After a while, Zhang Yun woke up leisurely and saw that he was already lying on the stone bed in the basement. Looking inside, he felt that the haze in his Dantian had dissipated, and the messy and numb meridians in his legs had returned to their original state. He knew that it was ugly.
The boy just made himself faint and cast a spell to help him get rid of it.
I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart, and then I pressed my hands on the bed, straightened my waist and jumped up from the bed. When my feet landed, my legs softened, and I fell to the ground with a plop, with a confused look in my eyes.
At this time, the ugly boy who had been standing next to the stone bed took two steps forward and helped him sit on the stone bed. Then he said with a smile: "You haven't been on the ground for more than two years. Your legs are no longer used to standing. You can't
If you are in a hurry, take your time!"
Zhang Yun stared sideways at the ugly boy, with a complicated expression in his eyes, but said teasingly: "Excuse me, Master, I have been unable to walk on the ground and cultivate my internal strength for the past two years. Is it all thanks to your gift?"
The ugly boy laughed at first and said: "Of course, the restriction on you is exactly what I did. My famous secret skills, the Mysterious Meridian Crossing Pulse Hand and the Haze Spirit Sealing Technique, will also be passed on to you in the future! Haha!"
Zhang Yun snorted coldly and turned his head to one side, secretly thinking about how to deal with this cheap master in the future.
The ugly boy smiled and said: "My dear disciple, don't you hate me as a teacher? Then you should quickly become stronger. I will wait for you to beat me at any time. I can forgive you for your disrespect now, haha!"
Seeing how frank he was, Zhang Yun also knew that he would never be able to enter the King's realm before leaving this world. Even the Venerable realm was a luxury. Even if he tied his hands and allowed himself to beat him, it would be no different to him.
Just like scratching an itch, most of the resentment in my heart has dissipated.
Seeing that Zhang Yun's expression returned to normal, the ugly boy suddenly said seriously: "Xiaoyun, I said before that a man must take responsibility, and if he makes a mistake, he will bear the corresponding punishment! Besides, I have a deeper meaning in sealing your cultivation.
The Tao says: "Therefore, when Heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to a man, he must first strain his mind and will, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, deplete his body, and mess up his actions. Therefore, tempting his heart and forbearance will benefit him beyond his ability."
People always make mistakes, and then they can change; they are stuck in the heart, balanced by worries, and then they do..."
""Mencius" and "Warring States" - Born in sorrow, died in peace and happiness!" Zhang Yun couldn't help but exclaimed, the horror in his eyes could not be expressed in words.
The ugly boy's body also shook, and then a bright light burst out from his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Zhang Yun's urgent questioning.
"Who did you hear these words from? Has Master Meng's knowledge spread to this world?" Zhang Yun couldn't help but feel warm in his heart when he heard these words from the mouth of an ancient saint from his hometown on Earth.
The ugly boy raised his head, his pupils slowly became dark, as if he was immersed in sweet memories, and he said in his mouth: "I often heard this sentence mentioned by my senior brother Liao Wenbin during the founding of the Royal Weapon Sect.
At the beginning, my senior brother and I went through a lot of hardships, overcame many difficulties, and withstood the pressure from all sides, and finally established the Royal Weapon Sect. In the dead of night, I often see him facing the sky and singing in a low voice..."
"I thought this passage was very philosophical, so I couldn't help asking once, so he told me a story: His father was not an aborigine of this world, but an exile who was exiled in a middle interface
A king-level master who came to this world, after he came to this world, he married a country woman. After the woman gave birth to Liao Wenbin, she died in childbirth."
"When Liao Wenbin was six years old, his father's old injury relapsed and he passed away soon after. He left my senior brother a fragment of the ancient secret technique of refining weapons and a fallen carbon crystal that sealed a drop of Yanhuang's blood. As for the outside
Legend has it that these two treasures were accidentally acquired by my senior brother when he met an unlucky monk. They were deliberately spread by me later to confuse the public!"
"My senior brother once heard his father say that he comes from a beautiful blue ocean world, and his hometown is called Huaxia... When his father was dying, he gave him these two treasures and left him a message: Ancient Refining
I have risked my life to obtain the fragments of the Secret Art of Weapon, and I was severely injured and exiled to this world because of this. You must cherish it and carry it forward; I brought the fallen carbon crystal from my hometown, and a drop of Yanhuang in it
Blood is very mysterious, you need to let go when it’s time to let go;”
"Therefore, when heaven is about to assign a great responsibility to a person, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin... My child, you are still young, and the future will depend on you..."
"Later, my senior brother and I met when we were wandering. We depended on each other and never left each other. Later, we were adopted by my master... and that's how we became the Imperial Weapon Sect today."
Listening to the ugly boy's eloquent words, which were quite emotional, Zhang Yun couldn't help but feel a burning sensation in his heart. He took a deep breath and said: "The blood of Yanhuang, the descendants of China... Master Liao's father should be from our world without a doubt! Master
, I wonder what the drop of Yanhuang blood you just mentioned is?"
The ugly boy glanced at him and then said: "You are pretty good at it. Master, my uncle, my master's name is quite smooth. Now you can barely be regarded as my registered disciple. Yes, a child can be taught!"
