Hachishomon

He brushed off his sleeves and followed the robe, fearing that he would be blown away by the wind along with the clothes.

After leaving the Qingxinyuan where he lived, Lu Wangchuan was honest, imitating Chu Huanian's appearance and walking steadily, with a steady pace, like a dog, and he didn't forget to bow his hands and salute when he saw a fellow student wearing the same clothes on the road , although people don't know him.

In less than a day, he has already experienced the behavior style of everyone in Jiuwei Sect, and he thinks he can integrate into it very well.

It was only when he asked for directions along the way to Yingyangchang that he realized how honorable and unfathomable a real famous school is, and he almost lost his way several times.

The so-called Yingyang field is the place where the disciples learn to practice swordsmanship. A high platform rises from the middle of the sapphire ground with a radius of [-] feet. A young man among the four fairy elders he saw yesterday stood on the high platform. Around a hundred disciples were sitting in meditation to mobilize their breath.

Under the faint morning light, hundreds of well-dressed men and women sat upright and closed their eyes to meditate. The breeze blew the corners of their clothes, and the imposing immortal master stood with his hands behind his back and inspected the high platform. Awakening this Yukun Mountain, which is gradually waking up, the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and the moon seem to be particularly partial to this place, and to everyone here.

It took a lot of time to ask for directions on the road, and he seemed to come too late.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lu Wangchuan felt a sense of respect and solemnity, but at the same time he felt a lot of pressure and timidity. He stood under the door of Dayi for a long time, and then he could not walk lightly. Walking to the end of the last row of disciples, scholars and the others sat down in meditation, thinking they were out of the blue, but in fact he had already been watched by the men on the high platform for a long time.

"Where did you come from?"

Jue Xian asked loudly with a serious expression.

All the disciples present turned their heads and looked at Lu Wangchuan.

Lu Wangchuan hurriedly stood up and bowed to him, "Return to Immortal Master, this disciple is a new disciple of Master Qingya, and he performed the apprentice ceremony yesterday."

Chu Huanian, who was in the first row, also looked back to see him, raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, turned his head to see Jue Xian's obvious disdain and arrogance on the stage, rolled his eyes, and figured it out. Nasal concerns are nothing more.

The sarcasm in Juexian's eyes is familiar to Lu Wangchuan, he said: "You just joined the sect yesterday, but you dare to come to Yingyang Field today, you are really ambitious."

Some disciples laughed unceremoniously, glanced up and down at him, and looked again lazily.

Lu Wangchuan buried his head and said nothing. In fact, he wanted to say that the servant boy told him that he would arrive at Yingyang Field in half an hour. In the end, he didn't say anything, because it was useless, it could only add more wit, obviously He came to the wrong place here, and everything he said was sophistry, and the more he said, the more wrong he was.

Just when he was thinking about how he should respond, Jue Xian had already walked up to him in a few steps, squeezed his arm, and then suddenly slapped him on the heart.

This sudden palm staggered Lu Wangchuan a few steps back, and he fell to the ground.

Juexian clapped his hands as if to remove the dirty things on his hands, and the corners of his slanted eyes showed a malicious coldness: "The aptitude is so poor, it's better to be a servant who carries water, go to the Wuchao Pavilion"

This seemingly merciless palm had somehow instilled some internal energy into him. Lu Wangchuan was only a 12-year-old mortal body, and he felt a little bit of the so-called internal injury in martial arts novels when he hit his heart with this palm.

He quickly got up, bowed to Juexian and left Yingyang field quickly.

Chu Huanian looked at his thin back thinking for a while, not only noticed Juexian's strange attitude towards him, but also felt a little surprised at him.

At first it was just pretending that he didn't want to show timidity, but now it seems that this kid really has a bit of forbearance, which is really rare at such a young age.

Lu Wangchuan stopped and rubbed his heart after walking through the gate of the Three Great Rituals all the way, with a sense of cowardice in his heart, and he was indifferent on the surface.

This new set of clothes that I just put on this morning looks particularly dazzling at this moment.

He clenched his sleeves and walked back along the way he came. After walking a few steps, he saw Mu Youcai walking towards him taking a step at a time.

