Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 393
"Master Xiang...he...he...he went to the east of the city to watch a big show!" The maid in the lead stammered, suddenly seemed to think of something, a cunning flashed in her eyes, and pointed to the city. The direction of the East Grand Theater.

Han Yu was devastated by the giant python swallowing people, and the weather was so sultry that he felt a little dizzy, but he didn't notice the servant girl's expression, so he snorted: "Nonsense, what a man!" Now, if you don't memorize the book well, you will know how to play around..." He walked into the room.

The maids all breathed a sigh of relief, and one of them looked at the youngest one admiringly at the leading maid, and praised: "Sister Xiaoyue has a way, but it seems that the Chengdong Grand Theater is performing Guan Er today." Grandpa has passed five levels and killed six generals, should we go over and have a look!"

"You little girl, I think you want to find Master Xiang!" The maid named Xiaoyue laughed and scolded, and the rest of the maids also laughed and joked.

The little girl was thin-skinned, she blushed when she was told, she stomped her feet and said, "Next time, don't beg me to ask Brother Xiang to play the flute for you..."

"Farewell, Xiao Yu'er..." The maids were arguing for a while. The maid called Xiao Yu'er was left to Han Xiangzi by his parents. They were about the same age. Although they were master and servant, they were brothers and sisters Very good relationship.

After a long time, Xiaoyue stopped the maids from laughing, and said with a hiss: "The young master is not in good health, you go and get him back, I will stay here to serve the master!"

"Sister Xiaoyue is better!" The maids bowed and thanked, and ran outside the governor's mansion chattering.

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There is a river and a bridge in the east of Chaozhou City. At some time in the future, they will be called Hanjiang River and Xiangzi Bridge. There was a vicissitudes of singing continuously:

"Sit and lie down and carry a pot of wine, don't teach your eyes to recognize the emperor's capital, the universe is full of names, and you evacuate a husband from the world..."

The singers are old and young, the old man who sings is an old and down-and-out Taoist priest, with a thin spirit, and the boy who plays the flute is only fifteen or sixteen years old. His nose is straight and his eyes are clear, his skin is as smooth as jade. There was another burst of vigor.

"Ding Ling Dang!" By the bridge where people come and go, someone would come over and throw a few copper coins to them from time to time. The scorching heat was unbearable, and everyone's life was not easy.

"It's really strange!" When the number of pedestrians gradually decreased, the old Taoist stopped and said to himself.

The young man put down the bamboo flute in his hand, and asked doubtfully, "Master, what's so strange?"

"I told you not to call me master, your master will be someone else in the future!" The old Taoist snorted, then took out a green pill from his bosom and handed it to the young man: "Take this pill , and, have you been practicing the "Huan Dan Song" that the old Taoist taught you?"

"I know, I have been practicing all the time, but I think Master, your musical instrument level is much better than the level of Taoism. I have practiced "Huan Dan Song" for five or six years, the one you mentioned Qi sense, why can’t I find it all this time!” The young man took the elixir and threw it into his mouth casually, saying with some doubts.

The old Taoist was very angry, "If I really had an apprentice like you, I would have been so angry to death!" But there was a burst of doubt in his heart, six years, six years, every once in a while, he would put Tushi The "Shi Quan Da Bu Pill" refined by Gong Xin was given to this brat to eat.

This elixir was specially refined by Taishang Laojun according to this person's physical condition. It is mild but powerful, and extremely precious.He accidentally heard Qingniu say that even a pig can become a celestial being after taking this pill for two years.But the kid in front of him has been eating for six years, but he is still a practiced squib, he can't even find a sense of energy, and now he is suspicious of his "Song of Returning Dan".

You know, this "Song of Returning Dan" is an authentic Xuanmen Daojue. When he transformed Lu Chunyang back then, he found the sense of aura in just two days, and then his Taoism advanced by leaps and bounds. How can the gap be so big!Thinking of this, he thought of that Lu Chunyang again, and smiled wryly in his heart: "Chunyang, don't blame me for tricking you, if you want to blame, blame the last Eight Immortals selected by the saint for his poor aptitude... ..."

The young man enjoyed the feeling of comfort after the elixir entered his body, but when this force approached his dantian, it seemed to have encountered a black hole, hijacked it, and disappeared mysteriously.He opened his eyes a little distressed, looked at the old Taoist's bitter face, and said a little embarrassedly: "Master, don't be angry, although I am not a Taoist, but I have a lot of accomplishments in this rhythm. Didn’t you also say that, there is a lot of Xiao Shi’s style, maybe in the future, he will be a son-in-law who rides a dragon quickly!”

The old Taoist opened his mouth. He did say this at the beginning, but now he just wants to slap himself a few times. You must know that in order to encourage this kid to practice Taoism with him, he went to the South China Sea specially. Shameless begged a piece of congenital purple bamboo from the black bear guarding the mountain, and begged the Taishang Laojun to help him refine a magic weapon for this brat—Zijin Xiao!Thinking of this, he let out a long sigh and stood up, "That's the end of today, let's go!"

The young man looked at the scattered copper coins on the plate and frowned: "Just these few copper coins are not enough for a meal!"

"Old Taoist, I travel the world, and I still need such mundane things to eat!" The old Taoist snorted a little, and gathered the few copper coins in his hands with a flick of his sleeve, weighed them, and was about to leave.

The young man thought he was talking big, chased after him, and pitifully took out half a tael of money from his pocket, "Master, I... I only have this little money with me, you... why don't you keep it for now!" He has lived in his uncle's house since he was a child, and he has a very strong self-esteem, and he rarely asks for pocket money. In addition, his uncle is strong and strong. Although he is a good official, he has always been poor in life. This half of the taels is the money, and I don't know how much he saves slowly from his daily frugality.

"No need!" The old Taoist kept a straight face, but his heart felt hot.

The young man stretched out his hand back awkwardly, "Then Master, when will we meet next time?"

"No need, you and I won't meet again in the future..." The voice of the old Taoist gradually faded away, he was obviously walking leisurely, but the speed was astonishingly fast.

The young man murmured: "We won't meet again...Master?" By the time he realized it, he had disappeared.

At this moment, several cheerful and clear voices came from behind.

"Master Xiang!"

"Brother Xiang..."

(End of this chapter)