Yan Zhengming's saber is really dazzling, how can I not mention the sword itself, the scabbard alone is invaluable, and it is full of gems, and the Queen's phoenix crown may not have so many treasures.

Zhou Hanzheng sized him up and said, "Anyone in the audience who can introduce qi into the body knows that the initial sense of qi was generated by fate. I don't know why Sect Master Yan entered the Tao?"

Yan Zhengming is now thinking about whether he should go and say goodbye to the island master of Qinglong if he wants to leave. He knows in his heart that the island owner helps them find someone and provides shelter. He can be said to be benevolent and righteous to them, but the grievances he has never suffered in his life are all there. After tasting it on Qinglong Island, Yan Zhengming couldn't help but feel some resentment and anger towards the island owner.

When asked, he didn't want to spend much time talking, so he said very briefly, "Sword."

Zhou Han nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I guessed it, I can see that Sect Master Yan loves his sword very much."

As soon as these words came out, even the three words "Sect Master Yan" seemed very ironic. Some people were watching the fun, and some people deliberately complied with the mighty Guardian Zuo, and there was a burst of laughter.

The blue veins on Cheng Qian's forehead jumped for a while. Li Yun knew that he couldn't hold back. Seeing him move, he immediately jumped up and pressed him under his palm, and warned in a low voice, "Are you causing trouble again?"

Cheng Qian clenched his fists white, everyone has an unbearable limit, which may seem unreasonable to others, but it is the anger that the party concerned can't swallow no matter what, if others insult him face to face, Cheng Qian is for the overall situation , you may not be willing to conflict with others, so you will endure it.

But when it fell on the master and the brothers, he couldn't stand it no matter what.

Li Yun stuck one hand tightly on his shoulder, and said in Cheng Qian's ear, "Don't make trouble, I'm afraid Senior Brother wants to go back."

Cheng Qian paused.

Li Yun whispered: "Xiao Qian, think about it carefully, you can't stand it, how can the senior brother stand it, I'm afraid that when he sees the big hillside of this scripture hall this morning, he will feel that he wants to go back."

Zhou Hanzheng first put Yan Zhengming aside, and talked eloquently about the various ways he knew about absorbing qi into the body. After counting the examples, he said: "Introducing qi into the body is the first step to communicate with the world, after this level is passed. Even if all of you have officially entered the door, the next step is the cultivation technique. As for what this cultivation technique is, each sect has its own unique secrets, but most of the essential contents are similar, and they are all teaching you how to introduce the spirit of heaven and earth. In the body, it forms its own true essence."

"The so-called profound skill, in addition to the skill of swordsmanship, also depends on whether your true essence is mellow." Zhou Hanzheng turned to Yan Zhengming and asked, "I wonder how long it took for Yan Sect to introduce Qi into the body?"

Yan Zhengming was silent for a while.

The Fuyao sect never pays attention to the exercises. The first thing for the disciples after entering the school is to endlessly carve spells to train the meridians. Occasionally, they get into meditation or have enlightenment by chance. Zhenren Muchun has never asked them to meditate and concentrate like other sects. Yuan.

Zhou Hanzheng seemed to have decided that Yan Zhengming was an ignorant dude, and asked with a smile, "Sect Master Yan, what's wrong?"

Yan Zhengming: "...Three years."

Zhou Hanzheng clasped his palms and smiled: "Three years of qi-introduction into the body, you should have achieved a small amount of skill. Let me see it later."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a strange wind on the stage, all of which swept towards Yan Zhengming. Yan Zhengming instinctively slashed his sword in front of him, and his qi sense was instantly mobilized, forming an invisible cover under his feet to protect him.

Zhou Han just took his time and said to everyone under the stage, who stretched their necks and looked up: "This set of exercises is called rockery and rivers, and it was created by my sect to test the skills of school disciples. I think some of you have already seen it in the Qinglong exam. This form is called Flying Sand Walk and Stone Walk. It is aimed at beginner disciples. Those who have achieved little success within three years, and those who are diligent and outstanding can persist in this Flying Sand Walk for a few days, the second-class can hold on for a few hours, and once again, it is also possible for one hour and three minutes. , as for..."

Yan Zhengming only felt a buzzing sound in his ears - he had never practiced True Essence, and he would not be able to mobilize his breath routinely at all. Soon his limbs almost lost consciousness. The air membrane on the side had been shattered, and an unstoppable force slammed into Yan Zhengming's chest, and then the hurricane hit him fiercely like a whip. high platform.

That Zhou Hanzheng looked at Yan Zhengming who fell out indifferently, and calmly filled out the second half of his sarcastic remarks: "As for those who are not qualified enough, they use medicinal herbs to improve their realm, and I thought that they entered the Dao by 'taking medicine'. They may be able to stick to a tea and a stick of incense, but it seems that I have overestimated... Is this 'medicine pie' master Yan okay?"

Chapter 36

Yan Zhengming felt that all the bones in his body seemed to have been broken. For a while, his five senses and six senses failed together, and he could only see Zhou Hanzheng's condescending gaze, as if in his eyes he was just a mere bird lying in the dust and not worth mentioning. ants.

