The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 Liang Yan heard the names of the three chapters of the score, and secretly recalled the fighting method just now, which corresponded to the three changes one by one. Fu said: "Qing Ping Qu, Cang Pan Tune, and Duan Hun Yin, the names of these three chapters are appropriate, and they coincide with my own feelings, especially the last Duan Hun Yin, which is just a sound and a true name."

　　 Thinking of this, he couldn't help being terrified, but he heard the person in the pavilion say again: "Junior, don't sit outside, let's enter the pavilion."

　　 Although Liang Yan had a hundred unwillingness in his heart, under this circumstance, he could only struggle to stand up from the ground, step onto the Jiuqu Covered Bridge, and walk towards the center of the pool.

With a prick, Liang Yan opened the bamboo curtain outside the pavilion, and what caught his eye was a carved stone table with a mahogany guqin on it, and a beautiful woman in palace costume sitting behind the piano, with gentle eyebrows and elegant temperament. It stands to reason that it should be a type that makes people get close at a glance, but the sharpness in his eyes is also prohibitive, and he does not dare to approach.

　　 Liang Yan calmed down his chaotic state of mind, took a deep breath, clasped his fists, and saluted: "Lang Yan, disciple of the handyman, pay homage to seniors!"

　　The beautiful woman put the piano away on her own, licked some spices into the incense burner on the table, and then looked up at him:

　　 "You are welcome, please sit down."

　　 pointed to the stone bench across the table. Although his tone was plain as water, he had an irresistible momentum.

　　 Liang Yan sat silently on the stone bench, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Senior is calling here, I don't know what to order?"

Who knows that the beautiful woman did not answer his meaning, but instead asked: "What is the name of the Buddhism practice you are practicing? As far as I know, the first floor of the Chuan Gong Pavilion contains a total of 72 Buddhism practices. But nothing resembles you."

　　 Liang Yan felt a little bit in his heart. He didn't expect that just a moment ago, he had just fought against him, and he actually asked this beautiful woman to take a closer look at his bottom line. At this moment, amidst the chaos, the words that were rarely seen were stuffed up.

　　 The beautiful woman glanced at him, curled her lips and said: "If you don't want to say it, you don't want to say it, look at you like that, can I still covet you for a junior's practice."

After listening to Liang Yan's heart, he only listened to the beautiful woman who said again: "I don't care about your adventures outside, but I want to remind you that I, Yixing Pavilion, is a major Confucian school, although the library also includes various schools. , In the final analysis, you are still good at Confucian magical powers. Now you may be greedy for some of the benefits of other practices, but you can't regret it in the future."

　　 Liang Yan's heart moved, and tentatively asked: "Is there any secret in this?"

　　 The beautiful woman frowned, she seemed to be a little impatient, but she thought for a while, and finally she was patient, and said seriously:

"Thousands of thousands of years have passed since the human race has been passed on. Although a hundred schools of thought are present in the Great Wilderness, but Buddha, Demons, Taoism, and Confucianism are the four oldest traditions that have accompanied the human race to date. The world is different, and they are not compatible with each other. As long as one of the exercises is cultivated, unless the whole body is exhausted, the other three exercises will not be able to be practiced in this life. This is the iron law of the four major unifications."

She paused, and looked at Liang Yan again, with a touch of disdain in her eyes: "I know that Buddhism exercises focus on body training. It is quite advantageous in the early battles of Qi training, but this is based on low-level monks. The spell cannot break through your physical defenses. It’s impossible for someone with a high level of cultivation to fight against you. The power of magic spells is not something your physical body can contend with. I don’t know where you got one. You may still be complacent about the low-level Buddhism tactics, and you think you are invincible at the same level, but in fact it has run counter to our Confucian practice of spiritual cultivation. When you can't make progress in the future, you will want to change to Confucianism However, the Cultivation Technique is already impossible."

　　 The beautiful woman finished speaking in one breath, thinking that Liang Yan would suddenly realize it, a sad expression. Who knows that this is not the case at all. Instead, he has a weird look on his face and touched his nose and said: "Thank you, senior, for your advice, the kid will pay more attention to it in the future."

　　The beautiful woman didn't expect that he would be so unsalty or indifferent, she couldn't help but cursed inwardly: "Huh, they all say that mud can't support the wall. I don't think this kid can even count as mud."

