Story of the Tall Lad Chapter 9

After figuring out this level of joints, Yan Zhengming knew that it was time for him to go down the mountain and travel.

Deep water and hot water can strengthen the body; joy and abandonment of hatred can strengthen the spirit.

Although the Fuyao Wooden Sword is an entry-level swordsmanship, it coincides with the ups and downs of a mortal's life. This cannot be achieved by working behind closed doors. He spends all day in the gentle countryside on Fuyao Mountain. He is afraid that if he is only one year old in a thousand years or ten thousand years, he will never be able to match that. The path of rolling red dust.

Not everyone can get this kind of enlightenment by chance and know where their bottleneck is. When ordinary practitioners encounter this kind of situation, they will naturally be ecstatic and swim against the current, waiting to break through the wall.

But is Master Yan an ordinary person?

The words "travel down the mountain" only flashed in his vase-like head for a moment, and then were drowned by all kinds of thoughts about sleeping in the mountains and the inconvenience of traveling.

When he mentioned going down the mountain, just thinking about how much luggage he had to carry, Yan Zhengming's head turned into two big ones, and all the lazy muscles in his body came out to rebel, hindering him from rushing forward.

"Traveling?" Finally, the young master thought with a broad mind, "Whoever wants to go can go, anyway, I won't go - the bottleneck is the bottleneck, don't worry about it."

Yan Zhengming made up his mind. He planned to ignore the awkwardness and unsmoothness in his sword skills. Anyway, he had memorized the sword moves, so he would consider that he had learned them all. He would ask his master to learn the fourth move tomorrow.

This senior brother, who had no ambitions and was just getting by, relaxed with peace of mind. He waved a few pebbles and helped his master knock down the fourth junior brother who had climbed up the tree and dug out the bird's nest with a wooden sword. His direction was precise and his strength was strong. appropriate.

Yan Zhengming looked at Ethan, who was lying on the ground and howling, and felt that he had made some progress in his kung fu and didn't need to be too serious about it.

After noon, the day's mutual torture between the master and the disciples finally ended.

Except for the eldest brother, everyone else went back to their respective courtyards, had a meal, rested, and studied individually in the afternoon--those who didn't want to study could play with the monkeys on the mountain.

Master Mu Chun gave all his disciples free rein, but asked them to abide by the sect rules and to be honest on the first and fifteenth day of every month and not to wander around in the mountains.

Only Yan Zhengming had to stay in the afternoon to continue facing his master's old face.

Seeing the Taoist boys bringing in the wood and carving knives one after another, Li Jun explained to his two new junior brothers: "That's the talisman. The talisman is divided into bright talisman and dark talisman. The bright talisman is carved on something." Yes, the most common one is wood. If you are a master, gold and stone can also be used as materials. Dark talismans are much more powerful. Water, air, and even thoughts can be turned into talismans---but those are all legends. No one has seen it before, I guess it would take someone very powerful to do it."

Liam pretended not to be curious, but in fact his ears were pricked up.

After all, talismans are the foundation of immortal weapons, and immortal weapons are the most intuitive impression ordinary people have of cultivating immortals.

Ethan approached him familiarly and asked, "Second senior brother, what is almighty?"

Li Yun grinned at him and said, "Who in the world dares to claim to be 'capable'? The truly powerful ones have already ascended to heaven."

Ethan didn't have a good impression of his elder brother, but he also knew that he couldn't offend him. Besides, the little beggar was not as shameless as Liam, and he didn't remember grudges well. A pack of pine nut candies was enough to make him laugh away his grudges.

He looked at Yan Zhengming's free and carefree back with a little envy, and asked Li Jun nonchalantly: "Senior brother, when can we learn to carve that?"

