Volume 1 Chapter 9 The First Day of Practice

"That's it, look."

"Which one?"

"The tallest one."

"It's okay, but I heard that the qualifications are average."

"It's a pity for the second-order flying sword."

Early the next morning, when seven newcomers who had just entered the school stood outside the main hall square and waited. The whispers of the other young monks passing by reached Chen Muzhi's ears.

The morning breeze blew the bun on the head, and the scattered pink petals were carried by the wind to the square, gradually flipped and piled up at the feet of everyone, and a long time had passed.

Except for Chen Muzhi, who was still standing straight, the other small ones were already standing crookedly, and the little fat man Qian Duoyi glanced around with a pair of eyes. The little brothers of the Yan family exchanged their heads and whispered gossip from adults.

It wasn't until the sun had risen overhead, and the long shadow shrank to the feet, that the deliberations of the main hall ended. The monks who had led their respective guards scattered one after another, and only then did Liang Wenxin and Elder Yan walk out of the hall together.

"Why are you standing here?" Liang Wenxin was surprised.

"Yesterday I said I was waiting in the square." When Chen Muzhi saw her, he also showed a sincere smile.

"Alright," Elder Yan looked uncertain, "let's take them around first." ”

Liang Wenxin said: "Originally, the first year of enlightenment cultivation belonged to Elder Luo. But because Elder Yan was injured before, he replaced his duties, and I also came over to take a look. ”

The others looked at each other, but the Yan brothers were very happy.

Liang Wenxin continued: "As for me, I am in charge of your herbal medicine and alchemy studies. Don't call me Elder Liang, it's easy to be confused, now that the cultivation in the door ranks fifth for me, you can call me Fifth Elder. ”

All the children saluted in unison: "Elder Yan is good, Fifth Elder is good." ”

"But Mu Zhi, you can just call me master." Liang Wenxin winked at Chen Muzhi and signaled with a smile on his face, "I am still Chen Muzhi's master, and he is my personal disciple." ”

"Huh!?" When everyone heard this, there was a commotion.

"Why did you give him all the good things?" Everyone else looked at them with a slight disbelief and jealousy. There are only two children, Qian Duoyi and Shi Yunying, their eyes are shining, and they innocently show a look of envy.

Elder Yan coughed and said, "Whether it is a personal disciple or an outer disciple, you must start with the basic Dao learning. It's not that there are no personal disciples who have become invalid natal beings, and it's not that there is no hope for the disciples of the Miscellaneous Spirit Root, I hope you can all take this as a warning. ”

"Yes!!"

Chen Muzhi felt a slight fever on his face, and replied with the answer.

Originally, Chen Muzhi was in Qingliu Mountain, although his aura was meager, his mother died early, and his father was away all the year round, but Liu Yue's father and daughter also took more care of themselves. Later, I taught myself how to draw symbols, so I never suffered any cold eyes.

When I came to Fengliang Sect, I met Liang Siyan and Liang Zhangmen are also very good, although Master Liang Wenxin is sometimes out of tune, but he is very good-looking and cares about himself.

However, in the realm of cultivation, nothing else, only cultivation.

Chen Muzhi secretly made up his mind that he would definitely double his cultivation, never disappoint the people who were expecting it, and would not let down the second-order flying sword.

However, Chen Muzhi soon discovered that in addition to meditation and cultivation, there are many very profound Taoist methods, and it is not enough to just be able to draw talismans.

Fengliang Zong, one side of the martial arts arena.

"If it was more than a hundred years ago, even if you were all refining cultivators, alchemy cultivators, or - drawing talisman cultivators, I wouldn't say anything. But now it's different, without him! Heaven and earth treasures are hard to find! Now let you develop in this direction, the cost of resources is simply sky-high! And! The things you refine may not be as precious as the materials! ”

Elder Yan was standing in front of a green jade tree, talking to the others. Liang Wenxin stood in front of a pot of spiritual flowers not far away, fiddling with an absent-minded look.

"Once upon a time, there was a foundation building monk, and his cultivation was okay, but he desperately went to grab the materials for the refining weapon and was seriously injured. Then the things that were refined were not worth the materials, and in the end, they were hacked to death by someone with a sword. ”

When Elder Yan said this, he stopped talking and looked down.

