soul shifting

Ordinary internal breath entering a person's meridians would be like duckweed moving with the water, step by step, but this cold to hard internal breath is like a rampant swimming fish, disrupting the rhythm of Han Xiuyu's meridians, rushing It entered every blood vessel, every bone seam, and the places it passed through were like cramping and scraping bones.

"Get out of the way!" Leng Qiufeng pushed everyone away, ran to Han Xiuyu's side, put his hand on his back, and wanted to adjust his breath, but just half of the breath was pushed in, as if he had hit the frozen ice. The ice surface was blocked out.Han Xiuyu lay down on the ground in pain, his fingers dug hard into the cracks in the green bricks, blood froth faintly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.Leng Qiufeng hugged him at a loss, and the courtyard door behind him that had been covered in dust for more than 20 years suddenly opened with a "squeak". "Bring him in." An old voice came from the courtyard.

Leng Qiufeng swallowed his saliva: "Master, Grandmaster, something is wrong with him, is it safer to see a doctor first?"

"No need." The voice said again: "From today on, he is my closed disciple."

Leng Qiufeng had no choice but to send Han Xiuyu in. As soon as his heels stepped out of the gate of the small courtyard, the two heavy wooden doors closed with a "snap".

Leng Qiufeng: "..."

Judging from the imposing manner of closing the door, the master's temper was not very good, Leng Qiufeng silently lit a candle for Han Xiuyu in his heart. "Don't surround yourself! Do what you should do!" He waved his hand like a cattail leaf fan, dismissing the disciples who stretched their necks and looked into the yard.

At lunch time, the cafeteria of Xianyunmen exploded. Every new disciple was surrounded by a circle of brothers and sisters, asking them about the details of "Swallowing Mountains and Rivers".

"The lion spit out a blue light with a whoosh," Qiu Ziyan stretched out his hand and gestured, "Then just like this, like this, and like this again, it disappeared into Xiu Yu's forehead!"

"Wow—" All four people exclaimed, Qiu Ziyan spoke up, and stepped on the bench with one foot: "Elder Leng wanted to adjust Xiu Yu's breath, but he couldn't get in his internal energy at all, at this moment , the master appeared."

"Have you seen Master?! What does he look like?"

"Uh... white beard and hair, tall and thin, long eyebrows, single eyelids, high nose bridge and thin lips..." Qiu Ziyan made up nonsense, and a dirty rag suddenly flew over and hit him on the back of the head .

"Get your feet off the stool!" The aunt in the cafeteria uttered a roar from the river east, which made Qiu Ziyan tremble in fright: "You can make it up! People say that they didn't see the master at all, but you are the one who brags and is not afraid of paying money. You don't know at all." smell of urine!"

In the quiet hut, Han Xiuyu opened his eyes and found himself lying on a bed without gauze curtains, beside an old man who closed his eyes and rested his mind.

"Are you awake?" The old man closed his eyes and asked, "What's your name?"

"Han...Xiuyu." The moment he made the sound, the sharp pain in the meridians came back. Han Xiuyu wanted to roll in pain, but found that his whole body was so heavy that he couldn't move.

"Oh, I forgot," the old man opened his eyes, tapped a few times on Han Xiuyu's acupoints, and a few strands of gentle force flowed out from his fingertips, suppressing the repeatedly tossing inner breath in his body again: "You now Can't speak, can't move."

Han Xiuyu: "..."

"I am Li Songyuan, the previous head of the Xianyun Sect," the old man said, "From now on, you will be my closed disciple. Everyone else calls me Shizu, but you are the only one who can call me Master. Are you very happy?"

Han Xiuyu: "!!!"

Li Songyuan, Luo Yuxuan's former master!But why does he have... an aura of being old and disrespectful?

This master's appearance is similar to what Qiu Ziyan guessed, but he does not have "long eyebrows" and "single eyelids".His eyebrows are very short, like two small round balls; his eyelids are double-closed, and the tails of his eyes are slanted upwards, showing a full of energy.

Li Songyuan helped Han Xiuyu up and put him in a cross-legged meditation position: "It will take about a month to digest 'Swallowing Mountains and Rivers', and you will not be able to move during this period, so I just happened to tell you the story of your two senior brothers. "He laughed twice, with joy written all over his face, Han Xiuyu rolled his eyes in his heart, he just wanted to lie down and bury himself in the quilt and sleep in the dark.

"You two senior brothers were recruited by me a long time ago. They are both rare martial arts prodigy with extraordinary talent! We are blessed by nature! Absolutely talented! God is jealous of beauty!" Li Songyuan didn't care if anyone listened to him babble.

"Heaven is jealous of beauty?" Han Xiuyu thought in his heart, "Has my new master been in seclusion for too long and lost his way?"

Li Songyuan slapped his hands loudly: "Heaven is jealous of beauty! God is jealous of beauty! The 'Swallowing Mountains and Rivers' on your body is a body-strengthening true energy left by your elder brother before he left. I don't know where he went until now .Your second senior brother is surnamed Luo and named Yuxuan. He especially likes to cling to your senior senior brother. He is also greedy for fun. No matter how punished he is, he refuses to practice hard. But he is really smart! Very smart! This 'Swallowing Mountains and Rivers' can temper your dantian , break through the bottleneck of cultivation, and after getting through it, the level of internal strength can rise a big step! Although the process is more painful, I have helped you to suppress it and adapt slowly, so don't worry too much..."

