Gou is passive in high martial arts

Chapter 172 Master and Apprentice (Two in One)

After Li Hongling's death, Mu Zhao's only remaining true disciple was Wen Yao.

And this time, Mu Zhao spent a month changing the structure of the entire Pinggu battlefield, not hesitating to gamble on the future of Wusheng Pavilion, but also to directly sanctify Wen Yao.

It can be said that success is success or failure.

Mu Zhao was naturally full of confidence in this.

He believes that as a true disciple, he can achieve his expectations, understand his painstaking efforts, and take the shortcut arranged by him.

Although this "selfish" way is cruel, it is higher than "dominant". It is expected that his disciples will not let him down.

but……

Mu Zhao did not explain to his disciples that among the "Tao" in this world, as long as they are similar, only one will remain in the end.

Because if you want to enter the ranks, you have to take a real avenue from the world!

There is only one road!
Whether it is "self-centered" or "domineering", the final road leading to it is the "one".

Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, three begets all things... This "one" is the ultimate of the universe and the origin of all things!
When Mu Zhao saw that road for the first time in this ancient battlefield, he couldn't stop his ecstasy.

He was delighted that the "Tao" he walked was without a doubt the real Dao of Zhixuan, the best way.

But how happy he was at that time, how unwilling he was when he knew that the road ahead had been cut off.

The real "great way" in this world, which allows practitioners to integrate many paths, and cut off the destiny given to oneself by heaven, has been lost forever.

Participating in Liaojing is the truly insurmountable end point!
Mu Zhao felt almost desperate.

But soon, he thought of a way, since the sky didn't give it, then...he will take it himself!
As long as others artificially create as many similar paths as possible, and let these paths be shrouded under his "dominance" from the very beginning.

Then... When these "Taos" are completed, they can naturally be easily incorporated into his own "Taos"!

Wen Yao is his first experimental subject!
But now...failed.

The almost foolproof plan was defeated by Wen Yao's death!
Who is it that can even kill a part of Shenliao Realm? !

Part of Mu Zhao's "Daoyu" still exists in the Pinggu battlefield at this moment, and it also exists on Wen Yao's body, so he quickly saw the murderer's face——

Mist flower forging can block the prying eyes of the middle and third grades, but it is useless for the upper third grades.

Mu Zhao took a deep breath, the expression on his face lost control for the first time, it could almost be described as ferocious.

"Chen—! Kuang—!"

He didn't die? !

Not only did he not die, he also killed another true disciple of Li Hongling after him!
"good good good good……"

Mu Zhao closed his eyes, his chest heaved several times, and his face suddenly became extremely calm.

He opened his eyes, stood up, looked towards the direction of the Pinggu battlefield, and then suddenly rose from the ground, turning into a stream of light.

"boom--"

Below, half of the Wusheng Pavilion collapsed in an instant.

Even with the towering Taishan Mountain below, a huge gap opened amidst the bang!

The members of the Wusheng Pavilion who remained in the pavilion suddenly turned pale with fright, and they all flew into the air to check.

Wen Hongsheng was naturally among them.

At first he wondered why Mu Zhao was so furious all of a sudden, but then he found the two broken life cards on the only intact attic of the building.

Wen Hongsheng's face instantly turned extremely pale, and then turned a sickly blush.

Finally, he directly covered his heart and spat out a mouthful of blood!

It fell straight down.

Everyone exclaimed:

"Pavilion Master? Pavilion Master!!!"

The sky was dim, and the thunder was billowing... As the stream of light passed by, the sky was covered in pitch black.

Storm is coming.

……

Chen Kuang and the young violinist in front of him stared at each other for a while.

He calmed down, touched his chin, and looked at Xi Mengquan in front of him with interest.

If there is no accident, he was involved in the "time" avenue, and traveled through time again, perhaps because of a coincidence, or perhaps because of the necessity that he took a second look.

In short...Chen Kuang is now in front of Xi Mengquan, who is still a, um...a practitioner of enlightened state.

The Xi Mengquan in front of him was only about twelve or thirteen years old, and was about the same length as the Dragon Gum Qin in his hand, and it seemed a bit difficult to hold it.

The boy with wide-eyed eyes looked handsome, even too gentle, with a feeling of "face like a good girl".

It's so different from the old man later on, it's a little unbelievable.

Chen Kuang had a rough estimate in his mind, based on the legendary birth time of Long Gu.

It should be 300 years ago.

The location should be within the collapsed Daqi Dynasty.