"Where have you been?"

Mu Youcai asked out of breath.

"Oh, lost"

Lu Wangchuan's expression was as usual: "Brother Mu, are you going to Yingyang Field?"

Mu Youcai shook his head and said, "You left in a hurry this morning. Are you going to the Wuchao Pavilion? Let's go together."

No wonder Luo Yutang asked him to wait for him, did he expect it?

Lu Wangchuan secretly cast aside his innocence and stupidity in his heart.

He doesn't know where the Wuchao Pavilion is, and he pretends to be omniscient and talk about nature, but in fact, he doesn't know anything about it.

Fortunately, Mu Youcai took the initiative to introduce to him the difference between Qiying Yangchang and Wuchao Pavilion.

Mu Youcai's few words were very vague, but Lu Wangchuan figured out the doorway silently.

In short, there are many ways to enter the Tao, and the highest level is to enter the Tao with the sword. After you practice well, you can choose one of thousands of swordsmen or sword masters, which is enough for you to become famous and powerful. Not everyone can practice sword qi. In the Nine Micro Sect, such disciples are divided into three, six, and nine grades. Only the best disciples can learn swordsmanship, while others will be assigned to swordsmanship disciples who despise it. He searched and searched in the "heteropathic ways" of the old school, and entered the way with difficulty.

It seems that things like seeing people order dishes, no matter in the world or in the fairy world, can work, it is really... a trick that is eaten all over the world.

Lu Wangchuan has always been mean, fate has treated him unfairly, and he has not shown much kindness to the world.

The scale of the Wuchao hall is not much smaller than that of the Yingyang field. The desks are arranged in an orderly manner, and there are dozens of rows. It is more spectacular than the autumn boudoir examination room, like a school.

The students buried their heads in a book of "Astronomical Calculus and Calendar" and a hexagonal astrolabe on the table, but they were diligent and did not raise their heads.

Mu Youcai led Lu Wangchuan to the old immortal master who was napping in the pavilion.

The old immortal master opened his small sesame bean-like eyes and took a few glances at Lu Wangchuan, then tremblingly took out a half-old astrolabe from under the table and handed it to him, as well as a book called "Astronomical Calendar" '.

Lu Wangchuan was afraid that these two things would break the old fairy's arm, so he quickly took them and thanked him obediently and honestly.

"good boy"

The old god touched Lu Wangchuan's head with his bony hands, and said to Mu Youcai, "Take him with you."

Mu Youcai nodded in agreement, and then led him to an empty table in the middle of the open sky, next to his own table.

Lu Wangchuan didn't know what this astrolabe covered in spider silk was, and he couldn't read a few words when he opened the book, so he went to ask Mu Youcai for advice without shame.

But although Mu Youcai can read characters, he can only read the whole book for the subject of astrology and astronomical calculations. Scratching his scalp in embarrassment for a long while, he couldn't explain why.

Lu Wangchuan watched him scratching his hair with a toothache, and felt that his hair was about to be pulled out after a while.

"Thank you, Brother Mu, I'll read the book first"

Mu Youcai pushed the book in front of him with relief: "Then read, read."

Fortunately, he is smart. Just now, when Senior Brother Mu was declaring the subject from the book, Lu Wangchuan memorized his pronunciation almost, and he recognized the text after reading it in his head a few times. The high-ranking "Astronomical Calendar" was used as a literacy textbook, and then he asked Mu Youcai for a pen and paper, and copied each character according to the cat and the tiger.

Fortunately, he had written the few big characters he recognized back and forth countless times before, and now it is not too difficult for him to write with a charcoal pencil, but the characters are extremely ugly, but he is willing to put in painstaking effort and write over and over again tirelessly.

It's okay for others to look down on him. If he looks down on himself, he is really hopeless.

He weighs clearly which is more important and which is right and which is wrong.

In the middle of practicing calligraphy, he glanced at Mu Youcai distractedly, and found that he had secretly taken out the gossip disk and put it on the astrolabe at some point, and was concentrating on staring at the gossip disk, counting back and forth with his fingers What.

This person is extremely focused and serious, his usual dullness is completely gone at this time, and the whole person seems to be in the center of the gossip array, massaging the universe.