"Chen Muzhi!"

"Here."

"I've heard you're very good at drawing talismans, but is that the case?"

"It's just a rough way to draw some first-order symbols."

"Which of the most common symbols is drawn?"

"A little more summons."

"I have one on me, take one and I'll take a look."

Chen Muzhi took out the summoning talisman from the storage bag and handed it to Elder Yan with both hands.

Elder Yan took the yellow rune paper and turned it over and looked at it, "Spirit Cat Summoning Talisman, first-order mid-grade ......"

"Come out from afar."

"Yes, Grandpa." Although Yan Yuan is still young and speaks with a milky voice, he has the genius qualifications of sword and sword, double life, and single spirit root, which is extremely suitable for fighting.

"I taught you the flying sword technique before, but I have practiced it."

"Practiced."

"Okay," Elder Yan threw the talisman paper back into Chen Muzhi's hand, "Wait a minute, you play this summoning talisman, and then Yuan'er will release the flying sword, and you two will compare." After speaking, he took Yan Yuan's shoulders and came to the martial arts arena in the open space.

Chen Muzhi frowned and was silent, and the others also looked at the three of them back and forth, and after a while, Chen Muzhi exhaled a breath of turbidity and also stood on the field.

Standing still, Yan Yuan also took out a small spirit sword from the storage bag, the sword body was green, and it was not the kind of inferior Qihuang sword that was distributed yesterday.

Elder Yan stood behind Yan Yuan, named Protection.

Chen Muzhi didn't care about him, Yuan Yue Li, one-handed pinched the trick to form a "sword finger" handprint, his thumb was buckled on the ring finger and tail finger, the middle finger and index finger stretched out and clamped the talisman, the robe was windless and automatic, and the mouth was quick and soft: "Urgent as an order, the civet cat is in its true form!" Disease! ”

With a wave of his hand, the talisman came out of his hand, and it ignited in mid-air, and a blue "civet" phantom appeared out of thin air, and as soon as it landed, it swooped straight away like an arrow from the string.

An afterimage!

Later, Qian Duoyi said that he didn't even see the Qingling cat pounce on him.

Elder Yan, who was holding Yan Yuan's shoulder, had a playful look in his eyes, shrank suddenly, and shouted, "Go!" ”

The flying sword in Yan Yuan's hand shot out, originally stabbing straight at the afterimage of the civet in front of him, but with a sudden turn in mid-air, he slashed across the left front, and with a "poof", the phantom of the civet cat was split in half, and it dissipated in an instant. And the flying sword castrated endlessly, heading straight for Chen Muzhi!

Before the rest of the people watching could exclaim, an emerald green flower branch suddenly shot in, hitting the body of the sword and knocking the flying sword to the ground.

Chen Muzhi took half a step back, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was Liang Wenxin, who was angry.

"Elder Yan, it's over!" There was irrepressible anger in his voice.

Elder Yan's expression returned to the same as before, "Young man, I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and it is also a good thing to take some lessons. Yan Yuan! How do you control this flying sword, and what if you hurt someone? Go back and practice and pick it up. ”

Elder Yan continued: "You have all seen it, this summoning talisman has speed, but it can't attack or defend, and the flying sword can be broken casually. Therefore, the most important thing for my generation of monks is to cultivate sword techniques and Taoism. Let's go, follow me to the 'Formation Pavilion' to see the demonstration of the formation. ”

Elder Yan didn't care about Chen Muzhi, who was still standing, and led everyone to the next place, except for Yan Yuan, who happily thought that he had broken the phantom of the spirit cat with one sword, several other children frequently turned their heads to look at Chen Muzhi.

Looking at Chen Muzhi, who was biting his lip and lowering his head, Liang Wenxin sighed softly, walked into the martial arts arena, and just wanted to say a few words of relief.

"It's over!" But he suddenly exclaimed.

Chen Muzhi raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Liang Wenxin pointed to the flower branch on the ground and said sadly: "This is the master's favorite jade qiong flower!" ”

Chen Muzhi was also dumbfounded: "No......"

Under the leadership of Liang Wenxin, the evidence was hurriedly buried, and the two rushed to the Formation Pavilion.