Yun Cheng sat in the wooden barrel that had slowly lost its temperature, feeling that the qi and blood in his body were completely replenished, and even in the process of struggling, the exercises of the ancient style unconsciously broke through to the third layer, making Yun Cheng refreshed for a while. I took a hard breath, and I felt the turbid air before, and I could feel the aroma of the earth when I inhaled the tip of my nose. Hearing seems to be much more sensitive than before.

Slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and found that this master, whom he had only worshiped yesterday, actually dozed off with a book. Jumping up from the barrel, he jumped directly to the ground, grabbed a white towel, wiped it up and down casually, and hurriedly put on his clothes.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of, it's not that I haven't seen it. The old man muttered without raising his eyelids.

Yun Cheng's cold face was suddenly a little embarrassed, but he still bowed to Ouyang Yihua: "Thank you." It seemed like a word of thanks, but it was said by Yun Cheng how pale and pale.

Ouyang Yihua didn't mind, accepted the book, looked at Yuncheng carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, I have improved a lot." After speaking, he waved to Yuncheng and walked towards the bamboo house attic.

Yun Cheng frowned, glanced at the water that was no longer steaming, and was stunned for a moment, and walked towards the attic with some disgust in his heart.

The furnishings in the attic are very simple, a bookshelf, a wooden bed, and a wooden coffee table with a set of tea sets on it.

"I'm curious about yesterday's portrait, right?And the water in the barrel, is it dark and disgusting?" the old man asked casually as if he knew what Yun Cheng was thinking.

"It's curious and disgusting. "Cloud City is very concise and to the point.

"Hehe, what are you thinking of that black water? That's the magazines you've accumulated over the years, otherwise how can you make up for your loss of qi and blood?" The old man's voice was very disdainful, but his face was still unwavering.

"Is it the impurities on my body?" Yun Cheng opened his mouth in rare surprise, his eyes blinking a little stunned. There are still impurities on my body, this is the first time I have heard this statement, how do I feel a bit fantastical.

The old man smiled: "Naturally, it's you, you're already 16 years old this year, right? Think about the whole grains you have eaten in the past 16 years, how many toxins have accumulated in your body? These things are a great harm to us who practice martial arts, and fundamentally hinder the possibility of progress." And you're only 16 years old and can wash a bucket of clear potion black. If those were bigger than you, how much would they wash out?"

Yun Cheng nodded when he heard this, and agreed very much: "But people always have to eat, right?"

"It's nature. Ouyang Yihua smiled, recalling that he was also so stupid to ask his master, and he was a little distracted when he thought about it, "Your idea is wrong." Telling you about the toxins that accumulate in what you eat is not that you won't be able to eat. But to let you understand why you should take a medicated bath, you can ask the little guy Mukong, he has had a medicated bath since he was a child, so there is not much hindrance to what he eats afterwards, and the consumption of the person who practices martial arts can absorb this debris and discharge it from the body through sweat and so on. ”

Yun Cheng understood now: "That is, this medicinal bath is the first step for every martial artist?

That's what it means. Ouyang Yihua nodded, "Mukong, they started at the age of five or six, so there was not much obstacle at the beginning, and you, although you can see that you have been exercising your body, but you are a little bit rough, didn't you find that after taking the medicinal bath, the whole person is a lot easier?"

Yun Cheng nodded, he found out this just now, it turned out to be like this, so he couldn't improve in his previous life, was it because his muscles and bones had been stereotyped or because there were too many impurities in his body?

"If we keep it the way we used to and stay in our 30s, will this medicated bath still be useful?"

Ouyang Yihua took out yesterday's picture scroll, and his voice was very indifferent: "Do you say it's useful?" People in their 30s, how many toxins have accumulated, no matter how much they wash, they can only keep their health healthy before they die of old age, are you thinking about who in the family? But it's not as easy as you think, you have to continue washing tomorrow, and it is estimated that according to your situation, at most three days, the potion should not turn black." ”

"That's right. Yun Cheng frowned and nodded, it was true that he really wanted to give his family a try, but when he heard Ouyang Yihua say this, forget it, he couldn't bear to let his mother and sister jump into such hot water.

"Well, that's right. The old man opened the scroll again, spread it out on the coffee table, and whispered to Yun Cheng to sit down, his tone was majestic and could not be refused.

