Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 28 Teahouse
Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze got the fragments of the Nine Yin Manual, and they didn't even care about teaching their disciples. They just practiced and meditated every day, so the job of teaching martial arts to new Huashan disciples fell on Mo Yuan.

"Practicing the sword is training the mind, and when the mind is calm, the sword will be clear, you must remember!" Mo Yuan taught the disciples who were practicing swords in the martial arts field.

All the disciples responded, and practiced Huashan's basic swordsmanship with enthusiasm, and their energy was even stronger than when Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were there.

That's right, the role model is right in front of you, as long as you practice swordsmanship diligently, you might be treated favorably by this sixth senior brother.

In the first three years of Huashan disciples' entry, they studied both literature and martial arts. They practiced basic swordsmanship while riding horses, in order to lay a solid foundation.

Mo Yuan also came here in this way. With his current martial arts, it is more than enough to teach ordinary disciples.

Although the Zixia magical skill is extremely exquisite, Mo Yuan only needs to collect a ray of morning glow and purple energy in the morning, and meditate at night to transform the internal force of the Hunyuan skill, and he can take care of it.

There is no sun and moon in the mountain, and it takes two months in a blink of an eye. On this day, Mo Yuan just finished collecting purple qi from Chaoyang Peak, when suddenly a disciple came to deliver an order, saying that the master was waiting for him in the study, and Mo Yuan hurried down to get the peak , hurried to the study.

In the study room, Yue Buqun and his wife were present, Mo Yuan stepped forward and saluted, "Disciple pays homage to master and wife!"

"Xiao Liu, don't be too polite." Yue Buqun said.

Mo Yuan stood up and looked at the two of them. They hadn't seen each other for two months. The eyes of Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were bright. It was obvious that the two of them practiced the Nine Yin Manual quite well. Advance.

Yue Buqun stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, and said with a smile, "You've been tired for the past two months, and you have to teach your disciples how to learn martial arts, and you also need to practice Zixia magic skills, why, what level have you practiced now?"

"Master Qi, the disciple only practiced to the seventh level." Mo Yuan didn't hide it, and said the truth.

Zixia Divine Art is different from Hunyuan Art, it only has nine levels.In the past two months, Mo Yuan has transformed all the Hunyuan Qi into Zixia Zhenqi, but unfortunately it is only the seventh level. He is now practicing Hunyuan Gong with Zixia Zhenqi, and the effect is better than that of Hunyuan. Infuriating wins by three points.

After all, Zixia Zhenqi is the supreme magical skill of Taoism. It is neutral and peaceful, and it is quite beneficial to the body. It is very effective when used to practice Hunyuan Kungfu and other physical exercises.Although it was only Zixia's true energy on the seventh floor, Mo Yuan was able to faintly touch the bottleneck of the Hunyuan Gong No. 12 floor!
According to this practice, only after breaking through the eighth layer of Zixia Divine Art, it is estimated that the twelfth layer of Hunyuan Gong can be cultivated to perfection.

"The seventh floor, yes, yes, people say that blue is better than blue, and you are better than being a teacher. I guess the time is not far away." Yue Buqun nodded in satisfaction.

He has been in charge of the Huashan Gate for 30 years, and he has also practiced the Zixia Magic Art for [-] years, but he has only practiced to the seventh floor. If there is no accident, he will break through to the eighth floor. , how can he be dissatisfied?

"Where is the time not far away, Xiao Liu is a prodigy in martial arts, I am afraid that he has already mastered the Nine Yin Remnants, and his Lightness Kungfu of Spiral Nine Shadows can already divide into nine ways, but you can only divide into four ways. If you really fight, you are now I can't even beat your apprentice!" Ning Zhong smiled from the side.

Yue Buqun shook his head, and said angrily: "Yes, yes, I can't beat Xiao Liu, just like you can beat Xiao Liu."

"Then I'm not like you, and I'm still pretending that the time is not far away." Ning Zhong laughed.

