If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

"What, what kind of relationship is Qin Zun and Xia Shangzhou?" The disciple who said this looked like he swallowed a fly alive.

It was the morning class time, and these Yunzong disciples always got up early and went to bed early, but because they followed Qin Zun to Nanhai, they didn't have a master to accompany them.

It is human nature to be lazy, and without supervision, few people persist in practicing swordsmanship.

The disciples who had nothing to do gathered together in twos and threes, eating some fruits and snacks, and chatting.

Among the group of speakers, the one surrounded in the middle was that Yi Fangweng.

Unless necessary, it is rare to visit between different mountain gates.Therefore, although these disciples have heard of Yi Fangweng's name, they have never seen anyone else.

This also created conditions for Yi Fangweng to spread the news about Xia Shangzhou and Qin Zun.

"No way, how could Master Qin be as good as Long Yang?" Another disciple retorted, "For so many years, Master Qin has always kept himself clean and not close to the color of men and women?"

There are many people with mixed opinions, and some people have opposing opinions, and naturally some people will speak in support.

"Not necessarily, who told you that Qin Zun is not interested in men anymore. Before I joined the Yunzong, I heard from the elders in the clan that Qin Zun and his master Dao Zezhen Yunheng seemed to be a couple. "

"Really? Didn't Master Qin kill Yun Heng?"

Seeing that the topic was getting far away, Yi Fangweng quickly came back and said: "I don't know about the others, but I have seen the matter of Qin Zun and Xia Shangzhou with my own eyes. They were on the deck the day we came... "

Yi Fangweng interrupted at this point, and cast a knowing look at them.

"It seems to be, these days, Venerable Tian Qin seems to share the same bed and food with that disciple." You said humanely.

"I believe what you said, it seems that Qin Zun's eyes on Xia Shangzhou are indeed a bit wrong."

"It must be. Xia Shangzhou's aptitude is only above average. It is not comparable to the head, senior brother Ren and others. How come he became a direct disciple, and nine out of ten he fell asleep."

"This is too disgusting. Will he use Qin Zun's hand to do his best in the future?"

"It's hard to say. Have you guys heard about Senior Brother Yi Fangweng? I heard that he was demoted to the outer sect by Qin Zun because he offended that Xia Shangzhou."

Yi Fangweng was a little embarrassed when he heard them talking about himself.

But he also knew that his goal had been achieved, and now many people believed his words, and when the time came to spread the word, he was afraid that Xia Shangzhou would not be drowned by saliva?

At this time, Yun Heng, the "Israeli victim", was waking up from Fu Leshu's bed.

The B&B is fairly clean, but the bed board is a bit too hard, and the edge of the bed is a bit too tight, making him a little uncomfortable.

Fu Leshu left early today, shaking Yun Heng awake before dawn, saying that he was going to investigate the surrounding situation with Feng Wuhen, and he would not leave until Yun Heng gave him a good morning kiss.

Yun Heng was patient, resisting the urge to slap him directly, and kissed him very perfunctorily, and only then did he get a chance to return to sleep.

He didn't wake up until about [-] o'clock in the morning, and drowsily fetched water to wash up.

As soon as he regained consciousness a little bit, he found that those Yunzong disciples looked at him very strangely.

It's okay if there are only one or two, but when I meet several in a row, they all look at me with mocking or disgusting eyes.

Yun Heng's eyelids twitched, and he looked at himself through the water in the basin, only to find that his neck was left with teeth marks by that bastard Fu Leshu.

It's too embarrassing, Yun Heng thought so, and simply used a cover-up to block the obvious mark.

Ren Fengcheng was one of the few who insisted on practicing sword in the morning.

He is about to break through now, that's how it is in practice, the more difficult it gets as you go up, you will always be stuck in one place for no reason, and you can't break through no matter what.

At this time, continuing to practice hard is nothing but a waste of effort, it is better to ask someone who is better than yourself.

With this in mind, Ren Fengcheng went to find Qin Zun.

In the end, I didn't meet anyone, and I learned from Feng Wuhen's followers that Master Feng and Master Qin both went out to sea to investigate.

Ren Fengcheng thanked him politely, and was about to leave when he bumped into Yun Heng who had just returned from washing.

Ren Fengcheng still remembered the incident when Yun Heng defeated him last time.

He is a man of martial arts, he will not feel ashamed after being defeated, and he remembered Ling Yuanshan's high opinion of Yun Heng, and he has recognized him as a stronger person than himself.

