I, Panda, am super fierce!

"Probably because you are my apprentice." Si Heng pretended to think for a while, and gave some answer.

"Ah?" Yi Zhou was dumbfounded, and lowered his head to think about the logic of this sentence. Could it be that there is such a genetic factor in the master-student relationship?

For example, what the master knows, the disciples will also know.

Although it sounds a little unbelievable, but when you think about it carefully, it seems to make sense, after all, the master-student inheritance.

Yi Zhou nodded slightly, feeling that his reasoning was very reasonable. Just when he was about to believe Si Heng's words, he accidentally raised his head and saw a familiar smile in his master's eyes.

This is his good master, the same expression when he was lying to him!

He was being tricked again, and Yi Zhou was annoyed at why he always believed him so easily, and his face became angry, and he snorted and said, "It's fine if you don't tell me."

"You don't believe me again? Master is going to be sad." Si Heng twisted a strand of hair in front of his forehead and curled it up, forming a one-horned look.

Yi Zhou rolled his big eyes at him, raised his head away from him, and freed his lock of hair, then raised his hand to feel what was going on.

He raised his hand halfway before being stopped by Si Heng.

"Okay, I won't tease you." Si Heng grabbed his hand and said, "You have practiced this sword move for a while, and it is normal to use it now."

"Have I practiced?" Yi Zhou was distracted by his words, and forgot to explore the previous things. He tilted his head and thought about it, but no matter how he thought about it, his mind went blank.

"Didn't you sleep often before?"

"Yeah..." Yi Zhou said, his eyes suddenly opened wide: "Master, do you mean that I was practicing sword at that time?"

Si Heng nodded: "Yes."

"But I don't remember at all." Yi Zhou puffed up his face and raised his mouth a little: "Why is this happening?"

"It's a good thing, don't think too much about it." Si Heng smiled.

The sword is not difficult to get started, but it is not easy to master it. It is a rare thing for a young apprentice to watch himself practice the sword and enter the epiphany.

What's even more rare is that he can enter this state again and again, taking things like epiphany as a routine.

Si Heng thought, this is probably the way of heaven's preference.

After coming out of Si Heng's room, Yi Zhou went back to his own room. He didn't suppress his excitement all the way, and just as he closed the door, he jumped up happily.

"La la la, la la." Humming an unknown tune, Yi Zhou took out the wooden sword and looked it over carefully, then spread his legs apart, with his right leg in front, and raised the sword to stab upwards. When acting, I also dubbed myself a voice.

"what!"

He is young, his voice is soft, and there is a milky sound in his hah, so cute.

Everything in the room was seen by another person's divine sense. Seeing the apprentice like this, Si Heng endured and endured, so he didn't go to catch the apprentice and put him in his arms to rub.

After Yizhou finished that movement, he turned around, changed direction, and continued to move forward with his sword. He practiced the basic sword moves one by one. His movements became more and more proficient and his speed became faster and faster. Finally, the wooden sword was taken There was an afterimage of the dance.

This is his own room, Yi Zhou has no scruples in moving, and has practiced sword moves over and over again, tirelessly.

Yi Zhou didn't stop until his strength was exhausted. His arms trembled slightly, and the tip of his sword pointed to the ground. Beads of sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks, gathered on his chin, and dripped to the ground.

Yi Zhou took a few breaths, put away his sword, rolled up his sleeves, raised his hand to touch the sweat on his forehead, but touched a bunch of hard hair.

That lock of hair was right on the center of his forehead, curled up together, Yi Zhou paused, remembering a detail that he had overlooked.

"Childish ghost." He muttered, and tore apart the clump of hair twice. The hair was up for too long, and even if it was loosened, it was flying around in a mess.

Yi Zhou stroked it twice, and then he let go but returned to the original state. He simply didn't bother about it, and opened the door to go out to take a shower.

The night before yesterday was delayed for too long, and when Yizhou woke up after running his power for 36 weeks, the sky was already bright.

He jumped off the couch and ran to the edge of the cliff without caring about tidying up.

When he arrived at the place, Yi Zhou saw no one. He looked at the sun and was a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that at this time, Si Heng should not have finished practicing swords.

But no matter where Si Heng went, he still had to squat in the horse stance that he should have. Yi Zhou obediently squatted for three hours, and at the end the sun turned to the west.

After counting the time to stand up, Yi Zhou's legs were a little weak. He supported the wooden figure on one side to stand up, and his eyes unconsciously glanced up.

