A bright moon is reflected in the well.
In Yanshangdu, next to the well of Xianfuzong, Zhang Yi was resting slowly, rubbing his swollen and sore right shoulder.
Carrying water is not difficult for a practitioner like him, but the roads in some places in Xianfuzong are too different from the roads outside. Carrying water in those places is easier than carrying water on mountain roads for ordinary people outside. Much harder.
"Why aren't you sad?"
A familiar voice came to his ears, and he knew it was Su Qin.
He turned around slowly and looked at Su Qin who was walking in the night, feeling a little puzzled.
Su Qin looked at him coldly, stood still at the other end of the well, and then repeated: "Why are you not sad?"
Zhang Yi was a little stunned, but out of courtesy, he still responded, "Why should I be sad?"
"You are also the best in Baiyang Cave, and you are the most favored by the teachers. You also got the opportunity to study in the Minshan Sword Sect in the Minshan Sword Club. You are also outstanding in the entire Changling, but here, you are It’s the non-flow of non-flow. Just this month, you were fined to carry water seven times.”
Su Qin laughed slightly and continued: "The people who started with you, at worst, all entered the third hall, but you didn't even understand the meaning of the first hall, so don't tell me that you are not sad."
Zhang Yi finally understood, but his gentle face didn't change much, but he was convinced that Su Qin still couldn't understand him.
He is very polite, but for a person like Su Qin who has never been able to understand himself, he knows that it is useless to talk more, so he keeps silent.
Sometimes people like him are just gentle silence, which in the eyes of some people is contempt and resistance.
Su Qin looked at him, frowning slowly.
"Look at this talisman."
He said slowly to Zhang Yi: "This is one of the thirty top talismans of the Immortal Talisman Sect."
After saying this, his left hand moved slightly.
A few clicks came from the wooden bucket beside Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi glanced at the bucket, and then turned to look at Su Qin's left hand. He was shocked and his face turned pale.
The water in the bucket beside him remained motionless, but several cracks appeared on the wooden bucket, and water slowly flowed out from it.
Su Qin's left hand was still twisted weirdly, and it was still a useless hand that could never hold a sword again in this life, but Zhang Yi clearly felt that the talisman came from his left hand.
Looking at Zhang Yi's pale face, Su Qin smiled happily, "The stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade. The twisted flesh and meridians can no longer be used with swords, but they can be used to cast out of the ordinary symbols. Can you Do you understand the feelings of the dark willows and bright flowers?"
"Congratulations." Zhang Yi said.
He no longer likes Su Qin, even though the other party was once his respected junior, but his congratulations are still very sincere, because what he thinks is that if Su Qin gets a blessing in disguise, this useless hand can make him perform better. If he has a powerful Fu Yi, then he will have much less hatred for his beloved junior brother.
It's just that he is still too kind and doesn't know people like Su Qin enough.
Su Qin listened to his congratulations, his smile gradually disappeared, and finally turned into a cold sarcasm.
"Now there is only this bucket in the Immortal Talisman Sect. When you carry it up the mountain, half of the water will leak. So you will carry twice as much water as before."
"Even if you keep picking from now on, you still have to pick until midnight and the moon reaches mid-heaven. You will lose your energy for the early test tomorrow, and you probably won't pass it... Next you have to continue to carry water."
"You said that you are not sad. But I have been struggling with these two buckets of water and these mountain roads, but I don't believe that you are not sad."
After saying these words sarcastically, Su Qin turned and left without looking back.
Zhang Yi still can't understand Su Qin.
But he did not go to the teacher to complain about it.
He felt that it was pointless to go to the teacher of Xianfuzong to argue about such a matter in order to fetch more water.
It's just that the time will be correspondingly cramped a lot.
So he stopped resting and continued to carry water.
The clear well water continuously permeated and dripped along the cracks of the wooden barrels, and fell on the mossy mountain road.
Su Qin is right.
