Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

I don't know if Master, the old man, has already figured out the situation. His potholed plate and rusty big dishes may be useful, anyway, he seems to have been prepared for it.

With drooping eyelids, Master Mu Chun walked onto the stage, ignoring the turbulent tide below the four bear disciples, he spoke half-deadly: "Today's morning class, all the disciples came to recite the "Qingjing Sutra" with me."

The "Qing Jing Sutra" is not "The Sutra of Chang Qing Jing said by the Supreme Master", but an inexplicable Che Zhilu talk, maybe it was compiled by the master himself, and the content is extremely incomprehensible.

Probably for the sake of expressing tranquility, when Mr. Mu Chun recited this article, each word would be stretched to two characters long. If he stretched too long, he would inevitably lose his strength, so the endings of the sentences trembled in twists and turns. Like a crazy old lady with a puckered mouth.

Cheng Qian listened for a while, only to feel the buzzing in his ears, which made him nervous—worried that Master would suffocate him to death.

The master finished reading the first time like a gossamer, slowly picked up the teacup in front of him and moistened his throat, Cheng Qian hurriedly slapped the goosebumps off his body, waiting to hear his high-level lecture on flying to the sky, and finally heard the master's speech in despair. In that scalp-numbing voice, he dragged his feet and said, "Okay, read it again."

Cheng Qian: "..."

Cheng Qian's shoulder was patted unceremoniously, and his senior brother, who was so handsome and jaded, took the initiative to talk to him.

The elder brother said: "Hey, kid, go over there a little bit and make room for me."

The eldest brother is the treasure of the town faction, Cheng Qian dare not not give up if he wants a place.

I saw Master Yan raised his eyelids, and Dao Tong next to him immediately moved a bamboo beauty to lean on. He lay down unceremoniously, and closed his eyes grandly in front of the master. Dozed off in the thunderous "quietness".

Cheng Qian observed for a while, and found that his monster senior brother actually had advantages - for example, he didn't snore when he slept.

Others have probably already gotten used to this, the senior brother dozed off blatantly, and the second senior brother had perfectly hooked up with his freshly baked junior beggar in a short period of time, and at the same time he did not give up on Cheng Qian, Shooting his winks indiscriminately in all directions.

Of the four present, only Cheng Qian was tolerant towards Master. His tolerance and harshness were clearly distinguished, but he was consistent and meticulous. After singing a one-man show, he sat on the spot as motionless as a mountain, and followed Master from beginning to end to read the "routine morning class" on the first day.

Seeing that Cheng Qian didn't like to talk to him, Li Yun turned his eyes and made up his mind. He took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve like a thief, shook it under Han Yuan's eyes, and whispered: "You Know what this is?"

Han Yuan took it and opened it, and was immediately top-heavy by the stench, which unfortunately even affected Cheng Qian behind him.

Li Yun said triumphantly: "This is the golden clam water I made."

Cheng Qian sneered while following his master's chanting, "Isn't this the golden clam's footwashing water?"

Han Yuan held his nose and returned the "God's Foot Washing Water", enduring the stench and asking, "What's it for?"

Li Yun smiled and rolled the rice paper on his table into a ball, then dripped a few drops of divine water on it, and saw that the water seeped into the rice paper quickly, and the paper ball turned into a real toad in the blink of an eye.

The whole world doesn't play with birds and beasts, but plays with toads, what kind of interest is this?

Cheng Qian suddenly understood why the senior brother looked at the second senior brother like he was looking at a piece of shit.

As soon as Li Yun raised his eyes to meet Cheng Qian's gaze, he immediately poked the toad on the table with the pen with a smirk, pointed at Cheng Qian and said, "Go find him."

Hearing the words "croak", the toad ran towards Cheng Qian, but was caught by a skinny hand halfway - the master had already wandered up to him at some point, and the toad was re-melted into a ball of paper in his hand.

"Heretician way," Mu Chun real person sighed as if reciting scriptures, "Xiaoyun, you are really good."

