Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 3
"Dayou, don't be angry, it's all the brother's fault, so tomorrow I will sneak down the mountain and bring you two jugs of wine as an apology, what do you think?"

In Mo Yuan's room, a young man with a square face and bright eyes said that he was Linghu Chong. Beside him stood an eight or nine-year-old girl. for cuteness.

I just heard the girl say in a naive way: "Eldest senior brother, Daddy punished you for thinking about your mistakes. It's fine for you to sneak down to visit Sixth Senior Brother. You even sneaked down the mountain to buy wine. I want to tell Daddy."

When Linghu Chong heard this, he immediately panicked, his eyes rolled round, and he begged, "My dear junior sister, I will bring you two bunches of candied haws tomorrow, please don't tell me about it!"

That little girl is none other than Junior Junior Sister Yue Lingshan.

Looking at Linghu Chong, who was young but already somewhat unrestrained, Mo Yuan shook his head secretly, and said with a blank expression: "There is no need for an apology, senior brother, please leave, the doctor said, I need this injury." Take a good rest and don't be disturbed."

Drinking or something, it has to be divided into people, drinking with junior sister is naturally okay, drinking with Linghu Chong, Mo Yuan thinks he is not so lucky.

"Dayou, it's my shots that are neither light nor heavy. I must pay attention next time, so don't be angry with me." Linghu Chong saw that Mo Yuan's face was not good-looking, and he only acted as if he was still angry and coaxing a child. tone way.

In fact, this is not wrong at all, Mo Yuan's current body is only about ten years old, and Yue Lingshan is also a little younger, isn't he just coaxing children?

It's a pity that today's Lu Dayou is already Mo Yuan.

"Brother, I'm not angry, I'm serious, I'm going to rest." Mo Yuan said in a very angry tone.

Rao Linghu Chong has always been unrestrained and unrestrained, and he also sensed that his sixth junior brother was wrong. Treating him like this, how can he still have half the intimacy of the past?

He had no choice but to say: "Then Junior Brother, you have a good rest, so I won't bother you."

After speaking, he dragged Yue Lingshan who was at the side and walked towards the door. While walking, he murmured in a low voice how something had changed.

Looking at the back figure who was about to walk to the door, Mo Yuanfu said again: "There is one more thing to let the senior brother know. The master has changed my name to Mo Yuan last night. The master also said that in the future, I will not be with the senior brother." You messed up."

Linghu Chong's figure suddenly stopped there, motionless. After a while, he stepped out again, and then his voice came in: "Got it."

Hearing the footsteps of the two walking farther and farther, Mo Yuan let out a long sigh of relief. This should be regarded as getting rid of Linghu Chong. The next thing is to heal the injury and practice martial arts well.

Thinking of the handsome figure in a white robe and holding a sword in his dream last night, Mo Yuan's eyes glowed with longing.

……

After recovering from his injury, Mo Yuan also started his first day of martial arts training.

Under the scorching sun, all the disciples stood on the training ground, each practicing their own martial arts, while the couple Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze watched closely from the side.

Since the generation of the two of them, the Huashan sect suddenly encountered a catastrophe, and there were only his husband and wife left in the sect. They managed to gather some disciples, and they naturally needed to train them carefully. These are the hopes for the rise of Huashan in the future.

Huashan's martial arts training ground is quite large, enough to accommodate hundreds of disciples practicing martial arts.It's a pity, now, there are only eight or nine disciples, and the junior sister Yue Lingshan is also added.

As of Mo Yuan's youngest male disciples, there are six in total. Led by Linghu Chong, they are Lao Denuo, Liang Fa, Dai Shizi, and Gao Genming. But they didn't recognize any of them.

Here, Linghu Chong and Lao Denuo have already started to practice swordsmanship and martial arts, while the rest of the disciples, including Yue Lingshan, are all in the stage of Zhama step training their foundation.

"Although my Huashan School is famous for its swords, it is based on Qi. If you want to learn superior martial arts, you must lay a solid foundation. New disciples walk for three hours a day for three consecutive years. This is tempering. Your temperament, you must remember not to be lazy!" Ning Zhong watched the disciples showing fatigue, and urged him aloud.

All the disciples responded, pulled themselves together, and set up some loose airs.

For some reason, Xu Lu Dayou had been riding a horse for a year before, and Mo Yuan didn't feel tired when he stood for three hours, but felt a little relaxed.

This is the effect of time travel. After all, it is the physical body chosen by the reincarnation bells of the heavens. Mo Yuan's soul was conceived and grown in the world of Journey to the West. In the past few days, he has recuperated and his body and soul are integrated. Naturally, the physical body has improved from the inside to the outside. qualifications.

His performance like this made Yue Buqun, who had been watching the disciples practicing kung fu, change his expression.

But Yue Buqun whispered to Ning Zhong: "Look at Xiao Liu, he is the most active on weekdays, how could he persist for three hours, what happened today?"

Ning Zhong looked at Mo Yuan, with a hint of satisfaction in her beautiful eyes, she scolded: "On weekdays you always say how naughty your disciples are, but today Xiao Liu has made progress, you still feel strange, but it's really hard to serve you .”

Yue Buqun didn't reply, just stroked his long beard and smiled.

……

Night, study.

Mo Yuan stood at the door and said cautiously: "Master, the disciple is here."

"Come in." Yue Buqun's voice came from inside.

Mo Yuan answered yes, then crept open the door and walked in.

Yue Buqun was reading a book.

He was favored by his friends in the world, and he was given the nickname of Junzijian, which not only means that he behaves like a gentleman, but also has something to do with his love of reading poetry and books.