He didn't seem to be deducing it smoothly, layers of sweat slid down from his forehead and dripped onto the pages of his book, and he knew nothing except the gossip in his eyes.

Perhaps, he is the one who can really achieve great things?

Inexplicably, Lu Wangchuan felt something in his heart.

At noon, the cool breeze in the mountains swayed on the willow branches, and the people were distracted and tired, so more and more students took a nap, but the teacher was also taking a nap, so they only looked at each other. It seems that Mu Youcai and Lu Wangchuan are the most serious people in the Wuchao Pavilion. The former is busy playing with things and losing his mind, while the latter is busy secretly learning to read.

I don't know how long it took, the Immortal Wuchao woke up slowly with a yawn, stood up slowly from the pavilion, leaned on a purple wooden crutch and tremblingly came down to inspect, holding a palm-width He didn't care about the three-foot-long ruler when he saw a dozing disciple, but his eyes fixed on Mu Youcai long ago like needles.

Lu Wangchuan spread out the book to cover Bai Xuan, who was practicing calligraphy, and just wanted to remind Mu Youcai, when he saw the old fairy who had just stepped out of the pavilion a few steps ago, actually walked among them in the blink of an eye, which made Lu Wangchuan Wang Chuan was really taken aback, only then did he realize that the Jiuwei Sect is a place where gods live.

Mu Youcai was still staring at the gossip disk to calculate the position, completely unaware that there was another person beside him.

Immortal Wuchao shook his head first, then picked up a ruler and tapped it on his head, and asked angrily, "What did you figure out?"

Mu Youcai rubbed his head and said in a daze, "The geography of the universe has been uneven for the past two days, and it's always vacillating. Teacher, what's the matter?"

Immortal Wuchao knocked him again: "I think you think too much!"

Then he turned around and asked Lu Wangchuan, his brows became kind for a moment: "How are you?"

Relying on his little cleverness, Lu Wangchuan inferred a few sentences from the book by analogy, and coaxed the old fairy to laugh so hard that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

"Good boy, good boy, it's rare that you are so transparent and smart, and you will become a great weapon in the future."

Immortal Wuchao patted his head again, Bu Ruoyoulong swayed back into the pavilion in two or three steps, Lu Wangchuan only saw his figure swaying a few times, and he had already gone away.

As soon as the bell rang in the evening, Immortal Wuchao let the students go back.

Bringing the astrolabe and books back to Qingxinyuan, Lu Wangchuan locked himself in the room and never came out, desperately wanting to bridge the gap between himself and others, reading textbooks and practicing calligraphy, and even skipping dinner go.

It was Luo Yutang who brought some steamed buns to his room. Lu Wangchuan didn't avoid him when he practiced calligraphy.

Luo Yutang is a person with a quick mind, and he can tell what is going on with him at a glance, so he didn't say much, but went back to his room and brought him a thousand-character text, and then asked him: "I want to learn how to calculate from the stars and the stars." ?"

Lu Wangchuan relaxed, picked up the steamed stuffed bun and gnawed on it, saying, "If you want to learn something, when you get here, you can learn something."

The child thought quite openly, Luo Yutang smiled and said nothing.

Lu Wangchuan stayed in hysteria with a mouthful of buns in his mouth, and then he said, "I want to learn swordsmanship, to enter Taoism with the sword."

Luo Yutang still didn't speak, he was not an enlightener, but a qualified listener.

Lu Wangchuan lowered his eyes and said in a daze, "Why can't they learn swordsmanship but I can't, it's not fair"

Luo Yutang said: "There is nothing fair or unfair, it has always been like this"

Lu Wangchuan glanced at him, then looked at the astrolabe on the table, flipped the star thread on it, stuffed the bun into his mouth and ran out.

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After inquiring about Qingya's residence along the way, Lu Wangchuan walked into a small courtyard surrounded by bamboo forests.

Two servant boys stopped him outside the door and asked who he was.

After Lu Wangchuan said his name, the servant boy went in to report, and he came back after a while and issued an order to chase away the guests: "I don't see you, please go back."

