Baishou Palace is located on the mountains.
Various buildings are naturally located among the peaks.
The Tomb of Pioneers is no exception.
It is the place used by Baishou Palace to bury the ancestors of the sect. It is located in the peach forest behind the main peak.
It’s March now.
The peach forest is in bud.
When Jiang Xuan brought wine and food to the Pianxian Peak, he couldn't help but sigh: "What a Pianxian Peak, what a mountain full of peach trees. Building the Pianxian Tomb here at the gate of the mountain is just in line with the peach and plum world."
Looking at the peach trees on the mountain, my footsteps become more and more brisk.
Not long after.
Go all the way to the top of the mountain and arrive in front of the Xianxian Pavilion.
Enter the eyes.
A thin old man, wearing a black gown and with a tall frame, was dipping a brush in water in front of the door and drawing on a bluestone slab.
"Disciple Jiang Xuan, meet the elder."
Jiang Xuan put the things on the stone table aside, and then performed the disciple ceremony.
Quiet...
Elder Yue was so focused on practicing calligraphy that he didn't seem to notice anyone coming.
Jiang Xuan is not disappointed either.
After waiting for a minute or two, seeing that Elder Yue still had no response, he bowed again and prepared to go down the mountain.
"The worst thing to avoid when practicing martial arts is impatience..."
Just turned around.
There was a warning coming from behind: "You will lose your patience after a while, why are you still practicing martial arts?"
Jiang Xuan looked back.
Elder Yue has stopped painting: "Am I wrong?"
Jiang Xuan thought for a while: "If the elder is immersed in calligraphy and painting, and I am impatient to leave after just one glance, then will it disturb me if I stand motionless and wait for the elder to return to God?"
Shaking his head: "There is no right or wrong in this kind of thing. The elder is a respected person, and it is right to treat others with dignity or derogation. The so-called right or wrong does not depend on how I act or what I do, but on what the elder thinks and says.
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Silence...
Elder Yue looked at Jiang Xuan, and after a brief silence he opened his mouth and smiled: "Senior Brother Puhe told me yesterday that someone came to the quiet room through the back door. I was very unhappy, but I heard that you gave Xiao Chu several things in order to get started.
My dear, I also contributed one hundred thousand silver to the sect, so I decided to forgive you."
After a pause, Elder Yue said again: "So I asked Mr. Huang to give you the job of delivering food. Sure enough, you are an interesting person, but you are a little older."
Jiang Xuan had some enlightenment: "The elder is also from Jingfang?"
"What do you think?"
Elder Yue did not deny it, but said to himself: "I think back to the time when I joined the sect and brought food to the elder for the first time. At that time..."
Jiang Xuan understood: "It's just at this moment."
Elder Yue nodded with a smile.
Jiang Xuan was a little surprised when he saw this, and couldn't help but ask: "How did the elder answer?"
Elder Yue looked embarrassed and did not answer at all.
Jiang Xuan understands.
Elder Yue probably turned in a blank paper back then.
So over the years, when I met a new meal delivery disciple, I couldn't help but take out the test paper and take a test to see what the standard answer was.
Of course.
Where does the standard answer for this kind of thing come from? Some are just an old naughty boy from the Jingfang lineage, just teasing the younger disciples.
"I didn't expect that Elder Yue actually came from the Jingfang lineage, and listening to his wishes, the Master actually told him about me."
On the way down the mountain.
Jiang Xuan secretly guessed: "Elder Yue, who mistakenly killed his friend and proclaimed himself in the mountain, is probably not an ordinary elder, because Baishou Palace is a martial arts sect that respects strength. The only way Elder Yue can make the master pay such attention is
His strength is not ordinary among the elders, he must be a being with deep foundation in the sect."
Before joining the sect.
Jiang Xuan thought that joining the sect by making donations from wealthy businessmen would cause some waves.
But there is nothing we can do about it.
He is not a young man of thirteen or fourteen years old and cannot worship through the gate through normal means.
As for the martial arts school.
The conditions for joining the martial arts gym are simple, but unfortunately the upper limit is too low, and there is no foundation and space for cultivating strong people.
Fortunately, he made the right bet.
Just let the fat sheep be the fat sheep. Just get started smoothly. Some people want to be the fat sheep but they are not qualified enough.
"Martial arts is the development of the body."
Early the next morning.
