Chapter 9: Teacher Does Not Deceive Me

This person had a red silk ribbon tied on his forehead, his face like a peach blossom, his eyes like bright stars, and his body method was not fast but extremely elegant.

The key is that he was extremely young, looking like fifteen or sixteen, and his expression was still slightly childish!

Brother Ma was immediately moved, looking back from time to time, his smile weird: "Brother Li, this guy has such a handsome figure... cultivation seems insufficient..."

Liu Xiaolou asked: "What is Brother Ma's plan?"

"Can you see clearly, just him?"

"Correct!"

"How about..."

The two stopped at the same time, separated left and right, and waited in place. Liu Xiaolou's black cloth and bamboo hat had never dared to take off. Brother Ma saw it and hurriedly pulled up the black cloth again.

This handsome young man stopped a few feet away, facing two with one, but had no fear, coldly saying: "Two rats, dare to show your true faces?"

Brother Ma giggled: "Little brother, wait a moment and you will see the true faces of my senior and junior brothers... Brother Li, the person belongs to me, the wealth belongs to you. If there are magic artifacts or spirit stones, divide them into two, how about it?"

Liu Xiaolou felt a chill, pulled the black cloth on his face up again, and pressed the bamboo hat tightly, saying: "Brother Ma, please!"

Brother Ma took two steps forward: "I didn't expect the Zhang family to produce such a handsome descendant, it's like made of water..."

The other party's face suddenly turned cold, like frost: "First, I am not a descendant of the Zhang family. I am a disciple of the Dongyang Sect. My surname is Han, named Wuwang, the Wuwang that makes people hopeless; second, today at this time, this mountain and this place, is the place where you two will be buried!"

As soon as the words fell, a gossip compass flew out of his sleeve, spinning and suddenly becoming larger, covering Brother Ma underneath.

Brother Ma's face turned pale as paper, screaming: "Dongyang Gossip Compass?" He hurriedly flew out an iron rod, blocked two moves, and was firmly suppressed by the gossip compass, unable to struggle anymore.

In despair, he shouted for help: "Brother Li, help me!"

Liu Xiaolou didn't care about this cheap senior brother. After hearing that this was the Dongyang Gossip Compass, he immediately gave up the idea of fighting. At this moment, he had already escaped several feet away, and didn't care about the mountain road, jumping straight down the mountain cliff.

Dongyang Gossip Compass, one of the town sect magic treasures of the Dongyang Sect, even a tiny rogue cultivator like him had heard of it, truly deafening. Thinking of the Dongyang Sect master also surnamed Han, the identity of this handsome young man in front of him was already self-evident—even if he wasn't sure, it was mostly not far off.

He had just jumped down when a black and white light circle followed, brushing over his head, but it was the Taiyi Light Blade emitted by the Dongyang Bagua Compass. During the rotation, three big trees were easily cut off at the waist, falling down the mountain cliff, making a dull rumbling sound.

That Taiyi Light Blade also flew back into the bagua compass.

Han Wuwang snorted coldly: "Grass bandits!" He took back the Dongyang Gossip Compass, rushed to the place where Liu Xiaolou jumped off the cliff to look, saw that the bottom of the cliff was messy, pressed by three fallen big trees, so he followed and jumped down, chased into the valley, and chased down in the dense mountain forest.

After a while, a dense bush on the cliff wall shook rustlingly. Liu Xiaolou, who was hiding behind it, carefully climbed to the top of the cliff. When he turned over, he was already sweating coldly, shivering constantly.

What the teacher said was indeed not wrong. Disciples of famous sects, how can they be easily provoked? Looking at his cultivation, I am afraid it is only Qi Refinement two or three layers, not even as durable as himself, but when it comes to hands, three or five of himself are white.

Liu Xiaolou didn't dare to delay, continued to escape in another direction, and after escaping for a while, he gathered his courage and desperately rushed back, picking out two blood-stained spirit stones from Brother Ma's pile of flesh and blood.

Taking stock of the harvest of this trip, a spirit herb, three spirit stones, more than ten taels of gold and silver, and three ordinary jade pendants. By the way, he also drank a small half jar of spirit wine.

