Taiqing Sword

Chapter 41, Apprenticeship

After learning about An Yunshan, Shangguan Jinghong arranged for Hong Tianyu, Ning Ningxin accompanied Shangguan Jinghong around the door.

Speaking of Shangguan Jinghong's absence, Ning Ningxin took good care of Xixinzong. Although there were only about twenty people under his sect, they all had excellent qualifications.

"Ning Xin, it's been really hard for you during this time." Shangguan Jinghong hugged Ning Xin affectionately, seeing Ning Ning Xin blushing and shy, the passing disciples were all dumbfounded. She has established a cold and majestic image, and no one has ever seen her shy. Disciples who don't know why speculate on Shangguan Jinghong's identity.

Ning Ningxin didn't dare to look up: "No, Jinghong, I don't feel bitter in doing anything for you."

Shangguan cut the tip of Ning Xin's nose fondly in surprise: "Haha, Ning Xin is also the master of a sect now, why is she still coy."

"I'm not a suzerain, I'm just an elder."

Shangguan Jinghong was taken aback when he heard the words: "Then who did you appoint as suzerain?"

Ning Ningxin smiled, and instead of answering Shangguan Jinghong's question, he summoned a disciple and said, "Please, call all the disciples here, I have something to say."

A quarter of an hour later, the disciples came one after another, looking curiously at Shangguan Jinghong beside Ning Xin, and Ning Xin looked around the crowd and said: "Didn't you always want to know who the suzerain of Xixin Sect is? Now he is Standing by my side, you haven't seen the suzerain soon?"

A disciple boldly took a few steps forward, and said in an unkind tone: "Elder Leng, could this be our suzerain?"

Ning Ningxin showed displeasure: "Why, do you think he can't? Or..."

Before he finished speaking, Shangguan Jinghong stopped Ning Ningxin, and smiled at the disciple: "What's your name?"

"If you don't want to change your name, don't change your surname, Mo Yuan." When he spoke, his tone was a little proud. Mo Yuan was an introduction to art. Before entering, he was well-known in Sichuan and Shu, and he was also a leader among his peers. He was 20 years old and had no family background. Status, without the guidance of seniors, only relying on proud aptitude to cultivate to a first-class state, indeed has the capital to be proud of.

"Okay, Mo Yuan, your skills are good. Judging from what you said just now, it seems that you are a little reluctant to be the suzerain." Shangguan Jinghong smiled from beginning to end when he spoke.

Mo Yuan licked his lips: "It's not reluctance. I've been here since the beginning of the sect, and this is the first time I've seen the suzerain. We've seen the martial arts of Elder Leng and Elder An before. Do you mind showing us your hands?"

Mo Yuan also wanted to join the great sect in the Jianghu, but unfortunately the request of the great sect was too much. He said that although Mo Yuan was over [-] years old, although he was good at martial arts, he had already established a routine, and it was not suitable for him to re-learn the martial arts of the sect. I went to many sects far away, but no one took me in. I had no choice but to vote for Xixinzong, but for more than a year, I still felt like I was walking the rivers and lakes alone, groping and practicing by myself, and no one pointed me out. I was a little reluctant, but I had a good face , do not want to quit the sect without reason.

After Mo Yuan's words fell, another disciple walked out: "Sovereign, Brother Mo didn't mean to offend, but the suzerain has never shown his face, and he didn't accept it for a while."

The smile on Shangguan Jinghong's face grew stronger: "What's your name?"

"The disciple's surname is Kun and his name is Qian." Among the sects, Kun Qian and Mo Yuan are the best friends, and their aptitude is also excellent, but their cultivation base is much worse than Mo Yuan's. He has a high status in the school and is extremely harsh on the disciples in the school. When he saw Mo Yuan just now, he was afraid that Mo Yuan would be punished, so he couldn't help but help him.

Shangguan Jinghong nodded: "Kun Qian, are you interceding for Mo Yuan?"

Kun Qian's face moved slightly: "The suzerain misunderstood, and the disciple didn't mean it."

Mo Yuan pulled Kun Qian back without saying a word.

Shangguan Jinghong put away his smile: "My martial arts are not for performing tricks on the stage, but for killing people."

Mo Yuan snorted coldly, Shangguan Jinghong's hair moved with the wind, and said with a smile: "Mo Yuan, did you see clearly?"

Mo Yuan frowned: "See what?" As soon as the words fell, there was a sword mark on the neckline, Mo Yuan stepped back in shock, looking at Shangguan Jinghong in horror, he didn't see Shangguan at all Jinghong shot, how could it be?
Shangguan Jinghong shook his head: "Your aptitude is good, indeed you have a proud capital, because what you have learned is too complicated, which limits your cultivation and advancement, and it is also difficult for you to break this shackle, so you can only stay in the First-class realm, not moving forward."

