Although the sect's acceptance of disciples only looks at the root and bone talent of the person, it is actually a compromise that has to be made after the changes of the times. After the occurrence of that obscure matter that cultivators avoided talking about, the orthodox Taoist internal skills of the big sects were lost, and some small sects lost their foundation in the sect and even broke the middle way.

Legend has it that before that, the famous factions that could sit in the land of a state had a set of immortal techniques to wash the scriptures and cut the marrow, even if you find an elderly man on the street to get started, you can rely on these strange skills to win the world and create it, renew its life, and embark on the immortal road.

When did Nai pass through, the only remaining cultivation techniques of the various sects were rarely complete, and it was still difficult for those with excellent roots and bones to cultivate, and ordinary people would not have that opportunity. In order to continue the incense of the sect and inherit the Taoist system, it is natural to attach great importance to the root bones when accepting disciples. If you are lucky enough to find a successor with a century-old qualification, then the incense of the entire sect will have a strong capital.

Think of that genius who was sitting on the dragon chair in the middle of the city right now. Wang Qianyi's roots are as peerless as Wei Fuzi said, and the Wang family ......

Unfortunately, the world is impermanent, and the excitement of the king's sacrificial wine did not last long.

The young man patted his brain and finally opened his mind, remembered a little thing, and couldn't wait to say: "Master, I seem to remember, in addition to those feelings, there seem to be two air currents flying out, and the feelings brought by those two air currents are very strange, I can't describe them." ”

The young man's words made the master freeze in place, frowning. No matter how the qi in the world changes, it can't come out of the framework of the five elements of yin and yang, how can there be two more?

After thinking for a while, Wei Fuzi had to use his own experience to come to a conclusion: "Qianyi, you should be in the meditation for the first time, and your memory has gone wrong." In addition to the two qi machines in the front, you only have a vague feeling in the back, and you can't really do it if you think about it. ”

When Wang Saijiu heard the master's explanation, he only felt that he had fallen from the sky to the ground, and he only had two qi machines, and his son was just a general talent?

"Master, what ......," the king asked eagerly, but he didn't know what to say.

Wei Fuzi has experienced a lot of everything, and he immediately heard the meaning of the king's sacrificial wine, and comforted: "Don't worry, according to the ancient cultivation method, judging a person's root bones depends on the sum of the first three times of concentration, like Ying Long, there are only a few people who feel all the qi for the first time for three days and three nights. It is not known that Qianyi still has a lot of potential. ”

With the master's comfort, Wang Hongru's mood of falling to the bottom was pulled back again, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed about his emotions just now, and said with a little sneer: "Master Wei, then I'll take the cadres back home first." ”

Wei Fuzi didn't say anything more, nodded by the moonlight, and sat down again into a state of meditation. Cultivators taste the early sun and eat the moon dew at night. Diligent cultivators would not miss the cultivation time when these two heaven and earth qi were the most intense, and the same was true for Wei Fuzi.

When the father and son walked out of the gate of the academy, the servants had already prepared the carriage and horses, and after the two got into the car, the servants drove towards the sacrificial wine house.

The imperial city of the Jin Dynasty has been operated by nine generations of monarchs, and although it is not necessarily the most luxurious and exquisite imperial city in the written records of the mainland, it is the largest imperial city. It is difficult for anyone to know how the founding emperor of the Jin Dynasty thought and chose the site of the imperial city on a mountain. Later generations can only guess that the dragon vein imperial fortune of the Jin Dynasty was suppressed in the mountains.

At that time, talented people and craftsmen gathered here, and a palace was really built on the mountain. However, there is too little land on the mountain that can be used by the common people, and the most important thing at the feet of the Son of Heaven is the people. Therefore, the imperial city had to be expanded for many years, with the imperial palace on the mountain as the center, and finally divided into two cities. There were once good deeds who wanted to measure the size of the imperial city with their feet, but it took a day to walk from the north gate of the outer city to the south gate of the outer city, and there was no follow-up.

Yingtian Academy, as the first academy in the imperial city, is also located in the inner city. And the mansion of the corrupt Confucian petty official with clean sleeves such as Wang Saijiu is also in the outer city, which is close to the market.

Walking from the inner city to the outside, it was from high to low, and the servants controlled the speed of the horses very slowly along the way, and the trunk still shook too much. The father and son in the carriage rose and fell with the carriage, looking out the window at each other, and there was no communication.

Wang Xijiu is still worried about whether Wang Qianyi's bones can really ensure the smooth implementation of his family's century-old plan. Wang Qianyi didn't like to talk to his parents at home since he was a child, as long as the other party didn't ask, he wouldn't take the initiative to say it.

Fortunately, after leaving the inner city, the terrain gradually leveled out, and the servant drove faster.

In the imperial city, the royal direct blood relatives lived in the palace on the top of the mountain, while the royal cousins, the ministers of the humerus, and the court worshippers, such as those who were prominent in the Jin Dynasty, lived in the inner city. Then there is Wang Hongru, an ordinary official in the court and wealthy merchants, who live in the north of the outer city.

The residents in the north of the outer city are inferior to those in the inner city, but there are few owners who are short of money, and the flat terrain makes the streets and alleys of the north city exceptionally spacious. With the blessing of the gentry in Beicheng, the speed of the Wang family's carriage increased quickly, and the embarrassing atmosphere of the Wang family's father and son only lasted for a short time. Wang Hongru had just thought of the beginning of a backup plan when the servant reminded him.