"It seems...Xi Mengquan is actually from Daqi?"

Chen Kuang frowned: "Then why did he participate in the destruction of his country? I have never heard of King Daqi committing cruelty. On the contrary, everyone said that it was a prosperous age."

He looked at the young man in front of him and fell into deep thought.

The young man Xi Mengquan grasped the qin in his hand, feeling a little nervous. He keenly sensed that the person in front of him had a much higher level of cultivation than himself, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Appeared suddenly, with unknown purpose... I heard that Yeman sent many spies to the central region, so he won't be able to meet him, right?
But Chen Kuang was silent for too long, and Xi Mengquan couldn't help but ask: "Are you here to find me?"

He tried his best to keep a straight face: "If you have any purpose, you might as well just say it."

How fresh... It's his turn to pretend to be a riddle in front of Xi Mengquan.

It really is the way of heaven and good reincarnation, who will the heavens spare!

Chen Kuang laughed secretly, and nodded: "I am indeed here to find you... The purpose is simple."

Xi Mengquan said nervously: "What?"

Chen Kuang grinned brilliantly, "I'll beat you up."

Xi Mengquan: "???"

……

"hiss……"

Xi Mengquan covered his cheeks, with two purple-blue panda eyes on his face, and sat on the small stool he made again, watching Chen Kuang next to him playing with the work he had just finished with his small sad eyes. piano.

Looking at the piano in his hand, Chen Kuang could tell that the crimson color on it was just painted on. The body of the piano is essentially a piece of wood.

It is certain that none of the so-called "Dragon Gum" legends are true...

This old man didn't tell a single word of truth.

The "Dragon Gum" Qin was actually whittled out of wood by himself when he was twelve or thirteen years old!
However, it is estimated that it was carried by the sage over the years, and the later "Dragon Gum" was integrated, and the material became non-metal and non-wood, and it was no longer an ordinary thing.

But at this moment, this piano is just an ordinary piano.

Xi Mengquan looked at him depressedly: "Do you have a grudge against me?"

Chen Kuang shook his head: "It's not a grudge." Xi Mengquan said again: "Then why did you hit me?"

Chen Kuang said: "I will hit you if I hit you, do you still have to pick a day?"

Xi Mengquan: "..."

Did he meet a madman? !
Xi Mengquan took a deep breath and told himself repeatedly that I couldn't beat him. After calming down, he said:

"If you come here for money, my family is poor, and food and clothing are difficult."

"The only valuable thing is the violin in your hand. If you want this violin, just take it."

Chen Kuang raised his eyebrows, and said, "It's difficult to have food and clothing? Then how did you cultivate to open the nine orifices?"

Although it didn't take any effort for Chen Kuang to get enlightened at the beginning, but in fact, if ordinary people want to get enlightened, the spiritual energy absorbed in the early stage is not enough at all, and a lot of energy must be provided by the outside world.

In other words, if a mortal warrior wants to cultivate, he must need a lot of meat.

If food and clothing cannot be guaranteed, it is obviously impossible to cultivate to this level.

Especially Xi Mengquan looks like he is only twelve or thirteen years old, and he has already opened nine orifices. If it is not a lot of meat, then it is another adventure.

Xi Mengquan's expression changed, and he realized that he had slipped up.

Although countless years later, he is the music saint who counts everything, but now, he is just a kid in his teens.

His expression changed, he seemed to be weighing the pros and cons, and finally decided to hand over the magical little bowl he got by chance...

Chen Kuang stretched out his hand and plucked the strings, then suddenly smiled and said:
"Your adventure is your business, I am not here for it."

He should be the only one who can see Xi Mengquan who is so cautious.

Thinking of this, Chen Kuang's face suddenly became a little subtle.

Could it be...Xi Mengquan still remembered this incident, so it was calculated on him later, right?
Xi Mengquan was silent for a while, completely confused:

"Then what exactly are you here for?"

The old God Chen Kuang said: "You will naturally know in the future."

Xi Mengquan: "..."

The boy clenched his fists and ground his molars.

If you can't beat...

Chen Kuang himself doesn't know why he came here, what he thinks about now is how he can go back.

"Shouldn't I be asked to stay here until 2000 and then merge into the timeline again?"

Chen Kuang muttered to himself, feeling a little bit pained.

He suddenly thought of everything he had experienced in the illusory realm, and he had a flash of inspiration.

That's right, the ancient battlefield existed 300 years ago!
As long as he steps into the long river of "time" again, he can naturally return to the future again!