"We can't learn it," Li Jun waved his hands and said with pretense of regret, "To learn spells, you must first have the sense of Qi. Don't ask me what Qi sense is. I don't know either, but the master said It's a mysterious feeling that can communicate with heaven and earth... Master, you will understand later. Don't pay too much attention to what he says, otherwise you won't understand. "

Li Jun has thin lips, and the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned. Even when he is not smiling, he is smiling, and when he is smiling, he is even less good-looking. When he said this, he deliberately paused for a moment, and then frowned in a pretentious manner: "But someone Some people who can't feel Qi throughout their lives are because of poor qualifications, and some are just bad luck. "

Ethan's expression tightened upon hearing this, and he straightened his back unconsciously: "That's such a pity."

"Of course it's a pity," Li Yun said, "Without the sense of Qi, no matter how well we practice this wooden sword, it will only strengthen the body and not be of much use."

At first, Liam didn't take Li Yun's words to heart, because he had already decided that Yan Zhengming was a useless person. Yan Zhengming was able to make a name for himself in seven or eight years, and if he was even worse than a useless person, he might as well give up the idea of   seeking immortality and go back to farming and doing small business.

But when Li Jun said this, Liam could hear the hint and hook in his words.

Liam turned back to meet Li Jun's eyes and spoke slowly: "I heard what Second Senior Brother meant. How come he seems to know some way to awaken the Qi sense?"

Li Jun smiled at him, his eyebrows and eyes curved, like a pair of black and white hooks, looking at Liam meaningfully, just looking, but not talking to him.

Liam didn't take the bait and said indifferently: "Oh, that's great. I wish senior brother to get what he wants as soon as possible."

If there really was such a way to train the Qi, how could Li Yun not do it after a year of learning? It was obvious that he had some bad intentions and wanted to find a scapegoat to test the law himself.

This little brat is so mean-spirited that Li Jun's hooked eyes twitched.

Ethan, however, couldn't sit still. Hearing this, he immediately asked: "What? What method?"

Li Jun then gave up on Liam and turned around to tell Ethan a secret: "You can't say it's against the rules."

He said "I can't say", but his tone was "come and ask".

Li Jun dug a big hole in front of him, and Ethan cooperated very well, stepping into it without saying a word.

Ethan seemed to have formed a sworn relationship with his newly acquainted second senior brother in the great change just now. He kept asking questions, but Li Jun was "unable to escape" and "could not escape in every possible way", and finally whispered: "I see I wrote a book about the scenery of our Fuyao Mountain. It is said that there is a big demon at the foot of the mountain, and on the night of the new moon of every month - which is the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month - the demon's aura is strong. Echoing the phases of the moon, the fresh and turbid air in the mountains are stirring in the caves. At this time, in the caves on the back mountain, even ordinary people can feel the air. "

Li Jun's voice changed: "Of course, our head master has an order that all disciples are prohibited from leaving the hospital on the first and fifteenth day of every month. The cave is a forbidden place and cannot be entered."

Ethan listened thoughtfully.

Li Jun pretended to persuade: "Junior brothers have just started, and they may not have started to recite the sect rules seven or seventy-nine times, right? It is clearly written in it. If you have such good qualifications as this young junior brother, you must do it." If you practice step by step, one day you will be able to feel energetic, and you won't have to worry about taking shortcuts and violating sect rules all day long, right, third junior brother? "

Liam replied with a smile, "Second Senior Brother is right."

Li Jun: ...

Li Jun looked at Liam from top to bottom. His third junior brother, who didn't like to talk much, seemed to have not reached the age of growth. He was thin and small. No one could see his face when he lowered his head.

Li Jun was a little confused for a while. Are these three junior brothers young, timid, and not good at talking, or are they too pretentious in what they should be growing up?

Liam's words of agreement made him feel a little awkward. Li Yun forced a smile and said, "Third Junior Brother is really well-behaved."

Not far away, Yan Zhengming took a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus and sour plum soup handed over by the Taoist boy. He looked up and happened to see this scene. He had always felt that this kid Li Jun had evil intentions. When he grinned, he saw from the eyes of the second junior brother I saw a pair of ghost fetuses.

Yan Zhengming suddenly had an impulse, turned his head and said to the Taoist boy next to him: "You called that little one...that shortest kid, I forgot again, what is his name?"

The Taoist boy replied fearfully: "That's Third Master Uncle Liam."

