Chapter 4 Broken Soul Peak

"I see that when you are young, you come out to sell firewood, and you will know that the situation in your family is not very good. After you join my school, you can receive silver to subsidize your family every month. I can give you power that ordinary people can't imagine, and it can also prolong your life, so that you can enjoy a life that you have never imagined, the most Importantly, I can let you enjoy the respect that ordinary people will never get in their lives! If you say no, then next year's today will be the anniversary of your death! I will find all the people who have something to do with you and kill them all! You have to think about it and answer it.

Jing Ping's first few words were full of hard work, but it became colder and colder later. Although he didn't know whether what the other party said was true or not, he didn't dare to let Jing Ping joke with his life and his relatives at home.

Obviously, there is no choice!

Jing Ping just thought about the stakes in an instant.

"Plop!" A sound came, and Jing Ping was already kneeling in front of the big man, dong! Dong! Dong! He kowtowed three times in a row.

"Jing Ping is willing to worship his predecessors as his teacher! I will accompany my master for the rest of my life, for the ox and for the horse, and never give up. If you violate this oath, people and gods will be killed together!" Although Jing Ping grew up in the village, he also read many books in the private school in the village. He said these words quite fluently. As for what to plan in his heart, only he knew.

"Hahaha, good! Since you have worshipped me as a teacher, you are naturally a member of my Zhenwumen. Let me first introduce the history of my sect. My Zhenwumen was founded 300 years ago and was founded by the famous Yan Zhenwu in the world at that time. It once dominated the world's martial arts and is one of the few major schools in the whole world, but since the death of Yan Zhenwu's ancestor. After that, my "Zhouwumen" strength plummeted, and I was squeezed out of the position of the Jianghu faction by several other sects. A hundred years ago, Zongmen was forced to move to Moshan Lake in Mocheng, the capital of Qingzhou. After that, it took root and settled down everywhere. You will know these things when you go up the mountain. I won't say more. I have six generations of disciples, the master of the sect, and the left and right guardians. The eight elders, whose surname is Zhang Mingheng, are taught by the left guardian. They are the fifth generation of disciples. Under the left guardian method is a place that specializes in controlling the distribution of medicinal materials and treating injuries and diseases. Under the right guardian method, there is a place to manage the criminal law of the sect and protect the position of martial arts secrets. As for you, you are the sixth generation of disciples. There are two realms divided into rivers and lakes, one is The body cultivation period, one is the innate period. The body cultivation period is to exercise the body. When practicing internal strength, it is divided into 18 layers. Each layer is divided into the initial stage, the middle stage, the later stage, and the peak period. The door owner and the left and right guardians have reached the peak of the 14th level of the body cultivation period. The eight elders have reached the peak of the 12th level. As a teacher I have reached the peak of the tenth level. As for the congenital period, every move has 10,000 jin of power, and the internal force will also become true qi. The power is huge. There are only a few people in the whole world who can reach this level..."

It was not until the sky turned slightly yellow that Zhang Heng found that he had been talking for three or four hours, but Zhang Heng found that Jing Ping had not been impatient for a long time. On the contrary, he asked a few words enthusiastically from time to time. Zhang Heng nodded secretly in his heart and was quite satisfied with Jing Ping's performance.

"What did the master do here?"

Because he has begun to be familiar with him, and Jing Ping also knows that he will stay with him for a long time in the future, his tone is no longer as indifferent as he began. Jing Ping is only twelve years old. Although he is relatively indifferent in front of outsiders and basically doesn't say anything. He looks much more mature than his peers, but he is still only twelve years old. Old children can't change the nature of some teenagers.

"The door began to recruit the sixth generation of disciples, and sent me and other five generations of children to find candidates. I didn't expect that I just happened to pass by this town and found you. I learned from the left guardian, and I was engaged in some tasks such as auxiliary care, so it didn't need to recruit too many apprentices. Just one. As for them, they Everyone should at least charge ten apprentices.

Jing Ping listened and kept nodding.

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand, touched it in his arms, took out a few pieces of silver, and handed it to Jing Ping.

"I don't want the wood. I'll go home with you first. I don't have much money. You can give this money to your home first."

Jing Ping's heart tightened, and then he relaxed. Since I was already his apprentice, and now I am a knife and I am a fish. I can't resist, so I just nodded and run home.

Walking to the entrance of the village, Zhang Heng stopped. He said, "Go ahead. I'll wait for you here. Come out quickly."

Jing Ping nodded and returned home. He took out Zhang Heng's scattered silver and gave it to his parents.

When his parents were shocked when they saw this white money, Wang Lei frowned and asked, "How can you get so much money!"

Jing Ping explained and hid those threatening words. He only said that he had joined the sect and become an inner disciple. In the future, he would not worry about eating and drinking. There was still a subsidy of more than a few taels of silver every month, which was given to him by the sect.

Wang Lei still frowned. He hunted all his life. He had never been out of this town, and he didn't know anything like Jianghu sect or anything. When he heard that Jing Ping joined the sect, he didn't know whether it was good or bad. He just sat in ** and didn't say anything.

