The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 434: Autumn Water Duckweed Let Float

Early morning, Prince Yue's Palace.

A young boy of about thirteen or fourteen was seen with a tense face, sitting cross-legged beside a pond, breathing in the first purple rays of the morning sun.

After the young man had practiced the exercise for a cycle, he did not end the exercise as usual. His Qi became turbulent, as if it was hitting a bottleneck.

“Tsk, Changfeng only achieved his acquired level in April, and he’s already reached the innate level in just over eight months. He’s much stronger than me.”

In the pavilion not far away, Fang Xun and Yu Jiaolong saw everything the boy did. Seeing that the boy was starting to break through his innate bottleneck, he couldn't help but tease him.

Another half month had passed since the trip to Tiefeng County, and Fang Xun had not worried about the affairs of the veteran families in Dongting Prefecture.

He found a Feng Shui treasure land near Tiefeng County, set up the formation and buried the two Broken Cloud Stones, then returned to Jianye City.

In the past half month, he has been studying the Xiantian Qiankun Gong and has reached a certain level in his practice.

Normally, he would guide Yu Jiaolong's nephew in his practice. Today was just the same as usual, but he was surprised that the other party was about to break through the innate bottleneck.

However, Yu Jiaolong was not very satisfied: "This child is too impetuous. He should calm down for a while. If he rushes into the innate realm before he is ready, what if something bad happens and affects his foundation? How am I going to explain to my elder brother?"

Wan Changfeng, the young man who was performing the exercises and moving things by the pond, was Yu Jiaolong's nephew and the only remaining male in the Prince of Yue's Palace.

Since Wan Zhaohua was executed at the succession ceremony, Wan Changfeng was also brought back to the Prince of Yue's Palace.

Perhaps it was because he experienced such a great change at such a young age and had been displaced for more than two months that the child matured mentally quickly.

After being taken back to the Prince of Yue's Palace, he became more diligent.

However, Fang Xun and Yu Jiaolong did not let him start practicing immediately. Instead, it was at the beginning of last year, after Wan Changfeng's twelfth birthday, that he officially started practicing the guiding method, hoping to step into the acquired realm with his own vitality.

Before that, I only taught each other some basic theoretical knowledge.

And Wan Changfeng did not disappoint them. In April of this year, he broke through to the acquired realm with his sense of vitality. In the following six months, he reached the acquired realm of great perfection without any bottleneck. Now he is also going to break through to the innate realm.

However, Yu Jiaolong was still a little dissatisfied. Although Xiantian was only a small hurdle for Wan Changfeng, she still felt that she should calm down for a while and then make a breakthrough after she was fully confident.

In this way, the road after Xiantian will be smoother.

In the martial arts world, apart from monsters like Fang Xun, all the disciples of the major sects have carefully honed their foundations when they reached perfection.

When you break through, you should accumulate strength and then release it. Once you break through the innate state, you will reach the peak of opening the meridians. You can continue to look forward to opening up your mind without stopping.

Unlike Wan Changfeng, who was so impatient that he rushed forward directly after sensing the opportunity. In this case, it would require extra effort to make a breakthrough.

But Fang Xun didn't care about it, and said with a smile: "Don't forget that the times have changed. After the spiritual energy was revived, the bottlenecks of the two innate realms have also loosened a lot.

With Changfeng's current foundation, it is not much more difficult for him to break through and gain enlightenment than to learn the true teachings of the major sects before his spiritual energy was revived.

As for the Yin Spirit hurdle, it will be the same when he reaches the Tongmai realm and polishes his foundation. As a young man, he should not be too depressed. "

Yu Jiaolong's brows relaxed after hearing this. What Fang Xun said made sense. After all, they were still children, full of vigor and vitality.

In the practice of martial arts, it is often necessary not only to be cautious and tread carefully, but also to do it in one go.

While it is important to lay a solid foundation, young people cannot lose their youthful drive.

Thinking of this, Yu Jiaolong asked Fang Xun: "What do you think is the best way to go after Changfeng breaks through?"

She is still very concerned about her nephew's future, but there are too many magical skills in the Prince of Yue's Mansion now.

There are royal secrets, countless skills collected over three hundred years, and a bunch of martial arts produced by the Martial Arts Hall contributed by Fang Xun.

There are so many excellent martial arts to choose from that even Yu Jiaolong suffers from decision-making difficulties.

Fang Xun shook his head and said, "Let's listen to his own opinions first. After all, we can only give some pointers and cannot practice for him. Changfeng has to decide for himself what path he wants to take."

Yu Jiaolong frowned and said, "But he doesn't have enough vision and experience, so how can he know which martial arts method is really suitable for him?"

Fang Xun was also very open-minded about this: "It doesn't matter, just pick one you like and practice it first, and then change it if you feel it's not suitable. It will only waste a few years, so he has the capital to delay it!"

Yu Jiaolong stopped talking after hearing this. Fang Xun was right. Wan Changfeng grew up in a very favorable environment.

With them and the other masters from the Prince of Yue's Palace as seniors, you can practice whatever you want. Even if you find that the technique is not suitable, you can just change it.

It is not difficult to rebuild the fundamental law at the innate stage. It will only take a few years.

Yu Jiaolong didn't expect Wan Changfeng to become a peerless master in a short period of time, so he was indeed qualified to waste time.