Li Yun stuck out her tongue.

The master said: "In that case, come and lead the juniors to read the scriptures."

Li Yun had no choice but to hold her voice singing in front of the eunuch's hall, and spent nearly an hour reading that short passage of the Qingjing Sutra upside down more than ten times before the master finally mercifully called a stop, letting this long torture come to an end. for a while.

Han Yuan tremblingly whispered to Cheng Qian: "If he reads any more, I'm going to pee."

Cheng Qian sat upright, pretending not to know him.

The master, who had closed his eyes and rested for more than an hour in front of him, was full of energy, and said, "There should be movement after a moment of silence. Disciples come out of the pavilion with me—oh, Cheng Qian, I call you senior brother."

Cheng Qian, who had suffered an indiscriminate disaster, was taken aback when he heard the words, turned his head to look at the white-clothed boy, bit the bullet and stretched out a finger, and poked him on the shoulder as if touching fire, and at the same time thought a little frightenedly: "This is what Master asked me to do." I call you, get up and don't be a monster to me."

The elder brother who had slept upside down for two nights was probably full of sleep and was not acting like a monster. He opened his eyes, stared blankly at Cheng Qian for a long while, then took a deep breath and got up, weakly Waving his hand: "Got it, you guys go first."

Young Master Yan, who was not awake, seemed to have a much better temper, his peach blossom eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and his gaze on Cheng Qian was also softened a lot.

Then, Yan Zhengming asked softly, "By the way, what's your name?"

"... Cheng Qian."

"Oh." Yan Zhengming nodded indifferently. Compared with his undisguised dislike when he looked at Li Yun, and his behavior of covering his face with a fan in front of Han Yuan, his treatment of Cheng Qian is almost the same. Very polite.

After "Oh", Yan Zhengming no longer cared about Cheng Qian, covered his mouth with his hands and yawned, then sat motionless, waiting for the maid Xiao Yuer to comb his hair.

When Cheng Qian's mind was full of people and demons, for a while, he suspected that his senior brother Sao Bao might be a pheasant spirit with colorful tails, but seeing this situation, he dismissed this guess—even if it was true. Pheasant, combed like this every day, must also be combed into a bald tail, bare bottom and two legs.

And the hair on the elder brother's head is still growing solidly, and has not yet turned into a feather duster, which shows that he may be some kind of more unbelievable animal.

In the yard, a Taoist boy came over and presented a wooden sword to the master with both hands.

Immediately, Cheng Qian and Han Yuan's spirits were shaken. They both grew up listening to the story of the immortal relying on the wind to control the sword. Even though Cheng Qian was tortured by the sage book, he was still a little boy after all. But deep in my heart, I still yearn for those legendary powers that call the clouds and call the rain.

The wooden sword is simple and unsophisticated, almost imbued with a kind of calm and heavy. In the hearts of the little boys, there are gods and gods talking about alchemy, mysterious and mysterious scriptures, pinching their fingers at the stars to calculate the past and present, and even carving out All kinds of supernatural powers of real charms...none of them are as attractive as the word "Yujian".

What is Transcending Tribulation and Ascension?

Compared with Yijian Frost and Cold Fourteen States, probably even the legendary Soaring Clouds and Riding Mist has to be in the back row.

I saw Master Mu Chun waving his slim arms and legs, walking slowly to the middle of the small courtyard, like a wooden stick with clothes hanging on it.

Full of expectation, Han Yuan asked the question that Cheng Qian wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to ask: "Is Master going to teach us how to practice swords? When can we hold swords?"

Mu Chun: "No hurry, there is a wooden sword."

After finishing speaking, under the watchful eyes of his apprentices, he flapped his arms, set up a limp starting posture, and practiced one move after another. ——Strengthen the body——Fitness—Aeration——Still invigorating the blood—Live to—Sai Immortal—”

Cheng Qian: "..."

His newly sprouted dream of calling the wind and calling the rain was shattered in the "sword light and sword shadow" of "Dong Qiang—Dong Dong Qiang".

