"Feng Yi~"

Master Xu twisted his beard and slowly said.

Feng Yi hurriedly replied: "Disciple is here! Can Master have any advice?"

Master Xu smiled and waved his thin hands gently, saying, "I have nothing to teach you about the "Sutra of Purity and Quietness". You can understand the Taoist scriptures, even if there is a fallacy, it is better than teaching them by me. Well, if you read all the volumes on this floor, I don't mind sitting with you and discussing the truth - but I am not talking about this right now."

Feng Yi listened respectfully.

Master Xu said: "Feng Yi, my Qingyun Sect has been passed down for thousands of years. Countless predecessors have left behind art techniques. If you can understand it, you will have infinite power! However, these wonderful methods and supreme supernatural powers are actually not separated from those three categories. These three categories are the directions for the development and prosperity of Qingyun Sect over the past thousands of years, called "Swordsmanship", "Souling Yuan", and "Tongxuan"!"

Although Feng Yi was not sure what the master said these words were meant, he was interested in Qingyun Sect and various secret history of practice, and listened seriously.

Master Xu paused for a moment, as if he had waited for Feng Yi to digest the words, and then continued: "The seven Qingyun veins each have their own inheritance and their own strengths. My Chaoyang Peak lineage has always been particularly good at "sword control". It was no weaker than the Longshou Peak, which was also good at "sword control" at its peak! Feng Huifeng and Luoxia Peak specialize in "Shenyuan" very deeply, while Dazhu Peak and Xiaozhu Peak are the best at "Tongxuan" techniques!"

At this time, Master Xu turned his head to look at him and smiled and said, "You don't understand what I said at this time, so don't worry, just write it down." Then he continued, "Just as I said before, all kinds of supernatural powers and wonderful methods belong to these three categories, and the "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao" of the foundation of all dharmas also belongs to the "Cultivation Yuan". Therefore, these three categories are all practice!"

"Feng Yi——"

He was so excited that he was suddenly called, Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted—

"Disciple is here!"

Master Xu stroked his chin and looked at him with a long beard, and said with a very serious look: "The mysterious state of mind is one of the art of 'tongxuan', do you know?"

"Yes, the disciple knows-"

Feng Yi, who followed the instinctive convention, suddenly became stunned.

Feng Yi didn't know what the art of "Tongxuan" is, but from what Master Xu said just now, he could clearly understand that this must be a very profound and mysterious Taoist method. After all, isn't the person who is focusing on this life, Dazhu Peak, where Dazhu Peak, is also good at this Tao?

Now, Feng Yi has just learned that the original "mysterious state of mind" is actually a kind of "tongxuan" secret technique?

Then he thought about it again and finally understood the purpose of the Master's words.

"It seems you understand," Master Xu looked at the comforting expression of "the son is teachable" and stroked his beard leisurely. "Yes, this is what I want to tell you! - The sword is practice, Tai Chi Xuanqing Tao is practice, so reading the scriptures and enlightenment, and reaching the mystery is naturally practice! Feng Yi, I hope you are calm and patient, and read these Taoist scriptures well."

"Don't think it's boring and useless, you don't need to envy others' progress in cultivation, and you don't have to feel anxious because of wasting time! "Disasure" has never been an obstacle, nor a defect, nor a disease. You come here to read the scriptures to seek the Tao, and never to make up for the defects and cure the disease!"

"I only hope that you will be rude and impetuous, and do not forget your original intention!"

With Master Xu's temperament, he never explained and persuaded others in such detail. Because Taoist practice is based on understanding and the wonderful word "fate". The reason why he looks at Feng Yi differently is that although Feng Yi is young, he is unexpectedly down-to-earth and steady, which makes people feel disappointed; the other is that he considers that he is only facing a ten-year-old child after all, if the truth is not broken and explained, he is afraid that he will mislead the other party.

It is precisely this earnest and earnest teaching that made Feng Yi red his eyes! He has long been used to the warmth and coldness of the world and knows very clearly that if he can meet someone who cares about him from the bottom of his heart in his life, he must cherish it!

What's more, these words really untied Feng Yi's heart.

"The master's advice, the disciple will never forget it!"

Holding down the almost overflowing tears, Feng Yi bowed down and kowtowed three respectfully. While grateful, Feng Yi couldn't help but sigh for Master Xu's savvy vision. After all, he was an elder who had a clear understanding of the world! He asked himself that Xu Ming, who was in the same hospital who met him every day, could not find anything strange from him, but today he met Master Xu for only a moment, so he asked him to see through his heart.

Indeed, the fact is just as Master Xu said. Although Master Shang Zhengliang explained clearly what "knowledge obstacles" meant. In fact, Feng Yi was still under pressure in his heart, and this invisible pressure would eventually affect his practice without realizing it. If he wanted to realize the mystery, he would be afraid that there would be more bumps out of thin air.

Master Xu received his tribute and said, "Get up, Feng Yi. It's getting late, take this scripture and go back first."

Feng Yi hurriedly said: "Master, the two senior brothers once instructed that the scriptures in the Sutra Library cannot be taken out--"

Master Xu smiled and shook his head, and did not stop, but turned around and walked up to the attic of Sutra Library.

