But, as soon as the front legs arrive, the back legs leave before even sitting down. Isn’t it inappropriate?
Looking at the warm eyes of Qingzhu and Qingyun, Feng Yi hesitated.
"Feng Yi, I didn't use my full strength with my sword just now. How about we try again?"
Although Qingzhu looks much better than before, his personality has not changed and he is still the sword-mad man he once was.
"Ah? It's not necessary."
Feng Yi was a little resistant. If a master challenges you, no matter what kind of tricks his sword can create, you will still find it very unchallenging.
"You're here, let's give it a try. I know your swordsmanship is good. I can give you some pointers."
Qingzhu is still very persistent.
Feng Yi:......
Okay, let’s give it a try. Feng Yi pinched his nose and agreed.
Qingzhu was overjoyed and quickly took out a bamboo sword that was completely green and looked extraordinary as a reward from his master.
This bamboo sword is longer than ordinary swords, and the blade is a little narrower. The whole body shines with a faint green light, giving it an inexplicable chill.
"Junior Brother Feng Yi, you've made a fool of yourself."
Qingzhu activated the breath in his body, and saw the bamboo sword in his hand just beginning to tremble when a voice sounded not far away: "It's Feng Yi who's back."
Feng Yi was having a headache on how to deal with Qingzhu's sword. After hearing these words, he felt relieved and respectfully saluted the visitor: "Hello, Master Fuchen."
The person who came was none other than Master Fuchen, who was the latest to get started among Uncle Jiu's generation.
Upon seeing this, Qingzhu put away the bamboo sword in his hand quite gloomily. It seemed that the fight today would be impossible.
"Well, I haven't seen him in a few years. He seems to be more energetic than before. I guess his cultivation has improved again."
The thin Taoist Master Fuchen stroked his thick beard and said with a smile.
Strange to say, the older senior brothers in their generation all have mustaches, whether it is Uncle Jiu, Taoist Master Four Eyes, Taoist Qianhe, including Mamadi. Unexpectedly, the youngest Taoist Master Fuchen is like this.
But he had such a thick beard and looked older than the other senior brothers.
Maybe it's because he is in the Maoshan sect, so he looks bigger and more fierce?
"Feng Yi, are these two little guys your new disciples?"
Taoist Master Fuchen asked, pointing to Luo Sang and Yang Bufan who were secretly looking at him.
"Yes, Uncle Master, this one's name is Yang Bufan, he has a martial arts background and his martial arts are good; this one's name is Luo Sang, he has a good understanding."
Feng Yi pointed at the two little guys and said.
"I've met Master Fuchen."
The two little guys saluted politely.
"Well, the two of them have clear eyes, even breathing, and full of energy. They are indeed good prospects."
Taoist Master Fuchen nodded with satisfaction, took out two pills from his body and said: "This is the pill I have recently refined. After taking it, your cultivation speed will be increased by 30% within three hours. If you two are in Maoshan
By practicing, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort.”
"Thank you, Master Fuchen."
Seeing that Feng Yi had no intention of refusing, the two little guys immediately stepped forward to take the elixir.
"It cost Uncle Fu Chen a lot of money."
Feng Yi cupped his hands and said.
"Hey, we are all members of our own family, don't talk to each other."
Taoist Master Fuchen paused after saying this, looked at Qingzhu and said: "Qingzhu, your junior brother Feng Yi has been traveling all the way back. Before you have time to rest and have a sip of tea, you have to drag him to compete. If you do this, senior brother
Is it?"
Sure enough, under the background of his big beard, Taoist Master Fu Chen was calm and confident.
Qingzhu lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "Uncle Master, I know I was wrong."
Seeing this, Qingyun took the initiative and said: "Feng Yi, I just picked some Yunwu tea at the nearby mountain peak two days ago. It tastes sweet, has a rich aroma, and has endless aftertaste. Let's go and try it?"
"good."
It seemed that he wouldn't be able to leave in a short time, so Feng Yi could only accept it.
"Don't leave yet. Some time ago, Qingsong led a team to go out to eliminate demons. A letter came from a few days ago saying that he would be back today. You two have the best relationship, and you have all competed with Feng Yi. You might as well meditate here and wait."
Taoist Master Fu Chen opened his mouth and said.
Qingsong is coming back?
Feng Yi still remembered that this senior brother who had learned the art of inviting gods from him was also regarded as the best among his disciples. In addition, Master Fu Chen obviously meant to let the two little guys take the elixir and try again.
After meditating, he nodded and said: "That's very good, then let's wait for Senior Brother Qingsong here together."
After he finished speaking, he made a gesture to Yang Bufan and Luo Sang, as if they were taking medicine and meditating. The two disciples understood and swallowed the medicine and sat cross-legged on the ground.
The Maoshan Sect is the birthplace of the Shangqing Sect. Taoism calls it the "Eighth Cave Heaven, the First Blessed Land". It has a strong atmosphere and a long history. It has given birth to generations of Maoshan disciples, so it naturally has its own uniqueness.
It was close to noon, and when the sun was at its strongest, the entire Maoshan Mountain was not hot, but rather cool. A layer of faint mist shrouded the entire Maoshan sect, guarding the breath of the Maoshan Mountains over and over again.
's circling.
In addition to Yang Bufan and Luo Sang, Qingyun, the weakest among them, is about to be promoted to a human teacher. For them, meditating is as simple as eating and sleeping, without any discomfort.
After a few minutes passed, a group of people sat in the spacious dojo outside, their eyes closed, their breathing relaxed, and they were all in trance.
After taking the elixir, Yang Bufan and Luo Sang were overjoyed to feel the speed of absorbing the breath in their bodies. Master Fuchen really did not lie to them. Maoshan's unique environment, coupled with the blessing of the elixir, made their cultivation speed really fast.
It is greatly improved.
Not long after, the two little guys also entered the realm of Gujing Wubo.
I don't know how much time passed, but Feng Yi felt the movement a thousand meters away and summoned the Yin Shen to observe. He saw a group of more than ten Maoshan disciples running towards this direction in a hurry.
Their clothes were in rags, and their bodies were covered with dust and wounds. There were several disciples in the middle of the team carrying a stretcher, and the person lying on the stretcher was none other than Qingsong, who was leading the team this time!
It's just that the relaxed breath at this time is weak, the eyes are closed tightly, and the air is exhaled more than in. The situation looks very bad.
When Feng Yi saw this, he couldn't help but stand up. Taoist Master Fuchen beside him slowly opened his eyes and said, "How come your meditation skills are not as good as those of the two apprentices?"
"Uncle Fuchen, something happened to Qingsong."
Feng Yi was a little puzzled at first, but then he thought that it was extremely difficult for Uncle Jiu to ascend to the realm of the Earth Master, and he only succeeded after having an unexpected encounter. He thought Taoist Master Fu Chen was still stuck at the peak of the Human Master and had not yet broken through.
Without a breakthrough, the Yin Shen cannot be condensed, and naturally it is difficult to be aware of the external situation.
"oh?"
Taoist Master Fuchen frowned, but before he could speak, a beautiful yellow firework suddenly rose from the foot of the mountain and bloomed above their heads.
"Something happened. Come on, go down below and take a look at the situation."
Taoist Master Fuchen changed his expression when he saw this, turned his head and urged.
