Hyakujugu Palace is located on top of the mountains.

Naturally, various buildings are also located among the peaks.

The Tomb of the Ancestors is no exception.

It is the place where the Baishou Palace is used to sleep the ancestors of the sect, and it is located in the peach grove behind the main peak.

It's March.

The peach grove is budding and waiting to be released.

Jiang Xuan came to the Xianxian Peak with wine and food, and couldn't help sighing: "A good Xianxian Peak, a good mountain full of peach forests, and the mountain gate establishes the Xianxian Tomb here, which is in line with the meaning of the peach and plum world." ”

Looking at the peach trees all over the mountain, the steps are becoming more and more brisk.

Not much.

All the way to the top of the hill and to the front of the Pavilion of the Sages.

into the eyes.

An emaciated old man in a black robe with a tall skeleton was painting on a bluestone slab with a brush dipped in water in front of the door.

"Disciple Jiang Xuan, meet the elders."

Jiang Xuan put the things on the stone table beside him, and then performed a disciple salute.

Quiet...

Elder Yue was so engrossed in practicing calligraphy that he didn't seem to notice that someone was coming.

Jiang Xuan was not disappointed.

After waiting for a minute or two, seeing that Elder Yue still didn't react, he gave another salute and prepared to go down the mountain.

"Practicing martial arts is the most taboo and irritable..."

Just turned around.

There was a reprimand behind him: "After waiting for a while, you will lose your patience, what kind of martial arts are you still practicing." ”

Jiang Xuan looked back.

Elder Yue had already stopped his brush: "Am I not right?" ”

Jiang Xuan thought for a while: "If the elder is immersed in calligraphy and painting, I have no patience to leave after taking a look, so is it disturbing for me to stand motionless and wait for the elder to return to his senses?" ”

Shaking his head: "There is no right or wrong in this kind of thing, the elder is a venerable, and it is naturally right to be inferior with respect, the so-called right or wrong does not lie in what I do or what I do, but in what the elder thinks and says." ”

Silent...

Elder Yue looked at Jiang Xuan, and after a short silence, he smiled: "Yesterday, Senior Brother Fuhe told me that there was a person who came to the back door in the quiet room, and I was very unhappy, but I heard that you gave Xiao Chu several treasures in order to get started, and also contributed 100,000 silver to the sect, so I decided to forgive you." ”

After a pause, Elder Yue said again: "So I asked Huang Boy to give you the errand of delivering food, and sure enough, you are an interesting person, but you are older." ”

Jiang Xuan was a little enlightened: "The elder is also from the Jingfang? ”

"What do you say?"

Elder Yue did not deny it, but said to himself: "Thinking back to the time when I joined the sect and delivered food to the elder for the first time, at that time..."

Jiang Xuan understood: "At this moment." ”

Elder Yue nodded with a smile.

Jiang Xuan was a little curious when he saw this, and couldn't help but ask, "How did the elder answer?" ”

Elder Yue's face was embarrassed and he didn't answer at all.

Jiang Xuan understood.

Elder Yue handed over the blank paper back then.

So over the years, when I met a new disciple who delivered food, I couldn't help but take out the test paper to see what the standard answer was.

Of course.

Where does the standard answer to this kind of thing come from, some are just an old naughty boy from a quiet house, and he has nothing to tease the younger disciples.

"I didn't expect Elder Yue to come from the Jingfang lineage, and listening to him, the real person in charge of the sect also specially told him about me."

On the way down the mountain.

Jiang Xuan secretly guessed: "This Elder Yue, who mistakenly harmed his friends and proclaimed himself in the mountain, is probably not an ordinary elder, because Baishou Palace is a martial arts sect, and his strength is respected, and Elder Yue can make the master of the sect pay so much attention, but his strength is not ordinary among the elders, and he belongs to the existence of the sect." ”

Before joining the sect.

Jiang Xuan thought that joining the sect in the form of a wealthy businessman would cause some waves.

But there's no way around it.

He was not a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy who could not enter the mountain gate in the normal way.

As for the martial arts.

The conditions for joining the martial arts hall are simple, but unfortunately the upper limit is too low, and it does not have the foundation and space to cultivate strong people.

Luckily, he was right.

Fat sheep is fat sheep, just get started smoothly, someone wants to be this fat sheep he is not qualified enough.

