Chapter 87 Travel

"Get up. You know that you don't like red tape as a teacher. You don't have to bend your knees and worship like this in the future."

His face was open, and Geng Yuanfu's sleeves stroked gently. Yang Yanzhao only felt a breeze coming, and then a soft and irresistible force poured into his whole body, which made his body stand up without being called.

After the shock, Yang Yanzhao was immediately relieved. Geng Yuanfu was a Taoist sage, and he had profound martial arts as a matter of course.

It's just that soon, there was something in my heart. Since the teacher has such a skills, why didn't he give advice when he learned that he was extremely confused in anger?

This hand was exposed. Seeing that Yang Yanzhao's eyebrows were a little depressed, Geng Yuanfu, who had been around for many years, certainly knew what he was thinking and smiled to solve the puzzles.

"A teacher knows what you are thinking. Qi is the most common practice method in the world today, and it is also the easiest method to practice. However, there is no complete method, and the Tao is also a thousand phases. Naturally, energy will not be the unique method of cultivation."

As soon as this word came out, Yang Yanzhao was even more surprised. His anger was still pointed out by him from the mouth of Zhe Yuqing. Now, he heard Geng Yuanfu say that Qi is not the only method of cultivation, and it may also be just a low-level practice method. How can he not be surprised?

"Teacher, are you saying that your method of cultivation is not suitable for apprentices?"

"It's not true. Being a teacher is to get the spirit of immortals. This method pays attention to the heart without dispute. What you pursue is to turn yourself into heaven and earth. According to your current state, it is not suitable. In comparison, the Taoist 'Kui Yanjing' is more suitable for you at present.

Of course, the method of cultivation in the world is a family, and the teacher will also teach you the 'heavenly secret'. In the future, after Yan Zhao's heart can get rid of this disturbance in the world, you may be able to make great achievements, more than the teacher who can't move forward.

At this time, Yang Yanzhao suddenly realized that it was not Geng Yuan's privateness, but that he could see it clearly and knew that he could not give up this thousand waps of earth.

And Xu Shaoyang's travel is also likely to be related to this matter, perhaps because of the 'Kui Yanjing' mentioned by Geng Yuanfu.

Immediately, Yang Yanzhao was grateful and bent down to salute. "The disciple is ignorant and knows nothing about martial arts. In the future, he should follow the teachings of his teacher."

"Ha ha, there is no need to accept you as an apprentice as a teacher. Of course, I will do my best to teach what I have learned in my life. When Shaoyang comes back, I will teach you the 'Kuiyan Sutra' as a good student. I hope you can make achievements in middle school in the rest of this month, so that you can also temporarily show some achievements in Huashan Taoism."

"Teacher, is your consciousness to go to Huashan to discuss with other sectarianism?"

"Yes, there is an agreement between Taoism and Buddhism and Confucianism. Every ten years, those who walk in the mortal world must go to Huashan for a competition. Although it is a discussion, there is also a martial arts test, but you don't have to worry too much about Yanzhao. It's really not good, and Shaoyang is there."

Yang Yanzhao was enough surprised on this day, but he remembered that Xu Shi was indisputable. Xu Shi, who was still a master of martial arts, was still a little surprised again.

"The disciple should do his best and will never lose face to the teacher and the teacher."

On this day, Geng Yuanfu and Yang Yanzhao degraded the scriptures of Taoism, and also pointed out some of his cultivation methods. The latter listened very seriously and even more meticulously than before.

The more you come into contact with, the more you will find that you are more and more mediocre. Naturally, it also inspires the unwillingness in my heart.

A month later, Huashan said that he must not lose to others!

At sunset, Yang Yanzhao said goodbye to Geng Yuanfu and slowly walked into the city with the shock he had poured out all day.

It turned out that unconsciously, he had been exposed to many unknown secrets in this life. Suddenly, Yang Yanzhao had a little more blood and pride in his heart, and a kind of world competition surged all over his body.

Maybe in addition to walking dogs and fighting chickens, he can also have other preferences.

For example, point out the country.

Although it is not to ascend the throne of the emperor and is worshipped by all the people, at least it can be detached from the outside and laugh at the clutch of the world.

As he walked, he thought that Yang Yanzhao's painstaking efforts became more and more, and he yearned for the road of the strong, and he was more and more full of expectations for the Kuiyan Sutra taken by Xu Shaoyang to Baode.

Unconsciously, Yang Yanzhao returned to the small courtyard. His thin figure was still looking under the withered yellow willow trees by the river at the door, which made Yang Yanzhao, who had been immersed in thought, come to his senses and couldn't help speeding up his pace.

"Faun! You're back!"

He ran forward as usual, took Yang Yanzhao's cloth bag, and happily talked about today's things, while the latter suddenly realized what he had ignored before.

"He followed his teacher to Huashan. What should he do?"

Since leaving Daizhou City, the two have been dependent on each other. After Huashan discusses Taoism, they may have to return to the mountain gate of Taoism, and the exhaust wind naturally cannot accompany them.

"Exhaust, I have to accompany my teacher and brother on a long trip these two days."

After hesitating for a long time, Yang Yanzhao said softly when he took over the rice bowl handed over by the exhaust wind.

"Since it's a business, it's okay for the prince to go. After dinner, I'll go to clean up the clothes. Fortunately, the wind is not messy and there are not many things, but will the prince come back? The prince will definitely be an official in the capital next year. If he doesn't come, won't the courtyard be wasted? Why don't you write a letter, and I'll give it to the master of Zhefu tomorrow, so that I can return the yard to them..."

