Domineering

Chapter 7 Legend
In Xiushui City in July, the weather is unpredictable.

In the early morning, the sun was still shining, and after the six quarters of the hour, the sky began to rain lightly.

After Chu Yunyun came out of the cafeteria, she held an umbrella and casually walked along the laneway paved with bluestone slabs to the Taoist temple north of the martial arts hall.

The Taoist temple is a little far away, located on a small dirt hill, surrounded by a large area of ​​desolate forest.

Only this kind of sparsely populated place is the most suitable for building a foundation of spiritual power and practicing spells.

Next, she will also have to stay there for a few days until she condenses her own 'spiritual seed'.

The spirit seed is the core of all spells, and it is also the key to the master's magic power. It is equivalent to the dragon and tiger golden pill of martial arts, which can grow gradually and eventually turn into a nascent soul.

Chu Yunyun's cultivation has already arrived, and several teachers from the Artisan Academy have also urged her for a long time.

In today's world, arts are declining, and martial arts are respected. Although art repairs have a place, they are generally not taken seriously.

After Wuxiu reaches the third rank, he can call the wind and call the rain, breaking mountains and cracking the ground.

Martial arts can do anything that martial arts can do, so what else should martial arts do?
Moreover, the practice of spells is difficult, and there are too few people who have achieved success on this road.

It is rare for a young man like Chu Yunyun who is talented in magic arts to devote himself to the art of magic, so the teachers of the Magician Academy pay special attention to her.

Chu Yunyun had no choice but to postpone the time for condensing the 'spiritual seed'.

Just because the inner martial arts test was coming up at that time, she had to collect 80 taels of money for Chu Xisheng, and she had been running darts all the time, and she couldn't procrastinate until today.

Her spiritual power has been filled to the extreme, and there is no more to add.

The so-called loss when the moon is full, this is not a good thing in the practice of magic.

At this moment, Chu Yunyun suddenly stopped and stared forward.

At the corner of the alley ten feet ahead, a large group of men and women wearing blue student uniforms passed by, and they hurried towards the scripture building with umbrellas on their faces.

That should be the newly promoted inner sect of the North Campus of the Martial Art Museum, who is about to go to the Sutra Library to study classics and select inheritance.

Chu Yunyun noticed one of the youths.

This young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he seemed older among a group of inner disciples.

This person has a thin figure and a withered and yellow face. On the surface, he looks like an ordinary young man.

However, Chu Yunyun used to have a 'real eye', able to see through [-]% of the illusions in this world.

Under her gaze, this person was clearly as white as jade, handsome and delicate, with lips like blood, wearing a red crown on his head, and a few strands of hair were untied and scattered in front of his forehead.

Between his eyebrows, there was a three-inch long and short blue mark, extending from the hairline to the bridge of the nose.

Chu Yunyun didn't recognize this person, but he looked familiar.

The key is that this person's cultivation is close to the fourth rank.

What does such a master come to Zhengyang Martial Arts?Still pretending to be a new inner disciple?

Chu Yunyun's eyes could not help showing a hint of coldness.

In her prediction, Chu Xisheng's entry into the Sutra Library to comprehend the 'Jiazi' totem should have been a matter of convenience and convenience.

But now life is variable——

Chu Yunyun walked forward while meditating, and not long after, she suddenly moved slightly, and turned to walk towards the big school field of the martial arts hall.

There is a tall stone wall on the south side of here, and various notices are plastered on the wall.

There are various notices and decrees from the martial arts hall, and there are also proclamations from the Xiushui County government office.

What Chu Yunyun focused on was one of the wanted warrants.

"Jiangyang Thief Li Daogui, nicknamed 'Blood Wind Sword', offers a reward of [-] magic silver—"

It was him.

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In front of the library, dozens of baskets filled with steamed buns and meat buns were quickly robbed.

The chefs touched their bulging waist pockets and smiled.

Several martial artists from the Eastern Academy were also elated.

Ye Zhiqiu stood on the steps and continued to instruct the disciples: "When you enter the door, the first thing you need to do is to memorize the visualization diagram and secret medicine prescription of Yangyuan Gong.

Next, you must memorize the two of the Ten Arts of Outer Passage, and memorize the first two "True Intentions" completely. This is the basis for you to be promoted to True Instruction in the future.

If you still have time, you can take a look at other martial arts classics. If you are lucky, you may see the notes and true intentions left by Qin Muge in the past. "

The hundred or so inner disciples in front of the steps suddenly buzzed.

"Qin Muge?"

"But the King of Martial Arts, former Anbei General Qin Muge?"

"That Qin Muge who pushed the Northern Territory 12 miles across, became a first-rank general in only [-] years, was undefeated in his life, and was invincible in the Northern Territory?"

Chu Xisheng couldn't help but move slightly, and pricked up his ears.

Hearing these people talk about Chu Yunyun, he felt quite strange.

"This is impossible. The true intention of Qin Muge's hand-painting is a priceless treasure. How could it be lost here?"

"The coach is bragging to us. Qin Muge is from the Tieshan Qin family. What does it have to do with our Wuxiang Shenzong?"

Ye Zhiqiu was not annoyed when she heard this, she smiled: "General Anbei Qin Muge joined the frontier army at the age of 16 to inherit his father's position, and at the age of 22 he was in charge of the "Anbei Army" in the North. In six years, he swept the North Territory, was invincible, and achieved unrivaled martial arts.