After saying that, he looked straight and said: "That drop of Yanhuang blood is very strange. When my senior brother refined the fallen carbon crystal into the eternal divine weapon, he tried every means but could not get rid of it. It still remains in the eternal divine weapon.
When my senior brother left, he insisted on staying in the sect forever. When I asked why, he only said two words: Demon Soldier!"
"Everyone knows that the Eternal Emperor's soldiers are stationed within the sect, intimidating all forces, but they don't know that eternity is in the hands of my senior brother, and no one else can drive it. For the sake of the sect's inheritance for thousands of years, my senior brother has refined a little bit of it.
If the soul stays in it, you can drive it to solve the sect's crisis three times! That day you entered the eternal hall, but you unintentionally caused eternal throbbing, which is really surprising. Afterwards, I discovered that the otherworldly feeling remained in you.
The power is exactly the same as the breath of Yanhuang blood in eternity, so..."
"Could it be that what the uncle's statue is holding in his hand is..." Zhang Yun couldn't help but exclaimed when he heard this, and quickly reached out to cover his mouth.
The ugly boy nodded cautiously and said: "These are the secrets of the sect, and must not be told to others, so as not to bring trouble to the sect! Don't think about eternity, kid. First of all, he is nothing more than a fool in the hands of others.
It is just an ordinary embroidery needle and cannot be driven at all; secondly: even if you can drive it as a teacher, you cannot take it away because the sect needs it! Unless you succeed and are willing to protect the sect forever, but these are all for later.
It’s okay not to say anything!”
Seeing the ugly boy staring at him, Zhang Yun quickly nodded in agreement. The greed he had just aroused in his heart for the eternal magic weapon disappeared immediately! The trust of the old man in front of him made him feel warm in his heart.
The hatred is gone.
After the ugly boy left, Zhang Yun tried to practice walking slowly. Now his legs had fully recovered, and his physique was very different from ordinary people. In less than an hour, he could walk steadily on the ground.
Looking at the stone house that has accompanied me for the past two years, and thinking of leaving tomorrow, I can't help but feel a sense of nostalgia in my heart. Although the strange old man Master said that he can continue to live here, for the sake of convenience, I am afraid that he will
Rarely have time to come here!
The wheelchair, the desk, and the cold stone bed all record my loneliness, loneliness, and memories. In the past, I only felt that they were extremely cold, but now I feel unusually warm!
Early the next morning, Zhang Yun left the stone room where he had been living day and night for the past two years. Under the leadership of a third-level inner sect weapon refiner, he entered the weapon refinement hall of the Royal Weapon Sect for the first time and was personally summoned by the sect leader Yan Xin.
In a spacious living room, there were only the sect master Yan Xin and the stern-faced fifth elder Tang Ying. At this time, the two of them had fragrant tea in front of them and were drinking with their eyes closed, looking very comfortable.
The monk brought Zhang Yun to the two of them, introduced their identities to him in a low voice, and then bowed out.
Zhang Yun quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Disciple Zhang Xiaoyun pays homage to the sect master, the fifth elder."
Yan Xin quickly opened his eyes, and a bright light burst out from his eyes. He looked up and down his whole body, but said with a smile on his face: "Sure enough, a hero is born in a boy! Junior brother, no need to be polite, your business master
Uncle has already given instructions, come on, come on over and have tea."
Tang Ying also showed a hint of warmth in his eyes and nodded to Zhang Yun.
Zhang Yun only felt that two extremely powerful spiritual consciousnesses swept over his body, and his whole body seemed to be transparent, as if even his own thoughts were invisible.
While I was shocked at the cultivation level of the two people, I saw that the sect master's words were very kind. I knew that the two of them were interested in investigating, but I didn't care. Then I sat down at the subordinate's seat unceremoniously.
As a cup of fragrant tea was placed in front of Zhang Yun, Yan Xin smiled and said: "Junior brother, as for the matter of my uncle accepting you as his apprentice, it is not appropriate to make it public for the time being. I have ordered someone to help you arrange a place in the inner gate. You
From now on, you will show yourself as an ordinary inner sect elite disciple. If you have the strength of a second-level weapon refiner, you might as well get an identity, which will save you a lot of trouble..."
Zhang Yun immediately nodded in agreement. After drinking a few glasses of tea, Yan Xin smiled and said, "Junior brother, it's our first time meeting you today. Senior brother, let me give you two meeting gifts."
As he spoke, he shook his hand and two crystal balls appeared in his hand: "One of them is the secret of our sect that is not passed down, the Royal Weapon Refining Technique. It was created by the ancestor of our sect. It is usually passed down by word of mouth. You will write it down later."
The crystal ball is left behind; the other crystal ball is a high-end storage device, which can only be equipped by the master of this sect and above..."
After saying that, he handed it to him. Zhang Yun quickly thanked him and took it. He penetrated one of them with his spiritual consciousness and memorized the imperial weapon refining technique and some insights inside. He also explored the other one.
The space in the crystal ball turned out to be a large space with dozens of cubic meters. Although it cannot be compared with my own broken world space, it is not much smaller than Feng Xiaolan's storage space, which shows how precious it is.
At the moment, he pretended to be overjoyed and thanked her profusely, but in his heart he was thinking about whether to sell it in exchange for a large amount of spiritual stones.