Lu Wangchuan gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and shouted: "Master, I am Lu Wangchuan, I have something to tell you!"

As he tried to force his way in, the servant quickly stopped him.

"If you say you don't see it, you don't see it. Why are you so rude!"

It's really good to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade, and the servants at the gate are even tougher than him!

Lu Wangchuan didn't force his way in any more, he knelt down towards the door with a thud, and said respectfully, "Please tell me again, and say that disciple Lu Wangchuan has something important to ask Immortal Master Qingya."

As soon as the words fell, Qing Ya's voice floated out.

"I know why you came here, it is your life, go back"

After saying that, a gust of wind came and closed the two stone gates tightly, blocking Lu Wangchuan from the stone gates.

Lu Wangchuan was still kneeling, staring at the shiny and cold stone gate for a long time, until it was getting late, when the moon turned and the stars moved, he stood up rubbing his knees, did not go back, but walked into the bamboo forest that could not be seen to the bottom.

master?snort……

After hearing the news, Chu Huanian, who came after him, only saw a small figure flashing into the bamboo forest, and then hurriedly raised his feet to chase after it.

The quiet green shadows of the bamboo forest are whirling, and the shadows float under the breeze at night. The beauty is beautiful, but it is extremely difficult to distinguish the direction.

Although Yukun Mountain is a fairy mountain, it is also a fairy mountain where all kinds of mountain elves live and practice together, and this bamboo forest leads to a forbidden place that the disciples of the Jiuwei Sect have ordered to prohibit them from going. Qi, trespassing into the bamboo forest without permission is just courting death.

Chu Huanian couldn't find him, so he broke out in a sweat without knowing it.

"Lu Wangchuan? Lu Wangchuan!"

He searched and shouted, but no one answered him.

Chu Huanian had no choice but to use his zhenqi to open his consciousness, and finally found his trace before his little internal energy was exhausted, so he withdrew his zhenqi and disappeared in a flash.

Lu Wangchuan walked aimlessly for a long time like a wandering spirit, and finally remembered the purpose of his trip after being slapped on the face by a bamboo branch.

He wants to go down the mountain, but where will he go down the mountain?The mother is gone, the village can't go back, the man who brought him here has also left, he has nowhere to go...

Lu Wangchuan stood with a fixed face, his eyes were dark and gloomy, taking advantage of the moonlight to look over, he really looked like a lonely ghost.

When Chu Huanian appeared beside him, he saw that he was pulling bamboo with a bamboo stick, and the bamboo leaves were scattered up and down, and the fragments of bamboo leaves fluttered down and scattered all over the ground.

I don't know what happened to the epileptic child while smoking bamboo and scolding, bastard and bastard scolding back and forth, scolding for more than a dozen times, but there is no trick, on the contrary, he scolded himself quite sad.

Chu Huanian was so tired for him that he stepped forward and took the bamboo stick out of his hand, saying, "Okay, okay, come back with me."

Lu Wangchuan panted heavily and turned to look at him, and asked ungratefully, "What are you doing here?"

Chu Huanian nodded his forehead angrily: "What do you think I'm here? If Yutang didn't ask me to come to you, would you think I'm willing to come? I'm still thankless, come back with me!"

Lu Wangchuan turned his head: "I'll stay a little longer, I'll go back by myself"

"You little bastard, do you know where this bamboo forest is? If you stay any longer, you'll have to go back in a dream!"

When Lu Wangchuan heard it, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Where is it?"

"Forbidden land!"

"Forbidden place? What forbidden place?"

Chu Huanian grabbed him and dragged him out: "You don't care about the forbidden area, you can't stay anyway"

But at this time, he still doesn't know whether Lu Wangchuan remembers to eat or not. At first, Lu Wangchuan planned to go with him honestly. Now that he heard that it was a forbidden place, he refused to leave desperately. Holding his own arm, he started a tug-of-war with him.

It was the first time that Chu Huanian saw breaking into the forbidden area and rushed to die. He held the hope that he would not let down the fairy brother and let him die on his own. The little prince who was impatient was all fired up by him , The two of them quarreled before finishing speaking.

"Why are you pulling me all the time, you said I would go back by myself!"