Few people in this world know that in the past, when Qin Muge was ten years old, he used an alias to sneak into my Wuxiang Shenzong.

She started as an outer disciple in our Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall, and it took only six years for her to become the direct descendant of my clan.If it wasn't for his father's death in Beijiang, Qin Muge might be the elder of our sect now.

It is said that when Qin Muge was in our Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall, he spent 72 days reading all the [-] volumes of martial arts secrets in this library, leaving many comments and notes, as well as a few pictures that she copied herself. true intentions.Not long ago, a disciple was lucky enough to see one of the pictures and practiced a very powerful swordsmanship—"

Just as Ye Zhiqiu was saying this, he suddenly saw Shao Lingshan, the coach of the West Academy, leading a large group of people over.

She curled her lips, put away the conversation immediately, and signaled the martial artist guarding the door to open the door of the Sutra Library: "Let them in!"

All the disciples waited until the heavy door of the library slowly opened, and with a bang, they rushed to the first room on the right hand side of the door.

Chu Xisheng was no exception. He showed the momentum he used to grab a seat in the study room, and rushed into the room at the front.

The structure of this room is like a lecture theater, with a large interior space, but it is packed with people after a few breaths.

Chu Xisheng came in earlier, not only in the first two rows, but also with a good viewing angle.

But not long after, he was surprised to find that there was an empty circle around him.

The surrounding area was obviously crowded, but the inner disciple brothers nearby avoided him in fear.

There were also people who didn't know the situation and wanted to squeeze over to sit, but were forcibly driven back.

Chu Xisheng's heart trembled slightly, and he had already noticed that among the crowd, there were eight or nine teenagers with cold faces looking at him unkindly.

Chu Xisheng immediately realized that he was being targeted.

And [-]% is related to yesterday's Longsheng.

Chu Xisheng frowned slightly, then put aside all distracting thoughts and concentrated on looking at the visualization of Yang Yuan Gong.

It's not because of his big heart, but because there are several martial arts instructors staring at him in this room.

Even if these people want to attack him, they will not choose this place where everyone is watching.

What's more, it's useless for him to be afraid, it's better to write down this picture as soon as possible.

The visualization picture of Yang Yuan Gong is hung on the front wall, about three feet long and wide, occupying most of the wall.

In the painting is a big sun painted in ink.

At first glance, it feels very simple, but when one looks closely, one will find that the outlines drawn by ink and wash, the flames and light traces all have a strange charm.

Chu Xisheng looked at it for a while, and felt that this round of 'big sun' was directly reflected in his consciousness and spirit, and it was scalding hot.

There was warmth between his brows, and wisps of Yuanyang energy were generated from this, and scattered throughout his limbs and bones.

Yang Yuan Gong is boiling over, and strange changes are taking place.

At this time, the effect of his nourishing qi is even better than when he practiced against the rising sun in the early morning.After combining the two, it must be able to complement each other.

Chu Xisheng reckoned that it would not take long for him to complete the first level of Yang Yuan Kung Fu.

However, if he wants to be promoted, he still needs the corresponding secret medicine.

The second level of Yangyuan Gong corresponds to the rank of 'Ninth Grade Lower'.

Only when the martial arts primordial skills have been improved can one be regarded as a real ninth-rank martial artist.

Martial Dao Ninth Grade Eighteenth Rank, each rank of Yuan Gong needs the corresponding secret medicine to be promoted.

However, the visualization map of martial arts origin is also very important, it is something that can make martial arts do more with less.

For example, the visualization picture in front of Chu Xisheng is a simplified and weakened version of the sun.

It is impossible for ordinary people to visualize the real big sun, which will burn their souls and even burn themselves to death.

Therefore, the masters of Wuxiang Shenzong copied the charm of the "Great Sun and Sun" on the blueprints, so that even martial artists who are not good at it can visualize, and the future will be gradual.

Visualizing this picture when carrying Yuangong will not only speed up their practice, but also accumulate pure Yuanyang power.

To Chu Xisheng's surprise, his memory seemed to be strengthened a lot after he traveled through time.

The ability of 'Eagle Eye' made him notice every detail of the picture.

In just a moment, Chu Xisheng memorized this visualization picture perfectly.

When he closed his eyes again, the charm of the sun was all there in his mind.

But just in case, Chu Xisheng looked at it repeatedly, looking back and forth, until he was sure that he would not forget it, and then he got up and left.

Someone soon filled Chu Xisheng's place.

However, there were also a few stern-looking teenagers nearby who stood up and followed him out of the room.

Chu Xisheng's eyes narrowed slightly, his footsteps paused, and he walked forward with a normal expression.

He first went to read the secret medicine formula of the second level of Yang Yuan Gong.

In fact, there is a complete double secret medicine for sale inside the Zhengyang Martial Art Museum.

It's just that the price is too impressive, a bottle of secret medicine costs 400 taels of magic silver.

Don't say that Chu Xisheng has no money, even if he has money, he can't spend it like this.

The vast majority of people find the ingredients to cook by themselves after knowing the formula, and the price is usually less than one-third of the price of the martial arts school.

Chu Xisheng memorized all the recipes, and looked back thoughtfully.

Those teenagers were still following him around, becoming more and more blatant.

These people just didn't do anything because they were concerned about the crowds nearby.

But if he wanted to go to the second and third floors, he would definitely be blocked by these people.

So before participating in the study of the "Jia Zi Tu", he must solve this trouble.

(End of this chapter)