Five Immortals Gate

At this time, in the Marshal's Mansion in Qingshanai City, Marshal Hong was sitting alone on a wide wooden chair at the top of the living room in the huge living room. He leaned on the back of the chair, looked up at the ceiling, his eyes kept turning, and one hand was stroking his chin, deep in thought.

"The guards over there reported that Li Yan was called into the room by Ji Wenhe this morning. I guess he has officially become his disciple. The next step should be to start practicing." A voice came from a corner of the hall. That place was one of the four pillars in the hall that were so thick that one person could hug it. Looking carefully, there was an unusually sturdy man standing there. His body overlapped with the shadow of the pillar. He was not tall. He was wearing a black robe, piled there like the bottom of the thick hall pillar.

"I was surprised that he didn't let this kid become his disciple immediately last night. With his seemingly worsening health now, he can still be so unhurried." Marshal Hong didn't look over there, still staring at the ceiling, but said so.

"Then senior brother, can you see whether he really can't suppress the poison in his body, or is he pretending to be so?" said the man in the black robe.

"It's probably true. Whether it's the usual news from the guards or from his constant search for disciples in the past few years, it doesn't seem false. But even so, we have little chance of winning if we use force. His martial arts are the sum of ours. Even with his current state, we are still no match for him." Marshal Hong continued.

"Brother, don't exaggerate. Although his martial arts have reached the highest level, firstly, the poison in his body needs a lot of internal force to suppress it. Secondly, my two brothers have also stayed in the realm of top masters for more than ten years. We are only one step away from the highest level. It may be possible for us to capture him with the combined strength of the two of us." The man in the black robe said in a muffled voice.

"Brother, that is the last option. I am now thinking about how to start with that kid. His last disciple has never come out since he entered the military advisor's residence. It is difficult to have contact with him. He died in just over a month. Now, Brother, I am thinking, is he really practicing improperly? Or is his method really as he said, and those who do not have special physiques cannot practice it? If it is the latter, we are so troubled, and in the end, it will be a waste of effort." Marshal Hong still looked at the ceiling, frowning.

"Brother, there is no method that cannot be practiced in the martial arts world. Even poisonous and evil methods can be practiced by those who have them. There is only suitability, not suitability, not whether they can be practiced. I have never heard of any requirements for the physique of the internal energy. Take the low-level to high-level mental methods of our sect. If given to disciples, which one can't practice it? It's just that the speed of progress is different." The man in the black robe also frowned and said.

"What you said is exactly why I don't want to give up. Even if it is the evil martial arts, if we want to practice it, it is not impossible. It's just a question of whether it is worth it. His excuse is probably the reason why he doesn't want to spread it. But what is so special about Li Yan and the last disciple? I used my internal force to measure the meridians of this kid in the military training ground yesterday. It was very ordinary, even worse than many young men in the army. But he was selected from hundreds of thousands of people for several years. This is what I can't figure out." The hall fell into silence again. After a moment, he turned to the black-robed man and said, "Brother, no matter what he bases his decision on to recruit disciples, or what he does, he will always teach the people he recruits some methods. What we have to do is to try our best to get in touch with Li Yan, and then get these methods from him. With your and my perspective, we can see some clues from these methods anyway, and then we can make further plans."

After a period of silence in the corner of the hall, footsteps gradually rose and slowly faded away. Marshal Hong was still sitting in the wide chair in silence. The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

In the evening, in Daqing Mountain, Chang Bo and his son Li Wei from Lijia Village returned from the fields as usual. Although the harvest in the fields was a foregone conclusion after the locust plague, some of it was retained. The feelings of farmers for food are like those of a loving mother and a wandering child. Every grain is hard-earned, which is not something that those masters can understand. Every family in the village still has to go to their own fields to cultivate and maintain the few remaining fruits every day.

Chang Bo always comes back early before dusk, when it is still bright. When he gets home, his wife and fourth daughter will prepare a simple dinner. They want to finish dinner before dark, so as not to have to light the oil lamp for a long time after dark. Life has been hard in recent years, and the money for lamp oil must be saved.

Since Li Yan left yesterday, the atmosphere at home has been depressing. "His father, the village chief should be back today, right?" Li Yan's mother looked at the other people eating the sweet potatoes in their bowls, but she herself did not move her chopsticks. At this time, she asked her husband with a sad face.

"I said, why are you so nagging, you have been asking this and that from noon yesterday. I have told you so many times that it will take at least two days to go back and forth. This is still a smooth thing. You can eat your meal in peace." Li Yan's father raised his head, his face was also impatient and bored, and he knocked on the edge of the bowl with chopsticks, making a "ding

ding" sound.

"You went to the fields so early in the morning, and you came back after a day to say these few words. Why do you keep asking questions here and there?" Li Yan's mother muttered in a low voice.

