A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 50: Physical repair

Muyu lay on the bed comfortably. The accommodation provided by Qingsongpai for guests is spacious and bright, which is not much better than Kiba's ruined nest in Luochenpai.

He promised to make a pot of tea, pour it to Master, and then pour himself a cup. He looked up and asked, "Will Kiba taste the green pine pie tea?"

"I don't want to drink such ugly things."

Kiha smirked. He didn't understand what tea was good. The tea in his mouth was like a mouthwash, and he was gushing twice. Apart from the bitter taste, the soup made by Uncle Bian was better. He couldn't think of why he would drink tea.

"Tasting tea can make people calm. The way of tea has a long history, meaning bitterness and happiness. Tasting tea does not lie in the taste, but in the heart, and the heart is mellow." Feng Haochen smiled slightly and thought about being with one. It seems premature for the immature teenager to talk about tea.

Kiha touched his head: "Too esoteric, not suitable for me."

Acceptingly shook his head helplessly, and sat down in front of the master. Mu Yu remembered about the competition tomorrow. Every year, no one from the Falling Chen sect came to participate in the competition, but he thought that since they are here, he was a little curious, so he asked, "Master, can I participate in the competition tomorrow?" /

"Go if you want, it's okay, long-term knowledge is good." Feng Haochen nodded.

"It's great, how do the masters compare with each other? Wendou? Martial arts? All the civil and martial arts?" Mu Yu eagerly said, usually with the master for a long time, he feels that he is also a very literary teenager, right Life is full of love, and occasionally I can chant a poem or two of "The setting sun is infinitely good, and I can hear the birds everywhere".

"Promise you to tell him!"

Accepted, and then said: "You can participate if you want to participate. The rules are very simple. There are 20 sects. Each sect will send one person to compete with the other 19 sects. A school allows seven people to participate, and one of these seven people will be played in each competition. That is to say, the seven people have to play a total of 19 games. They are ranked according to the number of wins. If the two schools win the same number of games, this The two schools will compete again."

"Brother, will you come with me? We can form a "Chengmu Yanyu" group, maybe the first place is ours." Kiha asked eagerly.

Accepted that he laughed dumbly, and then shook his head: "For the sake of fairness, the participants are all young disciples, not more than twenty-five years old, and the cultivation base is limited to the foundation building period. Although now I hide them. I didn’t notice it, but as long as I took a shot, I basically couldn’t hide from other Jin Dan stage elders. If you want to participate, you have to play 19 games with 19 sects alone. There are seven other sects that can rotate, you can only The horse is non-stop."

Mu Yu's smile froze, and after a while he said depressed: "It's really time to call Ling'er and Xiang Nan."

"You don't need to win anyway, you can choose a few schools to fight, and the others will abstain." Cheng Yan said indifferently.

"Then what is the level of cultivation of the 25-year-old disciples of other schools?" Kiba thought that he could pick a few cartilage heads and beat them, which would save a little effort.

Acceptance thought for a while, and said: "Generally speaking, for disciples with outstanding talents like the Qingsong School, it’s no problem for two or three to reach the Nine Heavens at the age of 25. There are disciples who build the Nine Heavens, but the latter ones are relatively weaker. They are cultivated at the fifth and sixth layers, and even those who have just entered the foundation building period. It is not impossible to practice the Qi. Like the Qiantian school, the four One of them is practicing Qi Jiuzhong."

"Brother, are you 20 years old today?" Mu Yu suddenly stared at the acceptance.

She shrugged noncommittal. Kiyu rolled his eyes. He didn't think anything in the martial arts before. Even if the big brother reaches the golden core stage before the age of twenty, it seems to be a matter of course, but this matter is too abnormal in the cultivation world. Twenty-year-old golden core Period, where will anyone believe it? He also thought that Xiang Nan was only seventeen years old and had already built the Nine Heavens, and Linger was sixteen years old and also built the Nine Heavens. It was not quite right to go out.

"Brother, are you going to catch up with Uncle An soon?" Mu Yu asked curiously. Cheng Yan never said about his cultivation base, and he didn't know the true cultivation base of Uncle An and Master, he only knew that all three of them were in the golden core stage.

Acceptance smiled: "You have to come on, Xiang Nan and Ling'er are also about to break through to the golden core stage, and then you will be left."

"Why are you leaving me? Will the six of us summon Shenlong after reaching the Golden Core Stage? That's not one."

Mu Yu remembered the story that the village chief told him when he was a child that the seven swords summon the dragon and the eight immortals crossed the sea. He is only building the foundation of the four heavens, and may just be better than the two troublemakers. Then he thought, if you add that mysterious second brother, there will be exactly seven.

"If you meet the Qiantian faction, just abstain. Daoist Boyang is a good person. He helped me a few years ago. We don't care about winning or losing, people care about it." Feng Haochen said.

Kiba nodded, and didn't have any comments on it. The qualifications of the disciples of the Qiantian School are not as good as those of the other schools, and the acceptance of disciples every year is not satisfactory. If you win them, it will only make them worse. They only brought four people this time, and one of them is still in the training period. This lineup is not very optimistic. Since the master has said so, there is nothing to worry about.

To compare with other people in the foundation period, he has only encountered a few so far. But three months ago when he was still building the base of the Triple Heaven, he almost killed Li Yuan of the Jiuzhong Heaven in a strange state. He was always curious about why he lost control. He didn't tell anyone about this. Including Master, he doesn't like that state, and doesn't want to enter that state again.

It's still early days, and you have to at least stroll around when you come to this arrogant school. After getting the consent of the master, Kiyu ran out happily. There is a small forest in front of the courtyard, and further forward it seems to be the place where the Qingsong school disciples live. Mu Yu didn’t want to go there. He turned aside, remembering that when he came back, it was a chic red pagoda. I don’t know what it was for. .

