As soon as he stepped out of the Yunhuamen's sphere of influence, the silent Zhou Xing said in a trembling voice, "Brother, there are all hypocrites in the Yunhuamen. It's really... it's really..."
Thinking that he has been locked in a dark prison these days, no one talks to him, and he can't see anything. Finally, the guard inside turned on the lamp, and what he saw was someone else being tortured. The scream was even more piercing and made him tremble.
That's not all, the torturer also said: "This old ancestor of Yuan Ying who was punished still has 5,000 knives left."
"Using virgins and virgins as medicine to induce alchemy, what kind of ancestor?" Another torturer snorted coldly, "This kind of person will be cheap for him when he dies."
I don't know if it was an illusion. Zhou Xing felt that when the two were talking, they glanced in his direction several times, intentionally or not. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to scold or make trouble. .
Outside people say that Yunhuamen has an easy-going personality, does not compete for competition, and is just a deceitful bullshit. Where is the way of punishment? Now as long as he closes his eyes, the image of the Nascent Soul cultivator being peeled off can appear in his mind.
"Shut up!" Zhou Cang said angrily, "Yunhuamen can save your life, I have been asking for it for hundreds of years. What do you think this place is, those second- and third-rate sects? This is the place. Yunhuamen, a major sect that has been passed down for many years, don’t think that Yunhuamen is really easy to bully when they often joke about some small things in Yunhuamen. If Yunhuamen is really so incompetent, can it be safe in the Lingyou world for so many years? ?!"
Zhou Xing was unwilling, and just wanted to talk about the torture of Yunhuamen, when he heard Zhou Cang say, "After you go back this time, you should retreat and practice well, you can't go anywhere without my permission. If this kind of thing happens again, I will I can't protect you."
"You are the sect master of the dignified Yuxiaomen, could it be..."
"It's not anymore." Zhou Cang said expressionlessly, "How can the Liuguang Sect allow a monk with a lax housekeeping to be the sect master?"
Although the Zhou brothers left, Song He, the peak master of the Glazed Light Sect, remained in Yunhuamen. Practitioners sometimes gather together to discuss the Tao to supplement their own deficiencies.
Yunhuamen is full of spiritual energy, a peaceful atmosphere, and many delicacies…
Song He stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the rolling clouds in the mountains, and let out a long sigh. Yunhuamen is a place that makes people not want to leave once they come. No wonder monks from outside often come to play in Yongcheng, and every major sect has to open shops in Yongcheng. People from this place really enjoy life too much.
If he wasn't a sword cultivator with a firm mind and ate all kinds of delicacies prepared by Yunhuamen every day, he would probably have the illusion that life is just like this to be comfortable. After several sighs, voices came from halfway up the mountain, thinking that it was the disciples of Yunhuamen who were practicing their homework.
"Senior brother, it turns out that I have to recite these things. I thought that as long as I practiced, I would understand it naturally."
"Who told you that as long as you cultivate, you can do anything?"
"… "
"Um?"
"I didn't mess around with the script." Kong Hou shook his head again and again, "I just ask casually, ask casually."
"The yin and yang of the heavens and the earth, the heavenly stems and the earthly branches, the stars and the mountains and rivers are all related to the calculation of words." Cheng Yi did not care about her, "The simpler life is, the easier it is to calculate, the more complicated people or things are, the easier it is to be affected by these. Although our Yunhuamen is not long in calculation, we must not be ignorant. Now that you have established the foundation, after taking you to the beginning of calculation, you can go to the Hall of Treasures to choose your own natal magic weapon, or choose the material that suits you. Build it yourself.”
"The terrain here is open and the spiritual energy is abundant. If you are a beginner, it is easier to develop a heart of understanding here." Cheng Yi glanced at the sky, "The weather has been bad these few days. When the weather is good, I will teach you to see the stars."
Song He didn't bother the brothers and sisters, and of course he didn't look at their teaching methods. Although there are many internal cultivation methods between the sect and the sect, many internal cultivation methods have been integrated and discussed with each other, but what should be respected should still be respected. . But who said that the disciples of Yunhuamen are all lazy, in his opinion they are still very diligent, how can it be so excessive
After listening for a long time, Song He was about to turn around and leave when he heard another male voice coming.
"Senior brother, sister and sister have been studying for so long. Let's eat something to rest first. Don't be in a hurry to take it slow. Children grow up with their bodies and use their brains too much. When they grow up, they will become ugly."
Song He paused at his feet, almost unable to believe his ears. It's just absurd, how long has it been learned, and you need a break? The disciples of the Glazed Light Sect, the first thing they do after getting up is to swing their swords three hundred times, so that they can barely call themselves lazy. What could be so tired just now
"Junior brother is right, Konghou, you should rest for a quarter of an hour."