"You said that it was approved by me."

——

After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, Feng Yi did not immediately go to Linke Peak.

Because he came back to Qingyuan Peak, he planned to walk around and take a look. After all, it is also the Chaoyang Peak. You can't concentrate on practicing for a few years and haven't even been through Chaoyang Peak all over the Chaoyang Peak, right?

After going up the mountain for more than a month, Feng Yi naturally knew that this peak was the residence of his uncle Yan Zhenghui.

However, the place where Mr. Uncle lived was far away from the Sutra Pavilion and was even deeper into the Qingyuan. The reason why Mr. Uncle lived in remote areas was because of a cold spring. The cold spring naturally gathered the natural spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and had no magical use. It was named "Qingyuan". The name of this peak also came from this, so it was known its importance.

Uncle Yan Zheng met with Master Yan to use the water from the cold spring, mainly on refining weapons.

To put it more specifically, it is actually forging the immortal sword. Yan Zhenghui is a swordsman, and he is a famous swordsman in the entire Qingyun Sect!

All Chaoyang disciples practice swords. The so-called sword-playing people are mostly people who love swords; those who love swords often appear. The "Weapon Refining Pavilion" on Chaoyang Peak was originally created by a master who was obsessed with swords and passed down from generation to generation.

Chaoyang Peak has suffered a disaster, and its lineage has been weak and has not yet become a weak lineage. This sword-forging technique also needs to be passed on. Shang Zhengliang, the first in the lineage, has worked hard to revive Chaoyang and has no time to take care of it. Tong Zhengning is also a woman, so how can he be used to refine weapons?

So there is no doubt that this burden fell on Yan Zhenghui.

Most of the disciples of Chaoyang are familiar with Uncle Yan’s beard, stubble, and dirty faces, and a breath of fireworks. But only Shang Zhengliang and Tong Zhengning still remember how arrogant Junior Brother Yan was, who was handsome and unruly at the time!

Of course, Feng Yi didn't understand these inside stories.

After he untie the pressure and shackles imposed on him in his heart, he walked leisurely along the pine forest, bushes, and flowers and plants along the way, and gradually came to the "Weapon Refining Pavilion" deep in Qingyuan Peak, which is also the place where the Sword Forging Square is located.

The building there is not high, but the smoke is scattered. Unlike Feng Yi who usually sees it, it is more intimate with the fireworks of the world. There is an open space in front of the weapon refining pavilion, and a huge rock is placed on it, with a huge word "sword" written in ancient font.

Feng Yi walked closer and looked carefully, and saw that the pen tip of the word was sharp and a faint sharpness came to his face.

After seeing it, Feng Yi did not see anyone else, so he was not inconvenient to go further. Because he heard his senior brothers talk about the "Weapon Refining Pavilion" and knew that in addition to the sword forging workshop, this place also stores many precious materials and sword forging weapons and other magic weapons, and cannot be easily entered.

Just as he was regretful and turned around and was about to leave, a shocking sound suddenly came from behind the weapon refining pavilion!

The loud roar was like thunder coming to the world!

Feng Yi felt that his ears were "booming" and he could not hear any other sounds at all. Not only that, accompanied by the loud noise, but also violent vibrations, Feng Yi almost saw the weapon refining pavilion building tremble a few times. Even he himself almost fell to the ground under the violent tremor!

"What's going on?"

"Is it an earthquake?"

Feng Yi was confused and panicked in his heart - Haven't he heard of earthquakes in such a blessed place as Qingyun Mountain?

But soon he ruled out this speculation, because a mushroom cloud formed by black smoke and flames rose from behind the weapon refining pavilion!

The aftermath spread, and the strong wind rushed away from all directions. The trees near the distance were shaking with the "click" sound, and I don't know how many branches and leaves were broken. A burst of black dots fell in the air. Feng Yi felt that it was not good, so he quickly dodged away. The black dots fell to the ground and suddenly sounded like crackling sounds. When he looked closely, he was actually tiles that were blown away from the roof of the weapon refining pavilion!

“What the hell happened?”

Feng Yi was shocked inexplicably.

"Swoosh~!"

Suddenly, a figure rose up in the backyard and flew out from the air. Feng Yi had only time to glance at it quickly and vaguely saw the man wearing a Taoist robe, describing his embarrassment, but he didn't see his appearance clearly.

The flames burned after the smoke.

A dense step from far to near, then a group of seven or eight people wearing short clothes and black-faced gray rushed out of the corridor on the left side of the weapon refining pavilion, and ran and shouted: "Water! Hurry up and get water! There is a fire inside, so you must not let the fire burn the weapon refining pavilion!"

When Feng Yi heard the fire, he didn't care about the doubts in his heart, and immediately greeted the senior brothers who had different images from what they usually saw.

"Senior Brother!"

"You - Hey, junior brother? What are you here to do?" The senior brother wiped the black and gray on his face and finally showed his face. After Feng Yi saw it, he also remembered that he had communicated with this senior brother. The senior brother responded just now, and then remembered the fire behind him, and hurriedly said, "Little brother, please stop for a while, and wait until we put out the fire!"

"Senior brother, I'll help too!"
Chapter completed!