"My Excellency, Li Chengtao, I am here to ask my senior brother to help me register my half-disciple." After saying this, he looked at Li Dazhong.
The disciple murmured to himself: "Li Chengtao... Li Chengtao, oh, I remembered, you are the body-refining warrior who won third place in the Dao Ascension Conference!"
Yi Xifeng smiled slightly and replied:
"Exactly."
"I once heard the news from the Third Elder that you did some things while on the sea as a casual cultivator. Now you are back, but the matter is finished?" This senior brother was familiar with him, and his tone was very enthusiastic.
"That's right. After staying at sea for half a year, it's time to come back and take a look."
"Just come back. Zhenwu Hall will always welcome its disciples."
Yi Xifeng couldn't help but sigh again, the people in Zhenwu Hall are better than those casual cultivators at sea.
"By the way, junior brother, I remember that you are a body-refining warrior. I haven't seen you for a year. Your level must be quite high now, right?"
The fair young man suddenly stood up, waved his hand, and said with a smile:
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just the Broken Wind Reality."
Even though this senior brother had some mental preparation, he was also shocked. The Broken Wind Realm was comparable to the existence of the Home Invasion Realm.
"I didn't expect you to be so strong now! Sorry, disrespectful." After saying this, he wanted to salute.
Yi Xifeng quickly stopped and replied:
"We are all members of our own family, senior brother, there is no need to be polite."
The man panicked and said:
"No, no, no, don't call me senior brother. I'm just a talented person. You should call me junior brother. Oh, by the way, Li...Senior brother, there will be a trial for inner disciples in the martial arts stage in three days. As long as you pass
After passing the assessment, you can become an inner disciple."
"Oh? Is there anything else like this?" Yi Xifeng's eyes were shining, and he was worried about how to get promoted.
The subsequent registration process was also relatively smooth. After it was completed, the young man officially became an outer disciple of the Zhenwu Hall.
On their way back, Li Dazhi suddenly said:
"Brother Li, I am now a disciple of the Zhenwu Hall. Can I become your master?"
Yi Xifeng shook his head and denied his thoughts.
"Although I am not your master, I can teach you some sword skills and sword moves."
Although Li Dazhi felt disappointed, fortunately he could still learn some swordsmanship, which finally did not make him too depressed.
"Brother Li, if you teach me sword moves, am I considered half of your apprentice?"
Yi Xifeng recalled that when he once worshiped Li Chengtao as his teacher, it seemed to be the same scene.
"Forget it."
"Then I will call you master from now on."
Yi Xifeng: "..."
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Early the next morning, Yi Xifeng took Li Hongxin to the small Taoist temple in He Bu Chi. He came back too late last night, and he had been drifting on the sea. Both he and Li Hongxin were a little tired, so they did not visit at night.
"Dong dong dong"
"It's not too late, brother, are you awake?"
"Who is it?" He Buchi said in a lazy voice and slowly opened the door of the small Taoist temple. Obviously, this guy hadn't woken up yet.
Yi Xifeng saw that his clothes had not changed much. He was still wearing the familiar black and white gown and a big black robe.
Why don't you open the door later and look at the person who came up and down first, and saw that the person looked familiar? Then he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and after making sure that he had seen correctly, he showed a very surprised expression.
"Brother Chengtao, I haven't seen you for half a year and you are finally back. Hahaha, I miss you so much!" After saying that, he gave Yi Xifeng a big hug.
The news that Yi Xifeng was alive was sent to him by Yang Hua. At that time, He Buchi was very excited after hearing the news. However, Yi Xifeng had many things to do at that time, so he did not choose to return to Lingkun Prefecture.
Afterwards, a few people started chatting in He Buchi's house. Yi Xifeng talked a lot about his time in the Shendu Territory and also talked about some things about the sea.
Unknowingly, the time came to noon, so why not buy some familiar roast chickens to entertain Yi Xifeng and Li Hongzhi. Although the food was a bit simple, everyone was still very happy.
"Sure enough, his roast chicken is still delicious." Yi Xifeng sighed while eating the chicken leg in one hand and the wine in the other.
Li Hongxin started to eat without saying a word. He had never eaten such delicious roast chicken.
After drinking and eating, Yi Xifeng began to teach Li Dazhong the "Four Sword Pavilion Styles". As a master of the Four Sword Pavilion Styles, he was very authoritative in this regard.
If you want to master the Four Sword Pavilion Styles to perfection, you will inevitably have to practice physical training. However, Li Hongzhi will not train for the Four Sword Pavilion Styles. After all, physical training is not suitable for him, just like most Zhenwu Hall disciples.
Just the same, just use it as a transition.
Yi Xifeng and the others came to the familiar bamboo forest path, which was also the place where he practiced the four styles of Sword Pavilion.
After the fair young man demonstrated it once, Li Hongxin began to swing the wooden sword in a stylish manner. It must be said that this young man had a good understanding and he memorized the moves so quickly.
It's just that Li Dazhi didn't see the essence of the Four Sword Pavilion Styles, so even though he practiced it very closely, it didn't have that charm.
After burning the incense, Yi Xifeng shook his head and chose to end it himself.
The fair young man picked up a bamboo leaf on the ground and flicked it. In just a moment, the bamboo leaf shot out like a blade and went straight towards Li Dazhong.
He Buzi looked at him with his mouth agape. If he wanted to do it, he would definitely use his inner strength. Like Yi Xifeng, who could hit it with just brute force, he thought he couldn't do it.
"Junior Brother Chengtao has become so strong now!" He Buchi murmured.
Li Hongxin, who was practicing his sword, suddenly felt something flying towards him from the left. At this time, the tip of his sword was close to the ground, and the bamboo leaves were flying very fast. At this time, it was too late to do the "Horizontal Sword Style"
, Li Dazhi had no choice but to drop the hilt of his sword and dodge back to avoid it.
Yi Xifeng appeared behind the young man in a flash. Before Li Dazhong could react, he was pinned down by the fair young man.
"Brother Li."
"Remember from now on, as a sword cultivator, for you, losing your sword means losing your life."
Li Dazhi knew that he shouldn't do this, and he felt ashamed of his behavior just now. Now that he was scolded by his master, he felt a little red for a while.
"Pick up the sword first. You are using the Four Sword Pavilion Styles incorrectly."
Li Hongxin silently picked up the long sword, while Yi Xifeng casually picked up a bamboo pole and said to the young man:
"After a slash in the Broken Sword Style, the tip of the sword touches the ground, the sword body is raised upwards, and both arms are exerted to stabilize the lower body. This is the Horizontal Sword Style. I will practice it for you and watch it carefully. Senior Brother He, come towards me
Throw a leaf."
With both hands free, He Buchi had no choice but to hold the chicken drumstick in his mouth, then pick up a leaf, shake it with all his strength, and the bamboo leaf turned into a blade and struck towards the fair young man.
Yi Xifeng quickly moved his bamboo pole upwards, and the bamboo leaves were easily deflected by him.
The fair young man threw the bamboo pole on the ground, turned around and asked the young man:
"This is the Four Sword Pavilion Styles, do you understand?"