Xiao Yi lay on his back, watching the moon gradually move overhead. He sat up and stretched, and he was in a state of dismay.

The time has come to cultivate the Xuanyuan Jue.

Xiao Yi is thirteen years old this year, and since he was five years old, he has been taught this "Xuanyuan Jue" by his master ignorantly. At the beginning of his cultivation, he was admonished by his master to persevere and not slack off. The master also said that this is the ancestral training of Xuanyuanguan, and only the head and disciples of the Xuanyuan Jue can pass on and practice.

Although Xiao Yi practiced diligently, he did not realize any wonder about this exercise, but he still followed his master's instructions and has been practicing it to this day.

It's been eight years, it's been eight years! Master often says, perseverance, the road can be expected!

Xiao Yi shook his head, I'm afraid that the avenue won't be seen, but perseverance has done it, enough to be proud!

Every night before going to bed, it is compulsory to practice the Xuanyuan mantra.

According to the pranayama method taught by the master, Xiao Yi meditated for a while, and then turned his heart to the sky, folded his hands in front of his abdomen, made a mudra, and began to practice the exercises.

“...... The wood nature and gold are compatible, and the water rises and the fire tends to rest. What is the true form of the world, and he will retreat with the yin talisman......"

Xiao Yi silently recited the mantra in his mouth. "Xuanyuan Jue" has more than 1,000 words, and it is ripe by the rolling melon he memorized. The mantra is jerky, and it is difficult to understand, please master father, Qingyunzi is not very good, not to mention that he is an old man who has been reciting it all his life in such a daze. The ancestral training has clouds, this is the only way to become an immortal, and it is a compulsory lesson for the disciples of Xuanyuan Guan. There's no way, keep back!

For eight years, day after day, year after year, it was so persistent. Xiao Yi didn't feel like he was fluttering or anything else, but he rarely got sick. Although his body looks thin, Xiao Yi knows that he still has the strength of two or three hundred catties in his arms. In a child as big as himself, the strength is not small!

I don't know if this has anything to do with meditation! Maybe it's because I was soaked in a decoction by Master when I was a child!

From the master, Xiao Yi also learned a set of Xuanyuan swordsmanship and some light body exercises. He thinks his martial arts are good!

Master also has a very old book about talismans. It is also full of some formulas and drawings that are as jerky and difficult to understand as Xuanyuan Jue, which is regarded as a facsimile of the enlightenment of a young child. When other people's children are enlightened, they are all books such as thousand-character words and words, and the poor little one has been accompanied by these ghost drawings since he became literate.

When Xiao Yi was bored, the master admonished him that this was a thing handed down by the patriarch himself, and it was a token of the master of the past generations. The implication of the words is that Qingyun Daoist has already treated Xiao Yi as the twenty-first generation master of Xuanyuan Temple.

For the sake of the master and for the future of the Xuanyuan concept, Xiaoyi learned the various formulas and drawing methods in the Xuanyuan runes, and naturally learned to read and write. Under the ardent care of Qingyun Daoist, he became a little Taoist.

The Xuanyuan Fu is also a means for the master and apprentice to make a living. Master Qingyun Dao Chang is often asked to draw some talismans to ward off evil spirits and pray for blessings, and he doesn't know if it works or not. However, every time I see the old god when the master draws the talisman, Xiao Yi himself believes that these talismans should be very effective!

The Xuanyuan rune is just one of the tokens of the head of the Xuanyuan Temple. The other is the jade pendant that the master never leaves, and has shown it to Xiao Yi countless times, so that Xiao Yi knows that it will be his treasure from then on. This seems to be a kind of spur! It seems that every time Qingyun Dao Chang gives Xiao a look, the jade pendant can give him unlimited expectations for himself and Xiao Yi, which is a kind of belief in becoming an immortal!

Or it is to remember the master's good intentions, and the sensible little one also always shows his filial side. Although he didn't understand why the master was so persistent, he still remembered the old man's earnest teachings in his heart. It's just that when he looked at the jade pendant with the moire carving and the word Xuanyuan, he still didn't think so. He was just worried that in the future, when the master was gone, what would be the point of being this lonely viewer by himself!

Maybe it's because the master and apprentice have a hard time, maybe it's the idle days on the top of the immortals, maybe it's all the things that they have seen in the world with the master, maybe they only have one relative like the master. The reason for this makes Xiaoyi's temperament lively but tranquil, intelligent but cunning, and a bit of a young adult.

Xiao Yi recited the Xuanyuan mantra again, performed the exercises in the mantra, and felt that there was no movement in his body as always. He looked up at the sky, estimated that the hour had passed, and then turned over and jumped off the Lying Cow Rock. Under the moonlight, light as a monkey, he quietly slipped back to Xuanyuan Temple, and then tiptoed close to the main hall.

