Chapter 4 Extra Disciple (Please read, please vote, and recommend)
Author: Waste Paper Bridge
Chapter 4 Extra Disciple (Please read, please vote, and recommend)
Wow!
The feeling of surging and abundant internal energy made Yue Buqun a little uncomfortable.
After careful inspection, he discovered that the internal energy of Zixia rotating in his body at this moment was at least at the fifth level.
A moment ago, his Zixia magic power had just broken through the second level.
Compared with the internal force in the body at this time, it is like a trickle, almost negligible.
Turning his head to look around, Yue Buqun came back to his senses in a daze at the familiar furnishings and the picture on the wall of "A Gentleman Doesn't Do Something".
"Am I...going back to do something wrong?" Yue Buqun was completely unable to understand what was happening to him.
Youbuweixuan is not an original building of the Huashan Sect, but a study specially built by Yue Buqun on Jade Girl Peak in order to make this name more concrete after he gained the reputation of Junzijian.
Whether it was to gain fame or to be elegant, this study was so familiar to him. He had made many plans day and night, and painstakingly calculated the future, all in this room.
Touching his chin, Yue Buqun regained a sense of familiarity with his fine beard.
"Approximately when did I break through to the fifth level of Zixia Divine Art?"
"It should be when I am almost forty years old!" Yue Buqun thought to himself.
"So, I'm forty again?"
Thinking of this, Yue Buqun could not help but feel disappointed and regretful. If he started to change when he was in his twenties, and if he started to change when he was forty, there would of course be a big difference.
At the age of forty, he had missed too many opportunities and choices, and was gradually heading towards his final predicament.
"That's it! I shouldn't have had too much extravagant expectations. No matter what, it's God's favor for me." Yue Buqun walked to the door and planned to push it out to see the Huashan Sect of this period.
The door doesn't move at all!
It's like two pieces of fine steel being welded together.
Yue Buqun's eyes were slightly cold and he spat out his palms forcefully.
The palm force was enough to crack the stone and hit the door frame. The wooden door, which did not look thick, still did not shake, as if it was fixed there by an invisible force.
Yue Buqun was horrified in his heart, but his face didn't show anything. He jumped up and rushed towards the window.
The two palms were shot out one after another, a total of eight palm forces were superimposed on one place in a short period of time, and landed hard on the window.
The windows did not shake at all, not even a wisp of dust shook down.
Yue Buqun stopped taking action and looked around.
"This is definitely not the work of man. Even if the outside was blocked with iron and stone, my few palms should have shattered the wooden board and left palm prints."
"Could it be that the gods did it?"
"My resurrection from the dead has violated the taboos of the gods?"
"Come to think of it... this is the only way!" Thinking of this, Yue Buqun suddenly looked lonely.
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a knock on the door.
When Yue Buqun heard the sound, he moved and appeared at the door in an instant. He stood sideways and stretched out his hand to grab. The sword that was originally hung on the wall was absorbed by the internal force and jumped into Yue Buqun's palm.
"Who?" Yue Buqun asked in a deep voice.
"Master! It's me!" A deep voice came from outside the door.
Yue Buqun frowned slightly. This voice sounded unfamiliar to him. Among the many disciples, no one was similar to it.
But no matter what, this is not the time to question.
"Come in!" When Yue Buqun spoke, his movements were like the wind, and he had already landed on the chief seat, sitting down with a master's manner.
Crunch!
The door was pushed open.
What shocked Yue Buqun was that what flashed outside the door was not the scenery of Mount Huashan, but an endless hazy gray fog.
But the young man wearing the uniform of a Huashan disciple and carrying a long sword walked in from the gray fog, as if he was not aware of the strangeness at all.
The man who walked in was more than seven feet tall and had good facial features. However, his hair was a little short and he deliberately covered it with a hat. He was tall and tall, but his aura was not thick. He was obviously new to spiritual practice.
"Disciple Wang Ye, pay homage to Master!" The young man bowed to Yue Buqun and raised his hands, his salute was very awkward.
Yue Buqun kept his expression and asked, "Why do you want to be your teacher?"
