In the early morning, a rooster crowed and woke up the silence of the disciple hall.

The night is like frost.

Lin Chuyun woke up from his sleep, and after cleaning up briefly, he followed the arrangement of the disciples of Lingyun Sect to go down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a field of 100 acres.

The fields are not of good quality, and half of them are deserted, and even if they are cultivated, the harvest is dismal. These are all properties of Lingyunmen.

Lin Chuyun was given a piece of land at the foot of the mountain, the soil was barren, and there was no potential for cultivation at first glance. The land is less than one and a half acres, which is quite wide for him.

"That's it, little junior brother, cultivate well, and do it yourself. The disciple who led Lin Chuyun here said.

Lin Chuyun respectfully made a big salute and said, "Thank you senior brother for your care." ”

Senior brother nodded: "Take care of it yourself, you will live here in the future, someone will come to teach Lingyun swordsmanship tomorrow, while farming, practice at the same time, watch your own creation, and ascend to the disciple hall as soon as possible." Then he left.

Lin Chuyun gave another big gift to the senior brother, and looked up, this land can be regarded as a home. Anyway, he had to get himself a place to live.

The advantage of being in the rivers and lakes is that you can learn a lot of skills unintentionally.

Building a thatched hut is one of them.

As street children, they always have to come and go in the wind and rain, and it is inevitable to build a simple thatched hut in some extreme environments to shelter from the wind and rain.

In his hand, there was only a hoe and a sickle.

He first cut a few thick trunks as supports, and the middle one as a beam, and put on thatch, and worked until the evening, and the whole thatched house was ready. He first laid a layer of thatch on the ground in the house, and planned to weave a mat when he had time.

When night fell, Lin Chuyun sat on the edge of his thatched hut, looking up at the starry sky, he wanted to know, where was his fate?

That night, in the side hall of the Lingyun Hall, the head of the Lingyun Gate, the deacon elder He Santong and the head of the mirror elder Fu Kun, as well as the eldest disciple Zhao Changfeng, were discussing under the dim lamp.

"The Demon Sect is so powerful, the world is in the world, I'm afraid it's going to experience a catastrophe. Deacon Elder He Santong said.

"What are you afraid of, my Lingyunmen is also dignified and decent, it's a big deal to fight with him Helian Ji to break the net, and I can be regarded as worthy of the ancestors and ancestors!" Fu Kun, the elder in charge, said sharply.

The head of the sect was silent, staring at his brows and thinking about it, and after a while, he asked Zhao Changfeng: "Chang Feng, according to what you see, what kind of exercise was this Heavenly Demon Mixed Yuan Gong at that time?"

Zhao Changfeng pondered for a moment and said: "The exercise method that can blow up the entire Qingyang Town into white ground is rare in the world, and the disciples have never heard of the sages and ancients who can have such skills, even if the internal strength is high, it is definitely not human power, unless it ......"

The head nodded: "Yes, it is definitely not done by manpower." ”

"Senior Brother Leader, what do you mean, could it be that the Demon Sect Leader Helian Ji was in Qingyang Town in advance......" Deacon Elder He Santong frowned and asked.

"That's right, it must be explosives!" Before the deacon elder could finish speaking, Fu Kun, the elder in charge, nodded and groaned.

The head took a deep breath and said leisurely: "Explosives alone can never be so powerful. In my opinion, this explosive must be specially made, and it requires a very deep internal force to urge it, otherwise, how can Helian Ji be willing to risk standing in the center of the explosion?"

He Santong suddenly realized: "I understand, senior brother in charge, you mean, the Demon Sect has planted a special explosive around Qingyang Town in advance, and then the Demon Sect Leader Helian Ji personally stood in the center, using extremely deep internal strength to urge the explosive to explode, and then produce a chain reaction, this explosive can exert such a huge power and blow up the entire Qingyang Town." ”

The head nodded and said, "Yes, I think, it should be like this." However, even so, Na Helian Ji's martial arts are really unfathomable, and the people who can maintain the center in such a huge explosion are not affected in the slightest, this kind of internal force, I count so many masters in the rivers and lakes, and there are really few people who can do it. ”

The four of them all nodded silently, knowing that the Demon Sect could have a sect leader like Helian Ji, and the Central Plains Martial Arts was afraid that it would be difficult to escape.