Lu Wangchuan was also very angry.

"Slow down! The mountain is not clean at night!"

Chu Huanian also stretched his neck and roared.

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind with a fishy smell burrowed along the ground to the bottom of the two people's feet, and swirled around them a few times.

The two of them shut their mouths at the same time, and looked at each other speechlessly.

This wind was so evil that even Lu Wangchuan could clearly feel the badness of this evil wind.

Groups of whirlwinds gradually gathered in all directions, sweeping up the bamboo leaves on the ground, and the sound of broken leaves hitting each other was particularly strange in the empty and quiet bamboo forest...

Lu Wangchuan finally realized that he was afraid, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked, "You just said, what is there at night in the mountains?"

Although Chu Huanian has practiced for many years, he only uses his sword for fun on weekdays, and he knows how much he weighs. He is also very scared when he encounters actual combat for the first time.

But he was afraid, but he could barely maintain his composure, and said in a low voice, "This wind is too violent, it's either a monster or a monster, can you fly?"

A gust of evil wind rushed to the soles of his feet and crawled up his ankles. Lu Wangchuan felt goosebumps all over his body, and looked at him wanting to cry without tears.

Fly your grandma, I have only been in the door for a day.

Unexpectedly, his embroidered pillow brother was still somewhat responsible at this time, and flew away without leaving him.

Chu Huanian picked him up and said, "I'll take you away, don't be afraid"

Lu Wangchuan was a little overwhelmed for a moment, lying on his back in a dazed panic.

Chu Huanian wanted to cast an invisibility spell behind his back, but the spell got stuck in the second half of the sentence, and he stomped on the ground anxiously.

"Go! Go! Go! Go go go go!"

After walking for more than ten times, the two of them still stayed where they were.

It wasn't until this time that Chu Huanian realized how inexperienced he was, and he was really ashamed of Xiao Wang!

If he was given another chance, he would definitely—learn the invisibility spell!

"Fucking go!"

Chu Huanian stomped his foot violently again, this stomp was not light, he obviously felt the ground tremble slightly, but this tremor could not be caused by him, it could only be...

Senior brother Chu was sweating coldly and didn't dare to turn around to see what happened, so he had to cheat his junior brother.

"Wang Chuan, look back and see if there is... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, a vine came out of the slope and entangled his ankles, knocking them to the ground, and quickly retracted them.

Lu Wangchuan was thrown aside, seeing Chu Huanian being dragged deep into the bamboo forest by the rattan, he ran over and grabbed the thick rattan, blushing and trying to wring it off.

Without knowing where the strength came from, he succeeded, but he also bled a lot after the cane was twisted.

Chu Huanian hadn't had time to marvel at the sudden eruption of the junior brother's prehistoric power, when he saw countless vines coming out of the ground, the target was no longer him, but the junior brother.

Lu Wangchuan's legs were tightly bound, and those vines no longer pulled him deep into the bamboo forest, but pulled him to the ground.

A dark deep hole opened in the ground at some point, and those vines entangled his legs like a life-threatening ghost and pulled him to the ground, which seemed to lead directly to the underworld.

Lu Wangchuan clung to the ground and gritted his teeth, refusing to let go, and said to Chu Huanian who was looking at him stupidly: "Brother, help me!"

Chu Huanian woke up like a dream, and a long sword appeared in his hand. He raised the sword and slashed at the life-threatening vines!

"What the hell is this!"

After cutting off a vine, more sprang up. A bowl-thick vine suddenly emerged from the ground and grabbed Chu Huanian's sword. Chu Huanian held onto the hilt tightly and refused to let go, so he was also pulled into the black hole. .

The two were sick and pitied each other, and they both fell into a black hole and resisted stubbornly.

With all his strength exhausted, Lu Wangchuan's arm was about to be torn off, he scratched the ground and thought, is this also my fate?

He wanted to apologize to Senior Brother Chu.

I'm sorry before I said it, I saw these vines suddenly stopped moving, as if they were frozen. At the same time, a gossip formation suddenly appeared around them, and the formation was shining brightly in the bamboo forest with the moonlight. The two of them.