"Martial arts is the development of the body."

Early the next morning.

Jiang Xuan, who was in high spirits, couldn't wait to go to the martial arts room again.

Compared to yesterday's theory.

Today, Senior Brother Huangfu will officially take him to the entrance and have a glimpse of the martial arts.

"If you want to practice martial arts, you must first practice piles, and the role of pile skills is not only to stabilize the plate, but also to open the meridians and soothe the pulses, and temper the body and qi and blood."

On the martial arts training ground.

Senior Brother Huangfu began to teach hands-on: "The steps of the piling of the longevity pile are actually very simple, three kinds of standing legislation, two sitting methods, one step, one sleeping position, a total of 338 kinds of maps. ”

"The one who has done great things."

"Okay, walk, stand, sleep, all of them don't go to the pile, that is to say, 12 hours a day, no matter what you are doing, you are basically practicing on the pile, polishing your qi, blood and muscles."

The hands are constantly moving.

Senior Brother Huangfu patiently explained: "Look at my movements, whether it is skin, bones, or tendons, it is the polishing of the body, which is a matter of course."

The reason why I am called a quasi-first-class is because my immortal pile has entered the realm of Dacheng, and I can use it as a person for two days a day, and the external training pass is like a void for me. ”

Martial artists in the outer training realm practice strength and strength.

It is no exaggeration to say that those masters on the rivers and lakes are like fierce generals in the romance, with thousands of pounds of strength.

Jiang Xuan had never been in contact with other martial artists, but there was Huang Fuqi, a senior brother in the quasi-first-class realm, Yuzhu in front of him.

Let's just talk about the bright silver spear in his hand.

The gun was the thickness of a baby's arm and weighed one hundred and eight pounds.

Not to mention the marksmanship of Senior Brother Huangfu, just this weight, if it is smashed on a person, it will be smashed to death, even if it is not as good as Yuwen Chengdu, who made three hundred and twenty catties of phoenix wings and gold, it must be a silver gun.

Of course.

And that's just quasi-first-class.

What if it's really first-class, or a grandmaster, a great grandmaster.

The force value of the Sui and Tang Romances is not enough, and I am afraid that it will be passed directly to the Tang Shuanglong.

"Senior brother."

Jiang Xuan couldn't help but ask while following the action: "The longevity pile is infinitely useful, but there must be a judging standard, what is the entry and Xiaocheng standard of the longevity pile?" ”

"That's a good question."

Huang Fuqi replied: "The sign of the entry to the immortal pile is to master a kind of pile work, and you can enter the state of pile determination anytime and anywhere. ”

Jiang Xuan didn't ask what the immortal pile Dacheng was like, because Senior Brother Huangfu had already said it.

Seven kinds of pile work in one, no matter what you do, there are pile skills in practice, one day can be used for two days, that is the realm of Dacheng.

"Huh?"

I practiced several movements in a row.

Senior Brother Huangfu's face gradually became wrong: "Senior brother, have your left arm and right foot and ankle been injured before?" ”

Jiang Xuan nodded lightly.

In fact, not only his left arm and ankle, but he had been injured in many places all over his body, stabbing wounds, burns, gunshot wounds, everything.

No way.

He used to belong to the reconnaissance company, and he worked on the front line for two years, or how to say that this life was picked up.

"Stop..."

Senior Brother Huangfu frowned: "Other injuries are okay, the ankle of your right foot should have been fractured, and then recovered." ”

As he spoke, Senior Brother Huangfu made another instant move, and tore the sleeve on Jiang Xuan's left arm with one claw: "Sure enough, you also have a wound on your left arm, and you have injured your bones." ”

Seeing Senior Brother Huangfu's serious face.

Jiang Xuan also slowly sensed that something was wrong: "Senior brother, my injuries have all recovered, and I don't even delay my strength and jumping, so it shouldn't be in the way." ”

"Even if the broken bones are reconnected, they will leave a bone gap in their place, and the bones in this place will be more fragile than those in other places, in martial arts, we call this a dark wound..."

Senior Brother Huangfu hesitated slightly: "You have more than one secret wound on your body, although I don't want to hit you, but judging from my common sense, you are already old and your bones are stiff, plus this secret injury, I am afraid you will not be able to go far in the martial arts." ”