He put down the book in his hand, looked at the little disciple in front of him with a half-smile, and said, "Xiao Liu, do you know why the teacher called you here?"

Mo Yuan shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Yue Buqun said: "I'm looking for you because your horse riding in the afternoon is much better than in the past. I want to ask you. Come in and let me have a look."

Mo Yuan walked to Yue Buqun's side according to his words.

Unexpectedly, Yue Buqun reached out and stepped on his shoulder, and then touched his body, thighs, limbs, buttocks, and squeezed him from time to time.

Hey, what are you doing, stop!

Mo Yuan watched Yue Buqun in front of him touch more and more vigorously, and there was a strange look in his eyes, he couldn't help but shuddered a little, the original book didn't say that this gentleman's sword is so good!

Although it is not his original body, Mo Yuan can't bear a man to touch him like this. He is still a ten-year-old child...

"Master, have you touched it yet..." Mo Yuan asked weakly.

"What's the matter?" Yue Buqun looked at his little apprentice's weird expression, and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing."

Mo Yuan smiled sheepishly, and said: "Before I came, my wife told me to teach you to go back to her room to rest earlier..."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Yue Buqun was secretly amused, he still didn't understand what Mo Yuan meant, if Linghu Chong said this to him, he would definitely have slapped him and thought about the cliff face, but Mo Yuan was only ten years old after all.

He said: "I will help you look at the bones for the teacher. You are so young, how can you put so much thought into it. Could it be that you forgot that when you came up to the mountain a year ago, it was for the teacher and his wife to take a bath for you."

It turned out to be looking at the bones...

Mo Yuan was sure, but he was still a little nervous. Who could bear a man touching the body of another man in his 20s?

Fortunately, Yue Buqun stopped quickly, and a pair of demon palms left his body.

"You are very lucky. I didn't expect your bones to be so good. No wonder the horse's stance is so steady today." Yue Buqun stroked his beard and smiled.

In the past, when he took Lu Dayou as his apprentice, he also saw it once, but it was nothing special at that time, it can only be said that he looked like a middle-aged man. I think it was because he was too young at that time, his bones had not yet grown, and life was hard , has nothing to do with good food.

Yue Buqun didn't suspect anything else, after all, Mo Yuan had been under his nose all the time, how could he have thought that his body was still the same, and other parts had been changed long ago?
"Master, what do you mean, is this disciple good at learning martial arts?" Mo Yuan asked Yue Buqun with a smile on his face.

Can be a genius, the devil is willing to follow the rise of the useless wood, the invincible genius, isn't he good, and he has to be beaten all the way to resist?
"You go down now." Yue Buqun didn't answer, but just smiled and asked Mo Yuan to retreat.

Seeing that Yue Buqun was trying to cheat on him, Mo Yuan had no choice but to bow and leave.

But just as he stepped out of the gate with one foot, Yue Buqun's voice came from behind again: "From today onwards, in the next three hours of horse gait, you can do it for six hours."

uh-huh? !
Mo Yuan's feet suddenly felt unable to move. Genius, I am a genius. Isn't this extra training a routine for the rise of waste?

Just as he turned his head to plead for mercy, a strong wind suddenly came from behind him, pushing him out evenly, and with a 'creak' sound, even the door was closed.

Seeing that he was not given a chance to protest, Mo Yuan had no choice but to grimace, and moved to his room step by step.

The time on the mountain always passes quickly, spring and autumn come, Mo Yuan has been on this mountain for two years in a blink of an eye.

In the past two years, Linghu Chong tried several times to reconcile with Mo Yuan, but Mo Yuan dismissed them politely and distantly.As a senior brother of the Huashan School, Linghu Chong naturally had a bit of a temper, and never came to Mo Yuan again after that.

And half a year ago, Linghu Chong officially went down the mountain to wander the rivers and lakes, and the two hadn't seen each other for a long time.

On this day, Mo Yuan finished his horse stance, but was stopped by Yue Buqun alone.

"Xiao Liu, do you know what my teacher asked you to do?" Yue Buqun, who was dressed as a scholar in a green shirt, said with a smile. He was holding a folding fan and shaking it gently, indescribably gentle and elegant.

"Master stopped the disciple, it must be to teach him martial arts!" Mo Yuan's face was full of joy, today is the end of the three-year period, and it is time to teach him martial arts.

"You're a clever one."

Yue Buqun patted Mo Yuan on the head with his folding fan, and said, "Do you know why my Huashan disciples have to do basic homework for three years before they can learn martial arts?"

"Master once said that it is to lay a solid foundation."

"Yes, it's not..."

Yue Buqun smiled, and he said: "Actually, one year of hard work is enough just to lay a solid foundation, but it has other meanings for you to train for three years."

Speaking of this, his face was full of pride, and he said: "My Huashan school started from the Southern Song Dynasty. After hundreds of years, there are countless magical skills. How can I ask people to learn them at will?"

"In these three years of hard work, in addition to laying a solid foundation, it is also necessary to discern the disposition of the disciples. My unique skills must never be taught to people with bad intentions!"

"Of course, in these three years, it is also a good time for me, as the teacher, to observe what kind of martial arts are suitable for my disciples. After all, my martial arts are extensive and profound, and even if I spend my whole life, I can only understand them. Once I make a mistake It's a wrong way, but it's a mistake..."

"Master, what kind of kung fu do you think I'm suitable for?" Mo Yuan asked expectantly. Yue Buqun said that he has excellent bones. Could it be that he wants to teach him the "Huashan Nine Kung Fu, Zixia No. [-]" Zixia magic?

……

(End of this chapter)