Ma Chuan quickly descended the tower and walked towards the large cafeteria. He felt very hungry after the comparison with Qin Lin and Lu Ziming.

When I arrived at the big cafeteria, I didn't pay attention to the others, and after devouring a full meal, I walked to my residence.

After returning to the courtyard, Ma Chuan went directly into the room, closed the door, and began to sit cross-legged, he felt very confused in his heart, and kept thinking about the girl in white.

After Ma Chuanyi's chest, he appeared in the palace in his heart. found that the lifelike figure of the girl in white appeared in the sky in his heart, and in addition to the original fifteen transparent soldiers on the spiritual platform, the other fourteen soldiers were all soldiers of the three kingdoms of joy, desire, and love, and they were very messy.

These soldiers are all from the three kingdoms of joy, desire, and love, and there are still countless troops of these three kingdoms in Fangcun Mountain, you must know that since he sat down, the seven vassal states have rarely been in chaos.

Ma Chuan was so annoyed that he wanted to calm down these soldiers. As soon as he thought so, the fifteen transparent soldiers immediately obeyed the order and came to the front of the palace to form two teams.

The troops of the other vassal states on the altar did not listen to him, and they were still scurrying around.

The chaos of joy, love, and desire did not get better because of his thoughts.

There were fifteen soldiers who listened to the order, and Ma Chuan felt a lot more relieved, but he was annoyed to see the countless vassal troops scurrying around Fangcun Mountain, so he wanted to drive all these people down Cun Mountain.

As soon as he thought about this, the fifteen transparent soldiers immediately took action, but instead of driving away the troops of Fang Cun Mountain, they turned into fifteen white clouds, covering the figure of the girl in white in the sky.

After the girl's figure disappeared, the soldiers on Lingtai and Fangcun Mountain seemed to have lost their goal and gradually retreated.

The chaos of joy, love, and desire gradually returned to calm.

What made Ma Chuan helpless was that in the end, there were only fifteen transparent soldiers left on the altar, as well as one patriotic soldier.

But in this way, Ma Chuan felt that the whole world was quiet, and he didn't think about anything.

The next day, a glimmer of light appeared on the horizon. Ma Chuan woke up on time, practiced ghost boxing as usual, washed up, came to the big canteen, finished breakfast, and was about to fetch water, but the deacon who managed the canteen stopped him.

Ma Chuan insisted on going, and the deacon did not stop him. To his surprise, there were several formal disciples who were also going to fetch water, and there were familiar faces among them, and the other party looked very embarrassed.

These formal disciples didn't have a good attitude towards him yesterday, and he ignored them and walked towards the lake alone.

After picking the usual half, the deacon in the cafeteria said that it was enough, and Ma Chuan felt very unaccustomed to it, so he had to go back to practice boxing.

Back at his residence, someone was waiting for him, it was Wang Daoming.

Wang Daoming came in person for the purpose of apprenticing a month later. told Ma Chuan a lot of things to pay attention to, and told him what to prepare.

After Ma Chuan understood, Wang Daoming left satisfied.

Twenty days later, in a secret room in the village, the old man and Wang Daoming sat opposite each other.

"How's it going?" asked the old man.

"The owner, his identity does have a great background, but he is not an undercover agent. Wang Daoming took out a short sword.

"That's good, otherwise I'm really going to be angry with the old man. The old man's tone was a little excited.

"There are also major discoveries under the subordinates. Wang Daoming unsheathed the short sword and began to twist the hilt.

"It has something to do with this sword. The old man was thoughtful.

It was because of this sword that his subordinates successfully found out his origin. Please see that the hilt of this sword is empty, and when I went to the swordsmith in the village to check the forging technique, I found this letter. Wang Daoming took off the hilt of the sword and handed it to the old man, and at the same time took a piece of silk silk from his arms, with many handwritings on it.

The old man took the silk silk and looked at it, his face was first surprised, and then delighted: "This scabbard is really the drawing of the catapult?"

"Lord Zhuang, this scabbard does have a mystery. Wang Daoming slowly cut the python skin of the scabbard with the blade, and inside was a silk silk.

"Good, good, good!" The old man unfolded the silk silk, and a silk silk silk with a width of a foot and a length of five feet appeared on the table, with many drawings drawn on it.