The master was still snoring softly, and the single clothes he was wearing had slipped to the ground. Xiao Yi lightly put the single coat back on the master, made a grimace, and turned around and walked towards his room. The Qingyun Daoist behind him opened his sleepy eyes, looking at Xiao Yi's departing figure, there was a faint smile on his old face, his eyes were closed, and his snoring was still the same.

The three main halls of Xuanyuan Temple are divided into two compartments inside and outside. In the middle of the outer compartment is the statue of the patriarch, and the three rooms in the inner compartment are the living place of the head of the house, and now the master and apprentice are in such distress, as long as the master Qingyunzi is drunk, the main hall can rest everywhere. In this regard, the primary one has long been accustomed to it.

Outside the main hall, there is also an intact wing room in the west wing, which is the stove room of the master and apprentice. There are two more rooms in the east wing, one of which is the residence of the little one.

Xiao Yi returned to his hut and lit the oil lamp with flint. The lamp oil is boiled from the badger oil in the back mountain, and it comes from the Orion Lao Lu at the foot of the mountain. The wick is made of rush grass from the back mountain, and the two are made together to make an oil lamp, which is smokeless and bright. The hut is not big, only a wooden couch is placed according to the east wall, on which a bamboo mat, a bamboo pillow, and a thin mattress are just placed. There is also a wooden box next to the couch. There is a very eye-catching sword hanging on the south wall, which was given to Xiao Yi by the master, and the name of the sword is Qingyun. This sword has been with Qingyun Dao for decades, and now it is reserved for Xiao Yi to use in martial arts. When the master and apprentice went out, the old Taoist priest didn't look good with a sword on his back, so he was carried by Xiao Yi, and he also looked like a Taoist boy.

Kicking off his shoes, taking off his coat and throwing it on the wooden box, Xiaoyi lay down. Maybe I'll have to go down the mountain tomorrow to see if there's anything good to eat at Uncle Lu at the bottom of the mountain. And Master's wine is running out, why don't you go to Taiping Town, ten miles away, to get some wine for Master? After thinking about it for a while, he became confused, pulled the mattress with his hand, and gradually fell asleep.

The next day, the sky was overcast, and Xiao Yi was still in a dream, and a familiar call sounded in his ears.

"Little one, I've practiced swords......"

"Got it, Master!"

Hearing that it was the master's voice, Xiao Yi agreed in his mouth, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and got up. He quickly dressed, took down the sword hanging on the wall, and when he saw that the oil lamp was still flickering on and off, he hurriedly blew it out, and yawned and walked out of the house.

"Stinky boy, I have to call you for the teacher every time to wake up late. It is necessary to know that diligence is the foundation of human survival, and the practice of martial arts must not be slack for a day. ”

Xiao Yi came to the courtyard and saw that the master was already standing in the courtyard refreshed, with a long beard fluttering under his chin, quite a fairy wind and bones. It's just that the master pretended to make an angry face, so that he was not afraid, but more intimate.

Xiao Yi rubbed his eyes again and said with a smile: "With the master here, how can the disciple be lazy!"

"Hmph! Flim tongue, begging for a beating!" Qingyun Dao Chang reprimanded, and there was a little more warmth in his expression.

"Practice swordsmanship!"

"Disciple obeys!"

Xiao Yi immediately bowed and replied.

When teaching the arts, both the master and apprentice looked solemn, which is also a kind of respect for the inheritance of the master.

In the morning light, Xiao Yi abandoned the scabbard, held the sword in his right hand, and stroked the hilt of the sword with the finger of his left hand.

Xiao Yi has been practicing this set of swordsmanship for seven or eight years. The first three styles of the Xuanyuan Sword Technique are defensive sword techniques. The middle five style is to defend in the middle and defend with the attack. The legend of the last five styles is the sword technique of immortals, but I have never heard of anyone practicing it.

From the first type of no wind, to the second type of no water, the third type of no peak, the fourth type of white ape jumping stream, the fifth type of returning to the rhino and looking at the moon, the sixth type of the strange python turning over, the seventh type of Canglong entering the sea, the eighth type of the Milky Way upside down, the small one swordsmanship is smooth, and it is done in one go. Immediately, he jumped out of the circle with a sword on his face.

Qingyun Dao held his long beard in his hand, bowed his head slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "The thirteen styles of "Xuanyuan Sword Technique" were created by Xuanyuan Patriarch, and they were used by Xuanyuan Guanzhen Sword Technique in previous dynasties. The swordsmanship is magnificent, never lightly transmitted, and each style has five to nine changes, and you are also skilled in practicing these eight styles. It is necessary to know the swordsmanship, and it is not a matter of three or five days to truly achieve the unity of the body and the sword, the sword and the god, and the unity of the human sword. In the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, the hundred-day stick, the thousand-day sword, and the thousand-day sword are also quite reasonable. And my Xuanyuan swordsmanship is not good only with hard work, and there must be exercises and mantras to complement each other. It's a pity that for thousands of years, no one has been able to understand the mystery in "Xuanyuan Jue", which makes my "Xuanyuan Swordsmanship" empty, like a fierce beast without a soul, with a terrifying appearance. My master, that is, your ancestor, saw that the sect was withering, so he had no choice but to combine the secular martial arts method to create a set of internal strength methods that can bless the Xuanyuan Sword Technique, and I wanted to pass it on to you, but it was just ......"

