Be Passive In The High Martial World

Chapter 172 Master and Apprentice (Two in One)

After Li Hongling's death, Mu Zhao's only remaining true disciple was Wen Yao.

And this time, Mu Zhao spent a month changing the structure of the entire Pinggu battlefield. He did not hesitate to gamble on the future of the Martial Saint Pavilion, but also wanted to directly make Wen Yao a saint.

It can be said that success or failure is a success.

Mu Zhao was naturally full of confidence in this.

He believed that he, a true disciple, could achieve his expectations, understand his painstaking efforts, and take the shortcut arranged by him.

Although this "me-only" way is cruel, it is a level higher than "tyranny". I don't think his disciples will disappoint him.

but……

Mu Zhao did not explain to his disciples that among the "Tao" in this world, as long as they are similar, only one will remain in the end.

Because if you want to advance to Shenliao, you have to take a real Great Dao from heaven and earth!

Great Dao, there is only one!

Whether it is "self-centered" or "overbearing", the Great Dao that ultimately leads to is the "one".

Tao gives rise to one, gives rise to two, two gives rise to three, and three gives rise to all things... This "one" is the ultimate in the universe and the origin of all things!

When Mu Zhao saw the Great Dao for the first time in this ancient battlefield, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

What he was happy about was that there was no doubt that the "Tao" he was walking on was the real Great Dao of Zhixuan, the superior way.

But how happy he was at that time, how unwilling he was when he knew that the road ahead was cut off.

The true "Great Dao" of this world, which allows practitioners to integrate many paths and grant one's destiny from heaven, has been missing forever.

Shenliaojing is the truly insurmountable destination!

Mu Zhao felt almost desperate.

But soon, he thought of a way. Since God refused to give it, then...he would get it himself!

As long as others create as many approximate paths as possible, and let these paths be shrouded under his "tyranny" from the beginning.

Then... when these "Tao" are completed, they can naturally be easily incorporated into his own "Tao"!

Wen Yao is his first experimental subject!

But now...it failed.

The almost foolproof plan failed due to Wen Yao's death!

Who is it that can kill even a part of Shenliao Realm? !

Part of Mu Zhao's "Dao domain" still existed in the Pinggu battlefield and also existed in Wen Yao's body. Therefore, he soon saw the murderer's face——

The Mist Flower Forging can block the prying eyes of the middle three grades, but it is useless for the upper three grades.

Mu Zhao took a deep breath, and the expression on his face lost control for the first time. It could almost be described as ferocious.

"Chen——! Kuang——!"

He's not dead? !

Not only did he not die, he also killed another of his true disciples after Li Hongling!

"good good good good……"

Mu Zhao closed his eyes, his chest rose and fell heavily several times, and his face suddenly became extremely calm.

He opened his eyes, stood up, looked in the direction of the Pinggu battlefield, and then suddenly rose up from the ground and turned into a stream of light.

"boom--"

Below, half of the Martial Saint Pavilion collapsed instantly.

Even the towering Taishan Mountain below opened a huge gap amidst the loud roar!

The members of the Martial Saint Pavilion who remained in the pavilion were immediately shocked and flew into the air to check.

Wen Hongsheng was naturally among them.

He originally wondered why Mu Zhao suddenly became so angry, but then he discovered the two broken life tablets on the only intact attic of the building.

Wen Hongsheng's face instantly turned extremely pale, and then turned a sickly blush.

Finally, he directly covered his heart and spat out a mouthful of blood!

He fell straight down.

Everyone exclaimed:

"Pavilion Master? Pavilion Master!!!"

The sky was dim and thunder was rolling... As the stream of light passed by, the sky was covered in darkness.

Storm is coming.

…

Chen Kuang and the young violinist in front of him stared at each other for a while.

He calmed down, touched his chin, and looked at Xi Mengquan in front of him with interest.

If nothing else, he was involved in the Great Dao of "Time" and transmigrated time again, perhaps because of coincidence, or perhaps because he had to take another look.

In short... Chen Kuang now came to Xi Mengquan, who was still, um... a practitioner of the enlightenment realm.

The Xi Mengquan in front of him was only about twelve or thirteen years old, and he was about the same length as the Dragon Gum Qin in his hand. It was a bit difficult to hold the Qin.

The wide-eyed boy has a delicate appearance, even too soft, and he has a "face like a good girl" feeling.

He was so different from the old man that he became, it was hard to believe.

Chen Kuang had a rough estimate in his mind, based on the legendary birth time of Long Gu.

It should be two thousand three hundred years ago now.

