The Qingyun faction has stood in the world for thousands of years, and has built a temple on the mountain since the beginning of the creation of the faction, so far it is only a large hall that can accommodate thousands of people at the same time, not to mention the small halls that can be seen almost everywhere, but in the past two hundred years, the Qingyun faction has been hit hard, and the disciples in the sect have fled to death, and now there are only more than 100 people left, which can be said to be not prosperous, which makes the mountain even more empty, so as long as it is an elder in the faction, it can occupy a large hall to cultivate.

After leaving the Cloud Palace, Hu Tianxiang has been frowning, this cheap master is really sloppy, there is a sour smell on his body, and it is a kind of torture to get close to him.

The old man's status in the Qingyun faction is not low, he is the junior brother of the head Li Chengyi, called Liu Ling, a middle-level cultivator in Dongxuan, and he is also the backbone of Qingyun today. The fly in the ointment is that the old man is not kempt, he doesn't like to take a bath, and he likes to call himself a flower child, a snow-white robe made him wear an earthy gray, if he hadn't just been included in Qingyun, he really wanted to ask for another person to be the master.

Hu Tianxiang slandered all the way, grimacing vigorously behind the old man.

The old man seemed to guess his thoughts, and he didn't look back, digging his nose and laughing: "Stinky boy, don't squeeze my eyebrows and make eyes, to tell you the truth, my old man has been really bored recently, and I want to find a companion to chat, so I will accept you as an apprentice, otherwise with your 'genius' qualifications, who would dare to accept you? ”

Hu Tianxiang didn't understand, and couldn't help asking: "Since it's a genius qualification, why doesn't anyone dare to accept it?"

The old man laughed and explained: "You are a genius, you are born stupid, but anyone who grew up in the Xuanzhen Continent, no matter how poor his qualifications are, he has more or less innate aura in his body, which is like you, he has no aura at all, his body is empty, and he simply does not look like a person in this world." ”

Hu Tianxiang's heart suddenly became empty, but he refused to admit defeat, and said: "What if you don't have aura, it's a big deal to work hard in the future, and cultivate sooner or later." ”

This time, the old man laughed louder and said: "Dao Ancestor has a saying: Tao gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, and three to all things. If you don't have this one, how can you cultivate everything behind? Alas, how difficult is it to start from nothing?" Speaking of the back, the old man felt a little sorry for him.

At this time, Hu Tianxiang was a little breathless, and hurriedly asked: "Then what should I do? I don't want to be a waste of firewood!"

"Alas, it's nothing more than diligence can make up for clumsiness, and God rewards diligence, what else can I do? Do your best, listen to the destiny of heaven!"

An old man and a young one asked and answered, and as he spoke, he arrived in front of a thatched hut, Hu Tianxiang looked at the grass house in front of him, which was not much stronger than Sister Xiuxiu's house, and thought that he was dazzled.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing stupidly, go in!"

"You...... Where do you live?" the corners of Hu Tianxiang's mouth twitched.

"We're living here!"

Hu Tianxiang held his forehead and wailed: "There are so many empty halls, why are you living here?"

"Just the two of us, why do you live in such a big place?"

Hu Tianxiang was speechless.

The house was empty, only some hay was spread on the ground, the old man sat on the ground, Hu Tianxiang found a relatively clean place, and sat down carefully.

"Look at your virtue, trolling, like a!" scolded the old man.

Hu Tianxiang only had a sad face, how could he ever live in this prison-like place.

Bitter also!

After a long time, Hu Tianxiang relieved his strength and said sickly: "Master, what can you teach me?"

Liu Ling fell to the ground, rushed at him with his buttocks, scratched his waist, and said: "You don't have innate aura, spiritual cultivation is enough, then take the road of physical cultivation." After that, he didn't look back, and threw a book to him.

When Hu Tianxiang saw it, he suddenly frowned again, the book was dirty and broken, almost falling apart, and there were three words written crookedly on the cover: "Breaking the Mosquito Fist", which can be seen by the blind, this is definitely not a first-class secret.

The young man was not happy in his heart, so he rushed to the name of this boxing book, he felt that this sloppy master was too much to deal with himself, and if he found an opportunity, he would definitely find the head of the house to complain.

"Let's go out, the house is small, and if you stay with two people, the air will not be fresh. Also, don't be lazy, practice hard, Master still relies on you to make a name for yourself. ”

"Yes, Master. Hu Tianxiang grimaced and said.

The old man suddenly threw out another object, and the young man reached out to catch it, and it turned out to be a gourd.

"Your master likes to drink, every day I go to the Maji wine shop at the foot of the mountain to make a pot, you just say that Qingyun Liu Ling wants it, and the restaurant will hang the account. Remember, only the first pot of wine in his house is the best, and then he starts to mix water, you go and give me the first pot every day, if you hit the second pot, you will also be punished for the teacher! Also, don't make me wait too long!"

"Yes!" the young man cried out in his heart.

Walking out of the thatched hut, Hu Tianxiang suddenly felt less restrained, as if the world was wider. With a fist book in his hand, he trotted all the way to the nearest temple. Anyway, there is a big hall here, as long as there is no one, he will occupy it first, the old man will not enjoy it, he Hu Tianxiang does not want to suffer with him.

Soon, he came to a side hall, looked at it for a while, and then shouted a few times with the audacity, and the only answer to him was an echo.

Hu Tianxiang is glad that he is lucky, there is really no one here. So he put his hands behind his back, and walked into the main hall step by step, as if he regarded himself as the master.

