[Hidden] legend

1.

Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao Jue.

——"Xiaofan, I know that my father has always looked down on you, and today I don't know what to do when I get angry with you. Hmph, he can't teach his disciples well and scolds you in turn. I can't stand it. You take this formula , Practice secretly by yourself, when will you develop a famous trick and show it to my father, don’t be so ashamed like today.”

—— "Don't worry, how can father and mother scold me? At most, I will be locked up for a period of time, so what? Anyway, I can't let you be bullied."

After the teacher's wife left the room that day, the senior sister also went to find him. This third-level formula of the Taiji Xuanqing Dao Yuqing Realm was left to him by the senior sister at that time.

Zhang Xiaofan knew that his senior sister was fighting for him, and he also knew that he shouldn't have accepted it, but... he thought of his master's ability, Brother Ding's skills, Qi Hao whom his senior sister admired so much, and Jing Yu who started with him , he was still persuaded by Tian Linger to secretly keep the formula, but he has been hesitating whether he should practice according to the above.

Just now, when the fifth senior brother came over to check his damage, Xiao Fan was afraid that the paper in his sleeve would be found, so he hurriedly stuffed it into the package containing the clothes, but he was not stuffed firmly, and he still fell out and was caught. Brother Ding saw it.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at him in a panic, although Ding Yin didn't know Xuan Qingdao's formulas, he also knew that their practice was progressive, each level was mastered before the master taught the next level, he could tell the other party that this is the master He gave it to him a few days ago, but he couldn't tell a lie, and he couldn't confess to his senior sister, so he had to keep silent.

It's not the first time Ding Yin saw him like this, so he knew what he was doing, so he went back to the bed and sat down, sighed: "Stop talking again?"

Zhang Xiaofan felt guilty, but still insisted: "Xiaofan can't say it."

Ding Yin smiled, looked at the Taoism in his hand, and said briskly: "Okay, then let me tell you, just listen to it."

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at him, then looked back, and heard Ding Yin say confidently: "There is a bit of flower fragrance on this paper, like the fragrance powder that my daughter's family likes to use, and it has the same fragrance as a certain girl I saw today, so , this should be given to you by that girl."

Being hit by the other party, Zhang Xiaofan pursed his lips, but remained silent.

Ding Yin thought about it and said: "Miss Ling'er is Tian Shouzuo's daughter, and she passed it on to her fellow disciples, but it still violates your sect rules. The guilt of this private transmission of exercises can be big or small... ..."

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help raising his head: "I don't blame Senior Sister...it is Xiaofan who wants to practice, Brother Ding, don't...tell Master..."

Ding Yin smiled: "Are you willing to talk?"

Zhang Xiaofan frowned, looked at him puzzled.

Ding Yin handed back the exercises to him: "Like a boring gourd, who would know what happened and what your mood is. I know you are quiet and like to observe, but if you are not good at words, no matter how many thoughts you have, you will not be able to express yourself well." It may not be useful."

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were a little sour, and his heart was hot: "...Xiaofan knows that this is wrong, and also knows that what the senior brothers and sisters said are all good intentions, and I also understand their good intentions... But if you can be stronger, be stronger Son..." If the master can always treat him like he does to other senior brothers...

Strong, strong... If you can't become stronger, nothing is enough.

Ding Yin understands, but he is a little desolate, but he also knows that Zhang Xiaofan is not him, he is different from him, Qingyunmen, Dazhufeng, a group of brothers and sisters who treat him sincerely, a master who is not perfect but still has a clear heart, But the person in front of him is 15 years old, and the future is so long and full of possibilities.

So he took a shallow breath, and asked calmly: "Tell me the truth, how is your second-level exercise doing now?"

2.

Zhang Xiaofan's first level of kung fu took three times the time of ordinary disciples to complete, but the second level of kung fu only took less than [-]% of the time of ordinary disciples to become very proficient.

