Mangdang Mountain, a famous mountain in Daxia since ancient times, stretches for hundreds of miles, thousands of peaks and ravines, and pines abound. The most extraordinary thing is the turbulent waves, the clouds and rain, and the unpredictable sea of clouds. Standing on a high place, the wind and clouds are surging, the mighty and mighty, rushing like a tide and the white waves are empty, like thousands of troops, the gods are energetic, as if they are stepping on the clouds, wandering between the whole heaven and earth.

In this deep mountain, there is an elegant courtyard, there is no magnificent inscription, no majestic building, no huge stone lion watchman, but in this sea of clouds, the first fog is shrouded, adding a bit of mystery, just like the existence of a fairy mansion.

"Creaking" the door opened, and Huang Yi walked out of the courtyard gate. He has been in this mountain for eight years, and he seems to be indifferent to the beautiful scenery in front of him, silently picking up the broom in his hand and sweeping the floor. Although it had just passed the beginning of autumn and the morning in the mountains felt a little chilly, Huang Yi was still just a single coat, and his thin body burst out of arrogance, not afraid of the cold at all.

"I don't know when Shizun will come back," Huang Yi said to himself. After sweeping, he silently walked into the courtyard door and entered his own hut, the furnishings in the house were simple, but everything was available, Huang Yi sat at the desk, and picked up the book that he had read countless times and flipped through it, the book did not know how many years had passed, but there was still no trace of yellowing and wrinkles, and the whole book contained a fierce atmosphere.

"The person who wrote this book is called the god of the army, there is no title, but the three words "written by the god of the army" are written in scribbled handwriting, but every time I read it, I have a different experience, combat, defense, transfer, mobilization have unique features, and I don't know why the master asked me to read this book before leaving, the whole mountain is just me and the master, and I am alone when the master leaves, what is the use of the book of leading the soldiers to fight?

Huang Yi originally belonged to the famous family of Great Xia, his grandfather gave him the title of Shenwei Marquis, and his father gave him the title of Marquis of Weiwu, he was the supreme commander of the four southern provinces of the Great Xia Empire, and he was also the fourth young master of the family. When he was eight years old, an old man walked by the door, saw the purple qi in the house, and stood at the door for three days and three nights. After Huang Yi's father heard this, he hurriedly recruited him, and the old man told Huang Yi's father: The world will belong to the people of the world, the Huang family is prosperous, and he is a very powerful minister, and he is powerful in the world. In particular, the four sons of the house are the pillars of the house, and I implore them to take away eight years of practice, and then they will return to their side to make contributions and become famous all over the world. After thinking about it, Huang's father decided to agree to the old man. Subsequently, the young Huang Yi was taken to this deep mountain to practice, three days of martial arts, one day of war, one day to listen to the master talk about the outside world, and so on, unconsciously eight years have passed.

Today's Huang Yi is already a congenital master at the peak according to secular parlance, and his martial arts are endless, but in general, he is divided into acquired and congenital masters. The acquired practice of skin, flesh, muscles, bones and blood, the so-called people to seventy years of rare, the day after tomorrow peak martial arts to one hundred and ten years old can still put a 500-pound sledgehammer to make the smell of feng shui, longevity two jiazi, and then the blood decay away. The congenital master mainly practices qi, jumps dozens of zhang in the air, cuts off the river and intercepts a stick of incense, and the qi declines after Sanjiazi, so there is a saying that "the acquired level also practices qi, and Shouyuan breaks through the triple heaven", which is about the acquired high is also the threshold of touching the qi, but after all, just touched, only Xiaocheng can enter the congenital life of Sanjiazi, the secular masters are acquired, and the people who return to the hermit are rarely congenital, so the broken river interception and a leap over the Lancang River are only the existence of legends.

The acquired is divided into: skin, meat, easy tendons, bone forging, boiling blood, and then you can feel the righteousness of heaven and earth, breathe into the new, nourish the essence, qi, and spirit, that is, touch the threshold of practicing qi, and step into the innate realm Innate is divided into: the first to enter the congenital, the congenital small success, the congenital great success, the congenital peak. Ordinary people have no exercises suitable for themselves, and they can only wander in the stage of skin training and meat training for the rest of their lives. Of course, there are also talented geniuses, people with great luck, and great opportunities can reach a higher level.

Strong physique, 100 catties of strength, is for the cultivation of the skin; the strength of the body is significantly improved, the fist will soar, the strength of 200 catties is for the training of the flesh realm; to stimulate defense, the stick smashes no response, the force of 300 catties is for the easy tendon realm; the bones of the whole body are hard, such as iron and steel, fighting lions and tigers, easy as a backhand, wearing heavy armor and walking like flying, the strength of 400 catties is for forging bones; invulnerable, running endurance far exceeds the horsepower of 500 catties is the realm of boiling blood; feeling the existence of the righteous qi of heaven and earth can guide the breath, and cutting off the river is a higher realm of qi training.