Today, there is no need to go to ask the mind. It is reasonable to practice agility, but he feels that he has already mastered Feiyunbu, and it is not a big deal if he does not practice for a day... I guess.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhou glanced at the wooden figure again. The wooden figure was just replaced yesterday, and there was no trace poked by Si Heng on it. Yi Zhou touched it with his hand, picked it, and after a pause, took a step back. , took out his own sword from the storage bag, clenched his hands tightly, spread his legs apart, and shouted at the wooden man.

"Let's fight!"

There was not even a sound of wind around, and after Yi Zhou finished chanting, he raised his sword and stabbed at the wooden man, using the moves he practiced yesterday.

Because Si Heng didn't allow it, he was a little guilty at first, and had to pay attention to his surroundings from time to time in case another person suddenly appeared.

But gradually, everything around him was left behind by him, only the sword in his hand and the wooden man in front of him remained in his eyes.

The mana automatically circulated through the meridians and poured into the wooden sword in his hand. The wooden sword became sharp in an instant, and when the tip of the sword touched the wooden man again, a shallow mark appeared on it.

Yi Zhou is only a foundation builder, with only so little mana in his body, it won't last long, and without mana support, a monk in the foundation builder stage is no better than ordinary people.

So when Yi Zhou came back to his senses, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

There was no strength in his body, and his body was empty. Yi Zhou looked around to confirm the situation, and did not meditate immediately.

He fixed his eyes on the wooden sword in his hand, and saw a long crack appearing from top to bottom on the originally flat sword body.

This sword is no longer usable.

Yi Zhou went over to try it with his hands, and came to such a conclusion, he felt a little distressed, this is the first sword he received, Si Heng made it himself, and it has been with him for a long time.

As a result, he made it like this with such a brilliant kung fu.

Flicking his fingers across the sword, Yi Zhou put the broken wooden sword into the storage bag, his body regained some strength, he supported the wooden man and stood up from the ground.

As soon as he got up, Yi Zhou saw many scratches on the chest and abdomen of the wooden figure, where it was at the same level as his shoulders.

The scratches are very shallow and irregular, forming a dense network.

Didn't he do it himself?

Yi Zhou felt guilty, and the more he thought about it, the more certain he became, because before he practiced the sword, the place was still flat.

The previous memory was still a bit vague. Yi Zhou recalled that when he repeated the sword move for the fourth time, the magic power in his body was mobilized and sent into the sword.

I can't remember any more things, and now I don't have the mana in my body to let him experiment.

After staring at those deep and shallow traces for a while, Yi Zhou suddenly sat down on the ground, set his posture, and absorbed the surrounding aura.

The aura circulated in his body for a week, and a little more mana came out of his dantian. He stopped his work and got up, took out the broken sword again, recalled the previous state, and injected the remaining mana into the wooden sword Then, facing the wooden man in front of him, he raised his hand and stabbed it.

The tip of the sword touched the wooden man, but there was a sound like metal hitting, and then the tip of the sword softened, and the wooden sword broke from the middle, and the broken part split into two halves and fell to the ground.

Yi Zhou didn't care about the things on the ground, he approached the wooden figure, found the place where he stabbed just now, and found a shallow hole in it as expected.

The pit is a little shallower than other marks, probably because of insufficient mana.

The body became empty again, and the sword used as a crutch broke again. Yi Zhou sighed, bent down to pick up the two halves of the wooden sword, and then walked back with one deep kick and one shallow kick.

As soon as he walked through the bamboo forest, he saw a man walking towards him.

The man was tall and tall. When he walked in front of him, he stared at the thing in his hand, then bent down, stretched out his fingers, pinched his nose, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yi Zhou was short of breath, and Ren Siheng didn't dare to resist after squeezing it. He opened his hand, lifted the thing that had been split in three, and whispered that it was broken.

"How bad?"

The wooden sword burst from the inside, obviously unable to withstand the magic power, Si Heng could tell this at a glance, but he just wanted to ask.

Yi Zhou didn't speak, but Si Heng asked again.

"It was... broken by me." The little apprentice lowered his head and whispered.

Si Heng asked again: "Aren't you squatting? How did you do it?"

The little apprentice looked up at him, and Si Heng quickly put away the expression on his face, pretending to be dissatisfied.

Probably frightened by his expression, the little guy on the opposite side pursed his mouth, and said quickly: "I want to practice sword after squatting, and it will be like this when I finish practicing."

Speaking of being hugged by someone on his thigh, the little apprentice rubbed his eyes, blinked vigorously, and looked at him with red eyes: "Master, I'm sorry."

"Come and see." Si Heng knelt down in front of him, pinched the flesh on his apprentice's face and looked at it, and said with disgust, "I can't cry when my eyes are red, and I don't know how to pretend."

