Chapter 55: The Sect Accepts Disciples
In Yang's expectation, after a battle in the ring, the reputation of the Falling Moon Pavilion was successfully launched, and there may be many young martial artists who want to come to study with him.
What he has to do is to conceal the location of the sect.
Even if a young man with a high status comes to the door, he must make up some reasons to refuse, at least in the next few years to maintain the mysterious and unpredictable 'sect setting' of the world, so that Liang Guojiang can think about and discuss it more, so that his fame can increase day by day.
However, he didn't expect that the Nine Emperor Princes would come to the door to apprentice in person.
β... Brother Liang, are you serious? β
"Very seriously!" Liang Xin's eyes lit up slightly: "Brother Yang is so powerful, the Falling Moon Pavilion that teaches you martial arts must be quite amazing!" β
She stepped forward again and slapped her chest with a bang: "I have walked across the north and south of the river, all the way to Dongcheng, not only to see the scenery of the rivers and lakes, but also to find a famous teacher in person and pass on my profound martial arts!" β
Yang Shifei had a strange expression: "Brother Liang's status is not low, can't he find a famous teacher on the rivers and lakes?" β
"I've looked for them, and they are all useless people, and they teach them all to embroider their legs."
Seeing Liang Xin waving his hand indifferently, Yang Shifei was a little puzzled, a prince can't find a famous teacher to assist?
Could it be that those people didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of the Nine Emperor Princes?
That's right, too. If one is not careful, and eats the whole family's chopping package, no matter how strong the martial arts are, I am afraid that they will not be able to withstand it.
But it's not so bad that you can't even teach it...
"Ahem, what kind of teachings do they have that can make Brother Liang complain like this?"
"How else can you teach, watch from afar." Liang Xin casually gestured the distance twice: "The martial artist is boxing in the courtyard, and I am sitting in the pavilion to observe." β
Yang Shifei: "......"
This can be a ghost. No wonder this girl has a lot of martial arts, but she has a lot of mistakes and omissions.
"You didn't let those martial artists get close to you?"
"No, none of them are qualified to come within three feet of me. After all, it's the emperor... Cough the emperor's relatives and relatives, it is not good for people to get close at will. β
"But Brother Liang has traveled this trip, hasn't he had a fight with many knights?"
"Theyβ"
Seeing that he didn't react to the status of the imperial family, Liang Xin was in a better mood, and said: "I haven't hit them yet, they all lie on the ground and beg for mercy and cry out in pain." There were only a few young men with good light skills who dodged in the courtyard for a long time, and finally stepped on a stone and fell into the mud. β
Yang Shifei couldn't help but cover his face, these people's acting skills are too bad.
"The only exception is you."
Liang Xin took two steps closer, and his eyes were slightly resentful: "Since I started practicing martial arts, it is the first time I have been beaten and cried, and I have all kinds of ugliness, I am afraid that I will never forget it for the rest of my life." β
Yang Shifei laughed embarrassedly: "It's just an ordinary exchange, Brother Liang is not strange." β
Liang Xin pouted: "Forget it, I don't blame you." It's because I don't have the eyesight to see, and I'm asking for trouble when I find you freak... Wait a minute! β
She hurriedly widened her eyes again: "Why did you divert the topic, we were still talking about apprenticeship just now." β
"Ahem, let me think about it."
Yang Shifei rubbed his chin and thought secretly.
Thinking about it carefully, if you can accept a prince as an apprentice, it is not bad for the sect.
In the future, if these Nine Emperor Princes can get ahead, the reputation of the Falling Moon Pavilion will naturally rise.
But now that the Liang Kingdom is in turmoil, it's uncertain how long the Nine Emperor Princes will be able to get away. In the future, if a new Liang Emperor wants to liquidate, he may be implicated.
"Apprenticeship and apprenticeship, don't ask your master?" Liang Xin was slightly puzzled: "Or do you Luoyue Pavilion not accept apprentices?" β
Yang Shifei had already made up his mind in his heart, and smiled: "I only have two masters and apprentices in the Falling Moon Pavilion, are you sure you want to join the sect?" β
"It's okay if there are fewer people."
Liang Xin smiled confidently again: "I'm not here for the excitement, I'm here to practice martial arts." β
"It's okay to admit you into the cabinet. But you have to be determined and persevering. β
Yang Shifei let him enter and leave the hospital: "If you don't practice a few times, you will clamoring to quit, just be a nominal disciple." β
"Just look at it, I'm serious this time, and I will definitely not disappoint your master!"
Liang Xin walked into the hospital without hesitation.
She looked around the courtyard: "The place where you live is not bad, it is a clean place to practice martial arts." β
"You familiarize yourself with it first, and then we'll start practicing."
"So, is it so fast?"
Liang Xin was stunned: "I can't see that master first..."
"You met it last night, it's my fiancΓ©e."
Yang Shifei smiled and pointed to himself: "So I can be regarded as a temporary master, you can just call me master." β
Liang Xin: "? β
What is this, it turns out that the Falling Moon Pavilion was made by the two of you?!
"I'll clean up the backyard first, and you can walk around here."
"Oh, oh..."
Liang Xin responded in a daze, and then looked at the empty courtyard, and suddenly felt a little delicate.
Could it be that he came to the wrong place, this is not a holy place for martial arts at all, but a wolf's den?
But thinking of yesterday's experience, she slowly relaxed again. Brother Yang is such a dashing hero, and he will never plot against him.
Merely...
Her face was a little odd.
Now that the Jianghu generals have spread the 'Falling Moon Pavilion' to the gods, they are almost enough to match the fame of the Cloud Sect. But now that I look at it, it seems to be just a small flirt between this man and a woman.
