On the quiet flower path, Zhang Xiaochuan followed Chen Yue's side, and after walking out for a while, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Senior Brother Chen, what do you mean when you say that their cultivation is false, is it too pretending?" Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Chen Yue is here to pretend to be a master, only in this way will the Feng family and the royal family not dare to act rashly. Although Zhang Xiaochuan is also a child of a family, he does not have any family habits, and he has a very good appetite, he thought about it and simply said: "The real cultivation is the spirit and spirit of the initiates. Only cultivating the 'true yuan' seems to be amazing, but in fact, it is strong on the outside and dry in the middle. ”

"Uh......" Zhang Xiaochuan looked bitter and said: "Senior brother, it is already great to be able to penetrate the meridians around the body within three years, where is there more time to cultivate other ......?"

Chen Yue smiled incomprehensibly and said no more. Zhang Xiaochuan saw it in his eyes, and his expression became more and more bitter.

The two stopped and walked around, and spent half a day visiting the "Wude Fang". Under Zhang Xiaochuan's careful introduction, Chen Yue also had a deeper understanding of the "Qingtian Temple".

Originally, the "Qingtian Temple", like the "Hanlin Academy", was an institution for the emperor to recruit talents. The two are one literary and one martial, defending the imperial power.

Later, the "Hanlin Academy" developed into the base camp of the civil bureaucracy, completely embedded in the bureaucratic system, and instead became a force restraining the imperial power. The "Qingtian Academy" has developed into a cultivation sect, with many masters in the sect, including generals with great martial arts and famous heroes.

Today, there are four to five hundred formal disciples in the "Qingtian Academy", including 12 gold medal teachers, 36 silver medal teachers, and 60 bronze medal teachers. The day-to-day affairs of the Martial Academy are presided over by a vice president, the teaching is led by a chief sect leader, and a great elder is responsible for law enforcement, all three of whom are "kings". Such a force is placed in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it is really a pillar of optimism.

Once a disciple is initiated, he or she can choose a teacher. Then the instructor will help him choose the exercises and guide the practice.

The façade of the twelve gold medal teachers is around the circular square, all of which are seven wide three-story attics, and the doors are resplendent and brilliant, with the momentum of the world. At this time, there was a long queue under the golden signboard, all waiting to see the gold medal teaching.

Zhang Xiaochuan introduced: "Students choose to teach, and students should also be selected for teaching. ”

Chen Yue walked leisurely and asked with a smile, "Then which one are you going to choose?" ”

"Zhang Xiaolong teaches ......" Zhang Xiaochuan smiled, his face slightly red.

As soon as Chen Yue heard this name, he knew that it was his brother. The two of them continued to wander around, and the outer part of the square was the façade of the silver medal training, all of which were five wide two-story buildings, and the doors were all open, although they were not splendid, they were also carved beams and paintings.

On the periphery, there is the façade of the bronze medal teaching, all of which are three wide huts, although not atmospheric enough, they are also exquisite and elegant. To Chen Yue's surprise, Zhang Xiaolong was only a "bronze medal teacher", and there was a signboard hanging at the door:

Internal strength: latent yuan gong

Qi Technique: Hidden Dragon Gang Qi

Routine: Gun

Zhang Xiaochuan hugged his fist at Chen Yue and said, "Zhang Xiaolong is my brother, do you want Senior Brother Chen to go in and have a cup of tea." ”

"You go first, I'll look elsewhere. Chen Yue smiled and continued to walk forward.

After looking at this circle, he can be regarded as having seen it. As far as the exercises are concerned, the foundation of the "Qingtian Temple" is definitely deeper than that of the "Water Moon Cave Heaven", and the slackness in my heart has gradually dissipated.

"Feng Mo, if I were you, I would have walked away with the plaque now, I don't know if anyone would choose you to be a teacher this year!"

Chen Yue raised his eyes and saw several people standing at the end of North Street, led by a brocade-robed man in prime age, with a proud expression and a lofty appearance. Behind him, the two of them carried a large bronze plaque with four big characters written on it, "Han Feng teaches and practice", and they came to grab the turf by looking at the posture.

They stood in front of a dilapidated shop at the end of the street, with a rusty bronze plaque on the lintel with silver hooks and iron scratches, which read "Feng Mo Jiaoxi". There is also a worn-out wooden sign at the door with the word "forging" written on it.

A cold snort immediately sounded in the door, and an old man with gray hair strode out with smoke and dust, and said angrily: "Han Feng, whether I leave or stay, it's not your turn to point fingers!"

"I'm also good for my brother. The brocade robe innocently said: "The sons and daughters came to the 'Qingtian Academy' to learn real skills, but you can only teach others to strike iron, and the grade of our 'Qingtian Academy' has been lowered by you." ”

Feng Mo said angrily: "It's not striking iron, it's casting swords!"

"Even if it's sword forgery, someone has to learn from you. Han Feng continued to persuade: "If you really wait until the dean drives you away, there will really be no place for your old face, senior brother." ”

"The registration is not over yet, how do you know that no one worships the old man as a teacher this year!" Feng Mo was furious, and his thin body trembled slightly.

"Isn't this obvious......" Han Feng spread his hands helplessly, looking even more innocent.

If you can't recruit students, you will be disqualified. When he came out like this today, he was really afraid that some disciple who didn't open his eyes would worship under this old man Feng.