Lu Wangchuan didn't know why, but he saw something shining on the cuff. He looked down and found that it was a star thread stuck to the cuff that he tore off at some point.

The line images in all directions of the gossip array suddenly began to change, and the rapid changes made people dazzled, and finally formed a formation with wood to overcome the earth, and the formation was transformed into a brilliant glory.

Those vines shrank back with drooping heads.

Lu Wangchuan crawled out, and then pulled Chu Huanian up, and the gossip formation with them as the formation was still there.

Lu Wangchuan seemed to have received some guidance and knew how to solve the formation. He wrapped the star thread between his fingers and gently pulled it, and the star thread broke in response to the sound, and the gossip formation disappeared.

A hair ribbon gradually fell to his feet.

Lu Wangchuan picked it up and took a look to understand who did it and who saved their lives.

Chu Huanian also saw the gray headband in his hand, and said in surprise, "This is? Junior Brother Mu?!"

Lu Wangchuan gripped his hairband tightly, and bowed to him respectfully: "Brother, thank you."

Chu Huanian felt a little embarrassed, and coughed lowly, pretending to be.

When the two returned to Qingxin Garden, Luo Yutang was waiting outside the door.

"What's going on? Someone said that you have encountered a mountain demon."

In Chu Hua's year, he pretended to be a big-tailed wolf and boasted how brave and fearless he was, and swept away thousands of vines with a single sword.

Lu Wangchuan went straight into the yard, and saw Mu Youcai sitting under the plane tree, reciting the fortune telling table, still looking so dull, and even his eyes looked even more dull.

Lu Wangchuan sat down beside him, handed him the hair tie and said, "Senior Brother Mu, thank you very much."

Mu Youcai's reaction was always slow. It took him a long time to turn his face to look at him, and he spoke even slower: "Oh, you're back?"

Lu Wangchuan asked him, "What is that?"

Mu Youcai thought for a long time again: "It should be the mountain demon. You have broken into the forbidden area? Why did the mountain demon go after you?"

"At me?"

Mu Youcai nodded: "Well, it's just a little devil who only knows how to kill. If it's more advanced, I can't do anything to it. You have to be careful in the future."

Lu Wangchuan looked at his expression: "Senior Brother Mu, are you tired?"

Mu Youcai scratched his head, and said in embarrassment, "Actually, I don't have the ability to control the gossip disk yet, so I just showed off my little tricks. I used up all my internal energy just now, so I'm really tired."

Lu Wangchuan helped him put away the hexagram plate: "Then you go to rest"

After sending Mu Youcai back to the room, Lu Wangchuan took out his astrolabe again, and sat in the place where Mu Youcai had sat before, deep in thought.

Although the Nine Micro Sect sees people in different ranks, giving him an astrolabe is not just to dismiss him perfunctorily, and Immortal Master Wuchao's attitude towards him is quite unusual.

But what is this astrolabe used for?

"The astrolabe is based on the astrology, the method of dialing the stars, and the work as the load"

At some point, Luo Yutang stood beside him.

Lu Wangchuan raised his head and asked stupidly: "The load is the sky? Fighting in the sky?"

Luo Yutang marveled at his intelligence, nodded and said: "Yes"

Lu Wangchuan frowned and thought about it, then asked: "Qiankun, the astrolabe is loaded with Qiankun, what about Kun?"

Luo Yutang looked at Mu Youcai's room, and said with a smile: "The hexagram plate uses Kun as its load. The word Qian Kun means the heavenly bureau, the earth array, and Wangchuan. You still dislike the astrolabe in your hand. Is it useful?"

Lu Wangchuan stared blankly for a long while, then suddenly flipped the Xingsi on the astrolabe and smiled: "No, brother Yutang, I have never disliked what I have, I just keep fighting for it"

If my astrolabe and Brother Mu's hexagrams are combined one day, will they be able to stop the world and pull the universe?

Lu Wangchuan looked up at the brighter and brighter stars in the sky. It is also a great skill to manipulate the astrology, and he must learn that sword.

