The most important thing is the benefit of a year of spring, which is absolutely superior to the smoke and willows in the imperial capital. Chapter 105
Ji Ye followed Qin He through the Taiqing Palace, walked down a long winding staircase, and arrived at a wide square.
This is the Tai Chi Square that Uncle Master mentioned, Ji Ye thought to himself.
There is a palace on the south side of the square, with a small road on the east and west sides. Qin He leads Ji Ye to the residence of Zhuo Fengming and his disciples, makes room for Ji Ye in a remote hut, and tells Ji Ye about the future.
Even if he is a preparatory disciple of his master, he only has to work as a handyman in the Taoist temple for two years before he can officially become a master.
Afterwards, Qin He took a Taoist robe and asked Ji Ye to fill the water tank behind the house.
Ji Ye secretly cursed, isn't this just a lie to work for you in Chunyang Palace in vain, prepare disciples, huh, I don't know how powerful Taoist Zhuo is compared to the old man and his uncle. He thought to himself that he should change the Taoist robe.
Got water.
Before leaving, Qin He told Ji Ye that it was possible to go to places around Tai Chi Square, but not to enter the path on the other side.
For the remaining half of the day, Ji Ye wore a Taoist robe and wandered around, looking for some clues about the beads. Some of the disciples of Chunyang Palace were better, while others looked at Ji Ye's new face and gave them orders.
But after half a day, not even a shadow of a bead could be seen. Ji Ye couldn't help but think to himself that he might have to go to the restricted area of another path to look for it. But the uncle and the others came here specifically to look for a bead. This bead has something.
What's the use?
Finally, at noon, Ji Ye avoided people and came to the square. There was an extremely old cypress tree here, covering the sky and extending to the outside of the cliff at the top of the mountain.
Ji Ye stood under the tree. There was no one around. Suddenly, two figures jumped down from the tree. Ji Ye was startled. When he looked closely, it turned out to be Uncle Master and Wei Jing.
Lin Yaoyao laughed and said: "The boy has changed his Taoist robes and looks a bit like a Taoist priest. What do you think, Wei Jing?"
Wei Jing nodded in agreement.
Ji Ye said angrily: "This Chunyang Palace doesn't teach people their skills. First, they ask people to work as handymen for two years. I wonder if the leader of Chunyang has great abilities. If he hadn't just lurked here for a few days, he would have been there long ago."
It destroyed his Taoist temple."
Hearing what he said, Wei Jing felt a rare hint of displeasure, but he still said patiently: "This is to temper your character, and it is also a very important part. I was also like this back then, and I worked in the Laojun Palace for three years.
The fallen leaves were covered with snow before Master officially accepted me as a disciple. Young Master, not everyone is so lucky."
In the middle of his words, Lin Guanyai interrupted him impatiently and said to Ji Ye: "Don't listen to him, kid. These so-called monks on the mountain have this kind of arrogance of looking down on the world. Little do they know that they have wasted two or three years looking for others.
Who can make up for it? As for your character, it all depends on yourself. But he is indeed a pure Yang master, so he is not deceiving the world and stealing his reputation."
Ji Ye remembered that Zhuo Yunping's strength was only mediocre, and wondered: "The swordsmanship of that junior named Zhuo is really mediocre. Is their top senior even better than his uncle?"
Lin Guanyi said: "These so-called famous and decent sects have paid less and less attention to the cultivation of their descendants in recent years. Instead, they are very obsessed with fighting for power and profit. However, all the seven Chunyang sons of this generation can be regarded as independent. Their senior brothers,
Although Li Wangsheng, the leader of this generation of Chunyang, has mediocre talents, he is extremely diligent and has worked several times harder than ordinary people. He was already a master of the lower stages of the eighth level of mental skills forty years ago.
At that time, my senior brother and I had a battle with him and his senior brother Xie Yunliu."
Ji Ye was very curious and interrupted: "What's the final result?"
Lin Guanyai curled his lips and said displeasedly: "My senior brother and I were just entering the eighth level for the first time at that time. My senior brother barely managed to defeat Xie Yunliu with his excellent swordsmanship, while I was defeated by Li Wangsheng after a thousand moves."
Ji Ye had a reserved look on his face and didn't dare to mention it again. He just changed the subject and said, "Their Chunyang Palace's mental skills and martial arts are actually stronger than our nameless swordsmanship?"
Lin Yaoyao scolded slightly: "Fart, fart, it's all fart. What do you guys know? He and I were nearly seventy years old at that time, while my senior brother and I were only thirty-five or sixty-six. In terms of age, we are older."
Fully doubled, who do you think is more powerful in mental arts and martial arts? Compared with the two of me, they just take advantage of their years. If I were as old as he is now, I might have broken through the boundaries.
Unknown.”
Ji Ye was even more surprised and muttered: "That's no wonder, it was just forty years ago... Then isn't Li Wangsheng over a hundred years old now?"
Lin Yaoyao nodded and replied: "Exactly, that old man was 69 years old forty years ago, and is now one hundred and nine years old. And now the leader of Chunyang has not changed, so it can be seen that he is still living well.
In the world, there is no trace of his senior brother Xie Yunliu since shortly after that battle. The position of head can only fall on Li Wangsheng. Unfortunately, his senior brother Xie Yunliu has amazing talent. If he had survived to this day, he would have been the leader.
No. 1 in the world."
Ji Ye nodded slowly, thinking that with his uncle's arrogance, anyone who could receive such a comment from him must be worthy of the name.
Lin Yuyai seemed unwilling to mention Li Wangsheng more and urged: "Okay, there is a sutra tower on the back peak in the south. You and Wei Jing will go there. If someone sees you, I can take care of you and escape."
.” After that, he said no more and disappeared into the dark night.
Ji Ye and Wei Jing hid their figures along the path. The road was smooth and smooth. Ji Ye seemed much more relaxed and couldn't help but ask Wei Jing what the bead was.
Wei Jing said: "The bead is called the Ruyi Bead. According to legend, it was the personal divine object of the Holy Emperor thousands of years ago. It can shine within one foot without the light of the sun and the moon. However, no one has seen it with their own eyes. Even the rumors are not true.
The truth is unknown.”
"Since no one has seen it, it must be like finding a needle in a haystack." Ji Ye said dejectedly.
While they were talking, the two of them had arrived below the sutra building. They wanted to knock out the disciples on duty, but when they were about to take action, they saw that the two disciples were already lying on the wooden table motionless.
Ji Yexin said that the disciple on duty was too loose, sleeping soundly in the middle of the night, but when he thought about those two years of working as a handyman, he no longer felt like this.
Wei Jing was always cautious when doing things, so he stepped forward and patched up the backs of their necks. He turned to Ji Ye and said, "Master, just go to the top floor first. Let's take a look separately."
Ji Ye was still not used to this change of title, but now he called Lin Canyi his uncle, and could no longer call Wei Jing his uncle, so he accepted and climbed up the winding stairs.
He walked lightly to the top floor and looked at the endless bookcases lined with bookshelves. Ji Ye thought to himself that since the beads were shining brightly, they must be hidden in some kind of box, otherwise they wouldn't attract more attention.
However, I lowered my body and turned over it.
I walked through the bookcases by moonlight, but after all, there were only books here. The covers said "Shang Qing Ming Tang Yuan Zhen Jing Jue", "Dong Xuan Ling Bao Ding Guan Sutra" and so on. When you open the contents, you can probably recognize the words above.
Chapter completed!