The location should be within the destroyed Daqi Dynasty.

"It seems...Xi Mengquan is actually from Daqi?"

Chen Kuang frowned: "Then why did he participate in the destruction of his own country? I have never heard of King Daqi committing cruelty. On the contrary, everyone said that it was a prosperous age."

He looked at the young man in front of him and fell into deep thought.

The young man Xi Mengquan tightened his grip on the piano in his hand, feeling a little nervous. He was keenly aware that the person in front of him had a much higher level of cultivation than himself, and he did not dare to act rashly.

Appeared suddenly with unknown purpose... I heard that Ye Man sent many spies to the Central Territory, wouldn't he encounter them?

But Chen Kuang was silent for too long, and Xi Mengquan couldn't help but ask, "Are you here to find me?"

He tried to keep a straight face: "If you have any purpose, you might as well say it."

How novel...it was his turn to pretend to be the Riddler in front of Xi Mengquan.

It is really the way of heaven that reincarnation is good, who will be spared by heaven!

Chen Kuang was secretly amused and nodded: "I am indeed here to find you... The purpose is quite simple."

Xi Mengquan said nervously: "What?"

Chen Kuang grinned brightly and said, "I'll beat you up."

Xi Mengquan: "???"

…

"hiss……"

Xi Mengquan covered his cheeks, with two purple-green panda eyes, and sat on the small stool he made again. With rather sad eyes, he looked at Chen Kuang next to him playing with what he had just finished. piano.

Chen Kuang looked at the piano in his hand and could see that the crimson color on it was paint that had just been applied. The piano body was essentially a piece of wood.

To be sure, none of the so-called "dragon gum" legends are true...

This old man didn't tell a single word of truth.

The "Dragon Gum" Qin was actually whittled out of wood by himself when he was twelve or thirteen years old!

However, it is estimated that after being carried around by Saint for many years, the "Dragon Gum" became integrated, and its material became neither gold nor wood, and it was no longer a mortal thing.

But at this moment, this piano is just an ordinary piano.

Xi Mengquan looked at him depressedly: "Do you have a grudge against me?"

Chen Kuang shook his head: "It's not a grudge."

Xi Mengquan asked again: "Then why did you hit me?"

Chen Kuang said: "I'll hit you if I hit you. Do you still have to choose a day?"

Xi Mengquan: "..."

Did he meet a madman? !

Xi Mengquan took a deep breath and repeatedly told himself that I couldn't beat him. After calming down, he said:

"If you come here for money, my family will be poor and it will be difficult for us to have food and clothing."

"The only valuable thing is the piano in your hand. If you want this piano, just take it."

Chen Kuang raised his eyebrows and said: "It's hard to have enough food and clothing? Then how did you cultivate to open the nine orifices?"

Although Chen Kuang didn't expend any effort at all to get the awakening, in fact, if a mortal wants to get the awakening, the amount of spiritual energy absorbed in the early stage is simply not enough, and a large amount of energy must be provided by the outside world.

In other words, if a mortal Martial Artist wants to practice, he must eat a lot of meat.

If food and clothing cannot be guaranteed, it is obviously impossible to cultivate to this point.

Especially Xi Mengquan, who seems to be only twelve or thirteen years old, has already opened nine orifices. If it is not a large amount of meat, it is another adventure.

Xi Mengquan's expression changed and he realized that he had let something slip.

Although countless years later, he is the happy saint who has calculated everything, but now, he is just a little kid in his teens.

His expression changed, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and finally decided to hand over the magical little bowl he had accidentally obtained...

Chen Kuang reached out and plucked the strings, then suddenly smiled and said:

"Your adventures are your business, I'm not here for that."

He is probably the only one who can see such a cautious Xi Mengquan.

Thinking of this, Chen Kuang's expression suddenly became a little subtle.

Could it be that... Xi Mengquan still remembered this incident, so he plotted against him later?

Xi Mengquan was silent for a while, completely confused:

"Then what exactly are you here for?"

Chen Kuang said: "You will naturally know in the future."

Xi Mengquan: "..."

The boy clenched his fists and ground his molars.

If you can't beat it...

Chen Kuang himself doesn't know why he came here. What he is thinking about now is how to go back.

"You shouldn't want me to stay here until two thousand years later and then re-merge it into the timeline, right?"

Chen Kuang muttered to himself, feeling a little sore in his balls.

He suddenly thought of everything he had experienced in Taixu's illusion, and an idea flashed through him.

Yes, this ancient battlefield also existed 2,300 years ago!