Mo Yuan swallowed hard, suppressed the horror in his heart, and said dejectedly: "So, my martial arts can't go any further?"

"not necessarily!"

When Mo Yuan heard that his sorrow turned into joy, he knelt down with a plop: "Please accept me as a disciple, the suzerain. No matter how hard it is, the disciple will never complain."

These twenty or so disciples were headed by Mo Yuan, and when they saw Mo Yuan bowed his head, they all knelt down to pay respects.

"Get up, you don't need to bow down to me."

All the disciples stood up, only Mo Yuan was still kneeling there, Shangguan Jinghong said: "Mo Yuan, get up."

Mo Yuan said stubbornly: "Please accept me as a disciple, suzerain."

Shangguan Jinghong walked around Mo Yuan a few times and said, "Mo Yuan, I can take you as an apprentice, but I can only teach you basic swordsmanship. As for internal strength, I can teach you only when I think your basic swordsmanship meets the requirements. Here you are, would you like it?"

Mo Yuan bowed his head and remained silent, thinking for a while: "Disciple, disciple is willing."

Shangguan Jinghong smiled: "Okay, from today onwards, you are my third disciple. My first disciple is now in Ziwu Palace. You can't see him. The second disciple is the son of Elder An."

Mo Yuan was taken aback when he heard the words. Elder An is such a master that he let his son worship the suzerain as his teacher. So the suzerain's martial arts is higher than elder an?

Shangguan Jinghong ignored the surprised Mo Yuan, but said to Kun Qian, "What about you? Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Kun Qian looked overjoyed, he didn't expect to be able to worship Shangguan Jinghong as his teacher, and quickly kowtowed three times: "Yes, of course my disciple is willing."

"Okay, unlike Mo Yuan, you need to learn internal skills first, and then practice moves, so your martial arts progress is much slower than others."

"The disciple understands."

The reason why Shangguan Jinghong did not teach Mo Yuan's internal skills was because Mo Yuan had been exposed to internal skills before, and it was difficult to practice another martial art for a while. They are all different, but Mo Yuan has an aggressive temper and lack of patience. He can only sharpen his temper by practicing basic swordsmanship first, but Kun Qian is different. , and has excellent qualifications and is easy to guide. If he can endure hardships, his future achievements will never be lower than the innate realm.

Shangguan Jinghong glanced at everyone: "I am not the suzerain, the suzerain is cold hearted, and I am a guest elder in the Xixin sect."

Ning Ningxin looked at Shangguan Jinghong in surprise, and whispered: "Jinghong, what are you doing, how can I be the suzerain."

Shangguan Jinghong said: "Xi Xin Sect was originally established for you, so you are the most suitable suzerain, and I don't like such a clear identity as suzerain, it hinders me too much from doing other things."

Ning Ningxin frowned and thought for a while: "Okay, I'll listen to you." Then he said to his disciples: "Although I am the suzerain, the elders of Shangguan have the same rights as the suzerain in the sect."

"The disciple waits to meet the suzerain and the elder Shangguan."

After smoothing things out, Shangguan Jinghong brought Mo Yuan and Kun Qian to An Yunshan's residence. When An Yunshan saw Shangguan Jinghong coming, he immediately got up and saluted: "My lord, you are here."

"Old An, where's An Ming?"

An Yunshan immediately turned around and shouted into the room: "Ming'er, come out."

An Ming ran out of the room in a hurry, took a look at An Yunshan, and saluted Shangguan Jinghong: "The disciple pays homage to the master."

Shangguan Jinghong nodded, and then said to An Yunshan: "Mr. An, this time I am here to officially teach An Ming martial arts, so from today, Mr. An, I will take An Ming away, and I will take An Ming away from now on. I can't live with you all the time."

An Yunshan was not at all reluctant, on the contrary he was very happy: "Thank you, my lord."

An Ming glanced at An Yunshan with some reluctance, but An Yunshan stared back: "Master, if this kid is disobedient, you will just teach me a lesson."

Shangguan Jinghong said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. An, don't worry, An Ming won't be too wronged if he follows me."

Shangguan Jinghong led the three of them directly to the back mountain. Under the strange eyes of the three, Shangguan Jinghong gently pushed out a palm on the mountain wall and immediately opened a hole the size of a person, ignoring the horror of the three. , Shangguan Jinghong pointed: "Kun Qian, you sit in, remember to sit facing the mountain wall."

