Chapter 6 Learning Arts

Wenfu aspired to become an immortal as early as the time of the Lieyang clan, so out of curiosity to read some ancient books, the ancient books once wrote: The questioner, first there are the three realms of refining and refining qi, and then there is practicing qi and turning gods, and practicing qi and transforming gods has five realms of monks, which are divided into practicing qi, building a foundation, knotting, yuan infant, and turning into a god, and then there are three realms of spiritual powers, cutting the spirit, distracting the spirit, and returning the void, and then there is practicing the void and the Tao, practicing the void and the Tao have the three realms of Mahayana, practicing the void, mixing the yuan, and the Tao, and the cultivation and closing are feathered and ascending to the immortals, and the sun and the moon are the same life, and the heaven and earth are also higher.

Wen Fu knew that he was still in the three realms, if he wanted to master the Burning Sun, it was indeed impossible to practice the techniques passed on by Wang Xuan, and he was depressed when he had the Golden Mountain in his hand but it was difficult to use it, and the two of them were Mu Yang and Zi Xia, and Mu Yang was overjoyed when he saw that Wen Fu had nothing to do: "Wen Fu, it's great that you are fine, huh? Is this the legendary Burning Sun Sword?" Wen Fu showed a pair of tiger teeth and said with a smile: "Yes, cousin, look at me as powerful, now I also have my own artifact, you have a dream soul and I have a burning sun, and I can protect you from now on." Mu Yang scolded with a smile: "You kid, I'm worried, who used you to protect, with your current cultivation how to master the Burning Sun, I will thank God if you can take care of yourself!" Zi Xia looked at the Burning Sun Sword, thoughtful, a trace of worry flashed between his eyebrows, but on the surface, he echoed and said: "It's okay for Wen Fu, and I'm happy that the Immortal Sword is definitely expected to enter the inner gate for cultivation, maybe it won't be able to break through the three realms in a few days." Suddenly, the hall shook violently, and it seemed to be about to collapse, and Muyang shouted, "It's not good! ”

The three of them rushed out of the hall, the resentful spirits and sword qi outside the hall were intertwined into a mess, several named disciples in the distance fought and killed, Muyang held up the light curtain of the dream soul, and the cliffs around the cave were broken and there were gravel falling and hurting people, everyone was helpless to deal with it, and had to pinch the seal and leave, Muyang saw that the resentful spirit lost its target and attacked him, so he had to leave the sword mound in advance. At the foot of the mountain behind the Famous Sword Gate, Huang Yan stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Muyang Wenfu with a smile and said kindly: "Are you two willing to be my disciples?" Muyang was very surprised and said: "Of course we can't ask for it to become the closed disciple of the head, but I have not been recognized by the sword spirit, for fear that it will cause unnecessary arguments, so please think twice." Huang Yan shook his head and disappeared into sword light, Zixia said to Muyang Wenfu with a lost face: "Congratulations to the two of you for becoming disciples of the head of the sect, in the next opinion, I am afraid that this life has no chance with the sword, so I don't plan to stay in the famous sword gate, I want to be a loose cultivator and laugh proud of the rivers and lakes, travel all over the world, I will set off tomorrow, and I will see you again." Mu Yang was surprised: "Brother Zi Xia, have you ever thought about it? Actually, Brother Zi Xia doesn't have to be so sad, you just didn't find a sword that suits you, the world is so big, maybe the sword that suits you is still waiting for you to find it in a corner of the ten directions, you and I are fortunate that you have made up your mind today, and it is inconvenient for me to keep it, then we will have a period later!"

After saying that, Zixia laughed loudly, Xiao Yin got up again, and walked all the way away, Wen Fu sighed at the impermanence of the world

After all, there is no banquet in the world, the fate is so cruel, when the same entered the sword gate, people rely on the sword to be expensive, and those who recognize the master without a sword are inferior people, let them die by themselves, life is so realistic. Mu Yang couldn't help but be gloomy when he looked at Zi Xia's departing figure, and his big hand gently patted Wen Fu and sighed: "Let's go!" The autumn leaves blew off and fell on the place where they left, an ape chirped for a long time, and a faint desolation rolled up full of sadness, if time goes back Mu Yang would rather drink with Zi Xia in the Fengji Mansion again, and spend that wonderful time again with the flute sound Xiao Qu......

