Chapter 7: Nine Words

"Alright, here it is. ”

The flying sword fell, and the sloppy man landed on the ground with Ye Chaoxiao, this is a small forest outside Qingcheng City, and almost no one comes on weekdays. The place where the flying sword landed happened to be a clearing in the forest, the early morning mist had just cleared, and it was still a little damp, and the occasional birdsong seemed even more silent.

"Ye Chaoxiao, do you know the Three Treasures of Essence and Spirit?" the sloppy man walked in front and suddenly asked.

"I've heard a little. The essence and spirit are called the three treasures of man, essence refers to the essence and blood, and refers to the flesh and bones of the person; qi is the innate true vitality of a person and the true yuan power in the body transformed after birth; god refers to the soul power, the three souls and seven spirits control the meridians of the limbs, and the true element in the body. Because each of them is extremely important to a practitioner, it is called the 'Three Jewels'."

"I know a lot, no, at your age, you know so much that you can describe it as a monster. The sloppy man's eyes showed an approving look, paused, and then said: "Although the essence and spirit are the three treasures of people, most people only notice the qi, and there may be some people who specialize in the body, but the 'god' among the three treasures is the most easily ignored. When I killed last night, what did you observe on those corpses?"

“...... There are no wounds!" Ye Chaoxiao pondered for a while, recalled the strange appearance of those corpses last night, and suddenly said.

"I observed very carefully, yes, there were no wounds, because my sword did not hurt their bodies, but directly attacked their souls. Do you understand? My method, your innate true yuan power is only half a level, and your physique is weaker than ordinary people, and it is destined to be difficult to achieve great success in the cultivation of essence, and the only way to suit you is the 'god'. The sloppy man said as he took out an ancient book from his arms that looked so broken that it could no longer be worn, and handed it to Ye Chaoxiao. Ye Chaoxiao solemnly took this ancient book, the paper was yellow, dilapidated, and it was very obvious that this was just a fragment, but in Ye Chaoxiao's eyes, the status of this ancient book was extremely noble.

"Among the cultivation methods of the Three Treasures of the Essence Qi and God, the gods are the rarest, and this is a mental method for cultivating the soul, called the Nine Words. As you can see, this is a fragment, only the first three words, although it can improve the quality and quantity of your soul, but it cannot bring you substantial martial arts. So you understand? You have to get a soul martial art by yourself, but soul martial arts have always been rare, it depends on whether you have that luck or not. The sloppy man narrowed his eyes, said slowly, paused, and then said:

"Of course, the Three Treasures of Essence, Qi and Divine Spirits complement each other, and cultivating one of them can also drive the cultivation of the other two, although the amplitude is not so obvious, but it has also improved. So you don't have to worry about the cultivation of battle qi. ”

As soon as the words fell, a blue bird gradually flew from a distance, quietly landed in the palm of the sloppy man, chirped a few times, the sloppy man's brows wrinkled slightly, and then soothed, and let the blue bird go with a wave of his arm. Then with a movement of his mind, the flying sword hung in front of him again.

"It's safe and you don't have to worry about anyone else coming to disturb you. I have something to leave, if you can cultivate the Nine Words, after breaking through the Warriors, you can go directly to the Seven Loyal Temple, and go there to receive better training. If not, I've stuffed some broken silver into your dress, enough for you to use it for a while. The sloppy man said, his body was already standing on the suspended flying sword, and he didn't look at Ye Chaoxiao from beginning to end, he didn't know if he was born ruthless or not good at dealing with the parting situation, and just when he was about to leave like this, he suddenly heard Ye Chaoxiao's shout:

"Wait, sir. ”

"What's the matter?" The sloppy man subconsciously turned his head, but found that Ye Chaoxiao knelt on the ground again, kowtowed, and bowed forward and thanked him heavily:

"The boy received the great favor of Mr. Chaoxiao, and his gratitude is indescribable, and he is willing to ask for Mr.'s name, and he will be able to repay him one day. ”

"Reciprocate? Sword madness Cao Wuming, if you can go to Qizhong Temple, call me by name. In a word, there was still no turning back.

Chivalrous sword on a snowy night, a leisurely blue sky tour.

What do you mean to send Gong Cao, there is no inscription from the merry.

Cao Wuming and his sword disappeared from Ye Chaoxiao's sight for a long time, Ye Chaoxiao also knelt on the ground for a long time, he clearly knew the gap between himself and Cao Wuming, if he forcibly stayed by his side, it was estimated that it would only cause him more trouble.

"Let's cultivate first, if you can cultivate these nine words and cultivate the warriors, you can enter the Qizhong Academy, the martial family, and the mother...... It won't be long. ”

A few hours later, Shichizhong-in

"Wuming, you're here. Looking at the sloppy man who jumped down from the flying sword in front of him, the middle-aged man in his fifties in a cloth robe spoke slowly.

"I've been here in Qingcheng for a few days, and you guys only remembered me at this time, Lao Lu, it's really not interesting if you don't take out your old wine. Cao Wuming snorted coldly and said nonchalantly, and the middle-aged man in front of him who was called Lao Lu was the dean of the Qizhong Academy, Lu Yun, who was the number one person in the entire East Polar Region.

"A few days ago, the academy was busy with affairs, I was really busy, I neglected you, uncle, I'm sorry to tell you, come, Lao Lu's aging! please!" Another middle-aged man in plain white clothes walked out from behind Lu Yun, holding two wine jars in his hands, although they were very well sealed, but just from the packaging of the jar, he knew that it was an extraordinary product.

"Wu Wu, you kid is not happy, how can you steal my wine, this is too shameless. Lu Yun saw the two wine jars in the hands of the man in white, and he was not calm for a while, they were the old wine that he had secretly hidden for decades, and it was actually turned out by this guy, plus Cao Wuming, a big drunkard, I am afraid that the two jars of aging are going to be gone.

"Hahahaha, I see that Lao Wu is a thief, take it quickly, let me taste it!"

In the quaint attic far away from the academy, the laughter and slapstick of the three men gradually dispersed, so that the hustle and bustle of the principal's office could be faintly heard in the academy.

"So, how big of a thing can you do in the Qizhong Temple, isn't it just the little thing about you and the ashram next door? As for the fact that it's too late to even call me? Besides, what are you calling me over, don't frame me with Yi Han's boy's reason,"

"Wu Ming, this incident is indeed related to the ashram, but there are also a number of sects involved, including the sect you have been looking for. ”