The exhaust wind answered casually and said intermittently, but she soon swallowed, because she suddenly found something, and her little hand holding the wooden chopsticks couldn't help shaking, "Son, aren't you going to go out with the exhaust wind?"

Seeing that her little face was full of sadness and her big eyes were red, she could clearly see the crystal tears starting to spin.

With a sigh, Yang Yanzhao put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand. "This time, I'm going out with my mentor to visit my old friends to broaden your father's horizons. We can't always be ordinary people, can we? Therefore, there are not many opportunities to get to know more learned people.

The little girl lowered her head and didn't say anything, but the big tears fell down. Yang Yanzhao hurried to the side of the table, took out the handkerchief on his chest, hugged the exhaust wind in his arms, and wiped her tears away.

"It's become a little cat again. Will the prince promise you to come back early? Even if you go to the capital to settle down, send a letter and ask He Yu to send you to Beijing.

The person in his arms still didn't say anything, but the low sobs were still swirling under the yellow light.

"Don't cry, the prince will hook you, so that he won't lie to you."

At a loss, Yang Yanzhao remembered the hook agreement between him and his eighth sister, and the next moment, the pure and naughty cheek flashed in his mind. Unconsciously, there was a trace of pain in his heart.

Maybe he felt Yang Yanzhao's abnormality. The exhaust wind lifted the crying pear blossom and rainy little face out of his arms, and then stretched out his little thumb, "Son, the exhaust wind will wait for you to come back."

After saying that, he wiped his tears with his hand, squeezed out a smiling face, and picked up the bowl to urge Yang Yanzhao to eat.

The next day, when he went to the college again, Xu Shaoyang had already come back. When he saw Yang Yanzhao, he learned that his teacher had told him all the things, so he had a trace of apologies on his face. "Little brother, Uncle Meng didn't want to give Kui Yanjing to his brother, which disappointed you down."

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao, who had been looking forward to this Kuiyan Sutra, suddenly felt extremely frustrated. For a moment, he was stunned. Later, he came to his senses, "Brother, you don't have to blame yourself. It's my younger brother who doesn't have such a blessing. No wonder you."

At this time, Geng Yuanfu scolded angrily from the courtyard, "This Meng Er is capable. He put on airs with me and even said that he asked me to find him in person. I'm so angry!"

When the words fell, Yang Yanzhao only felt that the air around him suddenly condensed, and it was extremely difficult to breathe. His heart was suddenly hammered. At the critical moment, Xu Shaoyang's long sleeves brushed his door, which made him gasp, but he still clearly saw that the air within a foot was like glass smashed by heavy objects, cracking everywhere. Open.

"Master, don't be angry!"

After Xu Shaoyang protected Yang Yanzhao, he hurriedly retreated to the small courtyard. Under his exclamation, Geng Yuanfu collected his momentum. In an instant, it was like the wind and clouds, and the previous terrible breath dissipated.

Xu Yu, Xu Shaoyang's figure appeared, his clothes were a little damaged, and his long and neat hair was also a little messy. It's just that at this time, who had always paid attention to his appearance, he didn't care about this and quickly came forward to hold Yang Yanzhao, who was pale.

"Little brother, how are you?"

His voice was a little worried. When the latter heard the words, his sweaty face showed a bitter smile, "Brother, my teacher's cultivation is profound. How can an ordinary person like me bear it? Thank you for your action just now, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Yang Yanzhao was very afraid in his heart. He guessed that his teacher Geng Yuanfu was good at it, but he didn't expect it to be so terrible. Xu Shaoyang, who had always been weak and childish, was unharmed under this strong momentum. How far are these two people's cultivation?

When the waves surged in his heart, Geng Yuan's face was a little flushed. He looked at Yang Yanzhao and said, "It's okay. Since Meng Laoer is in Baode City, Shaoyang, you go and clean up and set out tomorrow. Yanzhao, you also go back to prepare for one or two."

After calming down, Yang Yanzhao said goodbye to the two of them and rushed home to pack up his belongings.

After repeated inspection of the exhaust wind, the things are finally ready. From time to time, Yang Yanzhao has to refuse again and again. It is very likely that the little girl will pack all the things she can bring to him.

Put away the package and looked at the sadness under the smiling face of the exhaust. Yang Yanzhao couldn't help walking forward and pulling up her little hand. "Didn't I promise you? The prince will definitely go early and come back early. Even if something happens, he will send letters back.

The exhaust wind lowered its head, and it seemed to have the courage to raise its head for a long time, "Son, you won't leave the exhaust wind, will you?"

Holding her in his arms, Yang Yanzhao scolded in a low voice, "Stupid girl, how can it be?"

"The exhaust is not here, and no one comes to bring tea and water. The prince will not be used to it, and the prince is not at home, and the exhaust wind also feels that he doesn't know how to live."

The exhaust wind said low, but it made Yang Yanzhao feel sad. The little girl sent him to the college every morning, and welcomed him back at the door of the sunset as the whole life.

Maybe find something for her to do, and the sadness of separation can be much less.

"Exhaust, can I give you a task?"

"What's the matter?"

Seeing that there were more doubts in the wind's eyes, Yang Yanzhao gently raised the corners of his mouth and scraped her nose, "Help me count the silver!"