In the middle of the night, a round of moonlight sprinkled a faint chill on the stone table outside the jade, Muyang sat alone at the stone table, admiring the moon and drinking, after all, with Zixia bosom friend, Zixia was a little melancholy, Wenfu walked lightly, holding a bowl of supper, the heat slowly rose from the bowl, obviously caused by the cold weather: "Cousin, you can eat some! borrow wine to drown your sorrows, why should you not get along with yourself?" Where, Wenfu, come and have a few drinks with your cousin, this wine is the best thing in the world, as the saying goes, a drunk relieves a thousand sorrows, and the ...... What is the latter sentence? Hehe, Mu Yang smiled embarrassedly, and Wen Fu snatched the wine glass from Mu Yang's hand after hearing this. "The latter sentence is that the wine is still sobering up! Cousin, what's wrong with you, an Ouyang Zixia has made you like this, have you forgotten why we came to Mingjianmen to learn art? If you want to drink, I'll accompany you to drink enough!"

Wen Fu picked up the wine glass and drank several glasses, his tough cheeks suddenly became as crimson as the sunset, at the neckline of his indigo robe, the slow rolling of the Adam's apple after the liquor was faintly visible, the slender palm grabbed the wine glass strongly, and from a distance, he saw that his waist was tied with a blue auspicious cloud wide-brimmed brocade belt, his black hair was tied up, and he was wearing a small silver crown inlaid with jade, and the white jade crystal on the silver crown could set off his courage and brotherly feelings...... Makuyo looked at Bunsuke but was stunned, but Bunsuke never drank alcohol, and now he was too drunk to fall on the stone table in the courtyard. Mu Yang sighed softly, so he had to carry Bunfu on his back in the room and put it on top of the bed......

On the second day, the sun rose, and Bunsuke gradually woke up, and Muyang approached from outside the door, refreshed and upright: "Bunfu hasn't gotten up yet, we should go to the head of the house to learn art." Wen Fu rubbed his head and hurriedly got dressed, "Cousin, you seem to be a little different today, I seem to remember yesterday ......" Mu Yang coughed dryly: "What yesterday, you dreamed, why don't you hurry up and follow me to apprentice!" Mu Yang turned his face and walked out of the pavilion, and Wen Fu ran out before his clothes were tightened: "Cousin, wait for me, don't go so fast." Hey!"

Huang Yan stood at the foot of the mountain behind the famous sword gate, the breeze blew gently, Huang Yan's sleeves fluttered with the wind, and he had the demeanor of a general, only to see him with his back to Wen Fu and Muyang. "Do you two know why I took you as an apprentice?" Wen Fu secretly glanced at Mu Yang, and Mu Yang also shook his head, "Disciple doesn't know" Wen Fu Mu Yang replied in unison. "Then do you two know why the Burning Sun Sword is here?" Mu Yang replied, "Maybe it was the Burning Sun God who put it here casually back then!" Wen Fu shook his head and said after listening to Mu Yang's words: "I heard my father say before that he had a sense of this sword when he was still young, so he decided to go to the deep mountains with his friends to get the sword in the ancient times, and after suffering and almost dying, he obtained the Dao Dream Soul and the Burning Sun, but he didn't bring back the Burning Sun when he returned to the Hui Clan, and the unknown sword gate can be related to this matter?" Huang Yan laughed: " Yes, it turns out that you are the son of the royal brother, when I went to the mountains with your father to get the sword, but when we were still shallow and could not control the scorching sun, he and I joined forces to move the scorching sun temple into this place, suppressed by the immortal bamboo, and the famous sword gate is also increasingly full of aura, carry forward and grow, your father hopes to take it out when he fights with the moon god in the future, but unfortunately I rushed to the scorching sun clan that day, the scorched sun clan has become a scorched earth, I thought that the scorching sun has no one to take from now on, but your appearance made me change my opinion, and now I will accept you as my descendant disciplesHuang Yan sighed lightly, the guilt in his heart was even stronger, if it wasn't for Wang Xuan not taking away the Lieyang, how could he have died of hatred against that natural disaster, Muyang Wenfu and the others heard Huang Yan's words, and they both knelt down on their knees and said in unison: "Disciple to see Master." "I see that your cultivation is still shallow, and it is not suitable for practicing advanced swordsmanship, so I will wear your peerless cloud swordsmanship to cultivate, although this swordsmanship is the lowest swordsmanship of my famous sword sect, but if you practice diligently, you can also achieve earth-shattering effects, and you are optimistic about my moves. Huang Yan's fingers were in the sky, and he saw a long sword with a faint red flame between blue and red, which was condensed by the surrounding spiritual energy, looming and erratic: "This style is a condensing sword, the sword is born from qi, it is not extinguished, it is not broken by a thousand blows, and it is not extinguished by ten thousand chisels." ”

