Chapter II. Dao Chief, it turns out that you can eat meat.

Ye Gucheng has always been self-controlled, even if he looks like a child, he doesn't need to be taken care of by others. The pure yang palace is also pure, getting up in the morning and going to class, eating, practicing, practicing and reading, and then going to class in the evening and resting. The division commanders are not strict, but there are few people who are lazy and slippery.

There are also a few four or five-year-old children in the Pure Yang Palace, although in terms of generation, they are all his nephews and even younger generations, but in the end, they are just raised together. Compared with the real children around him, Ye Gucheng seemed unusually quiet. Even though he, like those children, wore a robe with blue stripes on a white background, anyone could still see the difference between him at a glance.

His master Chongyi Dao Chang loves swords and is obsessed, although he is not famous in the rivers and lakes because he is not born, but if it is really discussed, among the swordsmen in the world, his swordsmanship should be far above the Wudang Mudao people. After Chong Yi watched Ye Gucheng practice his sword a few times, he also had a plan in his heart.

In addition to the Pure Yang Inner Strength Heart Method, Zixia Gong, he did not force Ye Gucheng to practice the Pure Yang Sword Technique, of course, when he taught it, he still taught it all together, as for whether Ye Gucheng practiced or not, and how much he could comprehend, it all depended on him. Ye Gucheng was originally a master of art investment, and Chong Yi could naturally see that his own swordsmanship was also extremely exquisite. And for some reason, Chong Yi always felt that the original swordsmanship of this apprentice of his seemed to be more in line with himself.

How did Chong Yi know that Ye Gucheng seemed to be practicing the most common sword moves such as stabbing, picking, splitting, and hooking every day, but his body was always preparing for that move to move the world in a few years, and it was also the most wonderful and gorgeous "Flying Immortals from the Sky".

Xi Jian, because it is the peak again, Ye Gucheng is not in a hurry. What he has to do every day, in addition to feeling the sword heart and tempering the sword intent, the most important job is to condense his body. As for the sword moves, the avenue is three thousand, isn't it the same way? When it comes to the realm of Ye Gucheng, what are the sword moves, and what is the difference?

Although the scenery of the South China Sea is different from the scenery of the South China Sea, it is a magnificent wonder that makes people awe and yearn for it.

Ye Gucheng once broke the waves, became enlightened between the waves, and created a set of flying immortal swordsmanship, which was the first of the swords in the South China Sea. Now, he spends his days watching the snow stretch on the top of the Forgotten Peak, or practicing his sword moves on the sword platform, and his already proficient swordsmanship is dyed with three points of ice and snow, and the original sword intent is eroded, crushed, and crushed, but finally breaks and stands.

Ice and snow or waves, which is more clever? It's just that it's all given by heaven, which makes people more aware of their insignificance, but they draw more powerful power from their insignificance.

Seven-year-old Ye Gucheng did not sleep, did not eat or drink, and sat quietly under the ancient pine at the top of the Sword Peak for three days, and finally opened his black eyes that were as bright as stars.

The Yunshui sword came out of its sheath and went away one by one. The tiny snowflakes raised gently, and a sword shadow flashed, and it fell gently. Ye Gucheng's robe swept through, leaving only a few afterimages. There seems to be nothing on the flat snow, but if you look closely, you can see six tiny holes that are almost invisible.

- Ye Gucheng stabbed not one sword, but three swords. In just an instant, the tiniest snowflake was broken into six petals.

He glanced at the marks on the ground flatly, and there was no wave in his eyes. In his previous life, he could only reach this level at the age of fifteen after defeating nine sword masters in a row in the South China Sea. In this life, he is only seven years old.

"Uncle Shi, Master Chongyi has called you to dinner."

Seeing Ye Gucheng return the sword into the sheath, a child on the side hurriedly greeted him. The little boy looked older than him, but he had to respectfully call Ye Gucheng Uncle Shi. Indeed, Chongyi's seniority is also very great in Chunyang.