Li Songyuan said something here and there, and Han Xiuyu felt that he might indeed be a little crazy.The nagging voice kept ringing in his ears, like a lullaby, Han Xiuyu's eyelids soon became so heavy that he couldn't lift it up, and he heard Li Songyuan say in a half-dream and half-awake: "Your elder brother is originally called Han Bing. The name was not good, so I changed it to Han Ruoyuan."

Han Xiuyu woke up with a jerk, and almost washed away the inner breath that was suppressing Tunshanhe in his body.

Han Ruoyuan, this was his father's name, a father he had never met.

Han Xiuyu began to listen attentively, and gradually figured out a complete story from Li Songyuan's messy narration.

Thirty-five years ago, two disciples stood out at the Trial Conference of Xianyunmen, and they were accepted as closed disciples by the head of the school at that time, Li Songyuan.The eldest disciple Han Bing was nine years old at the time. He had a cheerful and lively personality.The little disciple Luo Yuxuan is only seven years old, he looks cute and smart, but in fact he looks like a monkey. Eight times out of ten times when Han Ruoyuan practiced lazily and went to the back mountain to hunt birds and fish, Han Ruoyuan was teased by him.For some unknown reason, Luo Yuxuan was very attached to Han Ruoyuan. At first, Li Songyuan thought it was a conversation between his peers. One night three years later, he went to Han Ruoyuan's room to give him a new sword, only to find that things were not what he thought. so simple.

That night the moonlight was like water, Xu Shi had just arrived, but Han Ruoyuan's room was pitch black.

"Did you go to bed so early?" Li Songyuan thought, stepping lightly, took an oil lamp from the yard, and pushed open the door silently.Under the dim light, a sudden scene appeared in front of his eyes, which made him dumbfounded.

"...Ah Xuan," Li Songyuan stared and said, "What are you doing?"

On the bed, Han Ruoyuan seemed to have lost consciousness, lying completely naked; Luo Yuxuan was lying on top of him, kissing his chest.

"I like Senior Brother A Yuan," Luo Yuxuan sat up with a smile on his face, "I'm kissing him, and I want to fuck/him."

There was a "buzz" in Li Songyuan's mind.

That's a horrible thing to say from a ten-year-old kid.

"...Get out of here," Li Songyuan said with a trembling voice, "Come out and kneel!"

Luo Yuxuan smiled and slid off Han Ruoyuan's body, pinched his toes lightly, then knelt down obediently in the yard, so obedient as to make one's scalp tingle.Li Songyuan closed the door and felt a layer of cold sweat on his back. After searching the room, he found a small cup with the aftertaste of sweat medicine.

It is not unacceptable to Li Songyuan that the apprentice is a broken sleeve, but it is more terrifying if the broken sleeve is broken so early, not to mention that he has learned to prescribe medicine without a teacher, which will scare him out of his wits .

Luo Yuxuan was fined to kneel for three days and three nights. He sincerely apologized to Han Ruoyuan, and never did similar things again.Li Songyuan heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he was just being absurd when he was young and ignorant, and there was nothing wrong with him. However, many good ideas can only be just ideas, and they still backfired in the end.

One summer morning two years later, Li Songyuan brought Luo Yuxuan to Lanxi City at the foot of Lingyin Peak.

The disciples of the closed door should have closed their doors and kept quiet, and should not have contact with the secular world until they complete their studies, but Luo Yuxuan is too troublesome, if he is not taken with him, the next time the Shanxianyunmen will be overthrown, in the end Li Songyuan had to compromise and allow him Play in Lanxi for a day.

The streets are bustling with people coming and going, vendors are selling delicious food and all kinds of interesting gadgets, Luo Yuxuan, a country bumpkin who has never seen the world, sees everything new, his head shakes like a rattle, and he wishes to grow eight more Eye.Li Songyuan let him play by himself, and asked him to return to the tea shed at the gate of the city before sunset, but when the sun went down, Li Songyuan didn't even see his shadow.

"What time is it and you haven't come back yet?" Li Songyuan thought, "I won't break his legs when I go back to the mountain!"

Cha Xiaoer walked awkwardly to Li Songyuan's side: "Guest officer, we are going to close, look..."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Li Songyuan took out a few taels of silver from his pocket: "Can you let me stay a little longer? I'll wait for my apprentice, afraid he won't find it."

"Yes, yes! You can stay for another hour!" Xiao Er took the money, feeling very happy: "May I ask if you are a master of Xianyun Sect?"

"I'm Li Songyuan, head of Xianyun Sect."

"Disrespect, disrespect!" Xiaoer cupped his hands, grinning with white teeth: "I have a young son, who is 15 years old this year. I really want to send him to learn Kung Fu, but I am worried that he is too young. Is it possible for Master Li to accept disciples?" Is there an age limit?"

"No," Li Songyuan said, "It mainly depends on personal qualifications. A playful little apprentice like me is only twelve years old this year."

"Ten, twelve?" Cha Xiaoer turned pale with shock: "You just let him wander around the city by himself? Do you know that there is a group of human traffickers in Lanxi recently, and the government has never caught them, and more than ten children have been lost in the city Already!"

Li Songyuan's complexion darkened, he bid farewell to Cha Xiaoer and rushed back to Xianyunmen, borrowed his junior's sensitization hornet to search for Luo Yuxuan, and finally found a broken courtyard in the suburbs in the middle of the night.He gently pushed open the courtyard door, and there were two men with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks lying in the courtyard, their necks twisted into twists, and they had already passed away.

"These two are human traffickers?" Li Songyuan thought.

A small whimper came from the dilapidated thatched cottage, and a dim light came out of the window. Li Songyuan quietly walked around to the window, licked his fingertips, and cut a hole in the window paper.