Hearing what Master said here, Xiao Yi also put away his smug expression and asked curiously, "Just what, Master?"

Qingyun Dao Chang said: "Xiao Yi, I passed on your swordsmanship a total of thirteen styles, why can't you not practice the last five styles, even if you are a teacher, you can't practice ......

Xiao Yi leaned over and said, "The disciple doesn't know, and I ask the master to solve my doubts." ”

"Alas!"

Qingyun Dao Chang sighed, groaned slightly, and then said: "This Xuanyuan sword technique is a set of immortal sword techniques handed down by the ancestor of the Creation School, supplemented by the Xuanyuan formula, it is rumored that you can fly the sword to resist the enemy, and take the head of a person thousands of miles away. And these last five styles are passed down by the master, and only the Xuanyuan mantra can be used. Therefore, not only you, but also the Xuanyuan Guanmen of the past dynasties, as well as my teacher, are only familiar with the sword moves, but they can't use them!"

"Master, isn't this Xuanyuan swordsmanship really an immortal swordsmanship?"

Fluttering his eyes, Xiao Yi's face was full of suspicion. It's no wonder that Xiao Yi is full of doubts, the master has mentioned the origin of Xuanyuan Guan countless times, and he has often talked about immortals, but he always thinks that the so-called immortals are too ethereal, and he doesn't believe these things in his heart. But today's master clearly shows that what he practices every day is the swordsmanship of immortals, and the current dilemma of Xuanyuan Guan ......

As if he had insight into Xiao Yi's thoughts, Qingyun Dao Chang continued: "How about the immortal swordsmanship? What if you give the immortal family treasure? When the sect was weak, the swordsmanship was peeped at by the people in the rivers and lakes, and it was also spread. And without the corresponding exercises, the swordsmanship has its appearance. Over time, gradually no one cared about this set of swordsmanship. In order to prevent the decline of the master's sect, and also for the sake of future generations, my master Taiyi has worked hard for 30 years to create a set of internal strength and mental methods, so that this Xuanyuan swordsmanship barely has one-twelfth of the power. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yi hung his head in disappointment. What's the use of the power of 12 out of 12? It can't be compared with the masters of the rivers and lakes!

"Hmph, and don't underestimate this set of swordsmanship, even if it is the power of the original swordsmanship, it is enough to shock the world...... ”

Seeing Xiao Yi's absent-minded appearance, Qingyun Dao Chang reprimanded in a deep voice.

The master was furious! Xiao Yi hurriedly handed the sword to his left hand, scratched his head and smiled: "What Master said is extremely true! Don't worry, I will definitely practice this set of swordsmanship well and practice this set of swordsmanship to two percent." No...... 10% ......"

"Stinky boy, I'll be satisfied when you get to the end of your practice. ”

Qingyun Dao Chang's face softened, and he said slowly: "This is also one of the reasons why I haven't taught you other exercises. As a teacher, I just want you to gain from cultivating the Xuanyuan formula, and over the years, it must have been ......."

Looking at the master's frustrated expression, Xiao Yi lowered his head in a panic and muttered: "It's all Xiao Yi's incompetence, it's been eight years, and this "Xuanyuan Jue" still hasn't been practiced at all......

After that, he walked closer, pulled the sleeve of the master's shirt, raised the little face on the master's shoulder, and said with a resolute expression: "Master, the little one will always be by the master's side, and one day he will practice this mantra for the master to see." ”

Looking at the childish face of the disciple, the heroic spirit between the eyebrows was already visible, and the Qingyun Daoist stroked Xiao Yi's head lovingly, and said with a gentle smile: "Silly child, Master is almost 100 years old, you are still young, how can you accompany Master forever?"

"Master will live forever!"

"Hahahaha...... A hundred years old time with fate, everything is a dream! Seeking a lifetime for a teacher, but unfortunately there is not enough opportunity, but a lifetime of leisure, in his later years, there is a little one to accompany him, happy!

The sound of accessible and uninhibited laughter sounded in the Xuanyuan Temple under the morning light.

"Xiaoyi, clean up, and go down the mountain with the teacher later. The granddaughter of the shopkeeper Wu in Taiping Town is full moon today, and our master and apprentice will go to ask for a glass of water and wine to drink......"