Sweeping the world

Chapter 5 Sound
Returning to his yard from the training ground, Chen Ming didn't do anything else.

At this moment, he is really flipping through ancient books as he said before, looking like he is studying his homework.

It's not that Chen Ming is eager to learn, but that he really can't find what to do.

His Linyuan sword technique was improved by relying on the source force, and he didn't do anything at all, even if he went to train the sword technique, it seemed superfluous.

Practicing the knife alone may not be very effective, but improving it with source power will definitely have an immediate effect.

There is not much entertainment on Mount Yue. If you don't practice martial arts, then the remaining time is better spent studying your homework than wasting it in a daze.

"By the way, it seems that there are imperial examinations for the major officials in this world."

Sitting quietly on the head of the bed, looking at the ancient book in his hand that recorded the quotations of his ancestors, Chen Ming thought in his heart: "Maybe if I go on like this, I can also go to the number one examination in the future."

There is indeed an imperial examination in this world, and this point has been confirmed as early as when Chen Ming just traveled through.

After coming to the Yueshan School, the Academy of Arts in the Yueshan School claimed to have produced several champions.

Of course, according to Chen Ming's later understanding, he discovered that this was pure bragging.

It is true that Yueshan Academy of Arts has produced many scholars, but even the best among them, that is, barely won the Jinshi, and they are still far away from the number one scholar.

Most of the rumors in Yueshan were slowly exaggerated by some disciples who did not understand the rules of the imperial examination.

Of course, for Chen Ming, the imperial examination was not very attractive.

His family in this life was wealthy, and there were also several members of the family who were officials in the court.

Chen Ming, as the only child of the head of the Chen family, even if he doesn't do anything, he will probably live a rich life in the future, and it doesn't matter whether he takes the imperial examination or not.

For Chen Ming, all his thoughts at the moment were on martial arts.

Practicing martial arts, the feeling of constantly becoming stronger and full of power is so fascinating that Chen Ming can't help but be attracted to it, eager to reach a higher level.

And if you want to become strong as soon as possible, you need source power.

"Speaking of which, what is the law of obtaining source power?"

Sitting on the head of the bed, Chen Ming put down the book in his hand, covered his face, and thought suddenly.

Because he didn't know the function of the source force at the beginning, Chen Ming didn't explore the method of source force growth in depth. He only knew that the source force on his body would gradually increase as time went by, and he didn't know the specific law of it. .

"It seems that we need to pay more attention in the future."

Shaking his head, he thought so in his heart, then put down the book and looked at the sky outside.

After a day of tossing, the sky outside has slowly turned dark at this moment, and patches of shadows are shrouded outside, turning the world into blackness.

"It's already night."

This thought flashed through Chen Ming's mind, and after thinking about it, he closed his clothes and fell asleep, slowly closing his eyes.

A faint sense of fatigue surged from his body, accompanied by a strong sense of sleepiness, and Chen Ming fell asleep in a short while.

However, perhaps because of his improved cultivation, Chen Ming felt a little different from before that night.

When he fell asleep, an inexplicable breath began to escape around, with a little afterglow.

While half asleep and half awake, Chen Ming seemed to see something.

In the dark night, a pair of eyes seemed to slowly appear, quietly lurking in the shadows, staring at him there.

"help me."

A voice slowly sounded in the ears, the voice was cold and low, with a little hoarseness, like the sound of a person choking his throat, with a sense of heaviness.

Chen Ming turned over, as if he didn't hear him.

The outside voices continued, and in the shadows, those inexplicable eyes seemed to be even colder.

"help me."

The voice continued to sound, this time, the voice was much clearer.

"Back Mountain."

In the shadows, this existence slowly announced a position, and then the voice quickly faded, and slowly disappeared in the ears.

The next day.

In the early morning, Chen Ming came to the classroom of the Academy of Arts.

"Chang'an. This is you?"

Just sitting down, Wang Li, who was sitting in front of him, turned around and looked at Chen Ming as if he wanted to say something, but he was taken aback by his current appearance: "Chang'an, what are you. Didn't sleep well last night?"

Looking at Chen Ming's appearance at the moment, he was a little puzzled.

"I had a nightmare last night, and I didn't sleep well."

Chen Ming rubbed his eyes. Although he was quite energetic, his face was still a little tired.

"That's right, Brother Wang."

As if thinking of something, Chen Ming raised his head, and said seemingly unintentionally: "When you fell asleep last night, did you hear an inexplicable sound?"

"An inexplicable sound?" Wang Li was a little puzzled: "No, I just fell asleep last night and didn't hear anything."

"Maybe it's my own nightmare."

Chen Ming touched his head: "Do you know Houshan?"

"Houshan?"

Wang Li was stunned for a moment, and then realized: "It's a forbidden place on the mountain. Only the head and a few elders can go there. Outsiders are not allowed to enter."

