"How long have you been at my door?"
"Master, it's been almost half a year!"
"What is the purpose of your coming here?"
"I'm here to get stronger."
"Then can you still hold on?"
"I can."
There is a mountain in Xingdou Mountain called Lao Shi Mountain, which is the temple of Song Liang, the third elder of Tianxi Sect. Lao Shi Mountain is flat and surrounded by trees and ponds. Many birds and animals come here to drink water at noon, and there are also fish. I wander around the pond from time to time, and the blooming flowers add a lot of beauty to the pond.
Cuiping is the first place, and Nao Shishan is the second. In the center of the mountain is a large martial arts training ground. At this moment, more than 30 disciples are gathering and practicing hard. Some are boxing, some are lying on their backs, and some are practicing. Sticky, lots of tricks.
Song Liang was guiding among them, and walked up to a young man. The young man was sitting in a horse stance, with his arms stretched straight out. His clothes were soaked with sweat, his face was ruddy, and his legs were trembling a little. He still saw Song Liang coming over. Don't give up.
Song Liang nodded and had the wonderful conversation at the beginning. Then he walked in front of the boy, looked him up and down, and said, "Zhou Yaxuan, let me try your lower body." Then he hooked his calf with his kick.
This young man turned out to be Zhou Yaxuan. Hearing that Song Liang wanted to test himself, he relied on his own fighting strength to catch the move. At this critical moment, his legs suddenly exerted force, and his light body jumped upwards, and he escaped in an instant. Opened Song Liang's hook.
Song Liang refused to let him go, and then changed his position and kicked the boy in the waist. Zhou Yaxuan ducked sideways when he saw this, and his arm moved instantly, grabbing Song Liang's calf, and did a violent somersault, Song Liang followed directly. He turned around and would have fallen to the ground if he were an ordinary person.
"What a good boy, even my teacher almost fell down." Song Liang praised him.
Zhou Yaxuan was still riding high, knowing that he was a little rude just now, so he said: "Master, I didn't mean it, so don't keep it in your mind."
Song Liang said: "You yourself have a talent that ordinary people can't reach. I'm very happy for you as a teacher. However, there are many masters in our sect. Heaven's Jue Technique is not something that ordinary people can practice, and your senior brother can only practice it." Seventh floor, I wonder how you are practicing? Have you mastered the basic skills?"
Zhou Yaxuan was not surprised. He knew a thing or two about every senior brother here through the Sutras, and with his martial arts, he practiced the Heavenly Art very quickly, which was also related to his talent. He said: "Master, I practice through the Sutras." We’re on the sixth floor.”
Song Liang was instantly surprised. He looked Zhou Yaxuan up and down. There was nothing special about this young man. The Heavenly Jue Technique was extraordinary. Ordinary people probably wouldn't be able to learn the basic skills in a year, but he actually mastered it in such a short time. On the sixth floor, one can imagine how powerful this young man is.
"Zhou Yaxuan, since you have reached the sixth level, today is a good day. Let me give you a try. If you can knock down that thousand-year-old tree in front of all the disciples, I will personally teach you the art of heaven." What do you think of the highest realm?"
Zhou Yaxuan stopped his horse, and then looked at the big tree. It was a thousand-year-old cypress, as thick as a large vat. If an ordinary person chopped it down for two days, it might not be able to cut it down, but if he was a person at the sixth level of Tianjue, It only takes two turns to knock down the tree, which is not difficult for him.
"Master, I am willing to give it a try."
Song Liang asked his eldest disciple Yuan Deng to summon his disciples and walked to the tree. When Yuan Deng heard that Zhou Yaxuan's Heavenly Art was only one level lower than his own, he felt very unhappy. It took him several years to practice it to the seventh level. And Zhou Yaxuan has reached the sixth level in less than half a year since he came here. This obviously means that he is useless, so how can he be willing to do so.
Yuan Deng was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a dark complexion, big eyes, thick lips, sweaty hair on the top of his head, and a high chin, which gave people a kind and evil feeling.
"Senior brother, why did you call us here?"
Yuan Deng said: "Junior brothers, Master was on patrol today and found that our junior brother has practiced Heavenly Art to the sixth level. I hereby call you here to witness my junior brother's ability. Master said that if our junior brother can knock down this thousand-year-old tree, Dashu, then I have to personally teach my junior brother kung fu, and at the same time, let you have some memory. My junior brother has only been here for less than half a year and has practiced to the sixth level. However, you are not as good as my junior brother in the past few years. It is really embarrassing. Lose face."
Many people looked at Zhou Yaxuan. This young man looked ordinary and did not expect to be so powerful, let alone their junior brother. Some people admired him from the bottom of their hearts, while others were jealous from the bottom of their hearts. Those who regarded him as a role model vowed to work hard. Practice and strive to be better than Yuan Deng.
But those who are jealous of him feel unsatisfied, curse, and jealous of a gentleman with a villain's heart. They dislike him for reaching the sixth level so quickly. In this way, some people will be affected by him, and the master will definitely be better than before. If it is more stringent, you will suffer a lot of guilt.
"Congratulations, junior brother, please show us your skills." Someone shouted impatiently, and everyone followed suit.
Song Liang saw that the situation was a bit chaotic, and suddenly became a little angry, and yelled: "What are you arguing about? Look at how cowardly you all are. You have been here for so long, and there are people who haven't even mastered the third level of Tianjue, and you still have the nerve to do so. You are happy for me there, but you have really lost your face and have no future."
Everyone stopped then and stopped talking too much. They were all looking forward to Zhou Yaxuan showing them the sixth level. At the same time, they were also looking for their own problems. They hoped that this lesson could identify their own shortcomings and eventually they could practice like Zhou Yaxuan. The sixth level, so Song Liang won't talk about them.
Zhou Yaxuan's face was full of apologies. He didn't expect that his rapid improvement in practice would have such a big impact, but he was overjoyed in his heart. Firstly, it was because Song Liang wanted to teach him personally, and secondly, because these people had different opinions on him. , no matter good or bad, the ultimate goal is to let others challenge him. Only in this way can he continue to improve, and it will be easier to become more and more powerful by practicing.
"Master, can I hit you?"
Song Liang said: "Yaxuan, you go ahead and fight."
Everyone was quiet and stared at Zhou Yaxuan hitting the tree.
