Chapter 393

Name:My Master Is a God Author:Shangdian
In the face of the dust laden son's thanks, Yang Yiyun said with a smile: "get up, you deserve it. After decades of accumulation of bottlenecks, you can break through to the six levels of expectations in one breath.".??

However, I have a saying to tell you that risks and opportunities coexist in your path. If you feel right, go on. If you feel wrong, don't try to be brave. Now that all the hidden veins in your body are connected, you are invincible in the same realm. Don't take shortcuts to lay a good foundation in this realm. The more inborn you are, the more possible it is. "

"More congenital?" His eyes were full of dust.

On one side, qianjue and mingjue were shocked.

The realm of martial arts and Taoism is a myth.

Everyone in the ancient martial arts world knows that there is a realm after the congenital realm. The congenital realm is not the focus of ancient martial arts. But no one knows what realm is after the congenital realm, and no one knows how to go after reaching the congenital peak.

However, in ancient times, there were related records of the great clans, but in the forbidden areas of their respective clans, the secret was that the great clans knew that other forces might have but few.

This is also the reason why the strong of many sects entered the forbidden area after they reached the sixth floor of the heaven.

Because in the forbidden area, there is only a secret record of what realm is after the birth, if the cultivation goes on.

Who in the whole ancient martial arts world doesn't want to succeed?

When he heard that Yang Yiyun had mentioned the realm above nature, they were not calm.

Qianjue was the first to lose his composure and asked, "Shizu, do you know the realm after birth?"

Yang Yiyun was stunned and asked: "don't you know?"

Qian Jue shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "this is the secret that every ancient martial arts person in the whole ancient martial arts world wants to know. Unfortunately, no one knows it. Only in the forbidden area are there rumors. But once you enter the forbidden area, no one can come out. So no one in the outside world knows what the innate realm is, let alone how to practice."

After hearing this, Yang Yiyun said in his heart: "you don't know what I know, but nature is the foundation of the practitioners. According to the realm of the practitioners, nature is the golden elixir. The ancient martial arts practitioners must have the golden elixir, but I don't know the name. I think it should be the golden elixir just like the practitioners.

However, I'd better not talk about it, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Yunmen is a practitioner of truth, but it's different from guwu. In case of being peeped by guwu, Yunmen and himself can't think of peace. "

Thinking of this, Yang Yiyun cleared his throat and said, "cough, I may know so. I guess there must be. What are you worrying about now?

Don't worry about it until your cultivation reaches the top of the Ninth level, do you? Seek the road of the Tao step by step. Only when you are down-to-earth can you see the door of the road. Don't aim too high every day. "

In order to divert his attention, Yang taught them a lesson.

"Yes, what Shizu taught me is that I think too much about it." Qianjue three people laugh again and again. It's right to think about what master Yang Yiyun said. They are now six or seven layers of congenital. It's not easy for them to reach the peak of nine layers of congenital cultivation?

"OK, the dust laden problem has been solved. Now it's yuan Xiaolei's turn." Yang Yiyun looked at Yuan Xiaolei with a smile and said, "little guy, is it possible to exchange ancient rites with me now?"

Yuan Xiaolei didn't speak yet, and the dusty son said: "Xiaolei has been serving your grand master these days, and he has been neglecting you." Chen Fengzi has an almost superstitious fanaticism towards Yang Yiyun. He has a feeling that this Shizu may be able to cure Xiaolei's congenital disease, and Xiaolei will be able to practice martial arts at that time.

"I will obey the master's orders ~" Yuan Xiaolei replied calmly, without any words.

At this time, Bai Shanfu returned to Yang Yiyun and said, "Shizu's room is ready. I'll take Shizu to have a rest."

"Well, I've been tossing about all day. I'm really tired. You're all gone." Yang Yiyun waved to qianjue three.

Then he took yuan Xiaolei and walked to Wudang's guest room behind Baishan.

Baishan takes Yang Yiyun to a peak called donglaifeng. His words imply that he is coming from the East. This is the best guest room in Wudang. Only the elders of past dynasties and the leaders of various sects can receive him.

It has ten hours of daylight all day, and Lingqi is the best place in Wudang besides the main peak.

Walking up the mountain, there are independent small courtyards and attics, which are ancient and historical. Although some ancient trees are still green and secluded in winter, they make people feel relaxed and happy. It's dusk, and the afterglow of sunset is shining, which makes them look golden and charming.

