Across the heavens starting from the Buddhist King Kong

Chapter 47 Sword Technique
The two children still don't understand that they have lost the predestined relationship to become the direct disciple of Chan Master Dingxing.

Hearing that Zheng Gui said that they would be able to go down the mountain after a few years of learning, they were full of joy. They felt that after a few years they would be able to learn powerful martial arts and went home.

Zheng Gui glanced at Yizhen who was standing outside the hermitage after sending the two children over, and asked, "Yizhen, is there any order of generation among lay disciples of this sect?"

Yizhen shook her head slightly, and said: "The patriarchs of the past dynasties did not determine the generation of lay disciples."

Slightly nodding his head, Zheng Gui stroked his two-inch long beard, and said: "Our Hengshan Sect has never accepted male lay disciples, but the current common practice is Fang Nian's creation.

As a teacher, I am an exception to be included in the disciples of your ancestors, and you can be regarded as the first two layman disciples in a century.

Hehe, I want to open up the door widely, in the future it will not be good if there are too many disciples, so let me set a few generations for you lay disciples..."

Zheng Gui fell into deep thought while speaking.

After a while, Zheng Gui smiled slightly under the eager eyes of the two children, and said: "Since your generation, the lay disciples under my sect have been ranked according to the four characters of 'rectification is unpleasant', and your generation is the righteous one. Characters."

The two children who automatically changed their names to Ning Zhengduan and Ning Zhengli bowed to express their gratitude because of their family members. They knew that they had now been recognized by their mentors.

Yizhen clasped her hands and said, "Congratulations to Master Uncle for accepting two students."

As he spoke, he looked at Ning Zhengduan and the two with a smile, and said, "Congratulations to the two junior brothers for being admitted under the seat of Senior Martial Uncle Determining."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Yizhen said goodbye and left. Yiguang, who was supervising the work in Tongyuan Valley because he was idle and bored, returned to Guolao Cave happily with the melons and vegetables brought by the foreman.

Yi Guang was originally a playboy who couldn't do without wine, meat, money, and sex. Although with the help of Zheng Gui, he cut off the root of right and wrong troubles and completely lost interest in female sex, the dull days in his mouth for more than ten days still made him feel sad. He couldn't bear it, so he could only quietly ask someone to bring some wine, meat, fruits and vegetables.

Meat and wine are hidden in Tongyuan Valley, and they go to eat and drink every day under the guise of a supervisor, and bring fruits and vegetables back to Guolaodong to honor their teacher.

Zheng Gui has never eaten meat in recent years, and as his internal strength has grown deeper, his desire for tongue and tongue has never arisen, so even if Yiguang tries his best to cover it up, after returning to Guolao Cave, he can always be caught by Zheng Gui. There was a hint of alcohol.

However, Zheng Gui knew that the way of cultivation could not be achieved overnight. Yiguang was born as a flower picker and had never been in contact with Buddhism and Buddhist practice. How could he suddenly become a monk with peace of mind and clear rules of Buddhism?
Knowing that Yiguang just hid quietly to eat some wine and meat, Zheng Gui pretended not to know it at all.

Yiguang walked into the hermitage with a big bamboo basket, and said, "Master, this is me who sent watermelon, cantaloupe, grapes and other fruits from the mountain, as well as rice noodles, oil, salt and vegetables, and a few pancakes for the morning meal. It’s freshly beaten, although it’s cold, it’s still soft…”

While talking, Yiguang put down his shoulder pole, took out two oil-paper bags from the basket, looked up and saw the two little boys in front of Zheng Gui, grinned and said, "Are these my two juniors?"

Zheng Gui pointed to Yiguang and said, "His legal name is Yiguang, and he is your elder brother."

Ning Zhengduan and Ning Zhengli rushed to salute, Yiguang laughed, and stuffed the pancakes in his hands to them, and then said: "It's time for lunch, this disciple will cook two more dishes."