Jiang Xuan, who looked energetic, couldn't wait to go to the martial arts room again.
Compared to yesterday’s theory.
Today, Senior Brother Huangfu will officially introduce him to martial arts and have a glimpse of its beauty.
"If you want to practice martial arts, you should practice Zhuang first. The function of Zhuang Gong is not only to stabilize the lower body, but also to open the menstruation and relax the meridians, and to temper the body and Qi and blood."
On the martial arts training ground.
Senior Brother Huangfu began to teach step by step: "The steps of Changsheng Zhuang are actually very simple. There are three standing methods, two sitting methods, one step, and one sleeping position, a total of 338 diagrams."
"The one who has achieved great success."
"Walking, walking, standing, sleeping, all without doing zhuang, that is to say, 12 hours a day, no matter what you are doing, you are basically practicing zhuang, polishing your qi, blood, muscles and bones."
The hands are constantly moving.
Senior Brother Huangfu explained patiently: "Look at my movements, training outside and inside, whether it's skin training, bone training, or muscle training, it's all about polishing the physical body. This is a matter of course.
The reason why I am called a quasi-first-class person is because my immortality stake has reached the state of Dacheng and can be used as a human being for two days a day, so practicing the pass outside is like nothing to me."
Warriors in the external training realm practice strength and strength.
It is no exaggeration to say that the masters of martial arts in the arena are like the fierce generals in the novels, carrying a lot of power.
Jiang Xuan has never come into contact with other warriors, but there is Huangfu Qi, his senior brother Yuzhu who is near the first-class level.
Let’s just talk about the shiny silver gun in his hand.
The gun is as thick as a baby's arm and weighs 108 pounds.
Not to mention how good Senior Brother Huangfu's marksmanship is, just with this weight, it will kill someone if it hits them. Even if it is not as good as the Yuwen Chengdu who makes three hundred and twenty pounds of gold-plated phoenix wings in the novel, he must be a silver
Gun Luo Cheng.
Of course.
This is only semi-first-rate.
What if there is a true first-class, or a master, or a great master.
The martial arts value in The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties is not good enough, I am afraid it was passed directly to the Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty.
"Senior brother."
While Jiang Xuan was following the movements, he couldn't help but ask: "The Immortality Stake has infinite uses, but there must be a criterion for judging it. What are the standards for getting started and becoming successful in the Eternal Life Stake?"
"Good question."
Huangfu Qi replied: "The sign of getting started with Changsheng Zhuang is to master a kind of Zhuang skill proficiently. You can enter the Zhuang state at any time and at any time. As for Xiaocheng, you have to practice Xingzhuang to the core. You don't have to do it deliberately to put yourself in a state of stability."
If the stake is fixed, it means the stake is small."
Jiang Xuan didn't ask what the Great Immortality Pillar looked like because Senior Brother Huangfu had already said it.
The seven types of Zhuang Gong are combined into one. No matter what you do, there will be Zhuang Kung in action. One day can be used for two days, and that is the state of great success.
"Huh?"
I practiced several moves in a row.
Senior Brother Huangfu's expression gradually changed: "Junior Brother, have your left arm and right ankle been injured before?"
Jiang Xuan nodded lightly.
In fact, not only his left arm and ankle, he had been injured in many places all over his body, including stab wounds, burns, and gunshot wounds.
No way.
He once belonged to a reconnaissance company and worked hard on the front lines for two years. Otherwise, this life was picked up.
"Stop..."
Senior Brother Huangfu frowned: "Other injuries are fine. Your right ankle should have been broken, but it recovered later."
As he said that, Senior Brother Huangfu took action instantly and tore open the sleeve of Jiang Xuan's left arm with one claw: "Sure enough, you also have injuries on your left arm, and the bones have been injured."
I saw Senior Brother Huangfu with a serious face.
Jiang Xuan also gradually realized something was wrong: "Senior brother, I have recovered from these injuries. I don't even have to waste my strength and take off. It should not be a problem."
"Even if a broken bone is reconnected, a seam will remain in its place. The bones in this area will be more fragile than those in other places. In martial arts, we call this a hidden injury..."
Senior Brother Huangfu hesitated slightly: "You have more than one hidden injury on your body. Although I don't want to offend you, but based on my common sense, you are already older and have stiff bones. Coupled with this hidden injury, you may not be good at martial arts."
Chapter completed!