Chapter 9 Miscellaneous Disciples

The word [jian] on the sword wall is the innate master of [Iron Sword Gate] - [Iron Sword Ancestor] left by his peak state. It not only hides mysterious sword moves, but also contains the innate swordsman's understanding of the nature of heaven and earth.

Once the martial arts reach the innate, the mystery of heaven and earth will reach the sympathetic feeling of heaven and man; completely break away from the acquired and stand innate realm, and the natural understanding of heaven and earth has reached the realm of returning to nature.

Teenagers sit in front of the wall and feel the natural truth contained in communication. The thicker the innate opportunity, the more the meaning of heaven and earth in the body, the higher the achievements in the future.

However, the bodies of these teenagers are still very fragile and can't withstand the deep will of heaven and earth at all, so they will react and even spit blood and get injured. But the more so, the more it shows that the more will of heaven and earth is, the more they are envied.

Just as people were paying attention to those lucky teenagers, Ding Yang, who was sitting at the end, suddenly felt a little light in front of him. He rubbed his eyes. Yes, it was on the stone wall that a stroke of the word [jian] suddenly slowly glowed a little light. Ding Yang looked at the teenagers sitting in front of him, and they didn't have any reaction. Did you see the flowers by yourself?

Ding Yang stared at it, and the little light suddenly began to move slowly along the stroke of the word [jian], slowly flying on the stone wall like a firefly.

Ding Yang's eyes followed the trajectory of the light spot, and a red dot faintly appeared on his chest. As soon as the red dot appeared, it began to move slowly. If you look carefully, you will find that the movement speed and rhythm of this red dot are exactly the same as the light dot.

In an unknown space in Ding Yang's body, a diamond-shaped red light and shadow suspended between his internal organs. If Ding Yang saw it, he would be shocked. It was the [Blood Dragon] that Yan Tieyi once let him see, but later he couldn't find it.

With a flash of red light, [Blood Dragon] suddenly turned into a blood-red dragon, horse-faced antlers, camel head and cow ears, fish scales and snake tails, and three dragon claws poked out under the stomach. It turned out to be a real legendary dragon. Although the little dragon is only more than three inches long, as soon as it appears, an orthodox, majestic and noble breath bursts out, which is by no means comparable to the pseudo-dragon atmosphere of dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, etc.

As soon as the dragon appeared, his body flew and circled, and he couldn't help shouting, "Interesting and interesting! There is still a trace of the initial rule of heaven and earth here. Although it is the lowest level, it also has a little effect on my recovery. It's better than nothing. I suck--"

A dragon's mouth, wisps of white filaments seemed to be pulled out of the void, converged into a line, and sucked into the dragon's stomach.

At this time, in Ding Yang's eyes, the strange bright spot suddenly disappeared. Just now, a thin heat flow suddenly appeared in his body with the light spot. Wherever the heat flow went, it was very comfortable. It soon flowed all over his body, and finally came to a space under his lower abdomen.

As soon as the thin heat flow entered Dantian, Ding Yang felt that it suddenly became hot under his lower abdomen. He couldn't help shouting. With this hotness, a long-lost strength suddenly emerged from his lower abdomen and penetrated his limbs.

Ding Yang just felt this long-lost power of his own, and the light suddenly disappeared. Then the hot feeling under the lower abdomen also dissipated, and the long-lost strength just now became a flash in the pan. Ding Yang gently clenched his fist. Although it was only for a moment, there was a trace of confidence in his heart.

............

In a very secret space in the Iron Sword Gate, three shocking voices suddenly sounded:

-"Ah! How is that possible?"

- "How did the breath of the ancestor on the sword wall disappear..."

-"What the hell is going on? Is there a time limit for the existence of the innate will? I don't understand, I don't understand..."

Leaving the stone wall, Ding Yang was taken away from the team by Cao Dayou alone and came to a relatively remote courtyard.

Cao Dayou took Ding Yang into a room and hurriedly left. Ding Yang looked around. The room was not small. There were four wooden beds against the four walls, and there was a wooden square table in the middle. There was nothing else.

As soon as the door of the house rang, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy came in. The teenager was dressed in a cyan chore, with a round face, a thick porcelain bowl in his left hand, and three steamed buns with chopsticks in his right hand.

The teenager put the bowl on the table by the bed. In the bowl was a stewed tofu with green vegetables and handed the steamed bun in his hand to Ding Yang. I just sat opposite ** and watched.

After a day's test, Ding Yang's stomach had been empty for a long time, and he was not polite. He devoured the food and swept away. The teenager watched Ding Yang finish eating, cleaned up his bowls and chopsticks and went out.

After a while, Cao Dayou stepped into the door with a trace of joy on his face. He just left, found a familiar inner door deacon, and asked him to identify whether the one was real [Yijin Dan].

Originally, 90% of him had decided that it was indeed [Yijin Dan], but it was a matter of great importance, and he still wanted to take another insurance. The inner door deacon has a very good relationship with him, and he has long been a martial artist of Yijinjing. Naturally, he will not cove the treasure in his heart. Cao Dayou, who was affirmed, was very happy to see that Ding Yang's face was much more kind.

"Ouch! It's not easy, Ding Yang! I didn't eat dinner just now, so I went to see the deacon, which finally solved your problem.

"From tomorrow on, you will officially become a handyman disciple of [Iron Sword Gate]. Food and accommodation are free, and you will have a monthly salary of five yuan."

Cao Dayou took out a pair of cyan clothes and trousers and handed them to Ding Yang. There was also a thin booklet and an earthy yellow pill on his clothes. He said, "This is a [Baicao pill] that can increase strength, strengthen muscles and bones, and help you condense true qi. There is also a trick to cultivate true qi. You should practice carefully and strive to cultivate true qi as soon as possible and become a formal disciple.