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The Nine-Wei Sect is unique in its unique skills, and its nineteen-style swordsmanship is unrivaled in the world. If an ordinary monk can learn one of the shortest moves and two moves, it will be enough to dominate one side and resist ordinary monsters. If there are not many disciples of the Nine-Wei School It is difficult to practice the No.19 style even if you are endowed with a lifetime of hard work and hard work. Swordsmanship is hard to wait for the sky, but after learning it is enough to be called the sword god.

Therefore, there are rumors that the unique nineteen moves are the secret magic weapon for cultivating immortals and ascending.

But nine out of ten monks stop at the nineteenth form, and no one knows how mysterious the nineteenth form swordsmanship is and is difficult to comprehend.

But it’s not that no one has ever practiced the nineteenth form. It is said that a disciple of the Jiuwei Sect hundreds of years ago was the No. 1 unique nineteenth form. The supreme glory worthy of proclaiming to the world, a sword god has been cultivated in the Nine Micro Sect.However, this disciple did not stay in the sect to make great achievements after he completed his studies, nor did he go down the mountain to travel to a higher level. Instead, he disappeared for more than 500 years inexplicably. Over time, the world of cultivating immortals has forgotten that there is such a person who disappeared just after he was born. The existence of the unknown Sword God-sama did not come out until 500 years later.

He was accepted as a disciple by the Sansheng Patriarch who was the leader of the Gods Gang, Xuanzong of Buddhism, and bestowed the title - Chongshu.

He is the great mage Chongju who is known to everyone, and now he is one of the four Xuanzongs, with supreme power, in charge of the secret decrees of mountains and rivers, and together with the commanding officer of the South China Sea, he uses law to control and balance the heaven and the earth, and controls the reincarnation of the world Life and death, determine the cause and effect of the world.

According to legend, there is a story about the origin of the great master's Buddhist name. The great master's lay family name is Duan. Duan—the deeper meaning is to ask him to end the world of mortals.

His fellow disciples or the world called him Grand Master Chongshu, also known as Duan Chongshu.

"Next month will be the day when our Nine Micro Sect worships our ancestors. At that time, monks from all sides will come to support us, and Grand Master Chongshu will also come back."

"……Who?"

Chu Huanian's originally high-spirited longing was disturbed by his casual and dismissive appearance, leaving only two and a half minutes.

"Didn't you hear what I said just now? Worship the ancestors, worship the ancestors next month, brother Duan will be back soon."

In the quiet back, the mountains and rivers are long and wide, and the fish in a small river in the mountain stream are fattened by the aura of the mountain. During the day, they float in the clear stream and swim around, waiting for someone to catch them.

Lu Wangchuan was not polite anymore. He took off his robe and coat and wore only a pair of trousers. He rolled up his trousers and jumped into the river to catch fish. However, although this fish looked heavy, it was extremely difficult to catch. He didn't catch one even when he got wet. It seems that no matter how slippery this person is, he can't beat the slippery fish.

Lu Wangchuan smoothly tied the hair on his shoulders that was getting in the way, and bent over to touch fish in the river again.

"Didn't you just talk about the Archmage? Why is there another brother Duan?"

Chu Huanian looked at his stupid way of concentrating on fishing with great toothache. At the same time, he also found that his little junior brother had grown a lot taller. His waist was thin and his legs were long. fish.

Fast-forward seven years, it wasn't that he was stealing food all day long, the 19-year-old boy was handsome and slender, standing next to him was not inferior at all.

It's just that this handsome and handsome young man becomes less and less a good thing as he grows up. His long and narrow peach eyes turn into a wicked idea that hurts others, and his dark belly is becoming more and more outstanding. Hypocrisy and cunning.

Chu Huanian will never forget that half a month ago a sword cultivator smashed the astrolabe in his arms, instead of apologizing, he unreasonably accused him of not being able to walk without eyesight.

Lu Wangchuan didn't say anything at that time, and apologized to his senior after picking up the astrolabe, but Chu Huanian saw clearly from the side, he secretly wrapped a star thread around the man's sleeve, and along the way Walk a strand of his hair.

That night, Lu Wangchuan, who was getting more and more sophisticated in astrological calculations, began to retaliate in the yard. He just randomly picked up a few stars from the sky, and then used star wires to hold a few stars in the sky to practice. Form a simple and mysterious formation, then tie the senior's hair to the star wire connecting the empty star, and then go back to the room to sleep.