The moon was in the middle of the sky, and he hadn't finished carrying the water yet.
Both of his shoulders were already red and swollen, and they were swollen high. Not to mention the pole, even the touch of the clothes and the weight of the clothes made him feel painful.
His steps are getting heavier and heavier.
It was so heavy that it shook off some dry moss on the mountain road.
The water droplets on the wooden barrel and the sweat from his body kept dripping, soaking many dry places on the mountain road.
He is still holding on.
The countenance is mild without impatience.
But suddenly, his eyes were filled with shock.
He saw many strange silver rays.
The silver light was very faint, and it came from the dozens of stone steps on the mountain path that made it difficult for him to walk.
These faint silver lights emanated from the place where the dry moss fell off, and the silver light of each stone step finally formed a mysterious character in his eyes.
It is still difficult for him to understand the specific meaning of these characters.
Because he couldn't understand it deeply, what he looked at was only the most superficial shapes of these characters.
Looking at the shapes of these characters, the true energy in his body suppressed by the strange power emanating from these stone steps seems to circulate in his body naturally following the shapes of these characters, forming a strange cycle.
The true essence in his body began to flow slowly.
Under the confinement of a power that was several times stronger than him, his true energy began to flow.
As long as the true essence can flow, it can be used.
The water he carried on his shoulders began to lose strength under the support of his true energy.
Then Zhang Yi stopped breathing, feeling more and more shocked.
The characters formed by the silver light emanating from these stone steps obviously form a practice of true essence circulation.
And with the strength of these steps, he could feel that although his true essence was flowing slowly, it was grinding through many places in his body like a grinder, causing some qualitative changes in his body.
This True Yuan Kung Fu is many times stronger than the True Yuan Kung Fu he practiced in Baiyang Cave.
His footsteps could not help but stop.
The moon is over.
The silver light on the stone steps began to fade, and it looked as if the characters had never existed.
Zhang Yi began to understand that the water flowing out of the bucket and the sweat she dripped were enough, and the moonlight at the climax of the moon was bright enough, so that the faint traces on the stone steps that were usually invisible shone. silver light.
But how could there be these traces on these stone steps
How come there is such a piece of exercise, but no teacher mentions it
Zhang Yi couldn't figure it out.
Of course, he didn't know that an old man he knew but didn't know his identity was looking at him in a hut across the mountain road, his eyes were full of relief and emotion.
The Immortal Talisman Sect has many powerful upper talismans, but in fact, the most powerful true talisman left by several generations of suzerains is hidden among the mountains and rivers of the Immortal Talisman Sect.
Many people spent their whole lives just looking for powerful means of fighting the enemy in those classics and teaching plans, but they didn't even find a true talisman.
The reason is that those people's heads are too high, they always look at the sky, want to fly to the sky, and refuse to look down at the road, or is it because of other reasons
No matter what, before this summer even passed, Zhang Yi had already obtained one of the most important true talismans of the Immortal Talisman Sect.
The old man was satisfied and at the same time convinced that there was nothing wrong with his decision.
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After the moon passed the middle sky, the moonlight began to dim.
In an alley in Shangdu, several dogs barked.
The capital of the Yan Dynasty has gone through a hundred years. Although it has changed, it has not undergone drastic rectification like the Changling Mausoleum of the Qin Dynasty. Therefore, the heights of the houses are different, the width of the lanes changes, and the new and old houses are scattered. While the new weather makes this capital very artistic, it also makes the night more complicated.
A stranger with an entourage is not very familiar with this alley.
He stepped on a puddle of water.
Dirty shoes.
The entourage behind him nimbly avoided all puddles that could contaminate his new shoes, and the shoes were extremely clean.
The barking stopped, but there were many figures gathered at both ends of this complicated alley.
The outsider seemed to have expected it a long time ago, but bowed to the front and saluted, his voice was a little tired and a little weak: "I'm just asking for a meal, please take care of me."