Yi Zhou blushed a little, pretending to be pitiful and being exposed.He took his palm to cover his eyes, leaned his body forward, and said softly, "Master, I'm so tired."

Si Heng knew that he was changing the subject coquettishly, so he didn't expose it. He hugged his apprentice in his arms, stood up and walked back, and asked, "How long have you practiced?"

Yi Zhou hummed, looked up at the sky, and it took less than an hour.

After finishing speaking, he moved closer to Si Heng's ear, lowered his head and rubbed on his shoulder: "Master, can I practice sword every day from now on?"

"Yes..." Si Heng originally had this idea, but suddenly something happened today and he didn't say: "Starting tomorrow, practice each sword move [-] times."

"Five hundred times." Yi Zhou hesitated.

Si Heng turned to look at him: "Is there any problem?"

There are a total of thirteen basic sword moves. If each move is performed [-] times, it will definitely take a long time. Yi Zhou gritted his teeth and agreed.

"That master."

"Ok?"

"Can you spend less time squatting in the future?"

Si Heng raised his eyebrows and asked why knowingly.

"There's not enough time." Yi Zhou counted with his fingers: "I have to squat for three hours a day on horseback, and practice sword for about two hours. I also need to learn body skills, practice calligraphy, and be familiar with formations." In order to achieve oneself Yi Zhou counted the things thrown aside, put his arms around Si Heng's neck, and said, "This way there is not enough time for meditation."

"Little liar." Si Heng raised his hand and flicked his forehead to expose him: "You still talk about practicing calligraphy? How have you been practicing for so long?"

Yi Zhou shrank his head, thinking that it was bad, he shouldn't have counted this just now.

"It's okay to reduce the time." Just as Yi Zhou was lamenting, Si Heng said suddenly: "It's just that the weight needs to be increased.

The gravity talisman attached to Yi Zhou's body was equivalent to about [-] catties. Si Heng said that if the time was to be shortened, it would become [-] catties per leg.

Yi Zhou recalled his current weight, nodded confidently, and said it was okay.

The master and apprentice reached an agreement, and this topic was skipped.

Yi Zhou asked him where he went today.

"I didn't see you when I came together."

"When did you get up today?" While speaking, Si Heng walked to the Lingquan, put him down, and then undressed the little apprentice before throwing him into the water: "I know you were excited for a while, but anything too much is too late. People have to grasp that degree.”

Yi Zhou nodded in confusion.

"I went to the main peak today and discussed some things with your uncle Xuanming." After educating the apprentices, Si Heng answered his last question: "I'm going to celebrate the birthday of the heavenly girl from Lihentian in a while, and I want to go with the master. go?"

Yi Zhou nodded immediately, his eyes lit up and he thought about it.

He has grown up so big, and he has never gone out once. It is impossible to say that he has no curiosity about the outside world.

"Master." Yi Zhou lay on the edge of the pool, resting his chin on his arm, raised his head and asked, "Who is the goddess, is she very powerful?"

In his eyes, the most powerful is the suzerain of the Taiyan Sect, the Daoist Feiyun who always sits on the throne, and the second is his own master. Since Si Heng is going to celebrate the birthday of the heavenly girl, she must also be amazing.

"Very powerful, he is the suzerain of Lihentian." Si Heng sat on the ground and introduced him: "Lihentian is one of the six righteous sects, and all of them are female cultivators. Every suzerain is called Tiannu. This Tiannu is two thousand years old. , is the void realm."

Yi Zhou was still at the foundation building stage, so he had no idea about these cultivation bases, so he asked, "Is it stronger than you?"

Si Heng nodded: "Much better than me."

Yi Zhou snorted, with a disapproving expression: "But she is [-] years older than you."

"Yes" Si Heng asked what's wrong.

"So when you reach the age of two thousand, you must be stronger than Dong Xu!" The little apprentice had a positive look on his face.

Si Heng stroked his hair and smiled: "The top of the cave is a great accomplishment."

"Huh?" Yi Zhou didn't understand.

"When it comes to the Mahayana period, thunderstorms may come at any time." Si Heng looked down at Yizhou and said, "After the catastrophe, either the soul and soul will die, or ascend to the fairy world."

"You will definitely succeed in crossing the catastrophe." Yi Zhou said immediately, he stood up from the pool in a hurried tone, with a fierce face: "Don't say anything depressing!"

Si Heng immediately admitted his mistake: "It's the master who made a mistake, and he won't fail the tribulation."

He said, "I have to go to the Immortal Realm to wait for you."

"That's right." Yi Zhou soaked in the pool again, thought for a while and added: "In fact, when you are two thousand years old, it's okay to be as cultivated as a goddess."