After pretending to pose a few times, the young man was a little tired, so he sat down on the futon, took out the secret book given to him by the master, and turned the first page carefully and a little nervously, only to see that it was written: "Mosquitoes are the worst thing in the world, sucking blood, making noise, and disturbing people's sleep." However, my generation of martial artists, can slay the dragon, can subdue the tiger, but can not break the mosquito, so that the mosquito poisonous insects, endless, why not? I have studied martial arts for more than 70 years, in fact, I only repair the word mosquito, pretending to be a mosquito breaking boxing spectrum, for future generations of children to admire and practice. ”

Hu Tianxiang understood a rough idea, and felt that the author of this boxing book only practiced boxing for the purpose of fighting mosquitoes, which was really ridiculous, but he didn't have anything else to look good at, so he had to turn down patiently.

"Those who want to break the mosquito must first calm their minds, and then listen to the sound to identify the position, so those who are not quiet, the mosquitoes cannot be broken. ”

"If you want to practice my boxing boy, you must first practice my meditation boxing, this punch has no moves and no style, but it is the most difficult boxing to practice. ”

"The heart has no distracting thoughts and the dust returns to the earth, and the vanity is out of the Qingling Terrace......"

A sentence of boxing tips came into the eyes of the teenager.

According to the guidance of the tips, Hu Tianxiang quickly entered a state of forgetting things and me, he knew that his qualifications were too poor, and he had to make up for his clumsiness with diligence, so as not to be ridiculed by his fellow disciples and brothers, and so as not to embarrass Sister Xiuxiu. Thinking of this, he calmed down and began to cultivate with one mind.

In this way, the young man meditated, got rid of the impetuousness of the past, and sat all night.

At dawn, Hu Tianxiang opened his eyes suddenly, a little flustered, he suddenly remembered that he still had to drink for his master, so he rushed down the mountain with a wine gourd. After asking a few people on the way, the young man finally found Ma Ji Liquor Store and explained the situation concisely. The shopkeeper of the wine shop was a little old man, his face was full of wrinkles, and the little hair left was all white, he personally greeted him, and said with a smile: "Oh, you are the new apprentice of Liu Ling's old fairy, not bad, really handsome young man, a talent, and a little fairy in the future!"

Hu Tianxiang was in a hurry to go back, and he didn't have time to listen to his sycophants, so he said: "Shopkeeper, the master is still waiting for me, please give me a kettle bar." ”

"Hahaha, okay, I'll personally make a pot of wine for the little fairy. The old man trembled and took the gourd, walked to the vat, and poured wine into the gourd slowly.

Hu Tianxiang was a little unsure and asked, "Shopkeeper, is this the first pot of wine today?"

"Hey, hey, little fairy, let me tell you, the wine in our Ma Ji Wine Shop, no matter whether it is the first pot or the first pot, it is all the same, it is so mellow and intoxicating, even the gods on the mountain love to drink it. ”

Hu Tianxiang asked with a bitter face, "Then, when will you start selling wine?"

The little old man smiled: "Not early, not early, the chickens will only be sold after they wake up and before they crow." ”

The young man was extremely depressed and carried the wine gourd up the mountain, with a heavy heart, and when he ran halfway up the mountain, what appeared in front of him was the damn three thousand steps. It's not easy to get down here in the morning, and it's even more difficult to climb the stairs now.

When the sun rose above his head, Hu Tianxiang ran into the hut out of breath, only to see the old man glaring at him angrily, and said like thunder: "It's two o'clock in the afternoon! Why did you come back!

Hu Tianxiang was startled, hurriedly handed out the wine, the old man took it, raised his neck and drank bitterly, and then sprayed all the pops on Hu Tianxiang's face, scolding: "You stinky boy! Where is this the first pot, this is the fifty-eighth pot! That profiteer poured at least half a jar of water!"

Hu Tianxiang was sprayed with wine, stupid on the spot, his eyes were red, and he endured it.

"What, say a few words about you, and you are still wronged?" The old man couldn't drink the first pot of wine, and his temper was very short.

"No!" the young man stiffened, but tears flowed down his cheeks.

"Look at your little bit of talent, and shed tears when you say a few words, Master, it seems that I can't count on you anymore. The old man snorted angrily, "How's your boxing going?"

Hu Tianxiang wiped his face and said, "It's okay." ”

"Okay? Then practice, I'll see!"

Hu Tianxiang meditated cross-legged and began to practice boxing.

"Smack!" After half a burnt incense, the young man received a slap on the head, which made him grin in pain.

"This is the meditation fist you practice? I will give you half a stick of incense, and you are still in a state of confusion, meditation fist? chaos fist is almost the same!" The old man was very angry.

The young man covered his head and said aggrievedly: "Whose boxing book puts the most difficult boxing on the first page, whose boxing is not from easy to difficult?"

"Okay, are you still reasonable? I'll tell you, I'll give you three days, if this meditation fist is still practiced messily, you can get out of me! Get out of my Qingyun! Anyway, it's a bearer apprentice, I don't want it! I'm afraid of being angry with you!"

Hu Tianxiang saw that the old man was so angry that his beard trembled, it was definitely not a fake, and he was really scared in his heart. It was not easy for him to squeeze into the Qingyun faction, and it was not easy for him to keep up with Sister Xiuxiu's steps, if his previous efforts were lost, he would be a real loner in this strange world.