"It's really a good place ~" Yang Yiyun couldn't help saying that compared with Wudang, his Cloud Gate headquarters is just the difference between a local house and a villa. He thought to himself that he'd better clean up the Cloud Gate headquarters at a certain price later, otherwise someone will be a guest in the future. Wouldn't it be very shabby for people to see the grand gate?"Shizu, you live here. This is the best guest room in donglaige and donglaifeng." Baishan stopped in front of a tall and delicate attic and said.

"Cheng, go in and have a look," Yang Yiyun nodded.

The courtyard is very large, with a total area of more than 300 square meters. In front of it is a three story attic. The above three traditional Chinese characters are from Donglai Pavilion.

There are ancient trees, rockeries, sugar, gardens and so on.

Under the leadership of Baishan, he went to Donglai Pavilion. After he had gone to the pavilion, Yang Yiyun asked for a fragrance. He couldn't help asking, "what's the flavor of Baishan? Do I smell like this to soothe the nerves? "

Baishan said with a proud smile, "Shizu is very powerful. This is the red sandalwood that I specially ordered for Shizu when I was just cleaning up the room. It can be used for meditation. In fact, the whole Donglai Pavilion is made of red sandalwood."

"My darling, all made of red sandalwood?" Yang Yiyun is an ancient clan.

"Yes, in fact, it was built and preserved in the Ming Dynasty." Baishan is very proud of the answer, but then Yang Yiyun's words, but he is not proud.

"Baishan, you just said that the sandalwood ignited in the attic has a concentration effect on sitting, don't you?" Yang Yiyun asked, squinting.

Baishan didn't understand what Yang Yiyun meant. He still said with pride: "yes, Shizu, among the eight sects, sandalwood from Wudang is the best. It's all sandalwood preserved in the Ming Dynasty and specially developed for meditation. The ancient martial arts circles have to give a thumbs up."

"Well, that line will give you a chance to show filial piety to Shizu. Give me several hundred jin sandalwood and I'll take it back." Yang Yiyun said lightly.

"What?" Hundred mountains almost fell, hundreds of Jin? Today's sandalwood is all left hundreds of years ago. There are so many sandalwood in Wudang. Yang Yiyun needs hundreds of Jin as soon as he opens his mouth. These sandalwood are all good things that money can't buy. Let alone hundreds of Jin, it's as painful as cutting flesh in Wudang.

"Why not?" Yang Yiyun snorts. He just knocks for a while. Just now, Baishan's sense of superiority has really stimulated Yang Yiyun. In his eyes, Baishan seems to be joking that Yunmen is poor, which makes Yang very dissatisfied.

So I'm going to rip off the lion.

"Ah, no, no... no, Shizu doesn't have so much sandalwood in Wudang." Baishan said with an unnatural face. Now he doesn't smoke his own ears. It's the cheapest. Where can he get hundreds of Jin sandalwood?

The sandalwood of Wudang is kept by master mingjue. On weekdays, it's like a treasure. It costs hundreds of Jin to go with master. Baishan will definitely think that master breaks his leg, but he won't agree with Yang Yiyun. This master can't be provoked.

"No? You just said that there are. I don't care if you don't have to tear down this red sandalwood hall to make it. At least give me 100 Jin sandalwood. I'll take it with me when I leave. "

After Yang Yiyun finished, he came into the inner room. Suddenly, he saw the snow-white bed in the inner room. He came up to see my mother. What kind of animal skin was lying on the bed, and he said, "what kind of skin is Baishan?"

"Shizu, this is white bear skin." Bai Shan answered in a cold sweat.

"You are killing and protecting animals, isn't it too luxurious?" Yang Yiyun boasted.

"No, Shizu, don't get me wrong. The skin of white bear is not from China. It's from laomaozi. It's soaked in special medicine. Lying on it can activate blood circulation. It's very good for ancient martial arts." Baishan quickly explained.

Yang Yiyun laughed and said again, "it's also useful. OK, get me ten to take away."

Baishan almost fainted in the dark. The skin of white bear was soaked in a special liquid. The process is very complicated. The whole martial arts is only a few of those martial uncles and uncles, which may add up to seven or eight pieces. Where can he get it from those martial uncles and uncles?

If he dares to open his mouth, he will be beaten into a pig by those hometown.

"No, Wudang will go bankrupt when you stay with Shizu. You'd better run away." Bai Shan murmured in his heart. Instead of answering, he turned away from the topic and said, "well, Shizu, I've asked the kitchen to prepare dinner. You should take a rest first. I'll go to urge you."

After that, without waiting for Yang Yiyun to speak, he ran away from donglaige with ten times his usual escape degree.