Although he took the risk of life and death, this Heroic Assembly was truly worth it!

Preliminary judgment, the direction of the three Foundation Establishment masters of the Dongyang Sect chasing the heroes should be northwest. Although I don't know how far they will chase, this direction definitely cannot be taken.

That young Dongyang Sect disciple surnamed Han chased in the due west direction, and he definitely couldn't touch this moldy head.

Therefore, Liu Xiaolou set off in the southwest direction. After walking for a hundred miles, he turned north. After walking for two days, he headed northeast. After walking for a day, he took a big detour and walked in the wild mountains for five full days before entering the territory of Wulong Mountain.

Arriving under Gan Zhu Ling, he didn't go up the mountain according to the usual practice, but walked through the dense forest and jagged rocks. When he walked halfway, he came to a thick old pine, jumped up, pushed aside the pine needles and leaves in the tree branches, revealing the tree hole below.

Although the hole was small, he could still get in if he tightened his body. Liu Xiaolou entered with his feet first, then his legs, retracted his breath and waist, raised his arms straight, and drilled in like this. After falling for a foot, his feet touched the ground, snapped his fingers to light a three-inch flame, and in front of him was a rugged and slender cave.

Upon reaching the foot of Gan Zhu Ling, he followed his usual custom and did not enter the mountain, but instead went to Tian Bo's house. He sat and waited for Tian Bo to return with firewood on his back before going up to take it: "Tian Bo, went to chop wood? I just got back."

Both ends of the karst cave were several stone holes and stone cracks, connecting to the outside of the cave, blowing in a cool breeze, which was quite refreshing.

In the center was a water pool. The pool was small but deep, and the bottom of the pool was connected to the Wuchao River, which could be used as a waterway for escape in a crisis.

This place is the refuge of the Three Mystical Sect. According to the teacher, this refuge was found by the founder when he passed through Wulong Mountain, and only then did he set up the Three Mystical Sect on Gan Zhu Ling. It can be said that there was a cave before there was a sect.

"Splash" sound, Big White suddenly poked its head out from the bottom of the pool, paddling with its goose feet, jumped out of the water pool, paced to Liu Xiaolou's side, and honked twice.

When the Three Mystical Sect was in refuge, this guy didn't need anyone to worry about it. Usually, it would dive over from the bottom of the Wuchao River, and from time to time, it would bring a few fat fish into the cave, which can be called a good helper for refuge.

Liu Xiaolou didn't care about it, sat cross-legged by the pool, and began to use his skills.

The use of Qi Refinement is to clear the meridians, and the effect of Foundation Establishment lies in opening the vessels. Clearing the meridians requires clearing the twelve meridians, and opening the vessels requires opening the eight vessels. Every barrier requires diligent cultivation, consuming months and years. Where is there any youth to be burdened?

Half a year, cultivation has no progress. If this continues, how can life be delayed? Although Qi Refinement cultivators can live for a hundred years, if they cannot break through Foundation Establishment before the age of sixty, the older they get, the harder it is to establish the foundation. Even if they barely establish the foundation, where is there time to form the core? Not to mention longevity?

The twelve meridians are divided into three yang of the hand, three yin of the hand, three yang of the foot, and three yin of the foot. Only after clearing the three meridians can one be called entering the threshold of cultivation, achieving Qi Refinement Stage 1, otherwise they can only be counted as Jianghu martial artists. After that, every meridian refined counts as one layer of progress. Refining all twelve meridians to form a circulation is Qi Refinement Stage 10 perfection, and then one can begin Foundation Establishment.

The inheritance of cultivation techniques in the world is different. When starting, some connect the three yang of the hand in one breath, some connect the three yin of the hand in one breath, or connect the three yang of the foot and three yin of the foot in one breath. The vast majority start from this, because the three meridians of the same kind have the same direction and the same five elements, refining them with half the effort. Like the hand Taiyin meridian, hand Jueyin meridian, and hand Shaoyin meridian of the three yin of the hand, their qi all flows from the chest to the hand, belonging to the same qi source.