The tower is ancient and elegant, exuding a simple and simple atmosphere, which makes people feel solemn. There is a plaque on the tower with the three characters "Cangshu Pavilion" inlaid in gold. Mu Yu doesn't know what Cangshu Pavilion means. Can't read books in this school? When he still wanted to move forward, he was stopped by two disciples of the Qingsong faction.

"This is the forbidden area of ​​the Qingsong School, outsiders are not allowed to enter." The Qingsong School disciple said domineeringly. He felt Mu Yu's cultivation during the training period, and he showed a trace of disdain, and he obviously looked down on Mu Yu. In fact, the disciples of Qingsong School have a sense of superiority in other schools, which is inevitable.

Muyu curled his lips, walked back, and muttered as he walked: "Is there anything to hide in books, do you hide small yellow books? The village chief grandfather said that kind of books are harmful to your mental health!"

Mu Yu didn’t know that this library was the location of the Qingsong School’s cultivation technique, and only Qingsong School disciples could read it. In fact, every school has more or less similarities, except perhaps the shabby Luochen School. , He didn't know the meaning of Cangshuge is also excusable.

While Kiba was kicking the stone, thinking about where else to go, he suddenly saw a young man sitting on a stone chair under a tree, holding a cloth in his hand, and gently wiping the iron sword in his hand. .

This person, Mu Yu, naturally knew that the disciple of the Qiantian School, the guy who carried the magic weapon on his body without putting it in the Universe Bag, Mu Yu was a little curious about him. He looked very cold. Just now Daoist Boyang told his disciples to follow the confession when they went out. Everyone answered, but he was indifferent.

"Hello, my name is Kiyu." Kiyu sat across from him, across a stone table, looking at the sword in his hand. It was just an ordinary iron sword, black, with a wide back, and it looked very heavy.

"Qiantian faction, Gu Yitian." The young man raised his head and glanced at Mu Yu. He recognized Mu Yu and didn't show any emotions, just replied lightly.

The indifferent character reminded Mu Yu of Uncle An’s paralyzed face. I wonder if this young man is also paralyzed. Kiba continued to ask: "Why don't you put this magic weapon away but carry it on your body?"

"It is not a magic weapon, but an ordinary sword." Gu Yitian still wiped his sword.

Kiyu blinked. The cultivator's flying sword or other magic weapons are made of precious materials. How can ordinary iron swords be favored by cultivators?

"Then how did you fly?" Kiba couldn't help asking.

Gu Yitian did not answer Mu Yu directly, but suddenly asked: "The one named Cheng Yan, will he come to participate in the competition tomorrow?"

Kiyu was stunned for a moment. Why did he suddenly get involved with the senior?

"Why? Do you want to find him to practice hands?" Mu Yu secretly smiled, and promised that his cultivation level is comparable to this young man.

"I just think he is very strong, I want to challenge him." Gu Yitian slowly wrapped the sword in cloth.

Kiba spread out his hands: "Then you may not be happy. Our door party doesn't matter, so he doesn't plan to participate, but I will participate. Maybe we can learn from each other."

Gu Yitian looked at Mu Yu: "My goal is not you, but those talented disciples, we are all gray disciples, there is nothing to learn from."

The disciples of the last sect were not well qualified. Taoist Boyang was not enough when recruiting disciples in his class, so he was also selected as a gray disciple. He considered the last disciple of the Fallen Sect. It must be worse than them.

Kiha was surprised: "Are you also a gray disciple? You were still selected. It's too much. Why didn't I look at me? I don't look ugly!"

After talking about this, he found that he regretted it a little. If no one liked it at the beginning, where would he meet the master? He has always been grateful to his master. He swallowed quickly, and cut off the thought.

Gu Yitian puzzled: "No one of you can see why you are here?"

"Just kidding, I think your cultivation is not bad, are you really a gray disciple?" Kiba asked. It is very difficult for a gray disciple to cultivate any results ~ IndoMTL.com~ Otherwise, looking for a deacon will not be used as a subordinate of another disciple for the rest of your life.

Gu Yitian said indifferently: "Innate talent does not mean anything, have you ever heard of physical training?"

Kiba's eyes widened. Master once told him that some people in the cultivation world would choose to cultivate because of their poor aptitude. Physical training is a very painful process, because they have to constantly push their bodies to break through their limits and rebirth in pain. Those who practice non-strong perseverance cannot try, they are very cruel to themselves, and they will be scarred every time they practice. They are not like normal cultivators who can use their spiritual power to fight against people. They all rely on a strong physical body. When the physical body is cultivated to an incredible level, their body will undergo a qualitative leap, and their strength will not lose to other cultivators. By. Relying on their powerful physique, their power can be impressive.

Many people in the cultivation world will try to follow the path of physical cultivation, but many people have given up. The process of life is not as good as death makes it difficult to persist, and those who can persist will not necessarily succeed. This path Too hard.

"Are you physical training?" Kiba asked.

Gu Yitian put the sword on the stone table, and the stone table suddenly tilted. He gently held the stone table with his hand and said, "This sword weighs five hundred jin. I naturally want to carry it on my body. Insufficient strength, there is no universe in the sleeve."

Kiba opened his mouth. He didn't know what to say. He admired people who practiced physical training very much. It was just that physical training was difficult to succeed. They wanted to cultivate Taoism and had defects in their congenital conditions. This lonely sky must be a strong-willed person, otherwise he would not choose to practice.

"I am very curious about your brother, he is not much older than me, and his cultivation looks very unusual. I will ask him if I have the opportunity."

Gu Yitian picked up the sword, then stood up, turned and left.

Kiha is a little looking forward to tomorrow's competition. He wants to see the strength of physical training with his own eyes.