Ouyang Yihua looked at Yun Cheng, and his face became very serious: "Our conversation today, except for you and me, must not be known to outsiders. This is the rule of this sect, since you have worshiped me as a teacher, I believe you should be able to do it. ”

Yun Cheng looked coldly at the old woman in the picture scroll and nodded: "If it is a secret, I will keep it myself." ”

"Well, it's not that you never say it, but if you accept apprentices in the future, you still have to tell him this. The old man's voice was not in a hurry, pointing to the scroll, "The woman in this scroll is the ancestor of this sect, Xiaoyaozi, and this sect is called Xiaoyao, and some people call us Xiaoyaomen." ”

"Loose faction?" Yun Cheng pouted, "There seems to be such a sect in a TV series." ”

Ouyang Yihua glared: "That's all nonsense, our sect is real, I don't know when the specific history can be traced back, but the ancestor of the Wudang faction was originally a registered disciple of my Xiaoyao faction, including Emei, which still exists today, and was also founded by one of the registered disciples." ”

Yun Cheng stood up in shock all of a sudden, and looked at the old man in front of him carefully: "No, the Wudang Sect was founded by a registered disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect?" Yun Cheng's face changed greatly when he was shocked for the first time, this old man won't start to go crazy again, right? This is too, and it is completely inconsistent with his own cognition. The ancestor of Wudang, it is said that it seems to be Zhang Sanfeng, and there is still a portrait of Zhang hanging now, which is the one from yesterday.

"This is the meaning of my previous sentence, this matter, the successive heads of the Wudang faction know, and the heads of Emei also know, and it is recorded in their inner door classics. It's just that in this society, as soon as these things are taken out, they have long been banned by the state, and they will not take them out at will. Later, I'll take you to Wu, and when you go to see it yourself. ”

Yun Cheng was still a little surprised, and analyzed it, but he really didn't see that the old man was lying.

"We Xiaoyao disciples have always been in the same lineage, and there is only one official disciple. So after so many years, it has been continued. In fact, there are still sects like ours that have been handed down, but they have all been annihilated in history. Even now, people won't tell you. Ouyang Yihua's tone was very cold, but he said it clearly and clearly.

"In ancient times, the so-called flying eaves and walls, flying away from the sky and the earth wouldn't all exist, right?" Yun Cheng's voice was not loud, and his brows were raised, and he felt like he had been ruined.

Ouyang Yihua twitched the corners of his mouth: "What kind of mess, how can there be such a thing in this flying world, do you think I am talking to you about mythological stories? But this cornices do exist, just like I quickly appeared in front of you yesterday, similar to this kind of still exists." ”

Yun Cheng nodded, and exhaled in his heart, fortunately he didn't ruin his three views, and it was reasonable that this cornice-walking wall could exist. Thinking that in his previous life, he could climb a high-rise building at a 90-degree right angle with his bare hands, which is still acceptable to him.

"Saying so much is to tell you that this world is not so simple, and you are now my only disciple, our sect has an unwritten rule, no matter what, once a disciple is accepted, no matter whether the disciple is dead or alive in the future, no matter how many disciples can be accepted. Ouyang Yihua's expression was solemn, and he looked at Yuncheng very seriously, "So you kid must protect your little life, otherwise you will be a sinner of our sect, and you will be disgraced even with me." ”

Yun Cheng nodded speechlessly, and he didn't know who had to accept him as a disciple, and now he started to threaten again, how could this old man say that one is one out. I really didn't see why my grandfather was so in awe of him. Even when he was introduced by Mukong just now, his heart was sudden.

"Then someone in Wudang also knows about you, and what Emei is?" Yun Cheng's mind turned, and he asked again, "What Shaolin Temple is then?"

Ouyang Yihua laughed dryly, and the old face smiled even more chrysanthemum-like: "They don't know, didn't they tell you just now, our identity can't be known by outsiders." But they know we exist, and I can't explain that. As for the Shaolin Temple, those are all monks, and they don't have anything to do with the door. ”

"Are you curious why you were allowed to worship Wudang again yesterday, right?" Ouyang Yihua smiled, "Have you forgotten what I told you, master, you can worship as you like, as long as you don't betray your promise." Our sect aims to be free and not to interfere with these. As for Wudang, this can be regarded as an opportunity for my master and mine, and with the identity of Wudang to cover up, who knows that we are disciples of the Xiaoyao faction?"

Yun Cheng snorted, and a rare bitter smile on his cold face, sure enough, he was old and not dead as a thief, and he really had a lot of eyes.

"So, do you want me to use this identity to cover up?" Yun Cheng frowned, "Won't it be seen through?"

The old man nodded appreciatively: "Well, this must be there, as for whether you can see it or not, let's not talk about this issue first, you will naturally know later." Ouyang Yihua cleaned up the picture scroll, "Let's go, let me take a look at your foundation, your medicinal bath is not finished yet, today I will guide you to some Wudang things." ”

Yun Cheng's half-squinted eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a slight excitement in his heart, he had been practicing martial arts in the army all his life, and the few he met were only half-baked, and most of them were still guiding them. In this life, if you have such an opportunity, you can't let it go.