Ask about the Immortal Way

"Senior Shi! You are here!"

Yulang's alertness suddenly disappeared and he slapped his head. Thinking of what happened a month ago, he secretly thought that the other party should be here to pay back the medicine money.

The young man surnamed Shi said gently: "You saved me once, so you don't have to be so quarrelsome in the future. I call you Yulang, but you can call me Brother Shi."

"this……"

Yulang scratched his head.

Although this young man surnamed Shi was in a very embarrassed state every time, his cultivation level must have far surpassed him.

Yulang was not good at being polite to others, so he responded, "Brother Shi, is your injury healed?"

"Your honor is worthy of being a master of alchemy. After taking a dose of Yuluo Powder, the evil spirit of gold and mercury was immediately dissipated. I adjusted my breath for one month and the injury was completely under control. I only need to warm it up for a period of time." You will be cured."

The young man named Shi was amazed.

When Yulang heard this, he couldn't help but smile, happy for the other party and proud of his master's medical skills.

The sound of drills came from outside the bamboo forest.

The young man surnamed Shi turned his head and looked in the direction outside the bamboo forest. A strange color flashed in his eyes, "The immortal cultivator went down the mountain specifically to study and practice martial arts in the mortal world. This is the first time I have seen him as a brother. Does he mean to respect his master?"

Cultivation definitely requires reading and literacy.

After a person cultivates, he is full of energy, quick in thinking, and has an almost photographic memory. If he studies with ordinary students and still makes the same progress, he will undoubtedly be hindered and waste time.

"I want to go down the mountain to study, and Master agreed." Yulang waved the spear in his hand, "Brother Shi also knows how to shoot?"

"When I was a boy, my brother was envious of the free and unrestrained chivalrous people in novels. However, there were Shinto supervisors in the mortal world, so he could not use magic rashly, so he secretly learned martial arts, proclaimed his magic power, and went out to do chivalry and justice."

The young man surnamed Shi talked about the past, with a hint of sadness in his memory, and suddenly smiled, "The sword is a gentleman's weapon, and it is obviously more elegant than a gun and stick when walking in the world. However, I have also seen some masters with guns. Yours The spear skill can surpass most people, but this spear skill is supposed to be a powerful killing spear. You have not experienced actual combat, so you lack the power and determination."

Yulang was very envious of Brother Shi's experience, "When I was a child, I only learned some superficial kung fu from my father, and now I just practice it randomly. Spear art is a military formation killing style passed down by Master. I don't even know how to practice Zhenqi." Come out. I wonder if I will have the opportunity to travel down the mountain in the future and experience the superb martial arts in the world."

"Do you really want to continue studying martial arts?"

The young man surnamed Shi looked at Yulang in surprise, "Aren't you afraid that your master will scold you for not doing your job properly?"

The methods of immortal cultivators are incomparable to those of mortal warriors. How could anyone abandon the good to pursue the weak?

Seeing that Yulang's expression was a little stiff, the young man surnamed Shi changed his tone and said: "Martial arts training is not completely useless. During the Qi refining period, I fell into danger many times. Several times, I relied on the agility gained from martial arts training to catch me by surprise. , fight back and kill the opponent. Otherwise, you won’t be able to see my brother today.”

Having said this, the young man named Shi paused again.

There was only so much he could say. It was really difficult for martial arts to be used among foundation-building monks.

Yu Lang took a breath, "Brother Shi, there's no need to say anything. I understand that practicing martial arts is just to fulfill my childhood wish. Cultivation is the first priority. I won't lose the big for the small!"

The young man surnamed Shi nodded lightly and suddenly smiled: "Brother, I spent a lot of effort back then to create a sword technique. I thought it was as exquisite as other martial arts. Later, I devoted myself to cultivating immortality and never passed it on. Since you are so interested in martial arts. If you are interested, please call me big brother and I will teach you this swordsmanship so that you can have a successor, how about that?"

Yulang was happy at first, then hesitated.

Is he looking for a third teacher?

Chen Xiucai opened a school where everyone could enroll, and he was not the only one studying in the school.

But martial arts are different. They are all secretly taught, and there are rules in the world. Master and disciple are like father and son.

Moreover, this Brother Shi is not an ordinary person. Becoming his teacher is not only a fate for a lifetime, but also how much karma will be involved in the future.

Will Master still agree?

The young man surnamed Shi saw through Yulang's thoughts and said in a casual tone: "It's just a martial arts. It's useless to immortal cultivators like us. Even if you teach you ten or eight sects, it doesn't matter. Don't take it too seriously. As a brother If your brother likes it, I will give it to you as a meeting gift, nothing more."

"Then it's better to obey orders than to be respectful. Thank you, Brother Shi!"

Yulang put aside his worries and immediately bowed down.

The young man surnamed Shi waved his hand to isolate the inside and outside of the bamboo forest. A sword light jumped out of the mustard bag. He held it in his hand and waved it a few times.

