Their respective teachers have been appointed, and after Chu Feng said goodbye to Liu Yu, he was led by the disciples in the sect to his master Chen Han. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fengming Villa has eight elders, each of whom represents a lineage.

After all, although they all practice the same exercises, there are some differences due to various reasons.

Each elder resides on the hill where he is located, and his disciples follow him.

For the disciples of Fengming Villa, being able to worship the eight mountains as disciples is a symbol of being among the core disciples, whether it is an outer disciple or an inner disciple, it is impossible to compare with the core disciple.

The amount of thought that the sect has spent on these disciples is even more incomparable.

Leading Chu Feng was a man who claimed to be Lu Yu.

Lu Yu is a young man with a modest face, who looks no more than twenty years old, and is also quite kind to Chu Feng, constantly introducing the owners of the mountains to Chu Feng along the way, all of which are praise.

Of the eight hills, seven of them are not many, but you can also see the disciples coming and going, or a corner of the buildings in the mountains, only one of the mountains is full of sycamores, and you can't see any human figures.

Only the sound of birds echoing among the empty mountains.

And this place is the place where Chu Feng's master Chen Han lives - Wutong Mountain.

"Senior Brother Chu, be careful. Lu Yu walked in the mountains with Chu Feng, while telling Chu Feng to pay attention to safety, and when he encountered some dangerous places, he did not forget to give Chu Feng, who had cultivated to a complete waste at the moment.

The two of them walked to the mountainside, the terrain gradually calmed down a little, and not long after stepping on the thick fallen leaves, Chu Feng heard the sound of a waterfall washing.

"The scenery of Wutong Mountain is the best everywhere, and Uncle Chen is also an elegant person, which is quite interesting, and it is also a good thing that you follow him to practice.

Lu Yu said with a smile as he led the way.

He has been in Fengming Villa for many years, and naturally knows the affairs of the village, although these words are suspected of comforting Chu Feng, but they are not false.

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Lu Yu smiled, and led Chu Feng through the dense forest, and suddenly saw a waterfall hanging above the cliff, and then rushed into the waterhole under the cliff, and overflowed from the edge of the waterhole, and flowed into the mountain along the stream on one side.

On the other side of the waterhole, there is a simple grass house, but the front door is clean and spotless.

"Uncle Chen!" Lu Yu stopped in front of the grass hut and bowed down, "The junior was ordered by the owner of the village to bring Senior Brother Chu who worshiped under Uncle Shi's door. ”

"Huh?" The door of the cottage opened, and an old man in white walked out of the cottage.

The old man was about eight feet tall, and his gray hair was clearly cut off from each other, but he was only casually pulled up at the back of his head, and was hairpinned by a simple wooden hairpin.

"In the past, I never let a disciple worship under my door, how can I remember it today?" Chen Han was slightly surprised, but his eyes fell on Chu Feng's body.

That gaze was not sharp, let alone sharp, but it gave Chu Feng a feeling that no matter what secret he couldn't hide, as if he had been seen through, it made people feel a little uneasy—that feeling, a little like a child being caught by an adult when he did something bad.

"Uncle Shi, where is the word. Lu Yu smiled and said, "The owner of the village acts fairly, so naturally he will not favor one over the other." ”

Chen Han smiled slightly, his smile was a little gentle, but it also made Lu Yu's heart a little weak.

"Go and tell Senior Brother Lu this. Chen Han shook his head, then stretched out his hand slightly, and said, "Child, come here." ”

Chu Feng hurriedly stepped forward and bowed deeply, "Disciple...... I've seen ......."

"Don't be in a hurry.

Chen Han stood in front of Chu Feng, a slender hand was on Chu Feng's shoulder, and a wisp of true qi crossed into Chu Feng's body, and after walking in Chu Feng's body, Chen Han couldn't help but smile a little.

He already understood a little why he would send this person to be his disciple, but he didn't really mind these problems.