Since it is a strong person, it is worth learning.

So Ren Feng stepped forward directly like a whip, and shouted in a friendly way: "Junior Brother Xia."

Yun Heng was still eating a pancake in his hand, and when he was eating, he was suddenly called out, so frightened that he immediately hid the pancake with his backhand, and swallowed what was in his mouth.

"Haha, Junior Brother Xia, don't panic, you continue to eat." Ren Fengcheng was amused by his appearance, and hurriedly said.

When Yun Heng saw that the person calling him was Ren Fengcheng, he was still a little surprised, he thought this young man would ignore him anymore.

"Brother Ren, what's the matter, is there something wrong?" Yun Heng asked.

Ren Fengcheng walked up to him and said, "I want to ask Junior Brother Xia about the way of swordsmanship. Is Junior Brother Xia free?" Swordsmanship beat him.There is a specialization in surgery, and he is also afraid that Yun Heng will reject him,

This person is Fu Leshu's apprentice, that is, his own grandson, and his disciples have asked for advice, so it would be unreasonable not to agree.

Therefore, Yun Heng replied straightforwardly: "Okay." Then he took out the pancakes and said while chewing: "You wait for me to finish eating first."

Ren Fengcheng smiled again, he felt that this little junior was a little too straightforward, even a little cute.

After Yun Heng finished eating, he drank another saliva, wiped his hands clean, and then began to teach Ren Fengcheng.

The place he chose to teach was on the beach not far from the homestay.

"You can play around and show me first." Yun Heng said.

Ren Fengcheng agreed, and then played a set of sword skills in front of him.

After Yun Heng finished reading, he said again: "Use some spiritual power this time, try me as your enemy."

Ren Fengcheng followed his request to play again.

When retracting the sword, Ren Fengcheng looked at Yun Heng, waiting for him to speak.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but when he faced Yun Heng, he felt like he was facing an elder.

"Your artistic conception is wrong." Yun Heng said suddenly.

"Huh? Artistic conception?" Ren Fengcheng felt that he had caught a new word.

"Tell me, when you use the sword, what do you think of it?" Yun Heng asked.

Ren Fengcheng thought for a while, and said: "I treat it as a part of my body, the sword and the human become one."

He thought what he said was the standard answer, but Yun Heng shook his head and said, "This thinking direction is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Ren Fengcheng humbly asked.

"The sword is not a part of you, it's just your tool, nothing more." Yun Heng said.

"Ah?" Ren Fengcheng didn't quite understand, he didn't hide his words, and said directly, "But only those who don't know how to practice use swords as tools, don't they? Swords should be part of our sword cultivation, ours Arms are the foundation of our practice—that’s what the masters say.”

Yun Heng shook his head and said, "No."

He frowned and said, "Is that what Fu Leshu taught you as well?"

Ren Fengcheng was choked up by his words and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

To bluntly say that Qin Zun's name is a taboo, this Junior Brother Xia is too bold.

"Well, if you want to stick to your theory, let me ask you something, if you are in a fight and your sword breaks, what should you do?" Yun Heng asked.

Ren Fengcheng said: "Jianxiu's sword is closely related to me. If the sword breaks in a fight, I will suffer great harm. And if someone can break my sword while fighting with me, then I must also fight." Don't beat him."

Yun Heng rubbed his chin, and said: "Your thinking is too limited, weapons are just weapons. The sword of Jianxiu is just to make you more focused, but the sword is not everything."

He said, "You look at me."

Ren Fengcheng looked at him as he said.

Yun Heng spread out his right hand, his hand had healed a long time ago, the palm of his right hand without bandages was flat and smooth, with slender phalanges, it was a beautiful hand.

"Look, do I have a sword in my hand?" Yun Heng asked.

Ren Fengcheng said: "No."

Yun Heng mobilized his spiritual power, centering on his hand, the spiritual power turned into a vortex, spinning and condensing in his hand, and finally turned into a short sword with a length of one foot.

"What about now?" Yun Heng asked.

Ren Fengcheng laughed, and said: "Junior Brother Xia, this is just a sword transformed from spiritual power, it is different from the sword of a sword cultivator."

Yun Heng didn't care about being disturbed by him, he just asked: "Do you know the attributes of various spiritual roots?"

"Spiritual root attributes? Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth?" Ren Fengcheng answered casually, although he didn't know how it had anything to do with the way of swords they were discussing now.