Huang Yan jumped up and held the long sword in his hand, his body turned, the long sword moved with him and dispersed, only to see the long sword on Huang Yan's left hand and then condensed, suddenly, so that people could not dodge, and Huang Yan's figure moved the sword and one, the sword and the person flashed and disappeared, making people unable to ponder, suddenly a sword light fell from the sky, only to see the earth crack the mountain shaking, the raging flames burned, the brake is amazing, "This is the second type called the hidden sword, the sword is invisibly and launched, killing the enemy quietly." ”

Huang Yan's footsteps were clicked again, the sword flowers flashed under his feet, but the long sword in his hand was simple and condensed, the sword light and flames were restrained, and it looked like a rusty iron sword from a distance

Huang Yan waved his hand, the sky was dark, and a huge hole appeared silently on the mountain peak, "This third style is also the last style of the Jueyun Sword Technique, called the sword, the sword body is condensed but not flashy, ordinary but the air is overwhelming, can you two see it clearly?" This sword technique is not something that can be comprehended overnight, if you two want to use the Jueyun sword technique like me, you must cultivate to the above building, Wenfu, I have a Meng Dao subsidy pill, it can help you break through the three realms as soon as possible, this subsidy pill is divided into the Taoist Dream Heart Pill, the Buddha Ming Wu Pill, the Demon Fallen Soul Pill, and the Witch Sect's Melting Spirit Pill, this bottle is the Dream Heart Pill. Wen Fu took the Mengxin Pill and thanked Huang Yan, who nodded and smiled. On the square in front of the famous sword gate mountain, the clouds danced with a sword, and suddenly saw that the sky was dark, and they knew that it must be the head of the mountain to practice swordsmanship, and the cloud thought moved on the volley to step on the sword and wanted to go to the back mountain to steal the swordsmanship, and the cloud came to the back mountain to hide in the grass, and unfortunately saw Wen Fu and Muyang The two were practicing the art of condensing the sword, Huang Yan stood beside the two and carefully pointed out, and the cloud couldn't help but be shocked, "Could it be that they were accepted as low-pass disciples by the master?" No, you have humiliated me many times, how can I make you feel better!"

At noon, Wen Fu Muyang hurried to the dining hall, and all the people he met along the way avoided and whispered, pointing at the two of them, Wen Fu felt inexplicable: "Cousin, am I not wearing the right clothes today? No, I remember that I have tidied up, is it because my face has not been cleaned?" Just as this is, an old servant who was doing miscellaneous things hurriedly passed by with a basin of water, Wen Fu saw that Jing hurriedly grabbed the old servant, grabbed the water basin and looked into the water, the water surface was as smooth as a mirror, but there were a little impurities in the water, Wen Fu didn't care too much, just took a left and right shot, and when he saw that everything was normal, he began to take a picture up and down, and the old servant stumbled and said: "Little brother, that's the footwashing water of the master, what are you looking for there?" Everyone laughed when they heard this, but then they began to point their fingers. Wen Fu was extremely depressed.

Mu Yang shook his head: "Don't worry about them, we are straight, why bother with those gossip." When they got to the dining hall, Bunsuke and Makuyo sat down in the corner. "Have you heard, the two new Poor Egg Registered Disciples have been accepted as closed disciples by the master. "Yes, there is no reason, it is said that they caught the handle of the master, and they forced the master to pass on the sword technique!" "Yes, they look upright, like a gentleman, how can they be this kind of person?" "Come on, come on, let's eat, don't mention them, as a disciple of the famous sword sect, I am ashamed of them." Not far away, a table of disciples whispered earnestly. Wen Fu got up and just wanted to scold, but was stopped by Mu Yang, "Wen Fu should not be impulsive, now we do recognize the head of the sect as a teacher, but we naturally don't have to argue about what we haven't done, that will only fall for the tricks of the secret people! We just have to cultivate, as the saying goes, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years!" Wen Fu sat down and lowered his head with an angry and innocent face and began to eat, at this time the clouds came from not far away: "Yo! Isn't this the head of the family, why are the two of you eating so plainly!" Everyone looked sideways when they heard Yunyun's words, and Mu Yang got up and said to Wenfu, "Wenfu, let's go!" Wenfu stood up in response. "Wait a minute, why did you leave so quickly, I still want to ask you how to become the master!"

Yun asked with a blank expression. "Senior brother, we still have important matters to deal with, how about we talk about it later?" After Makuyo finished speaking, he left in a hurry with Bunsuke. In the Jade Pavilion, Wen Fu looked angry and grabbed steps back and forth, "Cousin, I really can't bear it anymore, the clouds have provoked us many times, but we can only endure it, what is the reason for this!"