I don't know if Master and his old man have already figured out this situation. His potholes and broken dishes and rusted elders may be useful. Anyway, he seems to be prepared for this.
With his eyelids drooping, Master Mu Chun walked up to the stage, ignoring the dark tide surging below the four bear disciples, he said half-deadly, "This morning class, all the disciples come and recite the Qing Jing Sutra with me."
Qingjingjing is not a scripture of Changqingjingjing by Taishang Laojun, but an inexplicable car wheel talk. Maybe it was made up by the master himself, and the content is extremely unclear.
Probably to express tranquility, when Master Mu Chun recited this article, every word had to be dragged into two characters long, and if it dragged too long, he would inevitably lose his strength, so the endings of each sentence trembled in twists and turns. Like a crazy shrewd old man.
Cheng Qian listened for a while, only to feel a buzzing sound in his ears, which made him nervous - worried that the master would suffocate him to death.
Master recited it for the first time angrily. He slowly picked up the teacup in front of him to moisten his throat. Cheng Qian quickly patted his goosebumps off, waiting to hear his high-flying speeches, only to hear Master in despair. He said in a tingling voice, "Okay, read it again."
Cheng Qian: ""
Cheng Qian was patted on the shoulder unceremoniously.
The elder brother said, "Hey, kid, go over there and make room for me."
The big brother is the treasure of the town school. He wants a place, but Cheng Qian dares not not take it.
I saw Young Master Yan lift his eyelids, and the Taoist boy beside him immediately brought in a beautiful bamboo weave to lean on. I dozed off in the thunderous "quietness".
Cheng Qian observed it for a while, and found that his monster elder brother even had advantages—for example, he did not snore when sleeping.
Others have probably already gotten used to this, the senior brother dozed off blatantly, and the second senior brother had already hooked up with his freshly-baked junior brother Hua in a short period of time. At the same time, he did not give up on Cheng Qian. The wink that shot him indiscriminately in all directions.
Of the four people present, only Cheng Qian was tolerant towards Master. His tolerance and harshness were clearly distinguished, but they were all consistent and meticulous. Singing a one-man show, he sat on the spot as still as a mountain, and followed Master through the first day's "routine morning class" from beginning to end.
Li Yun saw that Cheng Qian didn't like to pay attention to him, and when he rolled his eyes, he made up his mind, and saw that he took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve like a thief, swayed it under Han Yuan's eyelids, and whispered: "You Know what this is?"
Han Yuan took it over and opened it, and was immediately top-heavy by the stench, and even Cheng Qian behind him was unfortunately affected.
Li Yun said proudly, "This is the golden clam water I made."
In the interval between chanting sutras with the master, Cheng Qian sneered at the same time: "Isn't this Jin Ha's foot wash?"
Han Yuan covered his nose and returned the "foot wash", endured the stench and asked, "What is it for?"
With a smile, Li Yun rolled the rice paper on his desk into a ball, and then dripped a few drops of water on it. The water quickly seeped into the rice paper, and the ball of paper turned into a real toad in the blink of an eye.
Birds and beasts all over the world do not play, play with toads, what kind of hobby is this
Cheng Qian suddenly understood why the senior brother was looking at the second senior brother with a piece of shit.
As soon as Li Yun raised his eyes to meet Cheng Qian's gaze, he immediately smirked and poked the toad on the table with a pole, pointed at Cheng Qian and said, "Go find him."
Hearing the words, the toad made a "quack" and ran towards Cheng Qian, and was caught by a thin hand in the middle of it - the master had slipped closer, and the toad was re-turned into a ball of paper in his hand.
"Let's talk to the other side," Mu Chunzhen sighed like he was reciting the scriptures, "Xiaoyun, you are a real weapon."
Li Yun stuck out his tongue.
The master said, "Since that's the case, come and lead the disciples to read the scriptures."
Li Yun had no choice but to hold the voice of singing in front of the eunuch's hall. It took nearly an hour to recite the short passage of the Qing Jing Sutra upside down more than ten times before the master finally stopped mercifully and let this long torture be brought to an end. a paragraph.
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Han Yuan whispered to Cheng Qian shiveringly, "If he continues to read it, I will urinate."
Cheng Qian sat upright and pretended not to know him.
Master Cai Yiyi, who had closed his eyes for more than an hour in front of him, said, "Yijing should have a move. The disciples and I came out of the pavilion—oh, Cheng Qian, I'll call you Senior Brother."
Cheng Qian, who had suffered an unpredictable disaster, was stunned when he heard the words, turned his head to look at the boy in white, stretched out a finger, and poked his shoulder like a fire, and at the same time thought a little frightened: "This is what Master made. I called you, get up and don't be a monster to me."
The eldest brother, who had slept upside down for two nights, was probably full of sleep and not acting as a demon. He opened his eyes and stared blankly at Cheng Qian for a while, then took a deep breath and got up, weakly. He waved his hand: "Understood, you go first."
Young Master Yan, who hadn't woken up, seemed to have a much better temper. The peach blossom eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and the gaze that looked at Cheng Qian softened a lot.
Then, Yan Zhengming asked softly, "By the way, what's your name?"
"Cheng Qian."
"Oh." Yan Zhengming nodded indifferently. Compared with the undisguised disgust he had when he looked at Li Yun, compared with his behavior of covering his face with a fan in front of Han Yuan, his treatment of Cheng Qian was almost right. Very polite.
"Oh", Yan Zhengming no longer cared about Cheng Qian, covered his mouth with his hands and yawned, then sat motionless where he was, waiting for the maid Xiao Yuer to comb his hair.