Cao Dayou paused for a moment, "Ding Yang! This formula is given to you, and you will have to go on your own way in the future, do you understand?

Ding Yang took over the clothes and the magic formula and nodded. He knew what Cao Dayou meant and gave Cao Dayou a [Yijin Dan]. Cao Dayou arranged himself into [Iron Sword Gate] for money and goods. From now on, he could not take this [Yijin Dan] to talk about things.

Ding Yang nodded indifferently. He and Cao Dayou just wanted the two passers-by on the journey. They happened to meet each other on the road, and then they still had to go their separate ways.

Ding Yang took the clothes and put them aside. Looking at the [Baicao Pill], it was a soybean-sized pill. The pill was light cyan, emitting a faint herbal taste. He didn't want to eat it now, so he put it in his pocket first. The leather bag comes from Yan Tie's body. It is exquisitely made and easy to carry.

Ding Yang picked up the thin booklet again and saw the words [Thirteen Swords Style] written on the skin. He opened the first page. There was a man with a sword on it, stabbed forward with a sword in one hand, with four words written on it: the fairy pointing the way.

Turn back, each page is painted with a simple swordsmanship moves, a total of 13 pages, 13 sword moves.

Ding Yang was looking through the manual. As soon as the door rang, three teenagers in the costumes of miscellaneous disciples came in, and the teenager who served him was also among them.

Several handymen saw Ding Yang in the room and gathered around him one after another to talk to him.

Through conversation, Ding Yang knew that these three miscellaneous disciples were in the same room with him. The square-faced teenager was He Ming, 13 years old, from Hedong Prefecture; the disciple with a mole on his eyebrows was named Jiang Xiaowei, 12 years old, from Liuyang Prefecture. The young man who brought him food before was Liu Erxi, a 12-year-old native of Songyang Mansion.

Among the three of them, Liu Erxi and Jiang Xiaowei failed the test the last time [Iron Sword Gate] apprentices, and it coincided with the year when [Iron Sword Gate] recruited miscellaneous disciples and stayed.

He Ming is different from the two. He Ming sent him as a handyman because his family was difficult, there were many children in the family, and his parents were unable to raise him.

Hearing Ding Yang talk about his story of becoming a handyman disciple, and looking at the sword score left by Cao Dayou to Ding Yang, Liu Erxi said with a wry smile:

"Brother Ding Yang, I don't know what you gave him, but I'm afraid you have been fooled by Deacon Cao."

Liu Erxi said that in fact, it is relatively easy for a deacon to arrange a person to become a handyman disciple. Although the handyman disciple hangs the word "disciple", it is very different from the real outer disciple. [ Iron Sword Gate] has never regarded miscellaneous disciples as disciples in his own door.

And this Cao Dayou's so-called practice formula, the thirteen swords, is actually a shallow foundation for the introduction of [Iron Sword Gate]. Like [Fundamentals of Qigong], everyone in [Iron Sword Gate] can practice.

In fact, Ding Yang had already known in his heart that what Cao Dayou said was very untrue, but his purpose at that time was only to enter [Iron Sword Gate]. He did not feel very disappointed when he heard this. He just asked the three miscellaneous disciples how they could be promoted to outer disciples.

Hearing Ding Yang ask this question, the three of them had a wry smile on their faces.

Jiang Xiaowei said with a wry smile and said, "According to the regulations of [Iron Sword Gate], miscellaneous disciples can become official disciples of the outer door after hard work and reaching certain standards. We also had this idea at the beginning, like starting with miscellaneous disciples and slowly turning to outer disciples. I don't know that it's more difficult than passing the test directly to become an outer disciple.

Liu Erxi took over the words and said, "If a miscellaneous disciple wants to become a disciple of the outer door, he must practice to Dantian to produce true qi. The true qi reaches the skin and flesh, so that the whole body is as hard as iron stone, and the knife can't be cut in, which is often called [the skin practice]. Only when the body has the power of 500 catties can you become an outer disciple.

"But it's not easy to practice [practicing skin realm]. Since he is a handyman disciple, his talent and foundation are not good. In addition, there is a lot of chores to do every day, and the time to practice is very short. The door does not pay much attention to the miscellaneous disciples, and basically does not help the cultivation of the miscellaneous disciples.

Speaking of this, Liu Erxi said slightly unevenly: "Those ordinary disciples only focus on cultivation every day. There is also a [Baicaowan] that helps to cultivate true qi every month. If you practice to [the skin realm], it will increase to two per month. And we handymen have to do a lot of daily work every day, and there is only one hundred grass pill every six months. I only got six pills in the past three years, which is the amount of others for half a year. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid I won't be in my twenties or th or thirties.

Time passed unconsciously, and several people were all childlike, but the more they talked, the more speculative they became. Among them, Ding Yang is the youngest, and Liu Erxi naturally fell in love with this little brother.

Several people were talking, and there were three cloud cards outside. He Ming said to everyone:

"Okay, it's three days. Let's have a good rest. We have to get up every Friday and wait for the stew manager to arrange the work.

Ding Yang lay on **, staring at the roof in the dark, with thousands of thoughts in his heart. Thinking that in the past month, my original life has been completely changed, which has ruined my family and left my hometown.

The tragic scene of Dingjia Village appeared in front of him. Among those who died were Ding Shun, Ding Zhan and Ding Li, his playmates since childhood, Ding Changyong, who taught him to read and finally his mother who worked hard to pull himself up.

Ding Yang's eyes seemed to be shining with the raging fire again. The ghosts of more than 200 villagers shouted sadly in the fire. They didn't deserve to die.

Don't worry! I will definitely avenge you.