"Speaking of which, why are you asking this?"

"It's just a little curious." Chen Ming said casually, and came directly: "I have been on the mountain for more than a month, and I have been to most places on the mountain. I have not been to the back mountain, so I just asked."

"That's right." Hearing what Chen Ming said, Wang Li nodded with deep understanding: "This mountain is really boring. When I first came here, I was almost driven crazy by this place. If my old man didn't force me to study here, I would've already Went down the mountain."

"But there's nothing unusual about the back mountain. I sneaked in once, and there was nothing inside, just a few buildings." He shook his head and said so.

"Have you ever been in?" Chen Ming was stunned: "It's not a forbidden area."

"Chang An is too sincere."

Wang Li shook his head: "He won't let us in, why can't we sneak in?"

"Besides, although that place is said to be a forbidden area, it's so big that only the head and the elders will go in. As long as you're careful, you won't be discovered."

"Is there anything queer in there?"

Chen Ming was stunned for a while, and then asked tentatively after being silent for a while.

"Strange stuff?"

Wang Li rubbed his chin: "A few old buildings that look old?"

"There is a large area there, but there are only a few old buildings that are locked up, and nothing can be found at all."

"Chang'an, if you think about it, I'll take you there next time to have a look."

"Okay." Chen Ming nodded.

At this moment, accompanied by the sound of slight footsteps, the teacher who came to teach also came over.

He was wearing an old lady's robe, and his face was still serious. He stood on the podium in front of him and glanced down. Seeing that no one was absent, he began to give lectures.

"Is that voice really an illusion?"

In the lecture hall, thinking about the voice he heard last night, this thought flashed through Chen Ming's mind, and his heart was inevitably clouded.

A morning class ended soon. After the morning class was over, Chen Ming left the hall where the Academy of Arts was located, and walked towards the dining hall of the Yueshan School.

It has to be said that although the entertainment facilities in the Yueshan School are extremely lacking, in terms of some infrastructure, this place is still in place.

The masters who teach in the Academy of Arts are all famous scholars. On weekdays, the daily necessities of students and disciples are also taken care of by special servants. In this place, students only need to concentrate on practicing martial arts and studying, and don’t need to care about other things at all. .

Walking into the dining hall, because it was still early, there were not many people inside, including an old acquaintance of Chen Ming.

"Junior Brother Chen!" A soft cry came from the front, accompanied by a little girl's smile, which was revealed in front of Chen Ming's eyes.

Not far in front of Chen Ming, Fang Jia was wearing a gray dress. He was standing up and waving at Chen Ming, with a cute smile on his baby-fat little face.

"Senior Sister Fang."

Looking at Fang Jia, Chen Ming was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and walked along the path.

For more than a month on Mount Yue, although Chen Ming and Fang Jia didn't meet much, they still kept in touch and got along fairly well with each other.

Sitting directly in front of Fang Jia, before chatting for a long time, the servants at the side brought out the meal ordered by Chen Ming.

A plate of good beef, a big bowl of vegetarian noodles, some fried cakes and dried meat.

Looking at these things, Chen Ming felt a little hungry unconsciously. He stretched out his hand, picked up the roasted beef and took a bite.

I don't know why, this time Chen Ming's appetite seemed to be particularly good, and he finished a plate of beef and a large bowl of plain noodles in just a short while.

After solving these, he looked at the pancakes and dried meat in front of him, stretched out his hand, and brought over a large sheet of delicious pancakes.

"Junior Brother, is it okay for you to eat so much?"

Fang Jia stared dumbfounded at Chen Ming's continuous eating, and looked at his small figure, doubting his eyes for a moment.

"Should be all right?"

After finishing the last pancake in one bite, looking at the empty plate in front of him, Chen Ming was stunned for a while before saying so.

I don't know why, but his appetite seems to be particularly good today. Even if he eats so much food in one go, he doesn't feel full at all, but wants to have some more.

"People who practice martial arts have a bigger appetite than ordinary people."

A voice came from the side, accompanied by a slight sound of footsteps.

Chen Ming and the two turned around and saw a handsome young man in a gray robe with a smile on his face, walking towards the intersection of the dining hall.

Walking all the way in front of Chen Ming, he glanced at Chen Ming, and then said: "This junior should be very diligent in practicing martial arts on weekdays, his body is exhausted, and it is not surprising that he eats a lot when he is still growing up. .”

"Senior Brother Lu Liang."

Beside him, seeing someone coming, Fang Jia quickly got up, looked at him and said hello.

"It's Junior Sister Fang."

Seeing Fang Jia beside him, Lu Liang nodded gently, with a smile on his face all the time, then turned around and looked at Chen Ming: "Junior Brother Chen, we meet again."

(End of this chapter)