The young man did not speak, but Yue Buqun suddenly heard a voice.
"Ah this! Didn't you ask me to come?"
"Didn't you agree to teach me Hunyuan Kung today? I donated five thousand taels of silver to you. Lao Yue, you can't just take the money and do nothing!"
Yue Buqun looked at Wang Ye, who didn't even move his mouth, and suppressed the surprise in his heart.
It seems like he can hear the voices of the people in front of him?
"That's all! I'm just confused!"
"Today I will teach you Hunyuan Gong. You need to remember it carefully and don't ignore it."
"Although Huashan Nine Gong and Hunyuan Gong are second only to Zixia Gong, they are also the best skills in the world. Movement and stillness are combined. After success, the internal strength will be strong and Hunyuan will be as desired." Yue Buqun had many doubts in his heart.
At this time, he put his mind to it and taught Hunyuan Kung in accordance with the 'agreement'.
What's the weirdness in it? I'll try it out later and maybe I'll have the answer.
"Ah! Yes, yes! Hunyuan Gong is the best in the world, and there are only at least a hundred or dozens of unique magical arts that rank above it."
"Speaking of it, even the Huashan School's Zixia Gong is actually like that, the Wudang School's Tai Chi, the Shaolin School's Yi Jin Jing, the Songshan School's Ice Qi, Ren Wo Xing's Star-Absorbing Technique, and the Eastern Invincible's
The Sunflower Book is even better than the others."
"Not to mention the Nine-Yang Divine Art buried somewhere deep in the Kunlun Mountains, the fragments of the Nine-Yin Sutra from the Tomb of the Living Dead in Zhong Nanshan, and the Eight-Desolate and Liuhe Sovereign Art from Lingjiu Peak in the Tianshan Mountains, all of which are at least two or three levels higher than the Hunyuan Gong.
, If it weren’t for the inconvenient transportation, the sky is high and the road is far away, and my martial arts skills are sparse, I am afraid that if I don’t find the secret book, I will die first. Who would be willing to practice Hunyuan Gong, a second-rate person?”
"Of course, if the metal force is really on the decline as netizens say, Hunyuan Gong will take another hundred years and wait until the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty to come into its own. Yuan Chengzhi can
It all depends on it to dominate the world."
Wang Ye, who was full of inner drama, had a look of joy on his face and said to Yue Buqun: "Thank you, Master, for the merit."
Yue Buqun's heart became increasingly difficult to calm down, so much so that the fingers stroking his beard used a little force and cut off several beards.
"Where does this Wang Ye come from?"
"Why did he know the whereabouts of those martial arts secrets? And at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty... was it a change of dynasties? He actually knew the future?" Yue Buqun tightened his grip on the armrests of the chair, leaving deep fingerprints under the armrests.
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Yue Buqun didn't know what kind of skill it was, such as the "Bahuang Liuhe Only One of Me" skill.
But I have heard of the Nine-Yang Divine Art and the Nine-Yin Manual.
Especially the Nine-Yang Divine Skill, which is now divided into Wudang Nine-Yang, Shaolin Nine-Yang and Emei Nine-Yang and is inherited among three schools.
Among them, due to the decline of the Emei sect, some fragments of Emei Jiuyang's formulas have been circulated. Yue Buqun also heard a fragment of it through exchanges with his fellow practitioners. Although he thought it was exquisite, he did not delve into it because the defects were too serious.
If the Nine-Yang Magic is really hidden in the Kunlun Mountains, then even if it means trekking through mountains and rivers to go to Kunlun, I won't hesitate.
"It's just that the Kunlun Mountains stretch thousands of miles. If you don't know the specific hiding place, how can you find it?" Thinking of this, Yue Buqun looked at the disciple Wang Ye who he had accepted for unknown reasons, and his eyes gradually became eager.
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"Ah! What does Lao Yue's look mean?"
"You're too enthusiastic! Hasn't he not practiced the evil sword technique yet?"
"Could everything have been foreshadowed?" Wang Ye felt a chill running down his spine and clenched his hips.