Carved fence jade, this is a different from the Seven Star Hall of the Annex, the black attic has two floors, under the attic, not so much a courtyard, more like a school martial arts field, much larger than the Seven Star Hall, at least can accommodate more than two hundred people. Different from the general school martial arts field, there are ancient pines towering to the sky, or springs and living waters, or fish swimming in fake pools, and so on. The most striking thing is the huge stone in the center of Hengli, there are three in total, the length and width are about ten zhang, the words engraved on it are neat and clear, and the ground is all paved with marble, which is strictly flat and flat.

This is the Wing Mountain Garden on the Xiaoliu Cloud Sect.

At this moment, all the disciples standing on the field were the disciples of Yishan Yuan, a total of one hundred and seven people, Yu Quanzi and two elders of the same generation sat on the second floor of the attic, looking down, from a towering height.

The wind dancer came to a place and stood, holding his breath, and it didn't take long for Yu Quanzi to begin to teach the rules of the Xiaoliuyun Sect. Those disciples who had started early had already been familiar with the rules by heart, and they seemed impatient as soon as they heard them.

"Senior brother, don't be annoyed and complain, this fox is in front, if he hears it, he is allowed to make a small report, and then the elder will be punished again. Another disciple whispered to the side.

"Cut, the fox is fake and the tiger is mighty, if he doesn't stammer others, with his small body, it is still a question whether he can climb Cuiwei Peak. ”

Feng Wuyan listened to their words, followed their gaze, and sure enough, not far in front of the side, in a row of four people, stood the "fox" in their mouths, almost thirty years old, skinny, but looking from the side, he was full of energy.

Feng Wuyan looked at him, who knew that the man also turned his head, and for a moment, the four eyes were facing each other, and Feng Wuyan immediately retracted his gaze and looked ahead.

After a while, the afterglow skimmed away, and the "fox" was still staring at the wind dancer, with an unusual smile on the corner of his mouth, and the wind dancer couldn't help but laugh for a while, not daring to look at it again, and concentrating on listening.

After Tianquanzi finished speaking, he not only talked about the seven sect rules, but also briefly talked about the history of the Xiaoliuyun Sect and the Prajna Rebellion a hundred years ago. It turned out that the first of the four gardens of the Xiaoliuyun Sect was not a disciple of the Changfeng Sect Master, but a true person who was a loose cultivator who had been in chaos together, and they saw the provinces along the East China Sea, with thousands of dry bones and blood-red rivers, and they hated the disciples of the Eastern Ocean Islands, and they heard that the Changfeng Sect Master had created a sect in Cuiwei Peak in Qingping Lake, so they took the initiative to join Cuiwei Peak. The four of them were originally masters of cultivating the true Dao, and in the first battle, they had a deep comradeship with the Changfeng Sect Master, so the Changfeng Sect Master immediately reported to Emperor Wude Wenzong and requested the establishment of the Four Gardens to replenish the strength of the Xiaoliuyun Sect.

Emperor Wude Wenzong naturally agreed, so he built a lot of buildings, built these four gardens according to the vision of the four people, and cast four strange swords as gifts. The first seat of the first generation of the Four Gardens has long passed away, and Yu Shuzi and others are the first seat of the second generation.

"Although the Xiaoliuyun Sect has the difference between the four gardens, it is in the same vein, and the disciples of each garden can not only cultivate the magic of each garden, but also study the Seven Star Heavenly Recipe when they are cultivated to the realm of transforming qi. ”

Hearing the Seven Star Heavenly Technique, the twenty new disciples couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration, although the chaos has passed for a hundred years, the deeds of Song Changfeng back then have already become a myth after generations of praise, especially the Xiaoliuyun Sect's supreme cultivation of the true technique, attracting how many talented disciples are willing to come here!

"Ha......" Seeing everyone's reaction, Yu Quanzi smiled with satisfaction, and said: "The stone tablet in the center of the courtyard is engraved with the beginning of the cultivation of this sect, the method of quenching the body. Although you have entered my Xiaoliuyun Sect, if you want to break through the quenching body and practice, and reach the realm of condensation, the fastest is half a year, and the short is one or two years, and the way of cultivating the truth is like an endless sea, only by working diligently can you ride the wind and waves. ”

"Disciples should remember the first teaching, and they must abide by the rules of the sect and practice diligently. All of them swore in unison.

Next, Tianquanzi left first, and the other disciples also continued their own cultivation in turn, either practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard or going to the top of the deep forest peak to practice qi. The new disciples, led by Han Yangdi, came to the first stone tablet in the center.

"Ahem...... Han Yang cleared his throat, and then said, "Some of you may already know about this cultivation path, but I will briefly introduce it. Quenching is the beginning of practice, this breaks through the quenching body, you can enter the stage of condensation, and then if there is a heavenly fate, you can drive things, gather spirits, and then practice the primordial infant, into the void, and finally reach the realm of immortality, Ling Void, and even more, reach the peak of humanity, incarnate into immortals, immortal, immortal, and eternal for hundreds of generations. ”

"Wow, I can become an immortal without growing old or dying, and then eat, drink and have fun every day, marry a 3,000 beautiful lady, and give me a group of white and fat sons......" A chubby disciple said with fantasies, immersed in it, as if fantasizing about his immortal, his eyes narrowed into a line, and his face was triumphant.

"Smack!" I felt a breeze rise, and a slap hit the fat disciple's face, the force was not light, and the five red fingerprints were clearly visible. The man was shocked, ignoring the burning pain on his face, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Disciple Qiu Zihua knows his mistakes, he shouldn't be delusional, and I beg Elder Han Yang to forgive me." ”

"Hmph!" Han Yang shouted, "You all remember for me, the road to the top is never easy, let alone talk about mundane things. Therefore, only with a pure heart and few desires and perseverance can we reach the top. ”

"Qiu Zihua, I will be punished for kneeling here for a day today, I hope you can reflect on it. After Han Yang finished speaking, his eyes swept over the disciples, only to see them all looking at each other, as if they were chilling.

Feng Wuyan was originally laughing secretly, but he also stopped at this moment, looked at the stone tablet, and saw that it was written:

"Humanity is predestined. ”

When I first saw these four words, Feng Wuyan felt a surging worship in his mind, as if he was about to burst into the sky, but there seemed to be an invisible shackle in the dark, no matter how fierce it was, and finally the wind and waves were calm. This shackle imposed on sentient beings has been unbreakable by countless amazing people throughout the ages.

"The trip to the top, quenching the body first. ”

In the back, there are some methods and tricks for quenching the body, Han Yang read a sentence to explain, and when it is over, I don't know how many people can understand it.

"Do you understand?"

"I don't understand!"

"Huh?" Han Yang's face gradually changed.

"I still don't understand!"

......

"If you don't understand, just memorize all the words on it, and those who can't remember it are not allowed to eat. Han Yang threw down a sentence and walked to the side and sat down cross-legged.

"Ah, I hate reading the most, I knew that I also had to memorize books for practice, so I might as well stay at home! Although I have to read every day at home, I have people to serve me, eat well and sleep soundly......

"Smack!" Another gust of wind rose, and Qiu Zihua had five more finger prints on the other cheek.

Feng Wuyan looked at Han Yang, no one else had moved, but he knew that the palm was his condensation technique. With Qiu Zihua's lesson, everyone didn't dare to be sloppy, and all looked at the stele.

Feng Wuyan read it from beginning to end, closed his eyes again, and found that he had memorized these five or six hundred words by heart.

"How? Look at you like this, you must have remembered it!" A familiar voice sounded in his ears, and Feng Wuyan looked back, and it turned out to be Tianquanzi who had come behind him at some point.