"I didn't expect the catapult of Tianqiaomen to be so complicated to manufacture!" Wang Daoming looked at the dense drawings and said with emotion.

"Give it to the Artifact Hall, and make a catapult as soon as possible. The old man instructed: "There is still an apprenticeship ceremony in ten days, so don't be too public, everything is simple." ”

"My subordinates will do it. Wang Daoming put away the silk silk and walked out of the secret room.

......

The day of formal apprenticeship soon came, Ma Chuan put on a well-fitting green robe, and came to the main hall of the village in advance.

When the time came, Ma Chuan gave tea to the old man and kowtowed, so that he became a master and apprentice.

There were not many people present, except for a few important people in the village, no one else came.

Ma Chuan knew from this that the old man in Huajia was the owner of Longquan Villa, surnamed Liu, and his name was Zixuan.

The woman who can't tell her age is Shi Niang, named Lin Huanyue, who is also the masked woman she met in Lin Yuancheng at the beginning, and it is said that she is almost the same age as Liu Zixuan. But no matter how Ma Chuan looks at it, he thinks that this master is younger than his mother.

Ni Lihua, the senior sister, doesn't have a good face for Ma Chuan, but he is not angry either.

Although he became a personal disciple of the owner, Ma Chuan still lived in the original courtyard, and went to Liu Zixuan's residence for two hours every day to learn martial arts, and the rest of the time was free to move, but he used all of it to practice martial arts.

During this period, an incident happened, Lu Ziming was an undercover agent sent by the Candle Cloud Gang, but in the end he left Longquan Villa safely.

Hearing about this, Ma Chuan suddenly woke up to the fact that with his recent high-profile move, Longquan Villa would definitely go to check his details, his situation was very dangerous, and even affected his family. But it had happened, and he didn't panic too much, and made up his mind that he would never reveal the whereabouts of his family.

After a period of time, Ma Chuan found that Liu Zixuan had nothing unusual about him, and never asked him where he came from, which made him uneasy and full of doubts at the same time.

......

Spring goes to autumn, and a year flies by. There were already twenty-three transparent soldiers on the spiritual platform in Ma Chuan's heart, which was the result of his insistence on sitting cross-legged for a year and completing the goals he set on time every day. In the process of martial arts, in addition to the transparent soldiers on the mourning platform, there are always one or two soldiers who are happy, loving, and wanting to help on the mourning platform. Over time, these soldiers became transparent soldiers and remained on the altar.

Now Ma Chuan, not only has an amazing memory, but also has an increasingly intelligent mind, and can draw inferences from many questions and think very thoroughly. Martial arts moves are even more learned and understood, Liu Zixuan is more and more fond of him, and taught him the mastery of galloping nine swords.

"Chuan'er, how is the practice of galloping nine swords?" In Yajing's courtyard, Liu Zixuan sat at the stone table and asked.

"Master, the Nine Swords have been fully cultivated. Ma Chuan stood in the courtyard, holding a long sword.

"How is the internal skill practiced?" Liu Zixuan took a sip of the tea on the stone table and continued to ask.

"Master, this ....... "In the past year, Ma Chuan has learned martial arts moves very smoothly, but he can't practice qi in his internal skills.

"Go to the island in the middle of the lake to find your senior sister and ask her to come to see me. Liu Zixuan put down the teacup and stroked his beard.

"Disciple, let's go. Ma Chuan's mood is a little better.

"Go ahead. Liu Zixuan looked at Ma Chuan's distant back and sighed lightly.

According to Liu Zixuan's previous instructions, Ma Chuan came to an elegant water pavilion, opened the mechanism, and a passage appeared. A few steps into the lake, where several rafts stopped, and he landed on one of them.

There was an oar on the raft, and Ma Chuan took the oar and rowed outside, out of the water pavilion, and his vision broadened. It's closer to the island in the middle of the lake, on the other side of his fetch of water.

Ma Chuan was calmer this time, admiring the scenery while paddling forward, and found that there were fish swimming around in the clear water, exactly like the fish carved on the eaves of the tower.

As the distance approached, Ma Chuan found that the island in front of him was a steep mountain peak, with shady trees on it, and the scenery was picturesque, like a paradise.