Master's "exquisite" swordsmanship soon attracted a sparrow to land on a nearby stake and stop to watch.

This is really the most peaceful set of swordsmanship in the world. I saw that the wooden sword passed by, as if there was nothing there, not even a breath of wind could be picked up. Even snails can climb to the top of trees.

Coupled with Master's ecstasy commentary of "The Immortal of the Physical Fitness Competition", the effect is very impressive.

I saw the master raised his foot and took a step, turned back and bent down to draw the wooden sword horizontally, tremblingly approaching the sparrow on the wooden post.

The little sparrow was full of courage, and stared at the attacking wooden sword with a pair of small black bean-like eyes motionless.

Mu Chun boldly warned: "You little bastard, don't get out of the way, watch out for your life being hurt by our wooden sword!"

After finishing such a long sentence, the wooden sword in his hand was just passed to Sparrow's feet. Hearing this ferocious warning, Little Sparrow calmly raised one leg, took a step to the side, and completely passed Fuyao faction's "Sharp Sword" calmly watched the gentle sword shadow drift away.

Han Yuan was already overjoyed, and Cheng Qian couldn't understand it. None of the martial arts martial arts he had seen at the entrance of the village was as absurd as this wooden sword, but he didn't laugh rashly, because he found that none of his seniors laughed either—— If the senior brother is arranging his hair and it is inconvenient to lean forward and backward, then the second senior brother who loves toads has some reference value.

Li Yun, who just couldn't sit still like a nail growing on his buttocks, not only didn't smile at this time, but his face that always seemed to be malicious showed a bit of concentration, watching the master's movement like a master with good eyes .

The master completely rehearsed the first movement of the Fuyao wooden sword, and finally stopped at a golden rooster standing alone with his arms flat. He held the wooden sword in his hand, stretched his thin and long neck, and made a look like climbing a height and looking into the distance. , precariously said: "This is the first form of my swinging wooden sword, and it will make a great journey!"

It's a pity that he doesn't look like a roc spreading its wings, but a bit like a rooster crowing.

Han Yuan covered his mouth, his face turned red.

This time the master didn't condone, he raised his hand and patted him on the top of the head with the wooden sword - this action was much more agile than before.

Master Mu Chun said angrily: "What did I tell you? Be calm! Be impetuous! What are you laughing at? It's outrageous! Copy the "Qing Jing Sutra" five times at night, and bring it to me tomorrow."

Because Han Yuan didn't know how to read, he even delayed the step of copying the rules of the school. Hearing this, he immediately salivated and offered his gold medal for avoiding death, and said shamelessly, "Master, I don't know how to read yet."

Mu Chun said: "Take it down and follow the painting——Li Yun!"

The second senior brother took a step forward.

The master said: "You lead your juniors to practice the hand pose and the first pose, and I will teach you the second pose when you come back."

Cheng Qianxin said: "I heard that he only learned the second style after more than a year in the beginning. Could it be possible that he has practiced the rooster crowing for a whole year?"

Before he could finish his astonishment and emotion, Li Yun had already stood still as he said, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and made a neat gesture of raising his hand, which really brought out a bit of young man's complacency. Compared, of course, it is not the same.The young man's name was like a green bamboo, his body was also like a green bamboo, he had a straight face, the sound of the wooden sword in his hand was like the wind, and the wind of the sword was everywhere, with an invincible sharpness.

That is the spirit of youth, unstoppable.

The previously calm little sparrow couldn't bear the shock, and immediately flew up into the sky with its wings flapping.

But before Cheng Qian and Han Yuan came back to their senses, they saw the second senior brother with a stern face, his anger sank to his dantian, and he shouted word by word: "Fuyaomu swordsmanship! Strengthen your body and keep fit! Ventilate and activate blood! Live!" To Sai Shenxian!"

... The young swordsman became a seller of strength pills in the blink of an eye.

However, Li Yun didn't feel ashamed at all. After howling this sentence, he still had time to turn around and make faces at his two stunned juniors.