"Brother, this martial art is called the King's Killing Sword Technique! There are twenty-five sword moves and five essences. The sword must kill the villain, but the sword style is dignified and upright. It always kills the enemy head-on. Kill for the gentleman. The sword once gained the reputation of a gentleman's sword in the world. Brother, I still remember that I originally thought that by integrating all the sword moves and essences, the sword techniques would undergo a transformation. Unfortunately, something happened later and I had no intention of doing this. Leave it abandoned. If you are willing, you can try it, maybe you can really figure out something."

"The first move, Baiyun comes out of Xiu!"

As the young man surnamed Shi narrated, his whole body almost turned into a ball of sword light.

The strong wind blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled and fell.

A young man surnamed Shi was dancing with a sword in the forest. Every move was exquisite, far superior to the marksmanship taught by Chen Xiucai.

Yulang's eyes widened and he listened to the young man surnamed Shi's story, fearing that he would miss any detail.

Not long after, the young man surnamed Shi demonstrated the "King of the King's Killing Sword" once, put away his sword and stood up.

"remember?"

Yulang closed his eyes, thought for a while, and nodded slightly.

"Before learning this sword art, there are several martial arts that need to be mastered first. It is based on these martial arts that Brother Wei understood the sword art. The first part is called the Duanjiang Divine Sword!"

The young man surnamed Shi used his sword as a sword and demonstrated another sword technique.

By demonstrating multiple martial arts in succession like this, each one only needs to be demonstrated once, and Yulang can completely memorize it.

"The qualifications are indeed good, but it's a pity that martial arts is not a great way in the end," the young man named Shi shook his head and sighed, throwing the sword in his hand to Yulang.

"Brother, if you don't have a sword, take it and use it first. This sword can be regarded as a magical weapon in the mortal world, but in fact it is just an inferior magical weapon."

After sensing the sword in his hand, it was indeed true, and Yulang did not shirk the blame.

When I came back to my senses, I found that it was already dusk, and it was almost time for school to end before I knew it.

Yulang yelled that it was not good and hurried back to the school.

The young man surnamed Shi waited until Yulang and Xiaowu left school and returned to the Taoist temple with them.

On the way, the young man surnamed Shi continued to talk about various martial arts, mixed with his experiences when traveling in the rivers and lakes. It was so exciting that Yulang was extremely yearning for it, and even Xiao Wu listened with interest.

Back at the Taoist temple, the young man surnamed Shi waited for the last patient to leave and offered the owed spiritual stone.

Watching Qin Sang pick up a pen and erase the accounts under the light of Douda, just like a mortal Taoist priest.

The young man surnamed Shi couldn't help but sigh: "I've only been to Qingyang Temple twice, but for some reason, every time I come in, I feel an unprecedented peace of mind. It deserves to be called a pure place, and I can't bear to leave."

Having said that, the young man surnamed Shi quickly left, and Yulang personally sent him out of the Taoist temple.

…

Unknowingly, the three masters and apprentices have spent four years in Qingyang Temple.

Qingyang Temple remains the same.

The number of people going up the mountain to seek medicine every day has decreased, but the distance has become longer and longer.

Qin Sang had discussed with Chen Xiucai before, and had suppressed Xiaowu and Yulang for three years to complete the elementary education together with the Meng students of the same year.

According to the rules, Meng students should take the children's examination at this time. After being admitted, they will become children's students and can go to county schools or other colleges.

However, Chen Xiucai's school can also be regarded as an academy. Although he is a scholar, he has a reputation for talent. Many scholars who are also scholars admire him very much. They stay in the school all year round, discuss classics and meanings, recite poems and compose poems, secretly Treat him as a teacher.

Some children only go to the county to learn a few words and continue to study in the school.

Those who failed to pass the children's examination, or those who did not participate in the children's examination like Yulang and Xiaowu, would be arranged with the children to study deeper classics after Chen Xiucai's inspection.

In fact, Xiao Wu and Yu Lang have already finished learning this.

Chen Xiucai often "opened a small window" for them, and even used his connections to specially seek books for them from prefectures and prefectures. He especially had high hopes for Yulang.

I can't remember how many times I tried to persuade them, but Yulang never changed his original intention. Chen Xiucai gradually gave up, but he didn't treat them lightly because of this.

In the past few years, Yulang has lived a fulfilling life.

Since the King's Killing Sword Technique was taught to Yulang, the young man named Shi would visit Qingyang Temple every year and a half.

Not here for medicine.

Every time he comes, the young man named Shi will bring some mortal martial arts as a gift to Yulang.

He couldn't tell himself whether he wanted to repay this little brother or to seek that precious peace.

It's a pity that he didn't dare to stay here for too long. He stayed for an hour at most at a time, coming and going in a hurry.

The snow is beginning to clear.