"Ah, just him," Yan Zhengming nodded, "ask him to wait for me for a while, and when I finish practicing the spell, he will tell me that Master asked me to teach him swordsmanship."

"He didn't say a word when I asked him to give instructions. Now he is playing the role of being a teacher again." Master Mu Chun thought slowly after hearing this, but he raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Zhengming, and did not speak to reveal it---The young master was quite lonely growing up on such a huge mountain. It was rare for him to have a child to accompany him.

The Taoist boy trotted forward to deliver the message. Liam listened without commenting, but thought that the elder brother might have taken the wrong medicine.

But Ethan muttered reluctantly: "I want to go to your place to play soon."

Liam glanced at him and thought, "You'd better let your second senior brother play with you."

With such sarcasm in mind, he said goodbye to Li Jun and Ethan as if nothing had happened, and waited quietly aside - of course not to wait for Young Master Yan, who did not know whether he was a senior brother or a senior sister. Liam was actually right. The so-called "talisman" is full of curiosity.

Unfortunately, he soon discovered that the mystery of the talisman was incomprehensible to people without a sense of Qi. At least in his opinion, the senior brother did nothing all afternoon. He just held the magic spell under the eyes of the master. The knife carved vertical passages into the wood.

The only gain from this trip was to see the stern side of Master.

As expected, the senior brother was an embroidered pillow. After just sitting on it for a moment, nails seemed to have grown out of his B*tt0cks. He swayed left and right, and at the same time directed the surrounding children and maids around.

One moment he thought his bun was too tight and wanted to comb it again; another moment he felt sweaty and wanted to go back and change clothes; another moment he wanted to go out for a wedding; another moment he wanted to drink water... The water was brought, but he didn't mind it being cold. , I just find it too hot to drink, I find this too annoying, I just can’t sit still.

He often had to be distracted, often looked around, often cursed at Li Yun and Muchun, and occasionally hummed a piece of music newly composed by the maids in his mind. Anyway, his mind was not on carving wood at all.

Although Liam didn't understand what was so good about carving wood, he still looked down on his elder brother's behavior and thought: "A lazy donkey trying to get on the millstone."

Master Mu Chun had known that his incompetent disciple would make such a fuss, so he placed an hourglass on Yan Zhengming's desk. The hourglass is a delicate fairy instrument. It only takes half an hour to drain all the water. After completing Yan Zhengming's exercises, it will be enough. It's over, but as soon as he loses his mind, the sand will immediately freeze, and the hourglass of half an hour can drag him until dark.

Yan Zhengming originally thought that in terms of "muddle along", the two of them, the master and the disciple, could be a pair of close friends, but every time it came time to practice spells, the master was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic and became a little unreasonable.

Muchun Zhenren said that he actually entered Taoism with a sword. Most of those who entered Taoism with swords were determined, but there were exceptions, such as Master Yan, so they had to be forged twice as hard to prevent them from becoming useless.

Liam looked aside for a while, feeling that it was of no use to him, so he withdrew his gaze and quietly asked the Taoist boy next to him for pen and paper. He then started to do his homework for the day - first write down the sect rules silently. , and then silently recited the "Qing Jing Sutra" that Master recited in the morning.

Seeing this, Mu Chun's stern expression finally softened a little, and he waved at him: "Liam, come over here, you are in the dark."

Yan Zhengming frowned and looked up into his master's triangular eyes.

Is there any backlight somewhere in the middle of the day? This is clearly Master trying to give him a good look, showing him that he is not as practical as this little kid.

Yan Zhengming tilted his head to glance at Liam's calligraphy, and for a moment he forgot that he was the one who wanted to keep him, and said unreasonably and angrily: "A dog's paw can do a neater job than this."

After all, Liam was young and his city was limited. When he heard this, he retorted without raising his head: "Thank you, senior brother, for teaching me. It's useless no matter how neatly you press the dog's paws, because that beast can't sit still at all."

After saying that, he cast a pointed glance at the hourglass, and Yan Zhengming discovered to his dismay that the Dmn hourglass had indeed stopped again.