In the forty-sixth year of the Qianyuan Dynasty, autumn.

Early morning.

The mist is dark, and the moon hangs in the sky.

Chu Ge flickered and moved in the small courtyard of the martial arts hall, his fist was like thunder, like a dragon, and his god was like a horned eagle.

The low sound of breaking wind is like a cowhide drum, and it is like a muffled thunder.

After a few punches, Chu Ge withdrew and exhaled.

A three-foot white mist spat out of his mouth, condensing in the air but not dissipating.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Today's Chu Ge's internal strength has reached the seventh-grade forging god realm, and he is only one step away from that innate nature.

In the Wanjun Martial Arts Hall, he is praised as a genius by everyone and is envied.

However, this acquired innate is a moat, blocking the way of countless cultivators, although Chu Ge is sure to break through, but how long it will take, he has no bottom in his heart.

Fortunately, the longevity is endless, but it will not be impatient.

After entering the acquired long-born Dao fetus, I gave birth to a clone, and I don't know if there will be other changes when I enter the innate realm.

Chu Ge had some expectations in his heart.

"Brother Ge, what about boxing? Your strength has improved by leaps and bounds in the past three years, but I am so envious of my brother. ”

Song Tie walked in from outside the courtyard with a smile, looked at Chu Ge who had just closed his fist and said.

"Brother Song, don't laugh at me, come and drink tea."

Chu Ge invited Song Tie to sit down at the stone table in the courtyard and poured a cup of freshly boiled hot tea for the other party.

Song Tie didn't have a home in Kyoto, so he had been living in the martial arts hall, in the small courtyard next door to Chu Ge.

The two have been neighbors for several years and have long been acquainted.

Song Tie took the teacup handed by Chu Ge and said with a happy face:

"I came to you today to bring you good news, Director Zhuge intends to take you as an apprentice, let me take you over later, don't forget your brother when you are developed."

Song Tie raised his eyebrows at Chu Ge.

For this extremely talented and sociable brother, Song Tie, who is alone, really regards the other party as his son and nephew.

Not long after Chu Ge entered the martial arts hall, he often instructed each other and taught almost everything he learned to Chu Ge.

Now that Chu Ge is favored by the supervisor, he is naturally happy for the other party.

Chu Ge's face also showed joy.

In the past three years, after revealing his talent, the director Zhuge also instructed him several times, and each time he benefited him a lot.

Now that he is willing to accept apprentices, he must have passed the inspection period.

I don't know if this director will tell him the inside story of some martial arts halls and really pull himself into the core.

Regarding the forces behind this Wanjun Martial Arts Pavilion, Chu Ge is still quite curious.

These are secondary, though.

What made Chu Ge happy in his heart was that he could learn more core martial arts.

Maybe there is a knack for breaking through the innate after tomorrow.

The two of them did not delay, and soon left the courtyard and went to the residence of Director Zhuge .

When they came to the familiar door of the two-entry courtyard, before the two of them could make a announcement, the courtyard door automatically opened to both sides.

Zhuge Tao's clear voice came from the courtyard: "Song Tie go and get busy first, Ge Chu, come in." ”

"Yes, Director."

The two replied respectfully.

Song Tie gave Chu Ge a look, and then left first.

Chu Ge walked into the courtyard and saw that this supervisor, who was like a great Confucian, was still drinking tea and reading books in the courtyard, it seemed that every time he came, the other party was reading, but he didn't see the other party practicing martial arts.

That's too unorthodox, isn't it?

"Director." Chu Ge saluted again.

Zhuge Tao put down the book in his hand, Chu Ge peeked at it, and there was no illustration.

Rather, it is a Confucian lecture book.

Chu Ge's little action naturally couldn't hide Zhuge Tao's eyes, and he chuckled: "Do you wonder why I don't practice martial arts every day, but I read books in the courtyard?" ”

Chu Ge nodded honestly.

secretly said in his heart: Don't you look down on this vulgar martial artist and want to learn from the bells and whistles of Confucianism?

Zhuge Tao said slowly: "A few years ago, I have entered the four grades of martial arts, and the realm of the four grades of martial arts is called the artistic conception of cultivation, this realm is an extremely important stage for martial arts, and the meaning we comprehend will determine the direction of our future." ”

"Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles are all extremely helpful to our cultivation of martial arts."

"However, this step is still too early for you, breaking through the innate is what you have to do now."

When Chu Ge heard this, he bowed his head without hesitation.

"The master is above, and he will be worshiped by the apprentice."

"Hahaha, you kid is really a bit clever."

Zhuge Tao looked at Chu Ge who was so crisp, shook his head and said with a smile.

Chu Ge secretly said in his heart, learn more from teachers, worship good teachers, this is the constant shortcut to the peak in the Xianxia world.

Zhuge Tao drank the apprenticeship tea handed by Chu Ge, raised his right hand lightly, and a soft internal force helped Chu Ge up from the ground.

Zhuge Tao took out a booklet and handed it to Chu Gedao:

"The Seven Grades of Martial Arts Forging God is a process of tempering the soul, which can make Wufu have keen intuition and super five senses, and have a strong early warning ability for crises."

"Reaching the peak of the seventh grade, it is even more possible to disperse the perception of the divine soul around, so that the surrounding scenery can be seen in the mind."

"At that point, it is close to breaking through the innate innate one, this is a martial arts method to temper the soul, you can follow the trick to exercise the soul, and you can come to me once a month in the future, and tell me the doubts that you can't understand on your own, and I will solve your doubts."

Chu Ge took the booklet and thanked him, "Thank you, Master." ”

Zhuge Tao bowed his head slightly, and picked up the scroll on the table again.

Seeing this, Chu Ge said goodbye and left with great insight.

......

"Earned."

In the teaching workshop, Chu Ge, who was sipping wine in his small courtyard and enjoying Xiao Yu's shoulder pinching, couldn't help but show joy in his eyes.

At this moment, another slender shadow walked in from outside the house with a few plates of side dishes.

Looking at the appearance, it was actually the sword dancing Oiran who danced the first dance of the previous teaching department.

However, today's dancing sword is no longer an oiran, but like Xiao Yu, she is a maid in Chu Ge's courtyard.

Three years ago, Wu Jian politely refused to offer the prince of the king.

After all, the danger in the palace is probably even worse than in the sect.

Rather than entering the palace, Wujian is still more willing to enter Chu Ge's small courtyard.

In the end, the year before last, he took the initiative to give up competing for Oiran again, moved from the Oiran courtyard to Chu Ge's courtyard, and became a maid.

Wujian put away the side dishes brought from the room, picked up the chopsticks, and gently sandwiched a piece of meat for Chu Ge and fed it to his mouth.

Chu Ge enjoyed the service of two beauties.

In his heart, he sighed that this dual-purpose ability was indeed easy to use, in addition to using the Immortal Dao Fetus to cultivate the Blood Burning Demon Skill, Chu Ge's true body drank every day, listened to music, and enjoyed dancing.

Cultivating martial arts is all about controlling the clone to practice.

Shouyuan is endless, why bother desperately.

This is the real combination of work and rest.

After listening to Director Zhuge today's words, Chu Ge thought that he could start "cultivating his mind" in advance.

Although he has not reached the realm of the four grades, he cannot really cultivate martial intent.

But I can read books every day to appreciate beauty, and in this mixed teaching department, I can read all kinds of faces and all kinds of hypocrisy.

Lay a solid foundation for the future cultivation of martial arts.

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