Tian Buyi still had some impressions of the scene announced by Zhang Xiaofan at dinner after he had mastered the first level. He remembered that he ignored it, and remembered that other apprentices congratulated Lao Qi in surprise. Now, more than half a year later, he heard Zhang Xiaofan Said that the second level has been learned, and also checked the other party's practice with his own eyes, but there was still no smile on his face.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't dare to show his anger, Tian Buyi looked at him, and then moved his eyes to Ding Yin, before he could say anything, he predicted the convenience first, and replied calmly: "I don't know anything about your Qingyun sect's exercises, and I can still do it." Can you guide him?"

guide?In the first year, his big apprentice taught Zhang Xiaofan not once or twice, but every time it seemed like a rock sinking into the sea, Zhang Xiaofan didn't even turn a wave, if the guidance was useful, these seven apprentices would have leaped into the dragon's gate long ago.

What's more, what Ding Yin said is correct, even if they are from the same clan of cultivators, he doesn't know how Shushan is, but the exercises of Tianyin Pavilion in Fenxiang Valley of Qingyunmen are also different, especially the first and second floors practiced by Zhang Xiaofan are the foundations of each sect, and are known by others. It is a good fortune to not disperse and practice without the guidance of the sect. What's more, Ding Yin has no need to do such a thing.

Tian Buyi shifted his gaze back to Zhang Xiaofan: "Old Qi, when you practice your kung fu, is there anything unusual about your body?"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head: "...It's not unusual, Master, maybe the disciple made a mistake..."

Tian Buyi raised his eyebrows: "Nonsense! Listen to what you say and get out of your head! Can this be wrong? If you make a mistake, you still want to turn your energy into essence? You are just kidding with Xuan Qing Dao Is it because you are too old to be a master, and you are blind?"

Zhang Xiaofan just felt that it was impossible to finish the practice in such a short time, but unexpectedly, a single sentence blew up the hair of the master, immediately buried his head deeply, and dared not say a word.

After Tian Buyi yelled like this, seeing Zhang Xiaofan wishing to bury himself in the bed like an ostrich, recalling the phrase "I can't please Master" quoted by Ding Yin a few days ago, a burst of anger mixed with helplessness, floating up and down, Ding Yin over there shook his head and interjected: "He had practiced for three years before to achieve results, but now he has improved rapidly, so naturally he is not sure. What Tian Shouzuo said means that Xiaofan's exercises are correct, and he has indeed Finished your second level of exercises?"

Tian Buyi took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment between letting Ding Yin go out or let him shut up, and simply sat down in the bamboo hut: "The formulas of Qingyunmen's exercises are something only Qingyun disciples can know, Xiaofan is inconvenient to move, excuse me Ding Daochang's treasure land will be used."

3.

The first to third levels of Xuanqing Dao are the foundation of all Qingyun sect's spells, and the difficulty is gradually deepened. Different from the first two levels of entraining qi and refining qi, the third level focuses on the cultivation of Tai Chi vitality, and the formulas become more obscure and complicated.As for the disciples of Qingyunmen, their aptitude is basically finalized so far. Those who are smart are often powerful enough to break through the realm and enter the "repelling things" in one fell swoop, laying the foundation for cultivating the immortal way. .

Zhang Xiaofan mobilized all his attention, listened to Tian Buyi repeated the mantra twice, and finally memorized it, when Tian Buyi asked him "Have you memorized everything", he looked at his master guiltily.

Tian Buyi didn't yell at him this time, but straightened his body after sitting upright for a while, and lazily said: "You always memorize the first verse, right? I'll ask your elder brother to copy a copy for you tomorrow, do you remember?" Keep it safe."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded quickly: "Thank you, Master."

Tian Buyi straightened up, turned around to leave, then turned hesitantly and looked at the quilt covering Xiaofan's lap: "In my sect, there is also an elixir that strengthens tendons and bones, but your foundation is not yet solid, and the medicine has given birth to you." I'm afraid the bones are very painful, so take good care of yourself."

Immortal cultivators are physically strong, rarely get sick, and the master has never cared much about the disciple's daily life, Zhang Xiaofan was flattered and quickly nodded: "I know, I will take care of my body as soon as possible."

