In the middle of the night, the full moon was in the sky, the stars were shining, and the moonlight was like a flower, and it had been more than a month since the new disciple conference.

Ma Fangyu didn't sleep tonight, he sat alone on the roof of his house, looking at the bright moon in a daze.

I remembered that in the past month, Master had been in retreat, and under his prior arrangement, I had read one book after another, almost all of which talked about the Great Dao of the World and the ethics of the Compendium, and there had never been a practical practice of practicing Qi and luck.

As his master said, you can't rush everything, you need to lay a good foundation. But it's been so long, and those new disciples have already been exposed to the exercises. And I am like a nerd, reading some impractical books all day long. When will the exercises be accomplished? When will the great revenge be avenged? Although he knew that the master's arrangement had his own reasoning, he still couldn't figure it out.

He also thought about it, why not secretly go to the library to find some exercises, and with his character, he could do it. However, before his master retreated, he had already instructed him not to go to the library without permission, and all the books were sent to him by Cheng 13. Therefore, secretly going to the library is against the master's instructions. As for his master, he regarded him as a reborn parent, and his words had to be taken into account, so he always acted according to his master's arrangement.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew on his face, and Ma Fangyu had to close his eyes, but when he opened his eyes, there was an inexplicable black figure beside him.

The visitor was wrapped in black, and even his hair and face were wrapped in it, leaving only a pair of deep eyes.

Ma Fangyu was startled, this person stared at him like a ghost, he almost accidentally fell down directly, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Who are you?"

The man in black didn't answer him directly, but said, "Boy, are you willing to learn exercises from me?"

Ma Fangyu had thousands of question marks in his heart, and he didn't know who this person was, and he didn't know him like he knew his voice, so why did he let him learn the exercises as soon as they met? Could it be that the heavens heard his inner appeal and specially sent a chivalrous warrior to help him, which was obviously impossible. Ma Fangyu firmly believes that pies will not fall from the sky, and this person must have ulterior motives.

So Ma Fangyu was not in a hurry, anyway, if this person was not good for him, he would have made a move a long time ago, he didn't even have a chance to speak, and if he wanted to escape, it would be even more impossible.

"I already have a master, and I won't learn the exercises from you. ”

"Hahaha, your master won't teach you, don't you understand until now? Is there any disciple who hasn't been in contact with the most basic qigong practice for more than a month?" The man in black seemed to know his affairs very well.

"My master wants me to lay a good foundation, and when the time comes, he will pass on my exercises. Ma Fangyu explained.

"This kind of deceptive nonsense, you also believe it, it's ridiculous, the foundation building period is to lay a good foundation, you don't practice qi now, you don't even count the foundation building period, how can it be considered a good foundation, he is obviously lying to you. The man in black continued.

"You are talking nonsense, my master is very good to me, he will not lie to me. Ma Fangyu said firmly.

"Actually, you can't figure it out in your heart for a long time, you're still hard-mouthed. Don't lie to yourself, don't you want to improve your cultivation? Don't you want to take revenge?" The man in black seemed to be able to grasp Ma Fangyu's heart, and it just happened to be in his heart.

It is true that Ma Fangyu can not cultivate, but he can't not take revenge.

Seeing his hesitation, the man in black continued: "I teach you the exercises, and I don't want you to worship me as a teacher, it doesn't violate your master-apprentice feelings. ”

Ma Fangyu pondered for a moment and said: "No, as a disciple of the Jiuxiao Sect, how can I learn the exercises of his sect, besides, you are an evil sect and I don't know it, if it is an evil sect, if I learn the exercises with you and fall into the evil way, wouldn't it be against my heart and against the teacher's kindness!"

"Don't worry, what I have taught you is definitely the authentic exercises of the Nine Heavens Sect!" said the man in black.

Hearing this, Ma Fangyu thought to himself, sure enough, he is a person from the Jiuxiao Sect, and only a person from the Jiuxiao Sect can come and go freely in the Jiuxiao Sect, and this person's status is not low, and he knows a lot about him and his master.

The corners of Ma Fangyu's mouth curved a faint arc, and continued: "That's not good, I don't know who you are, I'll learn exercises from you, who knows if you have any ulterior motives." ”

The man in black didn't answer him in a hurry this time, he laughed twice and said, "Boy, you are very smart, and you want to use this to trick me into telling me my identity." Now that you already know that I am a member of the Nine Heavens Sect, I will happily admit that I did, and I didn't intend to hide it from you. As for who it is, I have no comment, you can call me Black Lao. The reason why I want to pass on your exercises is that I have a relationship with you, and you love to believe it or not. ”

"Sure enough, it's a cunning old fox. Ma Fangyu said secretly in his heart.