As long as he steps into the river of "time" again, he can naturally go back to the future again!

But which sects are controlling the Pinggu battlefield today?

He must not use his identity to deceive others, otherwise who knows what the butterfly effect will bring to the future...

Chen Kuang turned his attention to Xi Mengquan in front of him.

This guy’s life experience seems to have always been a mystery!

Then why not try to train him to join the Daqi Sect, and then use the same method to take up his place...

However, the problem is how to make Xi Mengquan willing to do this.

Chen Kuang suddenly asked with a smile: "You have a good talent. Have you ever thought about which sect you should join?"

This is completely shameless.

But the person in front of him is not Le Sheng, he is just a kid with less talent than Innate, and there is no psychological pressure at all when he fools him.

Xi Mengquan's expression was hard to describe.

This guy who suddenly appeared was no longer like a normal person with his jumping thoughts and weird behavior.

However, the other party's advanced cultivation level, which almost overwhelmed him, and his familiar and mysterious posture when playing the piano, all showed that the other party was probably an expert in music cultivation.

When he asked this, could he be trying to recruit a disciple?

Xi Mengquan said with a hint of anxiety:

"These big sects think very highly of themselves, and they are very proud of themselves. I am like this..."

Chen Kuang thought to himself: "I think Tianyin Pavilion is good, what do you think?"

Xi Mengquan: "..."

He said with difficulty: "It's pretty good, but..."

But don’t you have any thoughts of taking on a disciple? This makes me look very conceited...

Chen Kuang clapped his hands: "As long as you think it's good."

He stood up, stuffed the "Dragon Gum" in his hand back into Xi Mengquan's arms, and pulled him into a stream of light, flying towards the Tianyin Pavilion.

Xi Mengquan could not keep calm this time. It was his first time experiencing high-altitude flying. His face was pale and he was almost shocked. He held Chen Kuang's arm tightly.

Chen Kuang couldn't help laughing when he saw his embarrassed appearance.

Xi Mengquan heard his loud ridicule, and the young man's shame suddenly took over. He forced himself to calm down, let go of his hand tremblingly, and let Chen Kuang hold on to his collar and dangle without saying a word.

When Chen Kuang landed on the top of a mountain, he stumbled and almost fell to his knees on the ground, his stomach churning.

Chen Kuang stretched out his hand, pressed on the "dragon gum" strings, and struck a few notes.

"Zheng——"

Mysterious invisible sound waves spread suddenly, the chirping of birds and insects all around suddenly became quiet, the wind stopped and the clouds were still, and everything seemed to be in a state of stasis.

Xi Mengquan's heart, which was beating wildly, and his brain, which was completely blank, all returned to peace and quiet with these few sounds.

He was stunned and asked hurriedly: "What is this?"

He is completely self-taught, and the only person who taught him the piano was his mortal father who died the year before last. After starting to practice, he recently started to try to integrate music into his own cultivation, but he always failed to get the point.

The notes played by Chen Kuang were like a bell, deafening and enlightening, like lightning that suddenly opened the fog in his mind.

Xi Mengquan can almost see the road ahead, he just needs to listen to a few more sounds!

Chen Kuang stopped playing and said, "Whatever you hear is what you heard."

The technique he is using now comes from "Ding Feng Bo" that Xi Mengquan gave him, but the scales are random and have nothing to do with the music score.

...What on earth is this guy talking about? !

Xi Mengquan scratched his head, flushed, and was angry and anxious, but he was afraid that the inspiration in his mind would disappear in an instant.

He immediately sat down cross-legged, placed "Dragon Gums" on his knees, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and started to reappear.

Chen Kuang was watching with interest.

As he looked at it, he felt a strange aura wave coming from Xi Mengquan's body, and he couldn't help but sigh.

The Music Sage is worthy of being the Music Sage. He only hears a few notes and can immediately realize...

Xi Mengquan had this sudden enlightenment and spent seven whole days playing the piano on this mountain without sleeping or eating.

Over and over again...until the end, it is no different from the "Ding Feng Bo" that Chen Kuang learned!

After Xi Mengquan played this piece, he fainted.

Chen Kuang directly "transformed the bead into a beast" with one hand and rescued him.

As soon as Xi Mengquan opened his eyes, before he could feel grateful, he heard Chen Kuang nod his head and said:

"Hmm... That's right. If you bring this piece to Tianyin Pavilion, even the master of the pavilion will praise you for being such a genius."

Chen Kuang patted Xi Mengquan on the shoulder, smiled and said:

"Let's go to the door-to-door talent show."

(End of chapter)