Huang Yi has been gifted since he was a child, and at the age of eight, he followed a good teacher, practiced hard for eight years, and finally stepped into the innate realm. When he was young, he practiced martial arts all day long, and he felt novelty about things outside, but the master did not allow him to go out of the mountain gate, and told Huang Yi before Huang Yi reached the congenital and went out: After the congenital study, he can go out of the mountain after half a year. Today is just the last day of half a load, so Huang Yi is looking forward to today's day.

The mountains are densely wooded, the peaks are high and steep, and the clouds are swirling in the morning, and the small courtyard is also extremely gloomy. In an instant, the sky cracked, and the sun shone brightly, shining on the small courtyard as if a god had descended. A white light burst into the small courtyard, and after the light stood an old man in white robe who looked to be over eighty years old, but still had a childish face and a fairy style and arrogant bones

"Master is back," Huang Yi immediately put down the books in his hand and rushed out

"Apprentice to meet the master" Huang Yi hurriedly went out to salute, looking at the master who had not been seen for half a year and now returned, he didn't know how sweet his psychology was. The master didn't know who his surname was, he only knew that he had accepted two disciples, both of whom were Huang Yi's senior brother and second senior brother, and now he had already gone out of the mountain to seek a higher way of heaven, and occasionally came back to see the master and told Huang Yi about the excitement outside by the way, which added to the desire of the young Huang Yi to go out.

The old man looked at the youngest disciple with a loving face, and no one had ever put in such a huge effort in the eight years he had personally taught him. "Yi'er, tell me about the teacher, I haven't seen you for half a year, how is the cultivation of the Qiankun Jue?

People who practice martial arts all over the world have their own exercises, and there are strong and weak, high and low. There are three kinds of heaven, earth, and man, and each of them is divided into low, medium, and high; High-level exercises can enable cultivators to step onto a higher level, otherwise, they would not know how long it would take to reach the Yijin realm by relying on their own comprehension. The exercises practiced by Huang Yi are called Qiankun Jue, which are divided into nine layers, and have now reached the third level of scorching perfection, which is enough to be proud of the world.

"Master, you are not here, the disciple is more diligent in contact, martial arts and the art of war have been successful, master, please see"

Then a powerful aura burst out of his body, and the spotless ground that had just been swept on the ground trembled slightly, and the old man who looked at it looked satisfied, and his strength was released, as the sun was in the sky, it was the realism of the third layer of the scorching realm of Qiankun Jue. "Good, good, good" The old man touched his beard and said three in a row. Subsequently, the pair entered the main house in the cold and warm.

The main house is usually a place for the old man to meditate and practice, futons, desks, bookshelves are simple and clean, and the candlestick is lit with a pillar of Mingshen incense to relieve fatigue and nourish qi. After half an hour, the old man sat cross-legged on the futon and opened his eyes, and said to Huang Yi, who was standing beside him: Yi'er, how long have you been practicing with your teacher?"

"Venerable Venerable, it has been eight years until now"

"It's been eight years!Yi'er, you are talented and intelligent, the realm of martial arts has now reached a bottleneck, and if you want to take a step further, in addition to studying hard, you also need to understand!"

"What is a feeling?"

"In the past, there were people who sat in the barren sand dunes for decades and became enlightened in one day, and then there were safflower real people who went through hardships, and lovers eventually became married. No matter suffering, affection or other perceptions, you can become the foundation of enlightenment!"

"Enlightenment, master, what is the Tao, the disciple is now in the innate realm, is it the Tao?"

The two are not the same, and the Tao needs to be comprehended by oneself. If the people are struggling to make a living today, it is a good time for you to go down the mountain to find the Dao Heart."

"The world is in chaos, master, you are so powerful that you can't save the world?"

"Hehe, master, I'm not in this day, naturally I won't break the rules of this day, you have studied art for eight years, and it's enough in the world"

"The apprentice doesn't want to leave the master," Huang Yi pouted and said,

"A good man is determined in all directions, what is the so-called thing for us to cultivate, is to save the common people, the world is stable, and to save the people from fire and water. What's more, if you don't see through the mortal dust, how can you cut off the troubled thread, only by seeing through the mortal dust can you cut off the troubled thread, and the road will go further"

"I'm going to rescue, but I don't have anything else to do except martial arts?"

"Then you start with martial arts, gradually understand the common people, rescue the common people, and see if you can obtain your Dao heart"

"Martial arts begin?" Huang Yi couldn't understand for a while, but he still agreed

Although he has been thinking about going out of the mountain, but when he came to the master's mouth, Huang Yi was reluctant to say it, the old man saw Huang Yi's reluctance, and said solemnly: You have been away from your parents for many years, and you should also take a look at your parents and family, and the master will also go to a farther place for a period of time, will you be alone in the mountains again in the future? .