Li Wei looked at Li Xiaozhu, who happened to be looking at him. At first, they wanted to ask a few questions, but seeing this, they dared not say more. In fact, they also knew that even if they asked, their father would still not know. They just felt that it was useless to talk more, and they seemed to feel more comfortable.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and a loud voice came in, "Uncle Chang, I'm back, I'm back, haha." Upon hearing this voice, everyone in the room perked up. It was Li Guoxin's voice. Suddenly the tables, chairs, benches, bowls and chopsticks were all in chaos, and several people rushed out of the room.

Looking at the overturned stools, chairs, chopsticks scattered on the table, and the potato that was still in the bowl after eating a few bites, Li Yanniang looked at the three figures who were in a state of panic, and spat, "Damn it, you're not "Aren't you in a hurry? It's time for reincarnation." Then he stood up and walked out of the house in a hurry.

Outside the house, Li Guoxin was walking towards Li Yan's house, followed by a group of children and several villagers in the village. Before he could reach the door, he saw three figures running out of the house like flying. When he looked closely, it was Chang Bo and His two children were followed by Mother Li Yan who was also in a hurry. When Chang Bo saw Li Guoxin, he quickly stood up. Li Wei and Li Xiaozhu also came forward. Chang Bo took a breath, and then said with a smile, "Guoxin, you are back! Come, go into the house and drink water, slowly explain."

Li Guoxin looked at Uncle Chang's calm face, but his eyes were full of anxiety. He couldn't help but laughed again and said, "Haha, Uncle Chang, I won't go in. The carriage that just entered the village is still tied up." Up front, Li Yu and Li Shan didn’t even go to their homes, so they came to you first. After talking to you, I still have to go to their homes to report the news. "

When Chang Bo heard this, he nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes." Then the three of them, Li Wei, looked at Li Guoxin expectantly.

At this time, Li Guoxin was patting a few village children who were circling and playing around him. "Go, go, go back quickly and let the adults at home go to my house later and take back the things they want." A group of children listened and said, "Oh. , oh" they left happily, some ran to their homes, and a few ran to the villagers who came with them. The few villagers I met at the head of the village were standing by with their arms folded or patting their children's heads with interest, listening to the news the village chief had brought back from the city.

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The children walked away from them and then turned to look at Li Yan's family who were already smiling forcefully and not being urged. Li Guoxin's face straightened and he said, "Uncle Chang, I didn't go to their two houses first. I came to you first, but I have some great news to tell you."

"Oh, Uncle Guoxin, what's the good news?" Li Wei interjected from the side, and the other three people also looked at Li Guoxin nervously and expectantly. Several surrounding villagers also asked their children to stop playing and came closer to form a small circle.

Seeing this scene, Li Guoxin stopped pretending and said, "Uncle Chang, the feng shui of your ancestral tombs seems to be very good. Li Yan entered the city this time to recruit the Guards, but who knew?" Li Guoxin told what happened during his trip to the city. Come one by one, and add some introductions to the deeds and background of the third army division in the middle, so that they will not know the origin of the person Li Yan worships.

While he was talking, many villagers came around one after another. When everyone heard this, they were stunned at first and didn't know what to say, and then the pot exploded with a bang. Various voices kept talking, and Chang Bo's family was already I stood stunned on the spot, in disbelief. Li Yan actually became a disciple of a man whose reputation was more famous than Marshal Hong. Is this military advisor really so capable? But seeing Li Guoxin's confident expression, everyone still chose to believe it. People in the mountains have little knowledge, and the village chief is already the biggest official. Occasionally, a small official comes from the town, and he feels like an emperor. Similarly, the people in the mountains are also simple, and they always believe in the words of the village chief.

"Oh my God, my God, my God, my God," Mother Li Yan murmured to herself as she stood in the crowd, as if she was in a dream. After Chang Bo stood dumbfounded, tears welled up in his eyes.

In the Military Advisor's Mansion, Li Yan's door had been closed since lunch, and a small black wooden sign was hung on the handle outside the door.

After Li Yan finished lunch, he did not choose the empty room next to him as his training room. He thought it would be good to be in his own room. He hung up the black wooden sign and closed the door. He pulled out his chair, sat at the table, and picked up the The little wooden man carefully thought about the "Breathe Guidance Technique" exercise route in his mind, and then carefully confirmed the directions of these routes at the little wooden man, while recalling the mental formula in his mind again. He didn't want to become like that Brother, the same result.

That's it, after about a stick of incense. He put down the wooden figure, sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, and began to practice according to the formula. However, he decided in his heart that if he found something wrong, he would stop practicing immediately.

What he didn't know was that the practice he started today would change the trajectory of his life, and he would embark on a long road of exploration.