This formation was figured out by his own idleness. The star formation was controlled by the astrolabe, and other people's hair was used to sacrifice the palace. People can understand.

So the unlucky senior brother went crazy that night, and in the middle of the night, Ula Ula screamed and rushed into the yard to go crazy, and the movement was so loud that the four immortal masters were alarmed.

Because that senior brother stripped himself naked|naked, covered his face with powder, and sang obscene poems in the yard with disheveled hair. The child blushed when he heard that, not only that, but he also pointed at the four immortal masters and yelled at them, from Mr. Murano Jirifu to the picky old fart, scolding all kinds of unpleasant things, and the people watching the scene were almost moved by his emotion and voice. I was moved by the combination of emotions.

Unlucky brother is not looking for death, how do you write the word, after scolding, he started chasing the beautiful junior sister happily, until the girls ran around the garden, the four immortal masters felt that they had lost all their old face in this life. how good!

The immortal elder wanted to restrain him, but the unlucky brother seemed to be protected by an enchantment all over his body. Lu Wangchuan's trick in the gutter also stumped the four immortals for a while, all he knew was that the unlucky brother was controlled by the evil formation However, the people who set up the formation were not their opponents because their cultivation was not deep, and they lowered their heads to find the troublemaker, but they didn't expect to look up at the sky.

The unlucky brother made a fuss for a day and a night, did all kinds of stupid things, and completely ruined his face in this life.

Shaking his head and sighing, Chu Huanian went to Lu Wangchuan and asked him to accept the formation. Lu Wangchuan felt that it was almost done, and killing people was not what he wanted, so he pinched Xingsi, and the formation immediately broke Afterwards, he recited a heart-cleaning mantra to the unlucky brother with a black belly.

So the brother who had been crazy for a day suddenly remembered the scandals he had done, each of which was enough to be brought up and laughed at for a long time, and immediately fell seriously ill. A living dead person, it seems that he was really cursed by someone.

Before the fairy head could chase him down the mountain, the family members of the unlucky brother carried him away.

When Lu Wangchuan heard the news, he was sitting opposite Mu Youcai, studying how to connect the houses of the astrolabe with the lines of the hexagram. After hearing this, he asked absent-mindedly, "Who? Which one?"

Chu Huanian wanted to beat him up. Is there anyone in this world who is more wicked and shameless than him?The uncle of feelings has already forgotten about this matter!

Fortunately, when Chu Huanian was grinding his teeth and comparing which was stronger, his sword or his neck, the younger brother remembered.

"Oh--"

Lu Wangchuan suddenly realized, then lowered his head again, and said, "This is not good, Senior Brother Mu, wait for me to go back tonight and draw a star map."

Chu Huanian: ...

Now, no matter how obedient and honest, innocent and clever Lu Wangchuan looks, Chu Huanian has always believed that he is an out-and-out black-bellied fox, wicked and sinister, and he is very keen to feed you a candied date before fanning him You slap, the villain who stabs the knife in the back.

Chu Huanian was always rude when he slandered him, but now he scolded him for the immoral things he did, gritted his teeth and said, "The archmage is Senior Brother Duan, listen carefully to me!"

A fat headline couldn't stand his stalking and slammed into the stone wall with a bang, and knocked himself out.

Ha, what a silly fish.

Lu Wangchuan picked up the fish, sat down on his buttocks in the water, stretched out his arms and pulled a piece of grass from the bank to put it on the fish's mouth and said, "Listen well, why is that brother monk coming back?"

Without saying a word, Chu Huanian picked up a stone and smacked it at him.

After talking for a long time, it turned out to be playing the piano to a cow!

Lu Wangchuan didn't hide either, the stone smashed into the water beside him and splashed half of his face, he smiled, and said lazily, "Who doesn't talk well now?"

The young man's voice is very clear, he always twists and turns when he speaks, with an upturned ending, which is soft and charming. Now he has a pair of peach blossom eyes hanging from the corners of his eyes, and his chin is becoming more and more pointed, delicate and a little rich , with a faint foxy look of the fox family.

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