Father, mother, Huang Yi vaguely saw in his eyes that when the master took him away, his father's sighs, his mother's tears, and the reluctance of his relatives at home, no longer made a sound, and after being silent for a long time, he made up his mind to kneel down and say, "The apprentice obeys the master's orders"

"Yi'er, you have been practicing for the teacher for eight years, and now you are going down the mountain to give you three treasures for the teacher, secular people, people are unpredictable, some people hide knives in their smiles, some people have candied fruits, and they can do whatever it takes for the sake of profit. You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people. ”

The old man took out a bottle of pocket jade gourd, "This is 'Qiongyu liquid', the first treasure given to you by the teacher." Even if a person just dies and drinks a drop can bring the dead back to life, ordinary people can prolong their life by drinking a drop, there are a total of five drops in it, use it carefully. ”

Huang Yi took the gourd, thinking excitedly: With this, wouldn't he have five more lives?

"This is the second magic weapon Qiankun bag given to you by the teacher, this is a long way away, you have not yet opened the valley, it can become a piece of space of its own to store some dry food, clothing, weapons, books, and can also be used as a recuperation place for mounts and rare beasts, it will be of great use in the future!

I took a small red cloth bag in the master's hand, which was less than the size of a palm, and there was space in it. Don't hesitate to drip a drop of blood directly, "Qi" really has a lot in the bag, the master has already prepared dry food, fruits, clothes and books for himself,

"The third magic weapon given to you by the teacher is outside the door, that is, the little white tiger that you have been with for many years, the origin of this tiger you don't know now, it will be a big help for you in the future, treat it well, this out of the mountain gate can go out of the mountain with the white tiger, usually don't expose the white tiger too much, from the peeps of the villains, the Qiankun bag is free to have its own space for it to grow"

"Little White Tiger? is the little white who used to get along and play together day and night, steal my wild fruits, and be ridden by me? I have long guessed that this tiger is not ordinary, I haven't grown up much for so many years, according to the year, the normal white tiger should be a majestic giant tiger in eight years, this little white is still only half a person tall, and sometimes can breathe out frost and cold, the master really feels more and more incredible when he says this."

"Apprentice thank you, master, master, when will I see you after I go out?"

Huang Yi thought of leaving the master he got along with day and night, and he was reluctant, and his eyes were suddenly full of tears

"Hey, this is the jade for the teacher, crush this stone in times of crisis, you can contact the teacher, we and other cultivators, although they are not ruthless, but don't be too nostalgic, concentrate on cultivation and strive to embark on a higher road is the right way.

"Farewell to the master" said, Huang Yi knelt down and kowtowed respectfully three times, returned to his house to pack his luggage, and knelt respectfully in front of the master's house, and slowly left

The sky outside is gradually improving, when, outside the door, there is a white tiger who has been lazy, drooping his ears, looking at the sun, but today the little white tiger seems to be majestic and strong, Huang Yi walked out of the yard, looked at the familiar white tiger and patted the little white tiger's back: "Xiaobai, let's go, leave the master, and go on your own."

The white tiger who "roared" spiritually seemed to understand, and a roar shook the birds in the mountains and forests, and the leaves fell. flew up, stepped on the back of the white tiger, and then rushed towards the valley, "Farewell master, farewell to the small courtyard in the mountains, I will definitely come to see you in the future"

I have been running in this overlapping and rolling mountain for a long time. When thirsty, spring water quenches thirst, and when hungry, wild fruits are picked to satisfy hunger. Xiaobai was also tireless, I don't know how long I ran, and finally I ran and ran, the mountain shadow became smaller and smaller, surrounded by rice fields, rural areas, cooking smoke, and unconsciously came to a small village

"It's such a beautiful scenery," Huang Yi said with emotion, the field was in sight, the forest was listening, and on the other side of the field, this unknown village sat like an old lady, putting everything that appeared and felt in the field into her pocket, and the golden wheat seedlings were like a sea as far as the eye could see, surging with the wind. Huang Yi was fascinated by it.

"Murderous, someone is fighting" Huang Yi came back to his senses and felt that there were suddenly more bursts of blood in the air, coming from the village, and hurriedly patting Xiaobai and running away. Blood is everywhere, blood is flowing like a river, corpses are everywhere, a group of black-armored knights are killing, the old and the young are all falling in a pool of blood, seeing that scene, Huang Yi was stunned, although he has peerless martial arts, but he has never really seen killing, usually he uses mountains and trees as sparring partners.

The black-armored knights are powerful, this steel body and black armor are at least fifty catties, and with a steel spear, nearly a hundred catties have no reaction on the body, at least they are masters above the meat realm, and the horses they ride are also larger than the average family, the whole body is black, there is not a single miscellaneous hair, it is obviously a Western Regions variety, and it is equipped with steel armor and steel helmets. The black-armored soldiers were on horseback, like gods in heaven and earth

"Stop" Huang Yi, who clenched his fists, couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately jumped off Xiaobai's body and roared angrily

"My lord, there's another living mouth here."

"All Deaths"