The two people who came with Taoist Qian Zhong flew very slowly, and it was obvious from a glance that they were beginners in sword-wielding.
Liang Xingyang did not hide, nor did he take the initiative to take action. He just stood there and waited quietly with the skull flag in his hand.
When the two of them got close, they could see each other's true appearance clearly with the help of the sword light and the green fire on the banner, and they actually knew each other!
One of them, a one-armed young man who was missing his right arm, was the former boss of Quyang's Four Swordsmen, the Thunderbolt Sword Yuan Zhongyi, and the other was naturally his sworn brother, the Flying Flower Sword Liu Yongnuo.
Although the two of them had mastered flying swords, they could not yet combine their bodies and swords. They were flying on top of the swords, relying on the method of controlling air to form a layer of air shield on the outside to protect themselves inside and maintain balance. The flying speed was too slow until Only then did we get to the place.
Their knowledge was also very limited. From far away, they saw swords flashing in the darkness and green fire rising into the sky. Later, they flew towards the city in large numbers. They didn't understand what was going on. When they got here, they were very happy to see Liang Xingyang.
Yuan Zhongyi came over and saluted: "Zhenren Liang! We meet again!"
Liang Xingyang was surprised when he watched him make a secret to control the flying sword to automatically return to the scabbard on his back: "Are you becoming a disciple?"
"Yes! We have become disciples of Master Qianzhong of the Baiyang Sect and have been studying Taoism for more than a year. I never expected to see the young Master here again!"
"I remember that you once said that you went to Baiyang Mountain to seek enlightenment, but they didn't accept you. Why would they accept you this time?"
Yuan Zhongyi smiled gratefully: "This is all thanks to the "Qing Jing Sutra" you taught me. After you left, I was very discouraged and depressed for several days, but later I was not convinced, so I followed the method you taught me. The desire in my heart gradually calmed down. I integrated the martial arts I had learned in the past and broke through many barriers to becoming obsessed. I also took your Jade Ring Pill and my martial arts improved greatly.
Later, I met my mentor. He had cultivated Jindan Zhenren, and he was the first to accept disciples. He said that although I was an ordinary person, I already had the foundation to enter the Tao, so he first accepted me as a registered disciple and taught me some skills. I practiced very well. Soon, as soon as Master liked it, he officially accepted me as a disciple and became the founding disciple. I also taught the "Qingjing Sutra" to my fourth brother and introduced him to the disciples. "
"So that's what happened." Liang Xingyang nodded, understanding in his heart.
Authentic Taoism emphasizes dual cultivation of life and life. When a person's mentality is in different states, the internal state of the body will also be different. The more obvious ones are blood pressure, heartbeat, endocrine, etc., which are all affected by the state of mind. On a deeper level, the transportation of qi and blood, The transformation of yin and yang, the opening and closing of acupuncture points, and the smoothness of meridians are all closely related to it. The higher the level of cultivation, the more subtle the observation and control of the mind. In the end, every thought must be completely independent.
Yuan Zhongyi was able to calm his mind and satisfy his desires. Originally, there were only exterior scenes. This time, with interior scenes, he naturally transformed from mortal to immortal. He also had a foundation for getting started. From now on, whether he was practicing his internal martial arts or the Baiyang sect's qi-refining techniques, everything would be done with twice the result with half the effort.
Yuan Zhongyi was very grateful for Liang Xingyang's kindness in teaching the scriptures. Although he did not have the name of master and disciple, he considered himself to be a master and disciple, and regarded Liang Xingyang as half a master in his heart: "Now I am named Yuan Junyi by my mentor, and my fourth brother is My name is Liu Yongnuo. Since calling Liu Junnuo was too convoluted, I called him Liu Junyong. After we entered the school, my mentor had high hopes for us and helped us each refine a sword..."
Liang Xingyang was a little embarrassed. He had just beaten his master, destroyed his master's magic weapon, and crushed his master's flying sword. Now he felt that it was meaningless to talk about it.
Yuan Zhongyi was loyal, but Liu Yongruo was different. Back then, Liang Xingyang didn't rescue his second and third brothers in time, so he felt resentful. Later, Liang Xingyang refused to accept them as his disciples, which made him even more slanderous.
This time he fell behind and did not understand the scene of the sword fight between Taoist Qianzhong and Liang Xingyang. But before, the three people's swords were connected together and flew over together. Suddenly Taoist Qianzhong cursed the evil spirit and then accelerated away. It was obvious that There is an evil heretic here, and Liang Xingyang is holding a long flag with white bones in his hand. It is obvious that this evil is him!
Liu Yongruo had already guessed the situation in his heart, but he just didn't understand why the master was not here, and what happened to those sword lights that came out of the city and left again.
He then asked: "Has Master Liang seen our master?"
Liang Xingyang pointed with his hand: "He has already entered the city. There are still many sword immortals from your Baiyang Sect in the city. You can go and join them."
When Yuan Zhongyi heard that there were other Baiyang sect members there, he became happy and invited Liang Xingyang to come with him.
Liang Xingyang shook his head: "You go ahead, I will stay here for a while longer."
Yuan Zhongyi looked at Liang Xingyang, as if he was hesitant to speak.
Liang Xingyang was surprised: "If you have anything to say, just say it. People who make swords, don't be so hesitant."
Yuan Zhongyi said sincerely: "I was thinking that your basic understanding, Xiaozhenren, is far better than ours. You said that you don't have a disciple and rely on self-study. I think that the Baiyang sect is a famous sect, a fairyland and a blessed place. Covering an area of thousands of miles, both martial arts and swordsmanship are famous all over the world. How about... why not... you join the Baiyang Sect with us? Our teacher has a kind heart, and he has just cultivated the golden elixir and left seclusion, so he wants to If you have accomplished something, if you are willing to be a disciple, he will definitely accept you. We will not dare to lead you as a disciple before you. We recognize you as the senior brother of this branch. When the time comes, we, master and disciple, will work together to carry forward the success. …”
After listening to this, Liang Xingyang was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.
Obviously, Yuan Zhongyi has deep goodwill towards him. As a young man from a wealthy family, although he has practiced martial arts since childhood and wandered around the world, he is not the kind of old fritter who relies on his own efforts. After joining the Immortal Sect, he has His outlook as a practitioner is very naive, and he actually wants to let Liang Xingyang join his teacher.
Liu Yongruo was very good at reading people's faces. He kept looking at the Netherworld Bone Flag in Liang Xingyang's hand. Knowing that this thing was something that the Baiyang Sect could not tolerate, he stopped his senior brother from continuing: "Let's go to the city to pay homage to our mentor, and then do anything else." .”
Liang Xingyang also said: "Thank you for your kindness. It's just that I have always been alone and used to being free. I don't want to be a disciple anymore and be controlled by others. Something happened to Master Qianzhong just now. I am very angry. You go quickly." Please advise him."
The two of them became nervous when they heard that Taoist Qian Zhong was angry. They said goodbye to Liang Xingyang, agreed to meet again tomorrow, and hurried into the city.
Watching the two people release the flying sword again, Yu Qi stepped on it, and slowly flew into the dark city, he suddenly couldn't help laughing, and then said lightly: "I hope you will see me tomorrow, and still I can keep this kindness."
