When Taiqing Taoist was amazed at the martial arts gradually formed by the Yan tribe, the two most important parties who led the emergence of martial arts were gathered on Zi Yanling Mountain, unaware of what was happening outside.
"Oh! Song, you are a rare visitor! It's been so many years, and you are finally willing to come back once. It's rare! It's so rare!"
In front of the quaint courtyard on Ziyanling Mountain, Yan looked at the tall and strong man in front of him with a smile on his face, but he shouted in a strange and sinister manner.
The big man in front of him, who seemed to be a head taller than Yan, was none other than his third brother, Song.
Among Yan's younger brothers and sisters, Song Zaiyan not only has the best qualifications, but also has a tough personality and is very independent. He has always been the one who is most confident about Yan's path.
However, after Song was separated from the tribe this time, he never came back once for decades. No wonder Yan was so angry when he spoke.
"Hehe!" Facing Yan, Song completely lost his usual majesty in the tribe. He scratched the back of his head with a naive smile and said with a silly smile:
"Brother, this is not a new tribe, there are more secular things. Besides, you often retreat, and I'm afraid that coming back from time to time will disturb you."
Yan actually didn't mean to blame Song, but he hadn't seen him for decades. He had always been in charge of the tribe, and he was afraid that he was too contaminated by secular habits, so he wanted to take the opportunity to test him.
The result made Yan very satisfied. Obviously, Song has not let the secular power of these decades affect his state of mind, and still maintains a pure Taoist heart like a child.
"Not bad! Not infected by the poison of the world of mortals." Yan nodded with a smile, then turned around and walked towards the courtyard, greeting him: "Let's go! Go into the courtyard and talk."
After entering the yard, Song casually found a stone bench and sat down. He turned around curiously and looked around, sighing loudly: "Brother, your yard is really nice. I want to go back to the tribe and build it accordingly." One."
After hearing Song's words, Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a while and said, "It is safer for the tribe to live in a cave."
In today's prehistoric environment, it is obviously safer for humans to live together in caves than to build houses in the wild.
However, after hearing Song's words, and thinking about the increasing number of temples in the tribe in the future, when the time is right in the future, it will obviously be natural for the Yan family to leave the cave and build a house.
I just don’t know if the Chao clan will appear in the human race in the future.
"That's right!" Song Ye just saw this courtyard and felt something in his heart. After hearing Yan's words, he didn't feel regretful, but nodded in agreement.
He didn't take the things in the yard to heart at all, and just forgot about them. After looking around, his eyes finally stopped at the ancient well in the yard and the small dark trees in the well.
Standing up and walking to the well, Song curiously reached out and touched the small tree, then looked into the well, then turned to Yan and asked, "Brother, is this the Nether Passage and the sacred tree?"
After the ancestral temples of the various tribes of the Youyan clan were established, as the sacred branches were cut down one by one, the legends about the Netherworld Passage and the Lingbao Sacred Tree also began to spread among the various tribes of the Youyan clan.
"Yes! This is the Netherworld Passage and the Netherworld Divine Tree." Yan sat aside with a smile and did not stop Song's movements. After hearing the question, he nodded and said.
Song Wenyan took a closer look at the sacred tree and ancient well, then shook his head and returned to Yan, muttering in a low voice: "It was said to be so magical, but now it doesn't seem to be anything special!"
Yan Wenyan glared at him, shook his head and reprimanded: "You have been cultivating Taoism and Qi for so many years, and you don't even understand that the magic weapon is self-defeating?"
Hearing Yan's scolding, Song was not deterred at all, and said with a smile: "Of course I have heard the saying that artifacts are self-obstructed, but where have I seen such a high-end artifact? How about you give me one?"
As he said this, Song looked at Yan with a look full of hope to please.
When Yan heard this, he held back his breath for a long time. He glared at the other party fiercely and said, "What good things are you thinking of? Do you think that the sacred artifacts and spiritual treasures are just stones on the mountain that can be seen everywhere?"
Matsumoto had no hope for this, but he just happened to talk about it, based on the principle of hitting the target with a date or without a date. Now after listening to Yan's words, he was not disappointed, and instead took advantage of the situation and said:
"The artifacts and spiritual treasures are precious, so I won't go into details. But I heard that eldest brother, you recently prepared a robe for my mother. Do you want to give me one as well?"
"Who did you listen to?" Yan asked without comment.
"Yu! She happened to be traveling in my tribe during this time."
"Is this why you came back this time?" Yan glanced at Song casually and asked seemingly casually.
Song rolled his eyes, waved his hand and said, "How can I? The main reason is that I heard from Yu that big brother is back. I thought that I missed you after not seeing big brother for so many years, so I came back to see you."
"Of course, it would be great if eldest brother could give me a cassock." At the end of the sentence, Song rubbed his hands with a smile.
Yan glanced at him sideways and said, "Since you have seen Yu, didn't she tell you that she even made the robe she wore herself? Do you think I will make it for you?"
Song had obviously expected this, and the disappointment on his face flashed away. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and said, "Okay! If you don't do it, I won't do it. Then tell me how to make the robe, and I will do it myself." It’s okay to go to the head office.”
Yan Wenyan looked at Song carefully, nodded and said, "That's right! The Yin Shen is perfect, the foundation is solid, and you can start to make breakthroughs. Now is the right time to use the pure Yang insights of making robes to break through the bottleneck."
Having said this, Yan suddenly frowned slightly, looked at Song intently, and asked, "But why is your physical body's energy, blood, and essence so strong? You are obviously ahead of your soul."
Hearing Yan's words, the smile on Song's face froze slightly, his eyes flickered and he lowered his head to avoid Yan's gaze. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his head to look at Yan again.
This time, although there was still some anxiety in Song's eyes, he no longer avoided Yan's gaze. Instead, he raised his head and held his chest out with a determined look on his face.
"Brother, over the years, I have found that I am more interested in physical training. I like the feeling of close combat with punches to the flesh. Moreover, I seem to have greater qualifications and potential in physical training."
"Because of this, I have put more thought into cultivating my physical Qi and blood these years, so my essence will be stronger."
Many members of the Yan clan have always followed the methods taught by Yan. Although they practice the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit, they mainly focus on the spiritual soul.
Now, Song's cultivation has obviously departed from the path of Yan, and focuses more on the cultivation of physical essence.
Yan stared at Song without saying a word. Although Song was uneasy, he did not give in. He looked at Yan with a firm face and did not change his mind at all.
"Have you really decided? You know, if you really want to take this path, you will have to rely on yourself from now on. There is very little help I can give you."
Yan actually didn't mean to blame Song, and he was even vaguely happy deep down in his heart, because Song could stick to the path he had chosen, get rid of his shackles, and already had the appearance of a seeker.
To a certain extent, he can be regarded as Yan's Taoist friend.
"Yes! I have decided. This is more what I like." Song nodded firmly and said with unusual determination.
