Chapter 12: Fried with the same root

At this time, in a courtyard, a young man had just finished his exercises. Walked to a graceful woman and sat down directly.
This person is Zhao Zhenyu, Zhao Yiming's eldest brother, and he has reached the Ninth Level of Jinjin in his cultivation. He is the number one master of the Zhao family's younger generation and is also known as the number one genius.
And this woman is Zhao Zhenyu's mother, Zhao Hu's original wife, Zhang Yuan. At the same time, she is also the sister of Rongcheng City who advocates Wenchang, even in Zhao's family.
Zhang Yuan's skin is very delicate, as if she could pinch out water. With red glow on his face, a pair of beautiful eyes, Gu Pan, Xi Xi, is really glamorous. Compared with those young girls, there are more charms of mature women.
Holding a handkerchief in her hand, Zhang Yuan gently wiped the sweat from her face for Zhao Zhenyu. A pair of cherishment said: "Don't work too your own. Hurry up is not enough. Don't hurt your body."
Zhao Zhenyu hurriedly bowed his hands and said: "My mother is worried, and the child knows it naturally. However, I feel like I'm so close I can break into the condensing state."
Seeing that her son knows the book and Da Li, Zhang Yuan has a little more love in her eyes. With a slight smile, he said, "Have you heard of the school affairs today?"
Zhao Zhenyu nodded and said, "My child has heard reports from others. I didn't expect the third brother to hide so deeply! Not only has his ability reached the fifth stage of refining strength, but he can also receive the third palm of the sixth elder."
Zhang Yuan looked very angry when she heard Zhao Zhenyu say this. He whispered softly: "He is just a bitch's son, how worthy to be your brother! If I hear you call him third brother in the future, I will ignore you again."
Zhao Zhenyu stood up in trepidation, and hurriedly saluted his mistake and said: "Mother, don't be angry, it's a child's slip of the tongue. It won't be like this again!"
Zhang Yuan was still stern, but she saw Zhao Zhenyu's panic. I couldn't help but chuckled, this laugh can be said to make the flowers lose their color.
Zhang Yuan continued: "But this kid is beyond our expectation. Shouldn't he be a waste of roots? How could he be able to cultivate suddenly, and he has such a high level of cultivation!"
Zhao Zhenyu also frowned, but then said disapprovingly: "This is still puzzling. But this is nothing great, but it's just the fifth stage of Jin Jin!"
Zhang Yuan shook her head, and said thoughtfully: "No matter what, we can't be careless. Your second brother is already a big threat to us. You can't let this kid grow up. The position of the master must be Yours, any situation that threatens us must be killed in the bud."
As the saying goes, it is the most poisonous to a woman's heart. When Zhang Yuan said these last words, her face was full of hideousness. For her son, she dare to do anything!
Although Zhao Zhenyu was a little disapproving, he did not want to disappoint his mother. He nodded and said, "Since your mother is worried about this, I will remove him at this hunting meeting."
Zhang Yuan nodded, did not speak, but stood up and walked into the room.
Zhao Zhenyu bowed to send him off, but when he looked up at his mother's enchanting back, his eyes were full of love, not like the kind of love a child had for his mother, but like a lover!
In a lush bamboo forest, a young man in black was sitting cross-legged on the ground. He closed his eyes tightly and had a long sword on his knee.
A gust of breeze blew, blowing down the sky full of bamboo leaves. The man in black suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body jumped into the air. The long sword in his hand was out of its sheath angrily, and the sword light kept flashing, and each bamboo leaf was evenly divided into two halves.
The man in black dropped his sword on the ground, and clapping came from outside the bamboo forest. An arched old man approached while clapping his hands and said: "The young master's swordsmanship is a lot more advanced, and he has already gained the essence of Ye Family's swordsmanship! The young lady can also look down in the ground."
The man in black is Zhao Yiming's second brother, Zhao Zhenlin, and the hunched old man is Fu Bo who married her mother back then. His mother was originally the jewel in the palm of a generation of swordsman Ye Guangruo, and was attracted by Zhao Hu's heroic posture. In spite of his father's opposition, he was willing to marry him and be a child.
Originally, by virtue of her grandfather's fame, his mother lived very happily in this family. But his grandfather died at the hands of a traitor in a fight.
Suddenly, their lives took a turn for the worse, and his mother was constantly bullied by Zhang Yuan. In the end melancholy becomes ill and ends with hatred!
But unlike Zhao Yiming, he has shown a strong talent for cultivation since he was a child, and he is also a good orange root. So these days can be considered passable, but he has always had a hatred in his heart!
Zhao Zhenlin has always regarded Zhang Yuan as his mother and foe, and at the same time regarded her elder brother Zhao Zhenyu as his life enemy. Without the aid of the pill, he can still be on the same level as Zhao Zhenyu's cultivation. This talent is indeed above him.
Zhao Zhenlin took the towel handed by Fu Bo, wiped the sweat on his head and said: "I must step into the condensing state before Zhao Zhenyu. As long as I am here, he wants to be the master of the house and dream of it!"
Uncle Fu said at this time: "Sure enough, none of the children of the Zhao family are fuel-efficient lamps. The young master should have heard about the schoolyard. This Zhao Yiming has endured for so many years. This moment is really a blockbuster."
Zhao Zhenlin snorted coldly and said, "My third brother is really impressive, but it's a pity that he hasn't forgotten his skills yet! But with the mere five levels of Jinjin, I am afraid that nothing will happen?"
Like his grandfather looking at his grandson, Uncle Fu said lovingly to Zhao Zhenlin: "My opinion is the opposite of that of the young master. It is just right for him to show his ability at this time.
If a person has been bullied for a long time, he cannot vent this fire. After a long time, it will go with the flow and slowly become its own nature.
And he chooses to break out at this point in time, so he can show his strength and get the attention of others! Secondly, his strength is not very strong. Many people may not count him when calculating opponents! There is such a calculation at a young age, and this character is indeed terrifying. "
Zhao Zhenlin's eyes lit up and looked at Fubo and said, "It is my mother's last wish to make me the owner of the house! No matter who it is, as long as it becomes a stumbling block for me, I will kick him out.
For this hunting conference, let me have a good chat with this third brother! "Uncle Fu nodded earnestly, both of them showed sulky smiles.