After the Anshi Rebellion that year, the pure yang snow was deep, and most of the disciples were killed and injured, although there were manpower to turn the tide and help the precarious pure yang palace, but among all the disciples of the pure yang dao ancestor Lu Dongbin, the inheritance was only the two veins of the Qingxuzi Yu Rui and the jade void son Li Wusheng.

These embarrassing old things are now just stories told by the elders in the Pure Yang Palace when they coaxed those little Taoist children to sleep. Ye Gucheng sometimes listened, but he longed for the pure yang prosperity of the year. Chunyang's swordsmanship is already extremely exquisite, he wants to see what kind of style the Qixiu Tibetan Sword and other such sword-using sects should be?

However, just thinking about it, Ye Gucheng shook his head. He didn't chase his past life that he couldn't forget after meditating on the Forgetting Peak for many days, and how could he have the strength to chase the prosperous Tang Dynasty that had been separated by thousands of years.

On Jianfeng was quite far away from the courtyard of Chongyi Daochang, and when he arrived at the place, Ye Gucheng also restrained his thoughts. Now Chongyi has no other descendants, so they both eat in the same place.

Chunyang Palace has always had a light diet, which is why Ye Gucheng was slightly stunned when he looked at the braised rabbit meat on the plate - he thought that the Taoist priest was a person outside the square, so naturally he should not eat these meats. And before, he really hadn't seen meat on the table of the Pure Yang Palace. Vegetarianism is a bit difficult for a five-year-old child, but Ye Gucheng was used to eating a clean diet in his previous life, so in the two years he entered the Pure Yang Palace, Ye Gucheng has always been a vegetarian.

Daoist Chongyi nodded and motioned for him to sit down, and after sandwiching a piece of rabbit meat for him, he also sandwiched a piece and ate it himself.

Ye Gucheng put the sword in his hand on his lap, lowered his head and looked at the rabbit meat in the bowl with thick red sauce for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Why?" ”

Chong Yi had already finished eating a piece and was sandwiching the second piece, when he heard Ye Gucheng's question, he also paused, and asked with some puzzlement: "What did you say?" ”

Ye Gucheng still didn't move his chopsticks, but he still explained in the end: "We are monks, we can also eat meat?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Chong Yi was stunned, the rabbit meat in the chopsticks slipped on the plate, and after half a sound, he asked Ye Gucheng with some difficulty: "...... Are you going to become a monk? ”

Ye Gucheng's brows furrowed: "As soon as I entered the Pure Yang back then, didn't I already become a monk?" "If you become a Taoist priest, isn't it considered a monk?

Chong Yi was stunned for a moment, thinking about Ye Gucheng's meaning with difficulty, and then suddenly couldn't help laughing: "Who told you that the Taoist priest of our Pure Yang Palace is a monk?" A few days ago, you had a nephew get married, and the Chunyang Palace was lively for a whole day, so you didn't know? ”

Seeing that Ye Gucheng didn't have a superfluous expression, Chong Yi hammered his palm again, and said in a trance: "Ah, I remember it for the teacher, at that time you were discussing the enlightenment of Sword Peak, I'm afraid you didn't make it to the ceremony." Your nephew probably didn't want to give you a salute, so he simply didn't look for you. ”

Ye Gucheng knew that he had misunderstood, so he also picked up the piece of rabbit meat and took a bite. Seeing that he was probably eating the first bite of meat in the past two years, Chong Yi coughed a little dryly, and continued to explain to Ye Gucheng: "Vegetables, rice and noodles have always been uniformly distributed by the Pure Yang Palace, but if you want to eat meat, you have to find it in the mountains yourself." The teacher is busy practicing swords on weekdays, so he ...... No, I happened to see a rabbit today, so I hit it back. ”

"Sword learning is a big deal." Nodding slightly, Ye Gucheng only ate a piece of rabbit meat and didn't move again, just sandwiched a piece of cabbage and chewed quietly. Ye Gucheng said that learning the sword is a big deal. The implication is that the desire to eat is just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning.