Song He couldn't listen anymore, he was afraid that if he listened any more, he would point to the noses of these disciples and curse. Fortunately, he is an ancestor with cultivation and bearing. Knowing that other people's disciples can't be scolded, he can only endure this tone.
A good five-spirited genius seedling, what does it look like to be nurtured by Yunhuamen
With Songhe's cultivation base and Qi-gathering kung fu, the three brothers and sisters didn't even know that someone was standing on top of them just now.
After returning to the cave, Konghou took out his small notebook and wrote a few sentences neatly with a brush.
Lingyoujie five years on March 19, learning from the brothers, it was another happy day.
In the next few days, Konghou finally memorized the evolution of the hexagram and helped the second senior brother to calculate a small hexagram, saying that he would make a small fortune in the near future. A few days later, the second senior brother happily told her that he had dropped a purse containing five spirit stones.
When the brothers and sisters heard that Konghou was finally able to start divination, they all came to congratulate her, as if Konghou had accomplished a great thing.
Song He stood through the gate of the main hall, watching the direct disciples on the martial arts field in the distance huddled together, laughing at me and making trouble, and turning to look at Heng Yan's face, there was no emotional fluctuation, as if he had become accustomed to it.
Aware of Song He's eyes, Heng Yan smiled and said, "The disciples of the inferior sect are more lively, making Brother Songhe laugh."
"Where are you, the disciples of your faction... Smart and lively, very good, very good." Song He was a little surprised, these disciples in Yunhuamen, how good is the relationship
Even with the strict management of the Glazed Light Sect, there will be conflicts between direct disciples due to resource issues. Judging from the current situation of Yunhuamen, other direct disciples have good qualifications. They were originally the proud sons of the emperor in the sect, but now suddenly there is a Wulingen junior sister, and they have broken through the foundation in just four years. Other ideas
"I came to see the Sect Master today to say goodbye." Song He cupped his hands to Heng Yan, "This time, it was a crime of lax rule under our Liuguang Sect. Fortunately, the Sect Master was generous and didn't get hurt because of this. Our two factions have been in harmony for many years."
"Brother Songhe is serious." Heng Yan said, "How can you blame the noble faction for this, this matter is over, we don't need to mention it again. It's just why brother Songhe is so anxious, but I am not well entertained? I'll be able to entertain you in a few days."
"Your faction treats me very warmly, but it's just a lot of things. I've stayed for a few days, and I've already been busy." Song He shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and didn't say anything about Zhong Xi's unstable mood. He just said other things.
Heng Yan knew that he had decided to leave, and did not ask any further questions, so he had to leave him for lunch and personally take him outside the gate of the main hall of Yunhuamen.
"Sect Master Hengyan, please stay and leave."
"Walk slowly." Heng Yan returned the salute and watched Songhe leave on the flying sword.
Song He stepped on the flying sword at an extremely fast speed. When he saw someone flying towards him in front of him, he avoided him. As an elderly ancestor who had restrained his cultivation, he had never been very fond of following him. The young monk rushed in the air.
"I've seen senior." It was the young monk who flew in front of him and saluted.
This is not the Wuling root apprentice Wangtong, who was still in the martial arts field in the morning, why did he run out during lunch time
"Senior and nephew Konghou don't need to be polite." Song He saw that half of the words book appeared in the other's sleeve, which seemed to read "Xiu Xian Ji".
Noticing Songhe's eyes, Konghou lowered his head and stuffed the words into his sleeve.
Songhe: "… "
Konghou: "…"
I knew that I should put the words book in the storage bag, and this time I was humiliated and thrown in front of other sects.
"On the way to self-cultivation, you can't indulge in foreign objects." After all, Song He was reluctant to take such a good seedling and embark on a lazy and crooked path, so he decided to be a disgusting villain and said a few more words, "This book master Can you lend me a read?"
Konghou stretched out his hand to touch and touch his sleeve, resisting the strong reluctance in his heart, and handed the book to Song He, "Thank you for your teachings, Master Feng, please."
"Thank you, nephew, for the book, and farewell."
"Peak Master, walk slowly." Watching Songhe fly away like a streamer, Konghou breathed a sigh of relief and touched his sleeves happily. Fortunately, there was a book hidden inside, and the Peak Master didn't see it.
After Songhe returned to Liuguangzong and jumped off the flying sword, he heard someone ask, "Uncle, what is in your hand?"
Song He then remembered that he had just received a book from the little girl, and looked back at the pale nephew. He said, "I borrowed it from a little friend."
The person asking the question, his eyes fell on his hand, his long eyelashes trembled lightly: "So it is."