouth, and said vaguely.

Primary school means enlightenment education.

Yang Xin is too young to join Zhang Huan directly.

What's more, elementary school is also necessary.

The words used now are official script, and Yang Xin, a literary dog, sadly discovered that in this era, he was almost an illiterate person who could not read a basket of big words.

Hey hey hey, aren’t the time travelers all crazy and cool? Are they all heifers so awesome on the plane, don’t you explain? Why do you think I’m...

Yang Xin was very melancholy.

...

"Young Master, wait a moment."

The three of them rested for a while and were about to go to elementary school, Wang Yan hurried into the door.

He followed both of them, both of whom were bowing their heads and respectfully.

"Young Master, the Lord has found two companions for you. They are about the same age as you, and they are all carefully selected talents." Wang Yan said with a smile.

The "master" that Wang Yan mentioned was Yang Biao.

As the emperor's teacher, Yang Ci had to focus on Liu Hong's number one flower in the motherland, so he naturally couldn't get any time. Yang Xin could only rely on Yang Biao, the father who was the mayor of Chang'an.

"Is there someone on the list?" Yang Xin's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly.

"No." Wang Yan hesitated and shook his head again.

Yang Xin showed disappointment.

Mr. Guan Er, you and I have no choice but to be together, so I can only have another day...

He was not discouraged, and he stopped thinking, looked at the two people behind Wang Yan, and his expression changed slightly.

"So tall! This kid is about the same age as me? He grew up eating Jin Kezi?"

His eyes narrowed and he was attracted by the person on the left first.

The boy is tall and half a head taller than Zhang Meng. If Wang Yan doesn't say it, Yang Xin would never believe that the other party and him are the same age as him.

Unlike Zhang Meng, who is fat and thin, he has a strong body, but his body is well-proportioned, with a tiger body and a wolf waist, standing like a pillar that holds the sky.

"Bao comes out, a native of Xinfeng, Jingzhao, just under the rule of the Lord." Wang Yan smiled and introduced, "The five brothers in his family are born with a strong and born with divine power. He was very surprised by his mother's filial piety at a young age. His master was very surprised. When his father died in the Qiang Rebellion, the five brothers were young and unable to make a living, the Lord took them in and was temporarily attached to the clan."

"Bao came out?" Yang Xin nodded. He had never heard of the name before and looked at another person.

In comparison, the boy on the right is much more common. His face is made of thick eyebrows and big eyes, bright eyes and strong body, but compared with Bao, he is not very outstanding.

"His name is Gao Shun. He doesn't know his hometown or parents. He is an orphan. At the beginning, he was wandering..." Just like introducing Bao Chu, Wang Yan also explained step by step.

"Gao Shun?" Yang Xin's eyes widened and his face was full of disheveled expression.

But three words appeared in his mind, - trapped camp!

Gao Shun!

Yang Xin is naturally familiar with this name.

——The most powerful general under Lu Bu, the gene primrose of the "stalking camp" of the three kingdoms' top special forces, a loyal, brave and resourceful general, is also a model of the working soul of the migrant workers. He takes less and works much, and in the end he even pays his life to the boss.

According to "Heroes", Gao Shun "has been commanded more than 700 soldiers, named thousands of people, and his armor and tools are all neat and neat. Every attack is broken, and the one who attacks is called the "Stealing Camp."

Although there is also the possibility of the same name and surname, Yang Xin is nine points confident. The person in front of him is afraid that he will be the good general Gao Shun.

Bang!

A dull sound woke Yang Xin up from his thoughts.

He turned around and saw Zhang Meng lying on the ground, moaning "Ouch, Ouch," rolling back and forth like a bloated ball, while Bao Chuze, who was beside him, looked at a loss.

"Brother Yan, what's going on?" Yang Xin wondered.

"This..." Wang Yan looked embarrassed.

After hearing Wang Yan's explanation, Yang Xin couldn't help but laugh and cry.

It turned out that Zhang Meng heard Wang Yan's evaluation of Bao's "natural power", which made him, who had always been conceited, dissatisfied, so he stepped forward to fight Bao, but as soon as he fought, he was let down by the other party.

"Ameng, do you know that there is still a mountain high?" Yang Xin teased, and was shocked. "This Bao is famous and has such courage? In addition, Gao Shun, to be honest, the father has good ability to recognize people..."

But he didn't know that Bao Chu was also a super fierce man who left his name in history.

When he was an adult, Bao Chu once chased dozens of ogres (people-eating thieves) alone to save his mother. He fought against many people, but he killed more than ten people in succession, killing the thief to cry for his father and mother, and obediently handed over his mother and neighbors, which was awesome in the world and left his name in history.

"Not bad, very good..." Yang Xin rubbed his chin and pondered.

He knew that innate endowment was just the foundation, and later encounters might be even more important. These two people were good talents, but if they were not trained properly, they might become like everyone else.

However, Yang Xin was not worried about this.

The knowledge of knowledge of literature and characters, Confucianism, Taoism, and Law is included in the Yang family; the physical training is used to train the five styles of "Over King"; the riding technique is used to control the dragon, and the shooting technique is used to have three-foot wind and thunder; as for military strategy, there are "Sunzi" and "Wuzi" as theoretical basis, sexy Zhang Huan posted online——, cough cough, teaching, and then the guests in the clan are attached as chess pieces, and the Yellow Turban Rebellion is used as training ground...

Yang Xin believes that their future will inevitably be limitless!
Chapter completed!