"I won't force you, if you decide, I'll see you in the banyan grove northwest of Wutang tomorrow. With that, it turned into a black mist, and then vanished.

Ma Fang Yumu watched the man in black disappear, and then fell into deep thought. Even when I went back to bed, my mind was full of this thing.

That's right, Ma Fangyu hesitated, what a tempting "pie" this is, according to Ma Fangyu's character of taking advantage of small advantages, he should have agreed a long time ago. But reason told him that this so-called black old man must not be simple, there must be an ulterior secret, if he agrees to him, maybe he will fall for his plan. But if he doesn't agree to him, as he said, he may really not know when he will be able to cultivate the Fa and when he will be able to take revenge, and now he is far behind others. What the man in black said was reasonable, and Ma Fangyu had to think about it.

In the early morning of the second day, Ma Fangyu secretly went out, how could he be in the mood to read, there were thousands of thoughts in his head, and he still didn't come up with a conclusion.

Unconsciously, he came to the martial arts hall, a large flat land in the middle, with a large crowd and a lively atmosphere. There are several elders and their disciples, explaining and explaining, demonstrating, and analyzing, all of them devote themselves to learning.

Ma Fangyu could only stand in the distance, he was afraid that if he got closer, someone would recognize him.

Seeing a disciple flying into the air with a wooden sword, he made a few gestures in the air, and several sword lights slashed out, revealing several deep traces on the ground. There was also a disciple who muttered a few words in his mouth, the wooden sword was horizontal in front of his feet, and the man stepped up, and actually urged the wooden sword to fly, which is Ma Fangyu's favorite swordsmanship.

Watching the performances of these disciples, Ma Fangyu's eyes were full of longing, he really wanted to blend in, but at this time, his identity seemed to have become a huge chasm, separating him from them. He knew that with this identity, he couldn't fit in with them, and even if he forced his way in, it would only increase the embarrassment, so he could only watch from a distance.

Suddenly, a contemptuous voice came from beside him.

"Who is my Dao, isn't it the new disciple who has no cultivation and hasn't even passed the Qionghua Pond!

Ma Fangyu tilted his head, and saw two young men of the same age as him standing in front of him, their faces full of disdain, and their eyes were as disdainful as looking at ants.

One tall and one short, the tall one who spoke. Of course, they didn't know that the person in front of them was the peak master's personal disciple, otherwise there would be no words just now.

Since he knew about Qionghuachi that day, and was about the same age as him, Ma Fangyu concluded that they should be the new disciples at that time.

For a while, Ma Fangyu didn't know how to refute. Because what they say is absolutely true, and it is completely true. For the first time, he felt the burden that this identity brought to him, not to mention the sword immortal disciple, and he didn't even have the qualifications to be a new disciple of the Jiuxiao Sect.

"Presumably he must have gone through the back door to come here, you see it's been a month, and he's still like that without any cultivation, it seems that his master is not good. The short man laughed.

When Ma Fangyu heard them talk about their master, her heart suddenly became angry, and she said sarcastically: "My master is not something you can judge!"

"It turns out that you have a master, and the master who can take a fancy to you must not have a good vision. The tall man laughed.

"If you have the ability, go and say it in front of my master, what kind of ability is it to talk behind your back!" Ma Fangyu clenched his fists, and coming here was the first time he got angry.

"What, do you still want to use your master to suppress us? The matter between the disciples has to be solved by the disciples, and if you have the ability to come here to take over my challenge in three days, do you dare to fight with me?" the tall man stared at Ma Fangyu and said, his eyes full of extreme contempt.

Ma Fangyu seemed to have been greatly stimulated, and his master seemed to have become his reverse scales, which could not be violated, and the violator would be punished, even if he was covered in bruises. So, he nodded firmly, and said, "Three days later, the martial arts competition, go to the appointment at the end of the day, see you or leave!" After speaking, he turned around and left.

But soon he turned his head again and said, "I'm talking about the two of you, and you can't do it without one." "Because there are two people who are talking about his master.

Then he walked straight back under the eyes of the two, and at this time, he finally made a decision, and a stubborn feeling of disobedience emanated.

The two looked at Ma Fangyu's distant back in shock, and then glanced at each other, revealing a playful smile. They never dreamed that Ma Fangyu would dare to fight, and a person with no cultivation would be like an ant in front of them? Where did he get the courage and reliance?