Chapter 7 Worship into Huashan

"It's fine." In the face of Yue Buqun's inquiry, Ling Chi didn't hide it too much, he had a 'tie' half a month ago, and there was no point in concealing it: "It's just that there has been no increase in qi recently, I don't know why?" ”

Hearing this, Yue Buqun almost pulled off a few mustaches on his chin, Ning Zhong's apricot eyes widened, and Yue Lingshan even said 'ah': "The true qi does not increase, is it because you have cultivated the Huashan Mental Method to the extreme?" ”

"This ......" Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes...... and a hint of surprise.

If such a genius is not brought under his command, he will be damned!

Yue Buqun couldn't help it, and said, "Little Brother Ling, I don't know if you are willing to worship me as a teacher?" ”

……

A month later.

Bang -

"Little junior brother, Master told you to go to the main hall to talk."

“……”

Ling Chi slowly collected his strength, and looked helplessly at Ling Hu Chong, who broke in and looked for wine everywhere, and said, "Senior brother, how many times have I told you, I don't have wine here." ”

"No way, I smelled wine the other day, you can't fool my nose." Linghu Chong opened the cabinet door: "Is it hidden in the closet?" ”

"......" Ling Chi straightened his clothes and said, "Senior brother, didn't Master call us over!" Let's go! ”

"Master asked you to come over, but not me." Linghu Chong waved his hand: "Go quickly!" I'm going to find out the wine today. ”

“……”

On the way to the main hall, the disciples of Huashan who met him saluted one after another: "Ten senior brothers." ”

Ling Chi nodded with a smile: "It's hard work." ”

It's been a month since he came to the Huashan faction, and looking back, he didn't have the idea of joining the Huashan faction, after all, his strength is basically achieved by drinking and eating food, and it doesn't matter if he joins the Huashan faction or not.

But just when he was about to refuse, he suddenly became vigilant, as if as long as he refused, something bad would happen.

Facing Yue Buqun's eagerness and Yue Lingshan's longing gaze, Ling Chi pondered for a moment before agreeing. Then he cleaned up the liquor store, and three days later, he joined the Huashan faction with Shuang'er.

Yue Buqun had a total of nine disciples, and after apprenticeship, Ling Chi became a junior brother, and Shuang'er became a junior sister. But in front of the ordinary disciples of Huashan, he became the tenth senior brother, and Shuang'er was the second senior sister, and the senior sister was naturally Yue Lingshan.

After apprenticing to him, Yue Buqun did not treat him badly, and immediately passed on to him the Huashan Sect's Mixed Yuan Gong, which was second only to Zixia Divine Skill, and also began to teach him the most basic Huashan Sword Technique.

Although Ling Chi 'created' his own free fighting and dismantling knife, in Yue Buqun's opinion, free fighting is completely a splashy style of fighting, if it weren't for his fast speed and great strength, he could teach him to be a man in minutes with only one move and one style of dismantling.

And the knife is a dismemberment technique, which can not be used easily, otherwise it is either missing an arm or a broken leg. The Huashan faction is a famous and decent sect, how can the disciples use such a cruel sword technique?

So Yue Buqun strictly grasped Ling Chi's basic skills at the beginning, and walked every morning and evening for an hour, and demonstrated and corrected Huashan swordsmanship for him in the middle. As for the Mixed Yuan Gong, it will also be cultivated simultaneously in the process of practicing.

The cultivation method of Mixed Yuan Gong and other internal skills in the world is completely opposite, from the outside in.

Through Yue Buqun's explanation, Ling Chi learned that although this kung fu took a long time and had a very slow effect, there was no danger of going mad when practicing, and it was extremely powerful after practice.

Cover inside and outside the Qi cultivation, when facing the enemy, one move and one style, all natural and internal strength attached, can defeat the enemy unintentionally. When the mixed yuan is successful, it will be invincible and invincible.

It looks a bit like King Kong is not bad, but it must be a simplified version of the lower grade.

Even so, this Mixed Yuan Gong is already one of the few internal strength mental methods in the world, and through a month of cultivation (eating and drinking), this Mixed Yuan Gong can really control the growing true qi of the whole body.

In the short term, Ling Chi didn't have to worry that his true qi would be wasted.

As for the Huashan swordsmanship, with the guidance of a famous teacher, coupled with excellent sparring partners, Ling Chi's entry is very fast, and now he has cultivated the Huashan swordsmanship to the level 3 state, and in the state of holding the sword, it can increase the attack and defense by 30%.