Between Brother Yang and Miss Luo, is there such a big game?
"That's not right! I forcibly joined the Falling Moon Pavilion, wouldn't it..."
Liang Xin blushed a little inexplicably, subconsciously straightened out his clothes, and hurriedly put aside the messy distractions.
"No, it's okay, even if there is no master, Brother Yang is so young and promising, it's good to concentrate on practicing martial arts with him."
She hesitated in place a few times, then hurriedly ran to the side of the water tank, looked down at her cheeks by the water, and touched her braids.
"Should, shouldn't have found out that I'm a woman..."
...
When Yang Shifei returned to the hospital after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, he saw that Liang Xin was already moving his body.
"Ready?"
"Wait." Liang Xin whispered: "If you want to pass on my martial arts, do you have to prepare for the apprenticeship first?" β
"Don't think about it." Yang Shifei smiled and waved his hand: "I don't have any divine functions to teach you." β
Liang Xin was stunned: "Then how do you cultivate on weekdays?" β
"It's just more practice."
Yang Shifei opened his posture and made a few moves in the same place to pierce the forest three stacks.
The roaring and powerful fist wind shook Liang Xin on the side, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.
"What a powerful punch..."
"It's not that profound."
Yang Shifei dusted off his sleeves and chuckled: "It's just that my physique is strong, so I have more momentum when I use it." β
Liang Xin pursed his lips and shook his head: "Not only that, I can see that your every move and style is extremely accurate, and you have obviously worked hard." β
Yang Shifei raised his eyebrows slightly. Although this girl's martial arts skills are loose, her eyesight is really good.
"So, the only thing I can teach you is the word 'persistence'."
Yang Shifei patted his arm, and his tone was slightly deeper: "No matter which school or sect of martial arts, each has its own uniqueness. As long as you can persevere and practice seriously, you will definitely be able to gain something from it. But if you are lazy and slack, even if it is a peerless miracle in front of you, it is just a tyrannical thing. β
Liang Xin's eyes flickered and nodded silently.
Although the man in front of him seems to be romantic, he must have experienced unimaginable hard cultivation behind the scenes, so that he can have such amazing achievements.
And he stepped forward when the heroes were in danger, such a man...
Liang Xin clenched his hands and said softly, "How long do you usually have to practice?" β
"Well, not much." Yang Shifei said: "I am talented, you don't have to learn from me." β
Liang Xin: "? β
Yang Shifei said seriously: "Your problem lies in two points, one is that your body is too weak, and the other is that what you have learned is too complicated. It's just that you 'remember' a lot of martial arts, but it's jerky and slow to fight, it's okay to hit wooden stakes, and if you fight against a real person, no one will wait for you to play all the tricks. β
"What do you mean..."
"Every martial art, let's fight it ten times today, and then practice it until it's ripe."
β......β
Liang Xin's expression froze, almost thinking that he had heard the wrong thing.
"If you beat all of them ten times, won't it take an hour?"
"That's a primer." Yang Shifei smiled with interest: "If you are tired, I will accompany you." β
With that, he took a sharp step forward, and his right palm suddenly poked out.
Liang Xin was taken aback, and hurriedly retreated to parry, dodging several moves in a panic before remembering to fight back.
Yang deliberately slowed down the offensive, and the two sides fought for hundreds of times.
It wasn't until Liang Xin was hit on his heel by the steps behind him and staggered down that he stopped his fist.
"Shhhh
Liang Xin shook his hand with tears in his eyes, only to feel that his whole body was about to fall apart.
Yang Shifei didn't force it anymore: "You slow down first, I'll continue to practice." When you have the strength, I will continue to practice with you. β
After speaking, he took a few steps back and practiced many of the martial arts he had just learned last night in the courtyard.
Liang Xin rubbed his sour arms, complaining and muttering in his heart, how could he start heavier than a few days ago.
She took out the bottle of medicine in her arms and smeared herself with some bone-setting ointment.
β......β
Without saying a word, he silently crossed his knees again, staring at the moving figure in the field with resentful eyes.
Unconsciously, more than an hour passed quietly.
Yang Shifei was still waving his fists and feet, thinking and studying intently, without wasting a single minute or second.
A martial art has been jerky from the beginning, and has gradually become proficient in several drills, and it is more chic and smooth between shaking arms and kicks.
Liang Xin had already seen it.
She held her cheeks and stared intently, as if she was intoxicated by a hearty martial arts move, and there seemed to be brilliance flashing in her eyes.
It is precisely because of his ability to remember that he knows how perfect and precise these moves are, even if the warriors of various factions fight in person.
Brother Yang is indeed an amazing martial arts wizard, and he didn't find the wrong person.
"Why are you stupid and don't move?"
"Huh?" Liang Xin suddenly came back to his senses, only to find that Yang Shifei had come to him.
"Ahh IβI'm not..."
Seeing that his heart was suddenly weak and panicked, Yang Shifei raised his eyebrows slightly: "After resting for so long, do you want to continue practicing?" β
Liang Xin was suddenly dumbfounded, and stood up silently with his mouth pursed.
But looking at Yang Shifei's back, she felt a little more admiration in her heart.
Although she said that she was talented, she practiced martial arts so hard that she was fascinated by it... Phew, it's scary!
...
But before the two of them practiced a few tricks this time, the courtyard door was knocked again.
Yang Shifei secretly wondered who had inquired about his address, and walked quickly to open the door.
Outside the door, a handsome young man in a black robe was standing, tall and straight, carrying a long sword wrapped in cloth.
After meeting, the young man immediately solemnly bowed his hand: "Down is a disciple of the Cloud Sect, Pei Shengfan." This trip is to visit the Falling Moon Pavilion. β