Feng Mo was furious, and suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted, "You, are you willing to learn the ancient sword-forging technique with the old man." ”

Chen Yue looked left and right, and saw that he was indeed referring to himself, and couldn't help but be stunned. Han Feng's eyes were cold, he looked at Chen Yue and said with a smile: "Young man, spare your life." If you were to be my first apprentice, I could teach you a 'ground-level' qi technique for free. ”

Chen Yue stepped forward and said in surprise: "Could it be that learning the ancient sword forging technique is still life-threatening?"

"Hmph......" Han Feng coughed, and said with a straight face: "Senior Brother Feng's three disciples in a row were all sacrificed by him to ...... sword."

"Nonsense! They are shallow, they can't be cultivated, they seek death by themselves, what do they have to do with the old man!" Feng Mo was furious, pointed at Chen Yue and shouted: "The ancient swordsmanship has conquered the heavens and the earth, and it is a miraculous workmanship. Young people, seeing each other is fate, as long as you are willing to worship the old man as a teacher, the old man will teach you!"

"Young man, spare your life. Han Feng said earnestly: "That's what he said when he accepted a disciple. ”

Chen Yue listened to the phrase "Heaven and Earth Creation" in his heart, others may think that this was bragging, but he knew that there was really a kind of Heaven and Earth Creation Technique on the cultivation path, such as the "Holy Demon Technique" he cultivated...... After thinking about it, he looked at the old man and asked, "Can you show your work to the students?" ”

"Uh......" Old Feng Mo's face turned purple for a while, and Han Feng laughed: "It seems that young man, you are an understanding person, to tell you the truth, Old Man Feng has never forged a sword." ”

Chen Yue was interested, but said helplessly: "Seniors, the most admired by the younger generations are people with craftsmanship, but you also have to come up with some genuine goods." ”

Feng Mo looked at Chen Yue, his eyes revealing a little hesitation. As soon as Chen Yue saw this posture, he knew that he had goods in his stomach, but he looked more and more disappointed, and he was ready to leave as soon as he hugged his fists.

Han Feng smiled and greeted aloud: "Young man, worship me as a teacher, I will pass on a 'ground-level' qi technique to you." ”

"Thank you Han Feng for teaching, I went to get the disciple's regular clothes and came to you. Chen Yue laughed, turned around and left.

Feng Mo was in a hurry and shouted, "Wait!"

"What else does Feng Jiaoxi have to say? Chen Yue looked back in surprise, looking very surprised.

Feng Mo gritted his teeth and shouted, "Come with the old man!" and turned around and went back to the store.

Chen Yue was stunned, smiled at Han Feng and followed.

The house is two or three feet wide, and the furnishings are simple, and at first glance, there are no proud disciples who have been taught. There is a small courtyard with a square square of five zhang at the back of the house, and there are two iron platforms in the courtyard, a pond in one corner, and a small earthen furnace in the other corner, and the wall is full of coal and various ores. A rush of sword qi came to the surface, and Chen Yue saw several long swords inserted in the ore pile at a glance.

But to his surprise, the blade of the sword was rusty, and there were even gaps, and it looked like he couldn't even cut a piece of tofu.

He frowned, stepped forward and drew his long sword, and sure enough, they were all scrapped mortal iron sword blanks, and they were just imposing. However, it is rare to be able to make a piece of broken iron have such momentum.

Chen Yue was surprised: "Why haven't these sword blanks been cast?" ”

Feng Mo's face turned red and said bitterly: "I can't cast it yet...... Worship the old man as a teacher, and you will understand. ”

Chen Yue was even more surprised: "Then how did your first three disciples die?" ”

Feng Mo coughed lightly and said embarrassedly: "They are in a hurry to succeed and die by the sword......

Chen Yue had nothing to say, but Feng Mo said excitedly: "Young man, I see that your bones are strange, different from ordinary people, or you can understand the mystery in this." Worship me as a teacher, and I will pass on your sword-forging skills. In my lifetime, as long as you and I forge a sword, we will have endless money and beauties, how about it. ”

Chen Yue thought for a moment and bowed: "The disciple has seen the teacher. ”

"Okay!" Feng Mo was in high spirits, walked outside the door and laughed: "Han Feng, you can go back, the old man has a student again!"

Han Feng saw Chen Yue following behind with an imposing rusty sword, and said bitterly: "Young man, I see that you are a person who understands, why are you confused. ”

Chen Yue glanced at the broken sword in his hand, and said, "Old Feng's sword-forging technique is indeed unique. If you can learn it, you will benefit for life. ”

"That's what the first two guys said the same......" Han Feng sighed and said helplessly: "I knew that he was going to get into the trap, no matter how much he persuaded him, it was useless, let's go." He didn't look at Chen Yue anymore, and left angrily.

"Chaowen said, it is okay to die at night. How can a layman like him understand our feelings? Feng Mo pinched his beard and smiled disdainfully, and asked, "By the way, what's your name, and is there anyone else in the family?" ”

"Uh......" Chen Yue's scalp tingled for a while, and he sneered: "My name is Chen Xiaoqi, and I am an orphan." ”

Feng Mo became more and more satisfied, and said with a smile: "Good orphans, forging a sword is to be single-minded and unconcerned." ”

As soon as the words came out, he found that he was speechless, and said with a dry laugh: "That Xiao Chen, you come in and sit, I'll tell you the way of forging swords first." As he spoke, he began to make tea with his own hands.