Chong Yi's eyes burst out with appreciation, and he stopped talking, and the master and apprentice sat opposite each other, and the meal ended quickly. There is nothing in the heart except the sword. As an apprentice, just this kind of heart is enough to be called an immortal talent. Not to mention his talent for sword learning that seems to have been brought by his previous life. Chong Yi had a hunch that the Heavenly Favored Person, whom Pure Yang had not seen in three hundred years, might come out of his disciples.

The so-called Heavenly Favor is the secret of the Pure Yang Palace since the Anshi Rebellion. No one knows how many generations of pure yang can produce one, and no one knows which vein the Heavenly Favor will come out of. The only thing that can be known is that all the celestial beings are amazing talents, and no one of the same generation can stand out from the other in the way of the sword.

-- What is such a talent that covers up the light of a lifetime and eclipses the sword-wielding man of the same generation?

As the years passed, Chong Yi had only seen the legend of the so-called "Heavenly Dependent" from the yellowed books of the Chunyang Palace, and he was not even sure whether this legend really existed. He just thought a little proudly, the so-called amazing talent, if his apprentice Ye Gucheng can't be called it, then who can be called it?

Knowing that the Pure Yang Dao Master was not a monk did not have much impact on Ye Gucheng, he still practiced the sword and realized the Tao every day, and the three years passed quickly.

In the past three years, Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship has naturally improved. However, even if you do it all over again, it's not without bottlenecks. What's more, he has embarked on a completely different path than before.

Once, he was a cloud floating in the sky. Now, he is the snow at the bottom of the cliff that does not melt all year round. In the five years in the mountains, he was not completely born, and the road from Baiyun City to Huashan was far away, but the letter was still one a month. The butler left by his father was an extremely safe person, and in the days when he left home to learn swords, the housekeeper arranged the affairs of Baiyun City properly, so that he had no worries.

Baiyun City is located in the South China Sea, the environment of the South China Sea is complex, the dark tide is surging, and the islands around Baiyun City are unknown. Now the people of those islands dare not come to attack, one is because Baiyun City is vast and has many people, and it is not possible to take the land overnight. The second is because of the sword power of the previous generation of Baiyun City Lord, that is, Ye Gucheng's father.

Back then, Ye Gucheng's father was also a peerless swordsman, a long sword protected the health of a city, and the heroes who died under his sword did not know how many. Even after Ye Gucheng's father was unfortunately killed, the twelve guards who were left behind were still in the surrounding seas. If it weren't for this, such a rich place in Baiyun City would have been eaten up by the surrounding islands.

But Ye Gucheng knew that such a tranquility was temporary. In a few years, the pirates of these surrounding islands will be connected to the water village and will attack in one fell swoop. In his previous life, when he was still on the way to learn the sword, when he returned to Baiyun City, although the city had not yet been breached, Baiyun City was also defeated. The twelve guards of chasing clouds lost eight places, and the remaining four were unwilling to retreat, and they were still fighting bloodily. There were only women and children left in the city lord's mansion, and more than a thousand soldiers poured out of the nest, losing half of them.

If it weren't for Ye Gucheng's timely return, if it weren't for the fact that his swordsmanship was already excellent at that time, and he could fight nine good players in a row without being defeated, the consequences of Baiyun City breaking would be unimaginable.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Gucheng finally decided to go down the mountain - he was going to take a different path, but that path did not make him shirk his responsibility. As the lord of Baiyun City, he has the responsibility to protect the peace of Baiyun City.

Again, the sword was sheathed. His sword was unusually fast, faster than his self three years ago, and faster than himself in his previous life. However, I still felt that something was missing. This is the so-called bottleneck.

Tightening the sword in his hand, and turning the current situation in the South China Sea in his heart, Ye Gucheng slowly looked at the cold snow of the distant mountains of Pure Yang, and finally no longer hesitated, and quickly went to the Qing Xiu place of the Chongyi Dao Chief.

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