"What! You want to learn kung fu? Are you sure? This kind of thing is not nonsense, have you figured it out?" The white-bearded old man's face was full of incredulity, and his expression was extremely excited.

Since the Qingqiu Mountain Gate was destroyed twenty years ago, it has been in a slump, and it is impossible for anyone to come to the sect that does not even have a mountain gate.

And under the pressure of "those people", the white-bearded old man had to survive secretly, and only by surviving could he hope to revive the former Qingqiu.

The white-bearded old man's three questions in a row made Zhang Yue a little confused. Thinking of this, Zhang Yue still did not hesitate and said in a firm tone: "Yes! I know very well what I said. Grandpa, please teach me kung fu!"

"But...," the white-bearded old man hesitated for a long time, "Boy, if you want to worship the mountain gate, I will naturally clap your hands and welcome you, but you have also seen that the young man has fallen to such a point, if you rashly teach you martial arts and exercises, it may also bring you a lot of trouble."

"Really, as long as I can learn kung fu from you, I won't be afraid of any trouble." Zhang Yue knew that the white-bearded old man said that he could apprentice, and he was very excited. As for the disaster that the old man said, Zhang Yue also thought about it, and felt that it was nothing at all, and the soldiers would block the water and cover it. Even if there is no said evil. He Wei will not give up on what happened before. Bound to come back again.

"Okay then! Come with me first. Seeing Zhang Yue's resolute request to practice martial arts, the old man didn't say anything more, and let Zhang Yue follow him.

Exiting the room, the three of them walked straight to another house on the north side of the ruins, which was not superficially ruined compared to the room where the old man with the white beard lived. The lock hanging on the door was still the kind of copper lock made by ancient craftsmen, and the old man took out the key and opened the copper lock.

With a creak, the two wooden doors were pushed open. The house was very dark, and when the sunlight shone in, you could see fine dust floating in the air.

And then you came into view of a high platform with two candlesticks lit. In the dim light of the candlelight, you can see that there are large and small spiritual positions next to them, arranged in order from top to bottom. There are also different portraits painted behind the top three relatively large tablets, all of whom are wearing the same green and green mountain gate robes, each of which is a highly respected appearance.

After Zhang Huiqian, who was standing next to Zhang Yue, saw this scene, she quickly shrank back and slowly moved behind Zhang Yue. His hand habitually pinched the corner of Zhang Yue's clothes. His head was down on Zhang Yue's back, and his eyes were not looking straight ahead.

If someone who doesn't know stumbles here, they may also be frightened by this eerie scene.

"It's okay, don't be afraid. Zhang Yue gently squeezed his sister's hand and comforted

。 The old man walked to the rows of spiritual seats first and lit three pillars of incense in the incense burner. Then he didn't turn around, turned his back to Zhang Yue, and said lightly, "Okay, boy, I'll introduce you in turn first." The top three are the founding patriarchs of our Qingqiu. The middle row is the head of the past dynasties, and the following rows will be regarded as your senior brothers and sisters in the future. ”

If it weren't for the destruction of the door, it would be impossible to have so many more spiritual positions, and these young lives would continue to continue, but now they have become cold spiritual positions.

Zhang Yue looked at the hundreds of spirit positions in front of him, and he could guess in his heart that this must be related to the destruction of this Qingqiu Mountain Gate. However, the deceased was the greatest, and Zhang Yue didn't think to ask immediately to verify what he thought. It's just that according to what the old man introduced, they all habitually bowed in turn.

"Then from today onwards, you will be my Chen Changjiu's apprentice, and I will treat you well. Now the conditions are harsh, and some of the red tape of accepting disciples in the past is gone. ”

After saying that, Chen Changjiu turned around and looked at the spiritual position in front of him, and said to Zhang Yue in a deep tone. "I can see that Xiao Yue, you are a good boy, and after yesterday's events, I also know that you are also full of enthusiasm. But I don't want you to do anything great in the martial arts, I just hope that you can pass on this Qingqiu Mountain Gate after a hundred years of me. ”

Chen Changjiu was the seventh and youngest disciple of Ouyang Mingyue among the three founding patriarchs. Because of the departure of several founding patriarchs, the senior brother took the initiative to take the position of head.

Forty years ago, because every month the mountain gate would send people down to collect food and some necessary supplies, Chen Changjiu was sent down the mountain to guard and procure, and when he returned to the mountain gate the next day, the original magnificent buildings were gone, leaving only blood and some fragments of corpses all over the ground. Some of them can't even find their hands and feet, and they don't know where they were cut off by the sword in an instant.

When everything disappeared, the huge Qingqiu Mountain Gate also returned to dust and ceased to exist.

"Disciple knows, please rest assured, I will not let you down. I will definitely pass on the Qingqiu Mountain Gate and let it stand up again. I will even bring to justice those murderers who destroyed my mountain gate and mutilated my disciples. Zhang Yue didn't dare to say too much, and he didn't want to promise anything to Chen Changshan. But every word he said was sonorous and powerful, but not arrogant. Because he wants to prove with his actions what he has said

"Hehe! Xiao Yue, you should get up first. Chen Changshan heard what Zhang Yue said, smiled slightly, and said happily, "For the teacher to tell you, this matter about you being my apprentice, it is best not to let others know about it." Got it?"

Zhang Yue said hello, Chen Changshan nodded and continued, "There is also about the exercises you want to cultivate. Unlike other sects, our Qingqiu Sect has only one founding patriarch, and the exercises practiced are naturally unified and regular. And because there are three patriarchs in the Qingqiu Sect, the martial arts of this cultivation are also different, and they are very mixed and varied.

After Chen Changshan finished saying these words, he paused and walked to the two open doors to see if there was anyone outside, and then closed the door casually. He walked to the wall where the portraits of the three patriarchs of the Kai School were hung, and stretched out his hand to lift the portrait in the middle.

Zhang Yue saw that the man in the portrait was slightly younger than the two portraits next to him, it was a delicate face with a hint of indifference, a pair of eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all the sorrows and sins in this world, and the contour of the whole face was like a knife. Zhang Yue didn't know if it was the artist's superb painting skills, or if the man was so handsome.

When the portrait is lifted, all you see is the wall in the same position as the others. At this time, Chen Changshan stretched out his right hand and pressed it down on one of the stones. After a sound of stone surface rubbing, the entire platform where the spirit seat was placed slowly collapsed. What you see is a separate walkway illuminated by a candlestick.

"Let's go, I'll take you down to have a look. Chen Changshan looked at the brother and sister who were shocked by this scene, but a scene like this that can only be heard in the drama makes anyone who sees it with their own eyes be a little surprised and curious.

Zhang Yue followed Chen Changshan cautiously, and did not forget to whisper to Zhang Huiqian on the side, "Don't run around for a while, just be next to me." ”

In this way, the three of them walked into the dimly lit corridor, and the spiritual platform behind them slowly rose up again. The air in the corridor is turbid, and it also adds a bit of musty, which makes people smell it.

Entering the secret room, Chen Changshan skillfully lit the candle on the side, and through the faint light emitted by this candle, he could roughly see the situation of the entire space. There are all kinds of swords, guns and weapons hanging on the wall, including swords, hammers, giant axes, long-handled single knives, jujube lances and so on. In the middle, there are two rows of ancient bookshelves, on which there are many tricks of the exercises.