The practice is very hard, but there is food that can restore physical strength and energy, Ling Chi's mental and physical strength is almost unlimited, and he still has a lot of leisure time every day to study recipes and improve his cooking skills.

At his request, now Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, the nine disciples, and Yue Lingshan's daily meals are all arranged by him.

Originally, Yue Buqun was opposed, for him who took the restoration of the Huashan faction as his own responsibility, Ling Chi should put all his energy on practicing martial arts, so that the strength of the Huashan faction would grow rapidly.

But under Ling Chi's repeated assurances that he would not delay the progress of his practice, and that cooking was his pleasure, and it would be uncomfortable if he didn't do it for a day, Yue Buqun made a compromise. At the same time, he also made requirements for Ling Chi's practice progress, and once he didn't meet the requirements, he had to stop cooking.

Ling Chi agreed.

And in the next month, seeing that Ling Chi had really completed the progress of his practice with quality and quantity, Yue Buqun also went with him. After all, he enjoyed eating delicious (climactic) food every day.

……

"Master."

In the main hall of the Huashan faction, Ling Chi bowed down and saluted Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze: "Senior Niang." ”

"Hmm." Yue Buqun smiled.

He was so satisfied with this disciple. In just one month, he has cultivated the Mixed Yuan Gong and Huashan Sword Technique to the realm of Xiaocheng, and the basic skills have become more and more consolidated, and he is worthy of being a genius of Tianzhong that he values.

"Okay." Ning Zhong nodded with a smile.

"Second Senior Brother and Senior Sister are also there?" Seeing Lao Denuo and Yue Lingshan, who were also in the main hall, Ling Chi was a little surprised.

"Little junior brother." Lauderno smiled and clenched his fists.

"Little junior brother, this time my father and mother called you to discuss going down the mountain with us." Yue Lingshan grinned.

"Down the mountain?" Ling Chi turned his head to look at Yue Buqun.

"Not bad." Yue Buqun nodded and said, "I got the news for the teacher......"

……

The wind smokes the willows, the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, it is the spring season in the south. On the West Gate Street of Fuzhou Mansion in Fujian Province, the bluestone slab road stretches straight out and leads straight to the West Gate.

Before a magnificent mansion is built, a flagpole of two feet high is erected in the two stone altars on the left and right, and the green flag flutters on the top of the pole.

The yellow silk thread on the right flag is embroidered with a male lion with teeth and claws, and a majestic demeanor, and the flag is waving in the wind, making the male lion more vigorous. On the top of the lion's head, a pair of bats embroidered with black silk thread spread their wings and fly. The left flag is embroidered with four black characters of "Fuwei Dart Bureau", with silver hooks and iron strokes, and the strength is extraordinary.

The vermilion lacquer door of the mansion, the copper nails the size of a teacup on the door are shining, and the plaque on the top of the door reads "Fuwei Dart Bureau" four large gold lacquer characters, and the horizontal book below is "General Number" two small characters. At the entrance, there are two rows of benches, and there are eight men who have finished their strong suits, all of whom have straight waists, showing a heroic spirit.

Suddenly, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the backyard, and the eight men stood up together and rushed out of the gate. I saw five horses rushing out of the gate on the west side of the dart game and rushing along the horse road to the front of the gate. At first a horse was snow-white, with Mahler's stirrups made of rotten silver, and a young man in brocade clothes, about eighteen or nineteen years old, had a falcon on his left shoulder, with a sword hanging from his waist, and a longbow on his back. Behind him were four riders, all of whom were dressed in green cloth and short clothes. A group of five people galloped to the door of the dart board, and three of the eight men shouted in unison: "The young dart head is hunting again!" ”

The young man laughed, the horsewhip slapped in the air, and under the sound of false blows, the white horse under his crotch hissed and rushed out on the bluestone road.

A man shouted: "Shi Darttou, look up again and the wild boar will come back today, everyone will have a good meal." ”

A man in his forties behind the young man smiled and said, "A wild boar's tail is indispensable to you, but don't fill it with yellow soup yet." Amid the laughter of the crowd, the five horsemen had already gone far away.

……

Next to the mountain path, a hotel looms in the middle of the mountain forest.

In the hotel, Ling Chi was dressed in coarse linen clothes and was holding a kitchen knife to cut radishes.

On the side, a slender but ugly-looking girl in Tsing Yi was sorting out her drinks by the wine cabinet. There was also a white-haired old man wiping the table and chair with a rag.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and finally stopped outside the hotel. After a while, several armed men walked in with a young man.

"Lao Cai, why don't you come out to lead the horse?"

“……”

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