The auspicious clouds are all over the sky, the golden light is ten thousand ways, the purple gas is like smoke, and it is better than the fairyland. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Master, this place is amazing, how did you find it?" a crisp children's voice.

"This can be said to be a blessed land for teachers......" an old voice said.

"Master, what's the name of this beautiful place?" a teenager's voice.

"It's called Xiangyunjian," replied the master.

"Xiangyunjian, good name......" a weak voice.

"Yin Lao, you brought us here, it won't just be a revisit, right?" a faint voice.

The old man did not answer, as if he was immersed in the memories and as if he was fascinated by the scenery......

Yin Lao remembered that a few days ago, he ate a meal of bear's paws, drank half a jar of wine, and caused a big trouble, he accepted three disciples under the semi-coercion of the young man, at that time he was resolutely opposed to accepting the young man, he did not tell others the reason, he was afraid......

After a long time, the old man spoke: "Don't you want to learn the old man's most powerful martial arts? ”

"Master, you took us on a three-day journey, and you haven't told us what your most powerful martial arts are?" Tong Sheng asked the teenagers' doubts.

"You're looking at ......"

The old man stepped out and stepped into the clouds and smoke, he stood in a ball of blue light, standing in the air, surrounded by auspicious clouds and purple smoke, the old man was like an immortal.

The boys and children were so shocked that their mouths grew.

"Look closely......" the old man said.

The old man stretched out his dry hands, and his ten fingers were unpredictable, sometimes grasping lightly, sometimes brushing, sometimes closing, sometimes pushing horizontally...... The old man turned into a cloud in the clouds, and the clouds and smoke around him moved with him, sometimes calm, sometimes angry...... It's amazing that this invisible thing is controlled by the old man as he wants.

The old man took another step, and he had already returned to the cliff, standing in front of all the disciples, with a mysterious aura.

"Master, it's so powerful, I want to learn..."

"I want it too, I can fly......"

......

The young man looked at the old man with heat.

"What kind of kung fu is this?" the boy asked faintly.

"Didn't you ask the old man, why don't you bring a weapon? In fact, the old man's weapon is these hands, and the old friend called the old man's 'Cloud Blowing Hand' Yintian, which is the old man's famous martial art 'Cloud Blowing Hand'. ”

"Now pass on your mantra and memorize it with your heart... There is no form, and the whole body is empty. The nature of things, the heart withers with the cliff......"

The Indian veteran explained the mantra and secret to the four small ones......

"Now that you understand everything, let's start cultivating," Yin Lao pointed to the Void Dao in the mountain stream.

"Yin Lao, you won't let us stand in the air and practice like you, right?" Ning Ze questioned Yin Lao's meaning.

The old man glanced at Ning Ze with disdain, "Just your three-legged cat kung fu, I let you vacate the air, can you?"

"Hehe...... " Ning Ze smiled, it really can't.

His three apprentices also looked at the master suspiciously, so what should I do?

"Do you see those four vines......?

"Division... Master, what should I do if the rattan is so thin, what should I do if it falls?" Ning Ji looked at the rattan hanging in the mountain stream, and then looked at the bottomless mountain stream, if this is going to fall, will it definitely be good.

"How scared, if you want to succeed, you must suffer first, this is how the teacher came......" The old man and the old god are here to teach the apprentice the reason, and it feels really good to teach people.

Ning Ze thought for a while, stepped forward and said, "I'll come first......" He took a step and put on the rattan, the rattan was weak, he stood on it and swayed with the wind, and the three little hands on the cliff clenched tightly, worrying about him.

Ning Ze swayed back and forth on the thin vine, trying his best to balance his body, carefully.

"You also call it practice, are you doing acrobatics?" Yin Lao sneered.

"The heart follows the wind, all changes are like clouds, the body moves with the vines, and the natural balance ......," the old man pointed out.

Ning Ze began to adjust his body according to the mantra of the heart method and the guidance of Yin Lao, and slowly comprehended the wind and clouds......

"Seventh Brother...", "Seventh Brother......" The echoes of sadness echoed in the mountain stream, and Ning Ze fell into the deep stream......

"Master, you save Brother Seven..."

"Yes, master, save the seventh brother..."Ning Yu's eyes were also red, and now only the master has the ability to save the seventh brother.

Ning Yu looked at Yin Lao, and also had a meaning.

The old man smiled and asked unhurriedly, "What's the name of this place?"

The three children were all anxious, "Master, you save the seventh brother first, is it useful to ask this......?"

"Master, didn't you say it's called Xiangyunjian..."Ning Yu replied.

"Hehe, it's called Xiangyun Stream, since it's a stream, there's water below, if you fall down, you'll climb up after a while......" The old man gloated a little, he himself came over like this back then, and now he sees that Ning Ze, who bullied him, is unlucky, and he can find a balance.

"What are you doing stupidly? You guys go up ...... too."

An hour passed, and Ning Ze climbed the cliff wetly, and saw that only the old man was sitting on the cliff alone.

"What about Ning Yu, won't they?"

"That's right, they also went down, and they will come up after a while, what are you still doing in a daze? Keep practicing......"

"Oh, Ning Ze stood up again, this time it was much better. ”

The auspicious clouds have turned into white clouds, the golden light is no more, although the winter sun is not strong, but it is always possible to warm the hearts of the four small ones, the mountain stream resounded from time to time with a burst of screams, and fell down again, the cold in the stream is abnormal, they are careful to be careful, and they can't help but step on the air......

Time is like flowing water, a month passes in a blink of an eye, the mountain stream four hanging on the rattan of the two cliffs, standing three large and one small, at this time such as walking on the ground, and like floating clouds, swinging with the wind, he dances with both hands, practicing martial arts all the way, it can be seen that the division is out of a vein, but it is different.

A young man, waving his hand, saw that the killing was decisive, and the golden true qi crushed the floating clouds one by one, and the sword qi in his hand was full of ...... A young man's hands erupted with fiery red true qi, and white clouds were refined by the fire and turned into nothing...... A child, with his short fingers waving his hand, pointed to the fierce wind, pushing the clouds high...... The last boy was even more strange, he was surrounded by clouds, and as his hands were loose or spread, clenched or clenched, the periodic clouds gathered and dispersed at will.

An old man sat on the cliff, twisting his beard and smiling, he quietly looked at the four disciples he handed over, and the sense of accomplishment was self-evident.

It's really good, although they all learn the "cloud hand", but now they all have their own amazing skills, although they haven't beaten him, it's just that the time and merit are not enough, it's much better than sticking to the rules.

Yin Lao is in a very good mood now, his skills can be passed on to future generations, one method to pass on the four veins, one flower to open four leaves, and it can be regarded as a branch and leaf.

He looked at Ning Ze with some complications, for this seventh prince, he had mixed feelings, it was his credit to have three disciples, but he really didn't like it, and he bowed his head everywhere in front of him.

Ay...... sighed a lot, but this son has an excellent understanding, and even he can't understand the practice of the cloud hand, and he actually takes "royal and control" as the core...... It seems that there is still a French meaning...... It's impossible, the old man must have read it wrong.