Moreover, wasting a few years of experience may not be a bad thing, as it is also a kind of tempering for the soul.

"what--"

Fang Xun took another look at Wan Changfeng who was practicing his skills and yawned.

"It will take some time for this little guy to break through. I'm going to take a nap first. I was really exhausted last night."

Upon hearing this, two red clouds immediately appeared on Yu Jiaolong's cheeks. She rolled her eyes at him and spat, "You're such a disgusting dead man. A dog can't spit out ivory!" Last night, the two of them sat on the bed and talked as usual. As for why Fang Xun was tired, everything was self-evident.

Fang Xun smiled, ignored the angry Yu Jiaolong, sat down cross-legged and immersed his mind in the martial arts hall.

Seeing that he was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, Yu Jiaolong spat at him again and ignored him. She turned her attention to her eldest nephew to protect him and to take action in time if anything unexpected happened.

The mountains are green and the rivers are clear.

When Fang Xun opened his eyes again, he found himself at the foot of a misty mountain.

The surroundings are lush and green, like a paradise, but there are few living things in the martial arts arena, and no insects or birds can be heard.

"Is this the Miaojiang Shen Gu Peak? I thought it would be in Huanzhu Tower. But Emperor Wen is too lazy. He wants me to climb the mountain by myself."

Fang Xun muttered something and walked towards the top of the mountain.

The rugged mountain road was silent, with only the sound of Fang Xun's footsteps.

But it feels like the further you walk, the narrower the road becomes. Flowers are blooming along the roadside, and pollen is occasionally blown into the air by the wind.

When the pollen was about to touch Fang Xun's body, it strangely avoided him.

As he walked along, Fang Xun was not stained with a speck of dust, but his expression became more and more helpless.

This place looks like a beautiful landscape with clear water and green mountains, but on the way up the mountain, there are so many poisonous poisons placed here that it would be easy for a master of Yin Shen to fall into the trap.

"Emperor Wen is such a dishonest guy, is he trying to measure my quality?"

But the other party quickly said that all the obstacles along the way were nothing and they reached the top of the mountain in a short time.

The top of the mountain is shrouded in impenetrable clouds all year round. When the sunlight from high in the sky pierced through the fog, Fang Xun saw a manor standing there.

And in a pavilion in the courtyard of the manor, there was a handsome scholar in blue clothes with a feather fan and a scarf, lazily lying on a wheelchair?
After taking a look at the wheelchair, Fang Xun turned his gaze to the scholar in blue.

The scholar seems to be taking a rest with his eyes wide open. He is handsome, elegant, and gentle.

As he gently waved the feather fan in his hand, his temperament was indescribably tranquil and indifferent, just like a hermit living in the mountains and rivers, free from the world.

As if he finally noticed the arrival of an outsider, the scholar's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened and looked at Fang Xun.

"Alas, we have a distinguished guest. I am so sorry for neglecting him. Please take a seat. I will go get some tea for you to enjoy."

Emperor Wen gently waved the feather fan in his hand. Although he said words of disrespect, his body was still sitting in the wheelchair and he did not stand up.

Fang Xun immediately replied with a strange expression: "Qiu Shui Fu Ping Ren Piao Miao, I have long heard of your great name. Tea is not necessary. I have almost eaten enough poison from the Gu all the way here."

"Alas, Emperor Wen has always treated people with sincerity. The distinguished guest complained so much that Emperor Wen didn't know how to respond for a moment."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Wen of the Divine Gu remained expressionless, chuckled, and his expression was extremely sincere.

"I've also heard a lot about Emperor Wen's 'sincere treatment of others'."

Fang Xun sighed, and as he spoke, not only did six Broken Cloud Stones float out of his body and linger around him, but in his hand, "Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building All Night" also slowly emerged.

". He was so sincere that he didn't even hide his murderous intent. I was deeply moved!"

choke--

As soon as the words fell, a green crescent moon shot out and attacked Emperor Wen who was in the wheelchair.

Fang Xun just casually swung the knife, but it was filled with murderous intent, chilling the bone, and contained a deep demonic nature that was terrifying.

Even though the Divine Gu Emperor Wen was about to be cut in half by a sword, a smile appeared on his face.

Suddenly, a divine sword emitting a magnificent aura suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ding--

With a crisp sound, the knife light disappeared completely.

"The wind fills the building, the yellow sand rolls up, the sword dances through the ages, and the name shakes the world.

The rain is drifting, I am tired of the world, I return your pearls, like duckweed floating on the autumn water. "

As a poem was sung, the divine Gu Emperor Wen disappeared from the wheelchair, and was replaced by the fierce-tempered 'Autumn Water Floating Duckweed'!
Different from the Shen Gu Emperor Wen, who is gentle and refined, he always treats people with sincerity.

Ren Piaomiao had snow-white hair, and was dressed in a wide silver robe. His face was stern, and a sharp sword intent emanated from his whole body.

The sword in his hand is azure with a jade ring carved on the hilt. The calm and restrained tone conceals the depth of the sea. This is exactly Ren Piaomiao's personal sword - Wushuang!
"Since you feel my sincerity, then shed your blood!"

As soon as the words fell, the Wushuang Sword moved, and a magnificent sword energy swept towards Fang Xun.

(End of this chapter)