But which sects control the Pinggu battlefield today?

He must not use his identity to deceive others, otherwise who knows what the butterfly effect will bring to the future...

Chen Kuang turned his attention to Xi Mengquan in front of him.

This guy's life experience seems to have always been a mystery!

Wouldn't it be possible to try to train him to join the Daqi Sect, and then use the same method to occupy his spot...

However, the problem is how to make Xi Mengquan willing to do so.

Chen Kuang suddenly asked with a smile: "You have a good talent, have you ever thought about joining any sect?"

He is completely brazen.

But the person in front of him is not Le Sheng, just a little devil with no innate talent, and there is no psychological pressure at all when he flickers.

Xi Mengquan's expression was hard to describe.

This guy who popped up out of nowhere has a jump in thinking and weird behavior, which is no longer like a normal person.

However, the other party's profound cultivation that almost made him breathless, and the familiar and mysterious posture when playing the piano all showed that the other party was probably a master of music.

He asked this, could it be that he wants to accept apprentices?
Xi Mengquan said with a bit of anxiety:
"These big sects think highly of themselves, and they cherish themselves, like me..."

Chen Kuang said to himself: "I think Tianyin Pavilion is pretty good, what do you think?"

Xi Mengquan: "..."

He said with difficulty: "It's pretty good, but..."

But don't you have the idea of ​​accepting disciples?This makes me look very selfish...

Chen Kuang clapped his hands: "As long as you think it's good."

He stood up, stuffed the "Dragon Gum" in his hand back into Xi Mengquan's arms, pulled him into a stream of light, and flew towards the location of Tianyin Pavilion.

It was difficult for Xi Mengquan to maintain his composure this time. It was his first experience of high-altitude flying, his face was pale, he was almost frightened, and he tightly grasped Chen Kuang's arm.

Chen Kuang couldn't help laughing when he saw his embarrassed appearance.

Hearing his loud ridicule, Xi Mengquan suddenly gained the upper hand from the young man's shame. He forced himself to calm down, let go of his hand tremblingly, and let Chen Kuang dangle by the collar without saying a word.

When Chen Kuang landed on the top of a mountain, he staggered and almost knelt on the ground with weak legs, his stomach was overwhelmed.

Chen Kuang stretched out his hand, pressed on the strings of the "Dragon Gum", and plucked a few notes.

"Zheng-"

The mysterious invisible sound waves immediately spread, and the surrounding birds and insects were suddenly quiet.

Xi Mengquan's heart that was beating wildly and his brain that was blank all returned to tranquility following these few sounds.

He froze for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "What is this?"

He is completely self-taught, and only his mortal father, who died the year before, taught him the piano. After he started to practice, he recently tried to integrate the rhythm into his cultivation, but he always failed to get the point.

The few notes played by Chen Kuang sounded like a grand bell, deafening and deafening, like lightning splitting the fog in his mind.

Xi Mengquan can almost see the way ahead, just need to listen to a few more sounds!
Chen Kuang stopped playing and said, "Whatever you hear is what you hear."

The technique he is using now comes from "Ding Fengbo" handed to him by Xi Mengquan, but the scale is done at will and has nothing to do with the piano score.

...What the hell is this guy talking about? !
Xi Mengquan scratched his ears and cheeks, blushed, angry and anxious, but he was afraid that the inspiration in his mind would disappear in a flash.

Immediately sat down cross-legged, put "Dragon Gum" on his knees, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to reproduce.

Chen Kuang was watching with interest.

As he looked at it, he felt a strange aura wave coming from Xi Mengquan's body, and he couldn't help but sigh.

The sage of music is worthy of being a sage of music. He can immediately understand after hearing a few sounds...

Xi Mengquan had this sudden enlightenment and spent seven whole days playing the piano on this mountain without sleeping or eating.

Over and over again... until the end, it was the same as the "Ding Fengbo" that Chen Kuang had learned!
After Xi Mengquan played this piece, he fainted.

Chen Kuang directly "transformed the bead into a beast" with one hand and rescued him.

As soon as Xi Mengquan opened his eyes, before he could feel grateful, he heard Chen Kuang nodded and said:

"Hmm... That's right. If you bring this piece to Tianyin Pavilion, even the master of the pavilion will praise you for being such a genius."

Chen Kuang patted Xi Mengquan's shoulder, smiled and said:
"Come on, let's go to the talent show."

(End of this chapter)