Several people ran over, maybe the juniors, or their own Taoist boys. They all tried to help him up, but Yan Zhengming's legs didn't have any strength, and they didn't work at all.

Yan Zhengming didn't know if he fainted at that time, he felt a little dazed, and in the trance he seemed to hear the voice of the master: "Zhengming, you are from a rich and noble background, you don't know the sufferings of the world, and you never know what adversity is. It's not a good thing, as a teacher, I will send you the word 'thinking' today as a precept."

That was eight years... No, it was almost nine years ago. He had just joined the Fuyao School and received the ordination for the first time at Shizhitang.

Yan Zhengming has been too lazy to read and practice martial arts since he was a child. He didn't understand it at the time and asked, "What do you mean, Master, what do you want me to think about?"

Mu Chunzhen said: "The jade, the stone, was indistinguishable from the Shashuo stubborn stone on the road at first, after years, it was condensed by fire or tempered, and it was hidden in the mountains and underwater without no one. Knowing that, you still need to grind off the stone skin, ponder it in every possible way, and even add a knife and axe to make it into a tool. Zhengming, you are the great disciple of my Fuyao Sect. "

Yes, he also asked at the time, what is "the great disciple of the mountain".

The master's answer was: "The opening of the mountain is the beginning of the bloodline inheritance. You are the first person in my Fuyao sect that has never been seen before or has never come since."

A mouthful of fishy breath rushed between his brows, Yan Zhengming casually pushed away the hand that was in front of him, and vomited a mouthful of blood. He didn't want to know what kind of bear he was at the moment. When he reached the burning pain, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and he touched the side face and forehead with the blood of Sha Shuo's floating dust mixed with it. His white clothes had already rubbed like a mud monkey. .

Yan Zhengming heard Zhou Hanzheng's voice coming from not far away: "You started from Qinglong Island, and in the future, you may be able to form your own faction, preaching and accepting disciples, then I have to advise you. At this time, when you are working hard, the school is not With a good name, you can really rise to the top."

Yan Zhengming's arms on the ground kept shivering, his full of anger and shame collided righteously, like the water and soil mixed into a swamp, sinking his whole body into it, and spitting out a Hatred is a deeper sadness than self-blame.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you? Say something, eldest brother!" Li Yun shook his shoulder vigorously.

Yan Zhengming's eyes finally got the focus, he looked at Li Yun, Cheng Qian, and Han Yuan blankly, and thought to himself, "Master is wrong, what kind of jade am I? I don't even count a stubborn stone, just A puddle of mud that won't hold up against the wall."

Master must be old and confused, otherwise how could he pass the head seal to him?

Yan Zhengming felt that the word "Fuyao" was like two big mountains, pressing on his shoulders respectively, and he was exhausted in body and spirit, and no one could bear the backbone of these two mountains.

"I..." He opened his mouth to say something, but his mouth seemed to be blocked by the bitter water, and a complete sentence could not be formed.

At this moment, Cheng Qian opened his mouth.

Cheng Qian asked, "When are we going back?"

As soon as these words came out, several people were stunned.

Yan Zhengming may want to flee, Han Yuan and Li Yun may not have so much persistence, everyone may say this sentence, but it should not come out of Cheng Qian's mouth.

These three junior brothers have always been outliers in Fuyao Mountain. It is obvious to all that they have no distractions in their cultivation. Open a door to the scripture building for him, and he can be sent by you. How can he personally ask to leave...

Han Yuan asked in a low voice, "Little Senior Brother, what did you say? Where are you going back to?"

"Go back to Fuyao Mountain," Cheng Qian said indifferently, "Follow the senior brother back first. I don't have anything to bring except for the books from the Jinglou. I can run errands to call a boat later, and give me the money first."

Cheng Qian said, without any hesitation, got up and turned to Yan Zhengming's other side, and Li Yun helped him up and walked out of the crowd first.

"Wait, Xiao Qian, listen to me!" Li Yun said in a low voice, "He is lecturing on the scriptures, and he will teach a lot of cultivation tips, haven't you listened?"

"No, you listen first," Cheng Qian said with an expressionless face, "I'm leaving, it's not uncommon."

Of course, Han Yuan and Li Yun couldn't stay by themselves. At this time, the lecture hall was less than an incense stick. After all, their group's departure was very noticeable, and even Zhou Hanzheng's eyes were on it for a while. On them, Li Yun had no choice but to turn around quickly, and said to Zhou Han who was on the high stage: "Let's forgive the Zuo Dharma, but our senior brother is a little uncomfortable..."

Zhou Han was swinging his fan frivolously, and smiled at Li Yun with a sarcastic expression: "Oh, then let your senior brothers take care of yourself."

After speaking, Zhou Han turned his eyes and landed on Cheng Qian, who had his back turned to him. He dragged a long tone and said lightly, "That kid... um, that kid who hit people in the face with a wooden sword, although you are also sloppy. It's normal, but swordsmanship is still a bit interesting, if you want to go further, you might as well try it under my door, after passing the exam, maybe you can find a place where you can learn swords seriously."