"Chang Feng, you said, that Xuanqing Sect's eldest disciple Li Xiao was killed by the Demon Sect Leader in an instant?" He Santong asked.

Zhao Changfeng saluted and said: "Don't hide it from the master and the two uncles, it's not that Chang Feng has any slight words about this Senior Brother Li, it's really that the Demon Sect Leader is too cruel, Senior Brother Li is under him, but he was caught in three moves, the Demon Sect Leader kills people without blinking, Senior Brother Li Xiao ...... "Thinking of the tragic situation of Li Xiao's death that day, Zhao Changfeng couldn't say it anymore.

He thought in his heart that there was still a long way to go with Li Xiao's skills, although Li Xiao's swordsmanship was not unique in the world, but among the young generation, it was definitely a super-first-class existence, Zhao Changfeng saw him use the Xuanqing Taiji Sword with his own eyes, and the depth of his skill was by no means in vain, but he was easily killed by the Demon Sect Master.

The head stood up, took two steps back, turned his back to the three of them, and sighed: "Xuanqing Taiji Sword, Li Xiao's skill, it should not be under you and me." ”

He Santong and Fu Kun were ashamed.

The head raised his head to the secluded wall in front of him, and said slowly: "I am not a disciple and a grandson, I am not good at learning, and for many years, I have not been able to understand the true meaning of Lingyun's swordsmanship, so that now, it is difficult for Lingyunmen to stand proudly at the top of the martial arts." ”

All three were silent, bowing their heads in shame.

"Let's all go back to sleep, this matter is a long-term discussion!" The head did not look back, but said softly.

The two elders both saluted and said, "Senior Brother in charge, retire!"

Zhao Changfeng also bowed: "Master, the disciple retires." ”

The head didn't say a word, just stared deeply at the darkness in the wall, and after the three of them left, he let out a long sigh, maybe in his eyes, it was the most beautiful moment of the once famous Lingyun Gate.

On the second day, the sun rises.

Lin Chuyun woke up from his thatched hut, and the weather was beginning to be cold. Autumn is getting deeper, and it's bleak as far as the eye can see. The other new orphans were given land, not connected, but not far apart. Some of these orphans slept on the ground, and some also built a simple thatched hut like Lin Chuyun.

However, after a while, the sun had just had a hint of warmth, and I heard someone banging on the gong not far away, and a loud voice came: "The disciples under Lingyunmen Mountain are gathered here!"

After hearing this, Lin Chuyun immediately got up and went in the direction of the gong, the person who struck the gong was also dressed in green cloth, with a long sword at his waist, he was about forty years old, and his face was a little vicissitudes and tiredness.

After all the disciples had gathered in the open space here, he spoke: "I am one of your senior brothers in the disciple hall, my name is Chang Qun, Chang Chang, a group of people. This month is my duty to teach you the Lingyun swordsmanship, it is the autumn and winter farming season, practice hard, and wait for the disciple martial arts test meeting at the autumn harvest next year, and strive to enter the disciple hall. ”

There are about 50 disciples under the mountain, and they all say yes.

"Let me first give you a general explanation of the Lingyun swordsmanship, there are a total of thirty-six ways of swordsmanship, which are passed down from our Lingyun ancestor master, if you can practice these thirty-six Lingyun swordsmanship, it must also be well-known in the rivers and lakes, so everyone practice diligently and learn endlessly, even those of us who have entered the disciple's hall have not been able to fully comprehend the subtlety of the thirty-six Lingyun swordsmanship. Okay, without further ado, everyone spread out and stand up, and I'll teach you one trick at a time. Senior Brother Chang Qun didn't speak quickly, nor harshly, lightly, as if he didn't have ardent hope for these disciples under the mountain in his heart.

Come to think of it, he just played by the rules. Every month, a disciple hall of the teaching brother takes turns on duty, teaching the disciples under the mountain to learn the Lingyun swordsmanship, the month and month are like this, the content is also the same, it is nothing more than the swordsmanship from beginning to end one move and one style, whether the learning is good or not, it depends on the understanding of these disciples under the mountain.