"Let's go home and rest. Wang Saijiu said lightly, and then led the carriage, tossing for a day he was already exhausted, and he had to get dressed and go to the imperial city to participate in the early dynasty after returning to the house for too long.

After Wang Qianyi waited for his father to get out of the car, he thought silently for ten seconds before getting out of the car. Every time he went from the door of the house to his room, it was one of the few moments of the day when he was not supervised, and he wanted to enjoy himself.

The Wang's Mansion is located in the first one at the mouth of Wenqu Lane. As its name suggests, this lane corresponds to the star position of Wenqu in the sky, and has the meaning of Yaozu from Wen. Therefore, most of the people living in the alley are those who spend a lot of money to get a good fortune.

Wang Hongru was able to move his family into this alley, relying on the blessing of the previous office's sacrificial wine. When he resigned from his post as a sacrificial winemaker, he was 80 years old, and he just wanted to leave the temple and return to his hometown to retire. The old man, who was also a scholar, appreciated Wang Hongru at that time, and it was not easy to think of this kind of bookbag, so he transferred the old house in this alley to Wang Hongru at a low price before leaving.

The old sacrificial wine has no children and no daughters, and his wife died ten years before him, and he usually only lives here with an old servant who takes care of his daily life, so the first house at the entrance of the alley is not big. From the entrance of the alley, walk eight steps against the wall and you will see the door of the house. Walk eight further steps along the door of the house, no more, no less, just to the wall of the next house.

Push open the door and walk in, you can see the whole layout of the house, the room in front is the main hall, and the back is followed by the king's wine and the lady's inner room. To the left of the main hall are two huts, one used as a stove house, and the other was reserved for the two servants of the family. One of the two huts on the right is Wang Qianyi's bedroom, and the other is reserved for entertaining guests.

Except for a few houses, what remains is the courtyard. There is not much open space in the courtyard, and Wang Saijiu does not forget his status as a literati, and in his spare time, he planted a lot of orchids and other vegetation in the courtyard, and his wife and two servants also planted vegetables and fruits that are often eaten.

When the two entered, the lights were still on in the main hall, and it was Mrs. Wang in the house who was still waiting for the two to return. It was too long, and there was no food in the hall. Fortunately, Wang Xianjiu was busy with his thoughts, and Wang Qianyi wanted to go back to his room to enjoy the rare freedom, and neither of them had any intention of eating.

Wang Qianyi walked quickly into his room and closed the door, he didn't light the lamp, first, he liked freedom in the dark, and second, he wanted to sit quietly on the bed for a while and try to re-enter the state of concentration during the day.

The state of entering the state of concentration is extremely mysterious for people who have just entered the immortal road, and the illusion that seems to be like a dream can make people marvel, not to mention that the ever-changing qi machine in the process of entering the meditation will make a chick like Wang Qianyi very excited.

Wang Qian sat cross-legged on the bed and imitated the appearance of the day, but he felt that his spirit was up, and it was difficult for him to enter that half-awake and half-asleep state again, which made him feel very annoyed. In the end, he had to settle for the next best thing, trying to recall the sword qi that was most deeply reflected in his mind.

The speed of that sword qi was extremely fast, and it only took three blinks of an eye from the time it appeared to the time it disappeared. But that qi pierced through the surroundings, and the momentum that rushed straight made Wang Qianyi feel that the so-called sword in the world that sharpened iron like clay was not comparable to one-ten-thousandth of the Xuanhu sword qi. He hadn't had a chance to see how the world-famous swordsmanship master wielded his sword, but today he heard the clanging sound of the sword qi piercing through the space, and he thought that the golden stone was just as sharp.

When Wang Qianyi wanted to further recall the next few qi machines, the sound of rubble hitting the tiles came from the roof.

The sound was small, it should be a small rock the size of a finger. However, the sound of the blow then took on the appearance of "click... Click... The rhythm of "click" comes.

Wang Qianyi was called back to the house by this regular small voice, and through the moonlight outside the window, he could see that there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. But he did not hesitate to move, and after getting out of bed, he walked behind a wall, and knocked lightly five times, the same rhythm as the stone fell on the tiles.

Not long after knocking out this information, Wang Qianyi heard a whisper from the window: "Is the worm back?"

As soon as Wang Qian walked to the window, he gently lifted the old window to avoid making too loud noise, and as soon as the window was halfway raised, a familiar face appeared on the edge of the window below.

"Brother Mu, why haven't you rested yet?" The sound of the roof and the sound of him knocking on the wall were the codes that the two had agreed on a long time ago. The No. 2 house in Wenqu Lane is the home of a boy named Mu Ge.

The walls of the old mansion of the Wang family are low, and the king has no spare money to repair them. It just so happened that the Mu family didn't have the idea of tidying up the courtyard wall, which gave Brother Mu the opportunity to climb over the wall to find Wang Qianyi.

Wang Qianyi had limited free time in the room every day, so the two teenagers agreed on a code to facilitate their meeting at night. It's just that Wang Qianyi didn't expect that it would be so late today, and the young man next door would still look for him.

"I was waiting for you. I didn't expect you to be in bed for so long, I almost fell asleep in my room. Fortunately, the noise of your carriage was loud, so I listened to it. ”