When Cheng Qian was full of people and demons, there was a time when he suspected that his big brother might be a pheasant with a colorful tail. Chickens, combing like this every day, must have been combed into bald tails and bare buttocks.
And the hair on the big brother's head is still sturdy, and has not turned into a feather duster, indicating that he may be some kind of animal that is even more incredible.
In the yard, a Taoist boy came over and presented the master with a wooden sword in both hands.
Immediately, Cheng Qian and Han Yuan were both shocked. They both grew up listening to the story of the immortals relying on the wind and the sword. Even though Cheng Qian was tortured by the sage book, he was still a little boy. Although he did not admit it, But deep down in his heart, he still yearns for the power of those legends that call clouds and rain.
The wooden sword is simple and simple, almost condensed with some kind of calm and heavy, in the hearts of the little boys, the alchemy, the mysterious scriptures, the calculation of the past and the present, and even the engraving of real charms. None of the various links is as attractive as the word "Yijian".
What is the calamity ascension
Compared with the Fourteen States of One Sword Frost and Cold, even the legendary soaring clouds and fog had to rank behind.
I saw the real Mu Chun waving his slender arms and legs, walking slowly to the middle of the small courtyard, like a wooden stick with clothes hanging on it.
Han Yuan asked the question that Cheng Qian wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to ask with anticipation: "Is Master going to teach us to practice swords? When can we get swords?"
Mu Chun: "No hurry, there is a wooden sword."
Said that, under the watchful eyes of his apprentices, he fluttered his two arms, set up a soft starter pose, and practiced one move at a time. - healthy body - ventilation - blood circulation - alive to - race immortal - "
Cheng Qian: ""
His budding dream of calling for wind and rain was just shattered in the "knife, light and sword shadow" of "Dong Qiang - Dong Dong Qiang".
Master's "excellent" swordsmanship quickly attracted a sparrow to land on the wooden stake beside him and stopped to watch.
This is really the quietest set of swordsmanship in the world. I saw the wooden sword passing by, as if there was nothing, not even a shred of wind. Even snails can climb to the top of trees.
Coupled with the ecstasy commentary of Master's "Strengthening the Body and the Immortals", the effect is very impressive.
I saw the master lifted his foot and took a step, then bent back and slashed out the wooden sword, tremblingly approaching the sparrow on the wooden stake.
The little sparrow was daring, staring at the incoming wooden sword with a pair of small black bean-like eyes.
Mu Chun boldly warned: "Don't let the little beast go, be careful that the wooden sword will hurt your life!"
With such a long sentence, the wooden sword in his hand was just handed to the sparrow's feet. The little sparrow heard this hideous warning, raised a leg without haste, took a step to the side, and passed the "Lei" of the Fuyao faction. Sword", calmly watching the gentle sword shadow drift away.
Han Yuan was already overjoyed, and Cheng Qian was also very difficult to understand. The martial arts he had seen at the entrance of the village were not as absurd as this wooden sword, but he did not laugh rashly, because he found that his brothers did not laugh either—if It is said that the senior brother is fixing his hair and it is inconvenient to lean forward and back together, then the second senior brother who loves toads has some reference value.
Li Yun, who couldn't sit still like a nail on his butt just now, not only didn't smile at this time, but his face that always seemed to have bad intentions actually showed a bit of concentration, and looked at the master's big jump with good eyes. .
Master thoroughly rehearsed the first form of the swinging wooden sword, and finally stopped at a golden rooster with his arms outstretched. Shaky said: "This is the first style of my swinging wooden sword, a journey of thousands of miles!"
It's a pity that he doesn't look like Dapeng spreading his wings, but rather like a rooster crowing.
Han Yuan covered his mouth and blushed.
This time, the master did not appease him, he raised his hand and patted the top of his head with a wooden sword - this action was much more agile than before.
Real Master Mu Chun said angrily, "What did I say to you? Shen Lian gathers his heart! Impetuous! What are you laughing at? It's ridiculous! Copy the Qing Jing Sutra five times at night, and bring it to me tomorrow."
Because Han Yuan didn't know how to read, even the steps to copy the door rules were delayed. Hearing that, he immediately sacrificed his death-free gold medal with a drooling face, and said shamelessly, "Master, I still don't know how to read."
Mu Chun said, "Take it down and follow the painting—Li Yun!"
The second brother took a step forward.
The master said: "You lead the juniors to practice the first form and the first form, and when I come back, I will guide you to the second form."
Cheng Qianxin said: "I heard that he learned the second style after more than a year of entry. Is it possible that he has practiced for a whole year to croak?"
Before he could sigh with surprise, Li Yun had already made his decision, holding a wooden sword and making a quick start, which really brought out a bit of smugness in a young man. Compared with the half-dead middle-aged and elderly master, this kind of spirit is of course. Can't be compared. The boy's name was like a green bamboo, his body was like a green bamboo, and he had a face that was not serious. The sound of the wooden sword in his hand was like a blowing wind, and the sword wind was everywhere, and there was an invincible sharpness.
That is the youthful spirit, unstoppable.
The calm little bird couldn't stand the shock, and immediately fluttered its wings and soared into the sky.
But before Cheng Qian and Han Yuan came back, they saw the second senior brother with a stern face, his anger sinking in his dantian, and he roared word by word: "Fuyao wooden swordsmanship! Fairy!"
In the blink of an eye, the young swordsman became a salesman of powerful pills.
But Li Yun didn't feel ashamed at all, howling this sentence, he turned around and made a face at his two stunned junior brothers.
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