She didn't know that although Liang Yan had a shallow knowledge, he was extremely confident in the exercises taught to him by the old monk. Not to mention that the exercises could be cultivated until the foundation stage, even if they were able to practice to the Golden Core Realm, he would not feel that There are no accidents, so there is no question of changing the exercises at all. In addition, the "two fish twins" in his body solved this problem perfectly, so he didn't care at all.

　　 Of course, he can't tell the other party personally, he can only vaguely, with a sentence that he will pay attention to in the future.

The beautiful woman thought for a while and said, "Boy, although you have poor aptitude, your spiritual knowledge is too ordinary. In the past five years, I am the first disciple in the Qi Refining Period who has listened to three chapters. It just happened that I moved a little bit recently. The mind of accepting disciples, it is better to accept you as a registered disciple. If you perform well, you may not be able to become an official disciple in the future.

　　 "Apprentice?"

　　 Liang Yan was taken aback when he heard the words, he never thought that the other party would bring up such a thing. Although this beautiful woman said she had amazing magical powers, her motive was unknown, so Liang Yan would naturally not be this "confused disciple".

Seeing him scratching his head, he smiled embarrassedly: "Senior's supernatural powers, the kid admires, but I and Senior haven't masked before, and I still don't know how seniors are called, so it's too rude. "

　　The beautiful woman glanced at him and smiled: "My concubine's name is Yan, and her name is Xinyu."

　　 "Yan Xinyu?"

　　 Liang Yan instinctively felt that the name seemed to have been heard somewhere. He was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He frowned and thought for a while, suddenly his eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief, he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and said in surprise:

　　 "Yan Xinyu! You are the master of Qin Dao, Yan Xinyu!"

　　 Although Liang Yan is just a handyman disciple, he has stayed in Yixing Pavilion for more than five years. Others may not be clear, but Yixing Pavilion's famous Fourth Avenue Master has heard of it. I didn't react for a while just now. At this moment, thinking of it, a cold sweat broke out on my head.

　　 He subconsciously got up and saluted, but when Yan Xinyu waved his sleeve, Liang Yan felt like he was falling a thousand pounds and couldn't get up.

　　 I just listened to Yan Xinyu opening his mouth and said: "I don't have to have so many rituals if I ask you to chat. As for this teacher, do you worship or not?"

　　 Liang Yan couldn't help hesitating after hearing this. He was free and easy in nature, and the only master in his heart was the old monk. He was just a year-long friendship with Rotten Wood. If he wanted to worship others as a teacher, his heart was resisting. In addition, this person has never known himself, so he has to go to his own teacher when he speaks, and there is still a lot of scrutiny about the true meaning behind him.

　　 But the one sitting opposite is the owner of the same line. It is impossible to say that he does not have any pressure.

He pondered over and over again, and finally replied: "The juniors have a shallow blessing~www.ltnovel.com~ with low qualifications, and they don’t know much about the rhythm. They worship the seniors as teachers, fearing insulting the reputation of the piano, or thanking the seniors for their love. Up."

　　 Yan Xinyu's complexion is really hard to look like: "Huh, ignorant junior, you know that the named disciple I personally accepted, the status in the sect is not comparable to that of the outer disciple."

　　 "This is natural, the kid is not disrespectful to his predecessors, he really knows that he has no relationship with the Avenue of Music, and he may have high hopes and drag down his predecessor's reputation." Liang Yan said quickly.

　　 Yan Xinyu waved his hand and said, "Okay, since you have no intention of entering my door, I won't force it."

She paused, and then said: "I heard that you are a group of Yongle Town this time, smart and calm. Not only did you complete the task very well, but you also dealt with unexpected situations outside of the task. It is considered a talent, I am Yixing. The court is in need of someone like you. I have already greeted Wang Yuan at your handyman office, and you won’t need to go to work in the future. When you are officially promoted to the outer disciple, you will also arrange a foreigner I give you the position of the deacon."

　　 Liang Yan heard this, not only was he not happy, but secretly said: "Suffer!"

Sure enough, Yan Xinyu looked straight and looked at Liang Yan with a serious face and said: "As long as you promise me one thing, you will be able to cash it out immediately, and there will be many resources for you. "

　　 Liang Yanxin said: "Sure enough, this Yan Xinyu points out her own practice, accepts herself as a disciple, and promotes her position in the clan. It must be conditional."

　　 Thinking of this, he leaned slightly and said, "Senior, just tell me if you have something."

　　 Yan Xinyu nodded, staring at Liang Yan, saying every word:

　　 "I want you to make a heart-wrenching oath. You can't see Tang Diexian again in this life, and you can't contact her with any excuses."