He withdrew his hand, looked at Chu Feng in front of him, and said very seriously: "Kid, I'm not a master, I'm the one with the lowest cultivation among all the elders, and there is not much benefit to practicing with me." ”

Lu Yu looked slightly embarrassed on the side, but it was not easy to interject.

"So it's too late for you to leave. Chen Han said, "As one of the elders, I naturally have some ability to help you find a master who cultivates to a higher level." ”

Chu Feng looked at Chen Han with some trepidation.

His panic did not stem from Chen Han's straightforwardness, but from Chen Han's glance that seemed to see through his soul.

The feeling of having nothing to hide made him feel very uncomfortable, and he even felt the urge to escape.

But he resisted the urge to do so.

Because it was wrong to run away, he remembered what Qin Xue had taught him, to become stronger, you have to start from your heart.

He wants to be stronger, and how can he back down because of this?

"I'm not leaving. Chu Feng clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and then slowly released his fist and said with great firmness.

Chen Han looked at Chu Feng, and his calm gaze made Chu Feng's breathing a little difficult.

But Chen Han laughed and bowed slightly: "Then so be it."

Lu Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Uncle Chen, then I'll go back to my life." ”

Chen Han nodded and said, "Go ahead." ”

Lu Yu said goodbye and left, Chen Han turned around, and said while walking towards the grass house: "Come with me." ”

Chu Feng followed Chen Han into the grass house, only to see that the house was full of landscape calligraphy and paintings, a wooden couch was placed next to the window, a cabinet on the left side of the couch was full of ancient books, and on the right side was a desk, on which a rice paper inkstone, a simple stone paperweight and a guqin were placed.

Chu Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised: "How can the master be the same as the Xiucai in the world." ”

Chen Han turned his head to look at Chu Feng, laughed suddenly, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Because it's well drawn and well written. Chu Feng replied.

He doesn't have any aesthetic ability, but when he sees the paintings on the wall, he feels that the landscapes, flowers, insects, fish, birds and beasts in the paintings seem to appear in front of him, vivid and lifelike, just like the real nature in front of him.

And every word on the scroll seemed to be a fusion of various emotions, although some words could not even recognize what words were, but it seemed that they could understand what kind of feelings were contained in them.

Chen Han smiled and said, "Do you want to learn? ”

"Good. Chu Feng replied crisply.

This time, it was Chen Han's turn to show a surprised look, "Huh", and said, "Aren't you in a hurry to cultivate?"

Chu Feng should not be silent.

That "good" is his true words.

But cultivation was the real purpose of Liu Twelve's arrangement for him to come to Fengming Villa.

If you don't cultivate well, but learn to draw and write, isn't it putting the cart before the horse?

Chen Han summoned Chu Feng to sit down in front of the tea table, took the stoneware teapot on the table and poured two cups, handed Chu Feng a cup, and said, "Why do you want to cultivate?"

Chu Feng took the tea, thanked him, and took a sip gently, the tea was sweet and cool in the mouth, and the aftertaste was long.

Chu Feng didn't understand, but Chu Feng thought it was delicious.

Chu Feng thought for a moment before he said, "I envy cultivators who are free, unrestrained, can fly, and can live a long life. ”

When he was seven years old, his mother died of a serious illness, so his father Chu Shucai took him to Sanmiao Palace, wanting to worship Sanmiao Palace to practice - before he started at the age of ten, he spent three years sitting in the courtyard of the back kitchen of Sanmiao Palace, watching the disciples of Sanmiao Palace fly freely in the air.

At that time, he felt for the first time the difference between monks and mortals, and he wanted to practice, to be able to go to the sky and fly unrestrained, just like monks.

The corners of Chen Han's mouth raised slightly, and he didn't speak again, just drank tea quietly with Chu Feng.

After a long time, Chen Han said: "From today on, you will follow the cultivation of the teacher, and the cultivation for the teacher is the Nine Heavens Sword, but for so many years, you have achieved nothing, and you have fallen into the laughing stock." Such a master, are you really willing to learn art from me?"