"Yes, metal, wood, water, fire, earth..." Yun Heng said these five words one by one, and every time he said one, the sword in his hand would be divided into parts.

When he finished speaking, the dagger had been completely divided into five parts.

Gold, gray, water blue, fiery red, and khaki, five smaller swords were spinning in his hands, in the shape of five elements.

Ren Fengcheng stared dumbfounded at the sword in his hand, and it took him a while to recover his voice: "This...separate elements, how did you do it?"

Yun Heng raised his hand so that he could see the five swords more clearly.

"It's a very simple thing, and you can do it when you cultivate to my level. All things evolve from one, Tai Chi produces two forms, two forms produce four phenomena, four forms produce gossip, endless life, and eventually become all things in the world .Spiritual power is also such an evolutionary process. It is composed of five elements. Most people don't know the connection among them, and they can't separate it, or fuse any number of elements."

Yun Heng moved his fingers, and the five small swords spun and flew towards Ren Fengcheng.

"No matter what kind of monk you are, the so-called classification is to let you develop towards your own strengths, but in the end everything will be attributed to one source. The sword repair is not the sword, but to perceive everything through the sword, to perceive everything .When you use spiritual power, extract the power from all other elements and inject it into the metal..."

While he was speaking, the other four swords quickly faded to gray and white, while the golden one rapidly swelled, and finally turned into the appearance of the original dagger.

"Okay, now try to push it out." Yun Heng commanded, and then taught him the control of this small sword.

Ren Fengcheng's eyes showed intense excitement, he felt that Yun Heng showed him a new world, and this world was something he had never seen before.

He looked at the coast on the left and the village on the right, and set his target on a large rock on the coast.

Using his spiritual power, he pushed the little sword out.

When the little golden sword touched the reef, there was only a loud bang, and with that large reef as the center, all the stones within a radius of a hundred feet were shattered into fine powder.

If it hadn't been for Yun Heng who quickly erected a barrier to separate the fluctuation of spiritual power from the location of the hotel, the house they lived in would have collapsed.

But this earth-shaking situation still attracted the attention of Yunzong's disciples.

Many people flew up from the homestay and looked in their direction.

"It's for practice, it's not an invasion by foreign enemies, so we withdrew." It was not an emergency, and the disciples also fell down one by one.

Ren Fengcheng looked at the yellow rocks on the ground exposed by the shattered sand and the cracks under his feet, and his heart almost jumped out of excitement.

At this time, he looked at Yun Heng with admiration, and he excitedly said to Yun Heng: "Junior Brother Xia, please continue to teach me how to practice swords."

At this time, Feng Wuhen and Fu Leshu, who were dozens of miles away, also felt a little bit of shock.

"What's going on?" Feng Wuhen looked at the direction they came from, "Is there any danger?"

Fu Leshu knew that with Yunheng in charge, it would definitely not be a big deal, so he comforted him: "It should be fine, if something really happens, they will send us a distress signal."

"Okay." Feng Wuhen turned his gaze to the sea, which was far away and boundless.

Fu Leshu looked at Feng Wuhen and said, "I didn't expect you to come?"

Feng Wuhen said: "How to say?"

Fu Leshu carefully observed his expression, in case he started to hit someone if he didn't agree with each other.

"Since the little fox you liked died a hundred years ago, you haven't been out of the mountains much..." Fu Leshu said, and then said, "In order to save him, you almost beheaded the cat clan near Feng Wuzong. Kill it all..."

Feng Wuhen looked at Fu Leshu, with anger welling up in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Fu Leshu shut up and stopped talking.

"What about you? Qin Zun, didn't you only fall in love with your master at the beginning? I thought you would live alone after you killed him. Why, it's only been 100 years, and I can't bear the loneliness ?”

Feng Wuhen doesn't like others to expose his wounds, but it doesn't mean that Fu Leshu will like him.

Obviously, Feng Wuhen's words had successfully angered Fu Leshu.

"A-Heng and I are different from you." Fu Leshu said in a deep voice.

"What's the difference, no matter what, don't you still kill him?" Feng Wuhen continued to press.

Fu Leshu's face had become a little ferocious because of his anger.

He shouted: "Feng Wuhen, you'd better pay attention to your words. Don't think that you are hundreds of years older than me and I will be afraid of you. Don't you just want to find that cat demon? Let me tell you, You can't find it without me."

"If you could find it, would you still wait until now? If I'm not mistaken, the little lover you brought is the key to finding Yin Jiu."