His husband and wife walked the rivers and lakes with their swords and went through the most difficult years of Mount Hua. It has been decades, and they have a deep relationship. Such bickering and joking is a common occurrence, and Mo Yuan dare not mix it in, just quietly on the sidelines Listen quietly.

Yue Buqun didn't pick up on Ning Zhongze's words, instead he said to Mo Yuan: "Nine Yin Remnants, your teacher and I have studied them carefully for the past two months, among which martial arts are really amazing skills, especially the book of changes. The bone chapter can improve the qualifications of the disciples, with the help of this scripture, I am afraid that the day when Huashan will rise is not far away."

When he said this, he paused, and then said: "Junior Brother Liu of the Hengshan School has a golden basin handwashing meeting on July [-]th, and there is less than a month left. I have already ordered all your senior brothers to gather in Hengyang to congratulate Junior Brother Liu. .It’s just that their skills are still weak, and I’m afraid they will be bullied. Your teacher and I can’t get away after comprehending the Nine Yin Fragments, so you can participate on my behalf.”

"Remember, don't cause trouble, and don't fall into the name of our Huashan faction, so that others will look down upon you!"

Originally, Mo Yuan thought that Liu Zhengfeng's time to wash his hands in the gold basin was coming soon, and wanted to go down the mountain with Yue Buqun, but he never thought that Yue Buqun would ask him to represent Mount Hua, which really surprised him.

That's right, originally Yue Buqun went down the mountain to ward off evil swordsmanship, but now that he has obtained the Nine Yin Fragments, naturally he won't go.

But don't make trouble...

Mo Yuandao: "The disciple took the order, but the master said that he would not let the bottom cause trouble. If it is the Songshan sect who has any conspiracy or tricks, or makes it difficult for the disciple, what should the disciple do?"

Mo Yuan is not a person who is so generous that he ignores others who want to kill him. He has long planned to take revenge on the Songshan faction at this Golden Basin Washing Conference.

Yue Buqun gave Mo Yuan a deep look, and said, "Now the Huashan School is no better than before, you must remember not to fall into the name of our Huashan School."

Mo Yuan didn't understand what the master said, he said happily: "The disciple will obey the master's order."

"Go, go." Yue Buqun waved.

Mo Yuan resigned, walked out of the study, and returned to his room.

It was still early in the day, and it was just right for him to go on the road, so he didn't delay, packed up a few changes of clothes, and headed down the mountain.

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July [-]th, Hengshan, a certain teahouse.

A hunchback with plaster on his face was sitting in a corner, listening to the chatter of all the gangsters in the teahouse, all talking about the Hengshan sent Liu Zhengfeng and Liu Sanye to wash their hands in the golden basin on July [-]th.

Wash your hands in the golden basin, wash your hands in the golden basin...

The hunchback laughed a few times to himself, picked up the teacup on the table, and drank it in one gulp, his mouth full of bitterness.

Jinpen washes his hands and retires to the Jianghu, and he will be able to live in peace from then on. If I had known about such things earlier, I would definitely let my father wash his hands in the Jinpen. I will no longer care about the right and wrong in the Jianghu. all right.

The hunchback thought in his heart that he was none other than Lin Pingzhi from Fuwei Escort.

Just like in the original book, he still suffered a catastrophe. Even if Mo Yuan taught him martial arts, it is a pity that in just one year, how can he surpass Yu Canghai who has been practicing swords for decades?
He was sad about his life experience, but the gangsters in the teahouse began to chat about the quarrel between Mr. Mo Da of the Hengshan School and Mr. Liu.

Just at this time, a young swordsman wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat walked into the teahouse.

"Shopkeeper, are there any seats available?" The swordsman took off the dripping bamboo hat and asked.

At this time, it was raining heavily, and there were no empty seats in the teahouse.

Lin Pingzhi heard the familiar voice, and raised his eyes to look over, this is, Brother Mo!

(End of this chapter)