Chu Feng was stunned again when he heard this, and he couldn't help but think of his first master, Luo Xing, the vein master of the Guiyuan First Lineage of the Sanmiao Palace.

How similar is the situation of the Guiyuan First Pulse at that time to the situation of the Chen Han Pulse in front of him, and how similar is the situation of Luo Xing and Chen Han?

His father knelt down and begged the Sanmiao Palace to teach for three days and three nights, and in the end, it was Luo Xing, who was weak and weak due to the decline of the Guiyuan lineage, who had no disciples, to come forward and accept him, a disciple who was not originally intended to be accepted by the real person in charge of the sect, so as to give Chu Feng the opportunity to enter this different world.

Chu Feng blinked, then raised his head, looked at Chen Han, and said very seriously: "I am willing." ”

Chen Han looked at Chu Feng's slightly sympathetic eyes, couldn't help but smile slightly, and said, "This is your last chance to regret it, have you really thought it through?"

"I figured it out. Chu Feng replied. He has a gentle temperament, but he is also very stubborn about what he has determined.

Chen Han laughed, and said after a long time: "Okay, then you can follow me to learn art, and you can use this house in the future." ”

"Ah, what about you, master?" Chu Feng asked.

Chen Han smiled: "I'm in this room, that is, I just draw and write." ”

As he spoke, Chen Han turned to the bookcase, picked up two books from them and handed them to Chu Fengdao, "You should read these two books first." ”

Chu Feng took the book and was about to start reading, but was stopped by Chen Han and said, "You go to the waterfall to read." ”

Chu Feng nodded yes, didn't ask more, and walked to the waterfall with the book.

There is a large, round rock on the side of the waterfall, with a smooth surface like a mirror, and it looks as if people are often sitting on it.

Chu Feng hesitated for a moment before he also sat down and began to slowly flip through the two books.

In fact, these two books are not classics for cultivation, nor are they about Qi training.

These two books are some of the classics in the world, one is the Tao Te Ching, and the other is the Nanhua Sutra.

Chu Feng had also heard of these two books, but he had never read them, and he didn't expect that Chen Han asked him to read these two books.

These two books have nothing to do with cultivation, so what is the purpose of reading them?

Chu Feng thought about it, but he couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it, but lowered his head and read the book intently.

Chen Han stood at the door of the cottage, looked at Chu Feng with his hands down, couldn't help but sigh slightly, and said to himself: "I'm still young, but I have such a heart, heh...... I guess I've been through a lot of things. ”

As the days passed, the number of scriptures Chu Feng read also increased day by day.

Chu Feng reads by the waterhole every day, and after dusk, Chen Han teaches Chu Feng to draw and learn calligraphy, and from time to time he will ask him some questions in the scriptures, which makes Chu Feng feel like he suddenly understands every time.

This kind of life repeats itself day by day, and almost in the blink of an eye, two or three months have passed.

Chen Han looked at Chu Feng's paintings, shook his head with a smile and said, "Xi Wu, you are really worried about your talent for calligraphy and painting." ”

Chu Feng scratched his head embarrassedly.

Chen Han smiled and shook his head, he also knew that this was probably Chu Feng's limit, it was impossible for a person to be good at everything, and this was also a matter of course.

This apprentice, although he sometimes doesn't know what he is doing, but no matter what, he is still very serious in doing it, and he is not as impetuous as many young people, which is indeed rare.

"Go and deliver me a letter tomorrow. Chen Han said.

"I obeyed. Chu Feng paused before asking, "Where to send it?"

"Phoenix Mountain, to Senior Brother Feng Yishu, the Great Elder. Chen Han said.

"I understand. ”

Since you want to go to find Feng Yishu, you should be able to see Liu Yu, right?

A word to readers:

The number of words in this chapter is still a bit much.,Unconsciously, I've written so much~~~~ Transition chapters.,There's no fierce battle.,There's no pretending dialogue.,But what I like to write the most is such a chapter.,Slow.,Gentle.,It's the most comfortable.。