Tian Buyi saw that his ears were turning red, and looked out of the window, and said quietly: "Old Seven, there is an idiom called a late bloomer, and you have created the best in the Dazhufeng in the practice time of the first and second levels of exercises. You I don’t know if it’s a great talent or not, but there are still two years left in the Qimai Martial Art Competition, and my other senior brothers have already been sent to retreat to practice, so you must not slack off. If you have any doubts about your practice, just go to Shoujing Hall and ask me.”

If Zhang Xiaofan can get out of bed, he must kneel down heavily, he can't act right now, so he can only say gratefully: "Yes!... Disciple Yulu, Qimai will not be able to relieve Master's worries, but he will never waste his practice. In the future, he will also I will try my best not to embarrass Dazhufeng."

Last time when Suru gave Zhang Xiaofan the big yellow pill, she had inadvertently mentioned Tian Buyi's hidden worries, and she naturally told her husband after returning home, Tian Buyi heard Xiaofan's firm and agitated tone today, suppressed a sigh, waved his hand casually, and then Turned around and left the bamboo house.

Zhang Xiaofan watched the master go out, clenched his hands into fists, his mind was still full of what the master said to him just now, thinking about it, he couldn't help but a smile appeared on his brows, and just saw Ding Yin appearing at the door with gentle eyes, so Even the corners of his mouth showed happiness: "Master, he has never... never talked so much to Xiaofan."

Ding Yin smiled knowingly, walked to the table in silence, and brought the paper in his sleeve close to the candle: "Then I burned this thing for you?"

"Hey..." Zhang Xiaofan reached out to stop him, but he paused, Ding Yin seemed to know what he was thinking, and replied: "Tian Shouzuo has given you the formula, keep this one, be careful it will become a disaster in the future. Your senior sister indeed has good intentions, but sometimes good intentions are tiring. Besides, if she knows about this, do you think she will be angry?"

If the senior sister knew that she had practiced the second level and was taught by the master herself, she would probably be the happiest one, Zhang Xiaofan withdrew her hand, lowered her eyes and said: "If it wasn't for Brother Ding, I'm afraid I would practice secretly, and I can’t hear what Master said today.”

Seeing that he acquiesced to his actions, Ding Yin put the paper on top of the flame.Origami is flammable, and it quickly changed from a single spark to a mass of jumping sparks, moving towards the corner that Ding Yin was holding.

He let go of his hand, put the paper that was about to burn out on the edge of the candlestick, and heard Zhang Xiaofan say again: "Speaking of which, I haven't really thought... Brother Ding would be willing to go to the front hall to invite Master."

Ding Yin looked at him amusedly: "Is it because I am afraid that I will take revenge and he will slap you? Didn't you say it yourself, he is still your master."

Zhang Xiaofan felt a little embarrassed, looked around the room: "Where is Xiaohui? Did it go back to sleep with Dahuang again? This guy steals food from here during the day, and he can't stay at night."

Ding Yin wanted to tease him, but he didn't let it go: "Okay, thanks to Dazhufeng's praise of your honesty, you will change the subject to me?"

Zhang Xiaofan lived with him for a few days, knowing that Ding Yin didn't really mind, he moved his injured leg and lay down: "It's so late, Brother Ding doesn't need to keep the door open for Xiao Hui, I'm a little tired, I need to rest first." After speaking, she covered the quilt until only a pair of eyes were exposed, secretly watching Ding Yin's reaction.

It was rare for Ding Yin to see him excited and sloppy, so he stopped thinking about it, walked to the bedside and leaned over: "Aren't you going to wipe it off?"

Zhang Xiaofan's exposed ears turned red unconsciously, and he shook his head in silence, Ding Yin stopped asking, closed the door, cast a spell to keep the room warm, and blew out the table candlelight.

The remaining bit of paper on the candlestick has not been burned out yet, but the open flame has been extinguished, and only tiny sparks are still eroding little by little, dimming little by little, turning into light smoke, faintly scattered.

Zhang Xiaofan sensed Ding Yin lying in the back in the dark, and said goodnight to him, and then he calmed down a little while ago because of Master's visit.

He didn't know if he was a master, or if he would be able to succeed in the end.

But at least at this moment, he felt extra at ease.

-TBC-