Yulang was sitting upright and listening to the lecture. His expression moved slightly and he glanced at the senior sister beside him.

The senior sister and brother looked at each other with smiles in their eyes, and ran to the bamboo forest together during the break.

"Brother Shi!"

Seeing the young man surnamed Shi sitting cross-legged in the bamboo forest, Yulang was excited and complained, "Why did it take so long to come this time?"

"Brother, I can't disturb you all that often."

The young man surnamed Shi smiled and did not explain much. He looked Yulang up and down and said with emotion, "I have reached the eleventh level of the Qi Refining Stage so quickly. It's great to have a master! When are you going to hit the Foundation Building Stage? Taoist Master Didn’t I give you the elixir for foundation building?”

"Master didn't say anything," Yu Lang was a little distressed.

When he reached the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage, his master rarely gave him any guidance, and the medicinal baths also stopped.

He didn't know what to do.

"With your master's ability, it is easy to refine a few foundation-building elixirs. I probably want you to polish them. Anyway, you are still young and have a lot of time." The young man surnamed Shi said, waving his hand to summon a wooden table , filled with cups in the blink of an eye.

Ever since he knew that Xiao Wu liked food, he would always bring delicious food from all over the world.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and eat!"

Seeing Xiao Wu enjoying his meal but Yu Lang was staring at him without moving, the young man surnamed Shi smiled and shook his head, took out a stack of secret books and threw them over, "Here you go!"

"Thank you, Brother Shi!"

Yulang cheered, hugged him in his arms, sat on the ground regardless of the image, and looked through the books hungrily.

"Taoist Priest Qingfeng lets this kid indulge in martial arts. I don't know what the deep meaning is."

The young man named Shi thought to himself.

He knew that every time he came, he would definitely not be able to hide from the Taoist priest. Since even the master didn't stop him, he didn't need to say anything.

Then he looked at Xiao Wu, who was chewing slowly but not slowing down at all. The young man surnamed Shi secretly thought that this was also a freak.

A few years have passed, and he has shown no special skills. He only uses blinding methods to confuse ordinary people. I'm afraid they are not human beings.

But he couldn't tell what kind of heel Xiao Wu was.

at this time.

The three of them stopped and looked up outside.

Qipai Village and Qinggui Town are connected by a road. There is a three-way intersection on this road, and the other is an official road leading to the county seat.

Just now, a group of people came from the county seat on horseback.

This group of people was led by a few official servants, followed by a group of soldiers in armor, galloping like lightning.

There are constant wars at the border gates of Nanshu Prefecture, and troops are stationed all year round. This situation is not uncommon.

Xiaowu and the young man named Shi had already sensed it and didn't care.

Unexpectedly, this group of officers and soldiers did not take the official road to Qinggui Town, but took a small road to Qipai Village.

"What are they here for?"

Yulang was the last to discover it and frowned.

This group of officers and soldiers was full of murderous intent, and it was obvious that they came with bad intentions.

‘嘘嘚嘚……’

The rapid sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility of Qipai Village.

The officers and soldiers walked through the bamboo forest and came straight to the school. The leading officer looked to be about twenty. He pulled the reins hard, and the horse's front hooves were raised high, making a long neigh.

The armored soldiers in the rear all stopped.

There was a commotion in the school, and the students ran out one after another, looking at the ferocious official in horror.

The timid Meng Sheng was frightened and cried on the spot.

Someone rushed to the back hall and told Chen Xiucai.

The young officer smiled coldly and waved his hand fiercely, "Surround them up and don't let anyone escape, otherwise I will question you!"

"As you command!"

The armor soldiers agreed in unison, divided into two teams, and surrounded the school.

Seeing that they were about to rush into the school, Chen Xiucai finally walked out of the back hall quickly.

Seeing this young official, Chen Xiucai's face suddenly darkened, and he shouted: "Don't be so presumptuous as to overstep the bounds of the book! What do you want to do!"

Yue Duanshu smiled even more grimly, and raised the token in his hand high, "The government office received a secret report that Chen Zhenqing, a student student, secretly spread the banned books in the school in the name of teaching and teaching, with evil intentions! I I came here to check on the orders of Lord Tongzhi. Search for me, and anyone who dares to stop me will be killed without mercy!"

Yue Duanshu held a token in his hand, condescending and awe-inspiring.

"How dare Fangxiao slander Chen!"

Chen Xiucai's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

All the students were filled with indignation.

No one noticed that a girl was hiding behind a group of students by the window of the school. Her eyes suddenly became extremely frightened, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

She retracted, looking anxious, afraid of making any noise. With trembling hands, he quietly took out an old book with damaged writing from his bag. His whole body was shaking with fright, and the book in his hand almost fell to the ground.

The footsteps of the armored soldiers were like a reminder.

The girl was at a loss when she saw a delicate and compact book box next to her, and hurriedly stuffed the book into it. ()