Kun Qian frowned and looked at Shangguan Jinghong: "Master, you let me face the wall?"

"Okay, what's the problem?"

Kun Qian was full of doubts, but he still said: "No." After speaking, he immediately sat facing the wall according to Shangguan Jinghong's instructions. The air flow was extremely itchy when it was moving physically, just about to ask, Shangguan Jinghong said: "Calm down, calm down, remember the route of the breath, for the next three days, you will continue to exercise according to this route, Breathe out."

Listening to Shangguan Jinghong's words, Kun Qian slowly closed his eyes, carefully memorized the exercise route, and his breathing became extremely slow and steady. After a while, Shangguan Jinghong withdrew his palm, glanced at Kun Qian, Nodding his head, he looked at Mo Yuan again: "Mo Yuan, your practice method is much simpler." As he spoke, he drew a long sword forward once, put it back into its sheath, drew it out again, put it back into its sheath, and unsheathed it again. One pick, return to the sheath... After a series of movements, Shangguan Jinghong threw the sword to Mo Yuan: "Do it."

Mo Yuan took the long sword like Kun Qian, frowned, stood there for a long time, Shangguan Jinghong said: "Why, is there a problem?"

Mo Yuan looked up at Shangguan Jinghong: "Master, is this the basic swordsmanship?"

Shangguan Jinghong made a serious joke: "Why, Mo Yuan, do you think it is still not basic enough?"

"Of course not, it's just that when I first started practicing martial arts..."

"It will be done, won't it?" Before Mo Yuan finished speaking, Shangguan Jinghong took it over: "In this case, it is not difficult to leave sword marks on the stone wall with your skill. In one breath, I want to see There are at least ten sword marks on the stone wall, just follow the move I just did."

Mo Yuan frowned even tighter: "Ten sword strikes in one breath? How is this possible?"

Shangguan Jinghong snatched the long sword, only heard the long sword collide with the stone wall, when he looked at the stone wall again, he saw at least twenty sword marks left on the stone wall, Mo Yuan couldn't close his mouth in shock :"master……"

"In the world of martial arts, the only thing that can't be defeated is speed. Even if the opponent's internal strength is higher than yours, as long as you are faster than him, you are still a body of flesh and blood. When life and death are contested, he must die."

Mo Yuan remained silent, silently took the long sword from Shangguan Jinghong's hand, and swung each sword according to Shangguan Jinghong's demonstration.

Shangguan Jinghong looked at An Ming again: "An Ming, do you know how you are different from them?"

An Ming shook his head: "Master, please advise."

Shangguan Jinghong slowly led An Ming to a large pool, and said slowly: "You practiced my unique skill. Because of your physique, you were lucky enough to break through the first floor. When I practiced this set of internal skills, No one pointed me out, I almost lost my life a few times, Taiji Xuantian Kung Fu, what is Taiji, Taiji is the mother of yin and yang, ordinary people practice internal strength, the most rigid martial arts is the most yang, and the most soft martial arts is the most yin, and the most soft martial arts is the most yin The principle of Taiji is to combine yin and yang, and combine hardness and softness, so the first thing you need to learn is control, how to control the balance of yin and yang in the body, how to combine yin and yang into one, and learn how to turn yin and qi into one. For yang qi, when you can use yin and yang qi freely, you can enter the next level.”

An Ming seemed to understand, "Master, how do I practice control?"

"It's very simple, the water is soft, and the iron is strong. You only need to use your internal force to control the iron block to walk in the water. When you can freely control the iron block to float up and down in the water, come to me again, and I will pass it on to you. The first level of martial arts." After finishing speaking, Shangguan Jinghong dropped a piece of iron that weighed one or two catties, and left alone. After walking for a while, he turned around and stood in the corner watching the three of them practicing. He didn't know when Hong Tianyu came Next to Shangguan Jinghong: "Disciple, the way you teach your disciples is really different."

Shangguan Jinghong changed his serious look just now, and said with a playful smile: "Master, as the saying goes, the master leads the door to practice on one's own, except for An Ming, the two of them have never been in contact with Zheng's inner strength, so this is a good time to try them. insight and endurance."

Hong Tianyu raised his eyes to look at Shangguan Jinghong, smiled a few times and left, and said as he walked: "Disciple, although you are also a teacher now, don't forget that you still have a long, long way to go. Only when I reached the realm of becoming a saint in one step, did I realize that becoming a saint in one step is not the legendary pinnacle of martial arts, maybe it’s just the beginning, I’m already old, I don’t know if I can reach a higher level, but you can.”

After finishing speaking, Shangguan Jinghong left with a shocked expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)