He said: "If you don't ascend, you won't ascend. I won't dislike you."

The master and the apprentice had discussed a similar issue. At that time, Si Heng said that he would ascend in a few hundred years.

Yi Zhou believed it deeply before, but now he is a little suspicious, thinking that Si Heng might be bragging.

After all, such a powerful goddess is still in the cave at two thousand years old.

But bragging is just bragging, it's no big deal if you don't ascend, he thought so, and smiled sweetly at Si Heng.

Si Heng knew what the little apprentice meant, so he didn't say much. Instead, he took this time to introduce the situation in the cultivation world to the apprentice.

The world of comprehension is divided into two continents, east and west, facing each other across the sea.Thousands of years ago, during the battle between immortals and demons, the demons retreated, and they were driven to the Western Continent, where spiritual energy was thin, while Dongdalu became the world of righteous ways.

Zhengdao has six top-level sects, more than fifty middle-level sects, and countless small sects attached to different forces.

No matter from any point of view, Taiyan Sect is a well-deserved leader of the righteous way. The other five sects are Wuji Sect who is good at refining weapons and alchemy. Tian and a sword cultivator of the Taixuan sect.

While Si Heng was speaking, the spiritual spring in the pool rose up, forming a map in front of Yi Zhou.

The sects introduced by Si Heng all appeared on this map, and the sect locations, cultivation methods, and disciples' clothing were all clearly marked by him, so that people could understand them at a glance.

Yi Zhou nodded while listening, knowing that the news was very important, so he didn't dare to be distracted.

The master and the apprentice talked one by one, and when Yizhou finished taking a bath, Si Heng just finished talking about these things.

Taking out a clean cassock from the storage bag and putting it on for himself, Yi Zhou stepped forward and took Si Heng's hand, and asked the question he had been wanting to ask just now: "Is there any relationship between the Taixuan Sect and the Taiyan Sect? "

"There is some relationship." Si Heng said to him as he walked, "The Taixuan Sect was originally a branch of the Taiyan Sect, specializing in swordsmanship. Later, something happened, and that branch branched out and established itself."

"What's the matter?" Yi Zhou was curious. When he asked, thousands of words of love and hate were already entangled in his mind.

Si Heng paused, and said: "The gang of Jianxiu think that Jianxinmu is too far away from the sect."

Yi Zhou: ...

Is Jianxiu so capricious?And what is sword heart wood?

Si Heng introduced to him: "The sword heart wood is helpful for sword repairers to condense sword intent. For us, it is the top treasure of heaven and earth. It is in the center of the Taixuan sect and is guarded by them as a treasure. Etc. If your cultivation base is higher, I will take you there."

Yi Zhou was puzzled: "Isn't it the treasure of the Taixuan School?"

"It was a family tens of thousands of years ago, and the Taixuan School is not so stingy."

"Oh." Yi Zhou knew, and asked again: "Then when can I go?"

"At least Jindan Late Stage."

Yi Zhou snapped his fingers and calculated: "It will take a long time."

The person next to him smiled: "Don't worry."

In Yizhou's daily homework, there are more swordsmanship exercises, and the birthday celebration for the goddess is also in full swing.

As the number one sect of the righteous way, it is naturally impossible for the Taiyan Sect to let Si Heng alone to celebrate the birthday of the goddess.In addition to him, there are two Nascent Soul stage disciples, ten Golden Core stage disciples, and twenty disciples below the Golden Core stage.

After all these people have been selected, it is time for them to set off.

There was nothing special on the day of departure. Yi Zhou still got up early, squatted for an hour, finished his sword practice, took a shower and changed his clothes, and then followed Si Heng to the main peak.

At the top of the main peak, other people who went to celebrate the goddess' birthday together had already arrived. Si Heng confirmed the number of people and released a boat building.

The ship building was floating in the air, and after Si Heng carried Yi Zhou up, the rest of the people came up one by one.

From Taiyanzong to Lihentian, it took about a month on the road, but Si Heng and the others set off a month and a half earlier, which was more than enough time.

Yizhou left the sect for the first time, and he could still put on makeup in front of people, but when he returned to his room, he showed his true nature as a bumpkin.

Obviously the ship building was flying very high, and there were thick clouds when looking down, so he insisted on looking down from the window and asking where Si Heng was.

Si Heng poured out the tea in the cup, and the drops of water floated in the air, forming another map. He pointed to a location: "Here."

"Where is this place?" Yi Zhou moved to the side and asked.

There are not many things shown on the map, even if Si Heng pointed, Yi Zhou didn't know where it was.

The man on the chair glanced at him and said, "At the foot of Taiyanzong Mountain."