Lin Chuyun had learned one or two moves of three-legged cat kung fu in Qingyang Town, and at this moment he began to formally learn the swordsmanship of a famous and decent family, and he was very excited in his heart, and said in his heart: If this swordsmanship is learned, he will be famous in the rivers and lakes, and he will no longer have to suffer on the streets, and he can also avenge the relatives and friends who died in Qingyang Town.

However, in an hour, Senior Brother Chang taught the Thirty-six Lingyun Sword from beginning to end, many disciples under the mountain have mediocre qualifications, and they forget the front after learning, but Lin Chuyun wrote down these moves one by one, he is very smart, and it is not difficult.

"By the way, your rations will be delivered at noon, and the winter is difficult, so everyone saves some food. ”

The disciples under the mountain cheered, after all, they were just trying to have a bite to eat.

Senior Brother Chang packed up and went back to the disciple hall on the mountain, Lin Chuyun also returned to his own one and a half acres of land, and he didn't dare to slack off in his heart, thinking: I, Lin Chuyun, have been living in the rivers and lakes since I was a child, and from today on, I will definitely practice the divine sword, these disciples under the mountain don't look particularly powerful, and it is relatively easy to stand out among them, but I don't know what the selection criteria of the disciple hall are, I still have to step up my practice for these thirty-six Lingyun Sword.

After thinking about it, he practiced the swordsmanship in his heart again.

"Strange," he thought thoughtfully, "Our Lingyun Sect is also a well-known sect in the rivers and lakes, but these thirty-six Lingyun swordsmanship is mediocre, although I can't fully comprehend it at the moment, but it's not difficult to beat it from beginning to end, is there anything I haven't understood?"

Although he had such doubts in his heart, he still didn't dare to be lazy and practiced diligently every day. Senior Brother Chang Qun doesn't come every day, but he goes down the mountain once every five days to test the practice of these disciples.

In this way, about ten days later, at noon that day, Lin Chuyun saw senior brother Zhao Changfeng come down from Lingyun Mountain with more than ten people, walked to the post house at the foot of the mountain, led the horse and left, just passing by Lin Chuyun's land.

When Lin Chuyun saw Zhao Changfeng, there was an indescribable kindness in his heart, no matter what, they could be regarded as friends of life and death. He bowed to Zhao Changfeng and said, "I've seen Senior Brother!"

Seeing him like this, Zhao Changfeng smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lin, I haven't seen you for a few days, are you okay?"

"Thank you senior brother for taking care of me, I'm much better!" Lin Chuyun said with a smile.

Zhao Changfeng nodded and asked with a smile: "Have you practiced sword in the past few days?"

"Yes, it was a senior brother named Chang Qun who taught us, I practice swords every day, I dare not slack off, senior brother, I will practice for you. After that, Lin Chuyun picked out a few moves that he was particularly proficient in and practiced.

Zhao Changfeng nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, yes, disciple under the mountain, you can practice like this when you just come into contact with Lingyun swordsmanship, which shows that you have a very high understanding, practice well, this set of swordsmanship has endless changes, if you can practice it, it will be extremely powerful, next year's disciple martial arts test conference, senior brother wants to see you brilliant!"

Lin Chuyun smiled and bowed, "Senior brother, don't worry, I will practice diligently!" He asked again: "Senior brother, is he going to go far this time?"

Zhao Changfeng said: "Yes, I heard that the Demon Sect is going to attack Wuyang Town again, I'm afraid it's ......."

"That Demon Sect is so rampant, if I am strong in martial arts, I will definitely ......," Lin Chuyun said indignantly.

"I know what you think, you are still young, when you practice swordsmanship in the future, you must eradicate these evil demons. This time, I don't know if Wuyang Town is also in the same calamity as Qingyang Town. Zhao Changfeng said, sighed, and said: "However, this time, our martial arts people gathered in Wuyang Town, but because someone gave the Demon Sect Leader Helian Ji a war letter, a battle of life and death, we should go to help him." ”

Lin Chuyun was shocked: "Who is the battle letter to the Demon Sect Master?"

"Sword Saint, Li Zongyuan!"