When Jing Ping saw this, he immediately bragged again, how powerful Zhenwumen was, how great it was, and some treatment and so on. If he got along well, he could also go to the restaurant in the town to manage and so on, and become a scene person.

Listening to the beautiful blueprint drawn by Jing Ping and looking at the white silver in his hand, Wang Lei finally made up his mind and nodded and agreed.

When Jing Ping saw that Wang Lei agreed, he exhaled his heart. If Wang Lei disagreed, it must be a big problem. However, since Wang Lei agreed, Jing Ping would leave immediately.

Looking at Jing Ping's intention to leave immediately, the Queen Mother beside him immediately asked, "Are you leaving now?" Do you want to bring anything? When will you go home?"

Jing Ping looked at the tears in Wang's mother's eyes and smiled: "Mom, I have to go now. There is everything in the door. You don't have to worry. I will go home to see you every month when I am free. Tell the eldest brother and sister that my son is going to make money."

"Oh, hey, that's a good thing." Wang's mother wiped the corners of her eyes and put a smile on her face again, but there was still a deep reluctance in her eyes.

"Then I'll go, Dad, mother, take care of yourself."

After saying a word, Jing Ping raised his feet and left. He did not dare to show his reluctance, nor did he dare to say those threatening words of Zhang Heng, because he knew that if he said it, his family would fight for the life of his family to protect him.

"Don't forget to go home."

When he came to the door, Wang Lei's dull words sounded in his ear. At this moment, he could no longer control his emotions. Tears flowed out. Jing Ping answered loudly, stretched out the corners of his eyes, and ran all the way to the entrance of the village without looking back.

At the entrance of the village, Zhang Heng saw the tears on Jing Ping's cheek and didn't ask anything more. He just said, "Let's go."

Zhang Heng is now the cultivation of the ten layers of the body. With the internal strength of the ten layers of the body, he gallops all the way with Jing Ping. Although the speed is not very fast, it is also many times faster than Jing Ping's full speed, which makes Jing Ping's eyes wide open, and also strengthens his determination to practice martial arts.

Zhang Heng took Jing Ping all the way south from the entrance of the village, and finally rushed to the headquarters of Moshan Lake and Zhenwumen in the evening.

Jing Ping looked at the beautiful scenery reflected in the lake by the light of the sunset and was deeply fascinated until Zhang Heng said, "I can see such a beautiful scenery every day in the future. Let's go."

Moshan Lake was originally called Heishan Lake. The whole mountain was dark, and even the lake seemed to be black. Later, people in other places heard that they came to this mountain and came to watch it one after another. Some literary scholars changed the mountain to Moshan Lake, and the lake was renamed Mohu Lake. Of course, since Zhenwumen occupied this place, ordinary people can't enter and watch it. The wonders of this place.

Moshan Lake is the most dangerous place in Qingzhou. The mountains are not big and the lake is not big, but the mountain is in the lake. If you want to go up the mountain, you must take a boat. There are seven peaks on the small lake, and each peak has only one road to walk. The peaks are connected by a cable bridge. The boats in the lake are all controlled by Zhenwumen, and the boat people everywhere are It is a unique skill, among which the main peak "broken soul peak" is extremely dangerous. Not only is the mountain road extremely steep, ordinary people can't climb at all, but even people with inner strength can't go up to a certain level. Moreover, this road is surrounded by hidden whistles, which is an excellent place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Zhang Heng took Jing Ping to the lake and took out a leaf from his arms and put it in his mouth. An indescribable sound came out. The sound was not loud, but the range of transmission was extremely wide. After a while, a boat came out of the lake.

The boat slowly stopped by the lake. The person who propeller was a middle-aged man with a bamboo hat and a cold face. When this man saw Zhang Heng by the lake, his expression immediately changed and glanced at Jing Ping standing next to him. His cold face instantly turned into a warm smile and said, "Brother Zhang, why did you arrive so early? You But it was the first of our brothers to arrive.

Zhang Heng said "um" with no expression, and the man looked at Jing Ping, who was standing beside him, "This is my nephew. Sure enough, he is a talented person..."

"I'm the first to arrive?"

"That's right, Brother Zhang is very good at martial arts..."

"Well, in that case, let's send us up the mountain."

"Yes, Brother Zhang."

The man who supported the boat along the way kept flapping Zhang Heng's flattery, while Zhang Heng looked unreasonable.

After getting off the boat, Zhang Heng took Jing Ping to the main peak and stopped: "Next, come up by yourself. Everyone in the beginning has to climb this mountain by himself. Those who can't climb can only be an outer disciple. Only those who climb up with their own strength are qualified. Be my inner disciple of Zhenwumen.

Jing Ping nodded. Zhang Heng saw this, and his body flashed and disappeared.

The road of Broken Soul Peak was extremely steep. At the beginning, Jing Ping didn't care. After all, he was a child in the mountain. He did a lot of things like climbing mountains and trees. It was not until Zhang Heng left that he looked at the peak before he took a breath.