Yiguang picked up the bamboo basket and went straight to the low kitchen, where he skillfully washed rice and cooked rice with the mountain spring water in the tank.

Yiguang also had a master in his early years, and when he was practicing martial arts with his master, he had to serve him, eat, drink, and eat, whether it was cooking or other housework, so after returning to Hengshan with Zheng Gui, Zheng Gui did not need to do ordinary things himself .

Although Ning Zhengduan and Ning Zhengli were young, they were not from rich families. Before going out, they listened to the instructions of the elders in the family, and immediately apologized to Zheng Gui and quit to help Yiguang cook.

After a long time, the two disciples brought over two casserole pots and a pot of rice. One pot was boiled with bean sprouts, green vegetables and mushrooms, and the other pot was hot green vegetables with some soy sauce.

Yiguang walked in behind the two juniors, holding a plate in each hand, which contained stir-fried vegetables such as gluten, fungus, and cucumber.

After the four masters and apprentices had finished eating, Zheng Gui watched the two younger disciples clear up the dishes, and said, "Yiguang, you and your two juniors will squeeze together in the west room for a few days.

They haven't practiced yet, and they are growing up, let them eat something at night, and when you go to Tongyuan Valley tomorrow morning, order people to come and build two thatched huts. "

Yiguang hurriedly agreed, and the three disciples withdrew after a while, and Zheng Gui was the only one left in the simple hermitage.

After sitting upright for a while, Zheng Gui finally got up and walked to the bed, reached out and groped for an old cassock from the only wooden box.

Sitting on the bed, following the light coming in from the window, he opened the cassock and looked at the evil sword manual written on it, and immersed himself in it without reading a few words.

After a long time, when Zheng Gui closed the cassock again, the sun was already setting outside the window.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Zheng Gui sighed quietly, and said in his heart: Every time he sees the evil sword technique, his heart is always shaken.

This set of swordsmanship can really be called a magic skill, no wonder why the Huashan School, a major orthodox sect, can get entangled in the sword qi dispute...

Since Zheng Gui got the cassock from the old house of the Lin family in Fuzhou, he has watched the evil swordsmanship recorded on the cassock three times.

Although Zheng Gui suppressed the idea of ​​practicing every time, he also knew that this martial art was really extraordinary.

The Evil Resisting Sword Art is not superior in terms of swordsmanship and moves, and even the Hengshan Sword Art is far inferior, but the method of promoting qi and movement is unique, different from Hengshan's mental method, and there is even nothing that is not unbelievable, but After thinking about it carefully, I realized that there is a lot of mystery.

Through the content of these mental techniques, Zheng Gui knew that the evil sword technique was indeed a martial art higher than the Hengshan sword technique, and it was more than a step higher.

A few days ago, when Zheng Gui was watching the martial arts of the cassock for the second time, he couldn't help but try to practice without the first step, but as soon as the zhenqi walked out of a few acupuncture points, the blood in his body was aroused, and his desire was full of fire.

If he hadn't had a good heart and he could control his mind soon after performing exercises, Zheng Gui would have been seriously injured a few days ago.

It was precisely because he was almost seriously injured last time that Zheng Gui rested for several days before re-reading the evil sword manual.

This time when I read the sword art formulas, no matter how tempted I was, I resisted the urge to perform the exercises, I just pondered the truth, wanting to see the ins and outs of this divine art.

The evil sword technique originated from the Sunflower Treasure, even if it is not as advanced as the Sunflower Treasure, it is not far behind the ordinary martial arts of the ordinary school.

What's more rare is that this set of swordsmanship is a quick method. You only need to cut off the roots of afflictions to cultivate Qi. Even if your internal strength is shallow, it is not subject to the restrictions of ordinary martial arts.

If he hadn't been stupid enough to fight for Qi Jin, he would have been able to have a fighting power surpassing that of a first-class master by virtue of his ghost-like shooting speed after a few months of practice at most.

(End of this chapter)