Chapter 100 99. Don’t ask for secret skills, the skills will come naturally (4.7K words - please subscribe)
A few days later.
On a light snow day, the gloomy sky is filled with sad and sad clouds. A rainbow light flashed across the misty sea of Wu Jianmen. The rainbow light fell directly on Hongye Island, stopped in front of a bamboo house, and then fell quietly in front of the door.
In the courtyard, the cane chairs were not put away, the medicine shelves were empty, and the exotic flowers and plants were all covered with white.
Song Yan raised his hand, arched it, and said loudly: "The disciple is here again."
A response came quickly from behind the courtyard: "Boy, hurry up, hurry up, bring me a dried purple crow grass from the bamboo plaque on the right side of the entrance to my house!"
Song Yan quickly He walked in, followed his instructions, and took the herbs. When he arrived at the backyard, he saw the dead leaf swordsman still circling the medicine cauldron with his sword, busy putting in the herbs, speaking words and frowning.
He raised his sleeve and flicked it gently.
The grass sent by the wind fell into the hands of the dead leaf swordsman.
The dead leaf swordsman was busy again, then closed the lid of the cauldron, then landed on the ground, dusted his hands, looked at the medicine cauldron slightly nervously, and murmured: "Purple Crow tastes sweet and salty. Cold Qi can cool the blood and activate blood circulation. Even if the grass is hot in nature, if it is neutralized by it, it should make the cough, cough, cough, cough more gentle."
He coughed violently, causing his temples to tremble.
The black hair was mixed with a bit of frosty white hair at some point.
Song Yan saluted and said: "Teacher."
Ku Ye Sword Master said: "I heard that you have come out, it has only been half a year, tsk."
Old man Slightly stroking his beard, thinking, and raising his head, his eyes were like two cold swords piercing Song Yan, and at the same time he said seriously: "Yu Jian, let me have a look."
Just like in the Demon Sect, there is no difference between being reasonable and farting, and the dead person is the unreasonable person; in the Sword Sect, speaking out loud is the same as farting, and a hundred words and a thousand words are not as good as a single view of the sword.
The heart of the sword and the intention of the sword are within themselves, so why bother to distinguish them?
“Yes.”
Song Yan has really practiced the "Xuanhua Yi Sword Code", in which the imaginary sword has long appeared from the clouds, and the sword that belongs to him has long been It was extremely clear. As for the "White Snake Sword Technique", he was already very familiar with it.
Clicking his fingers, pinching, the flying sword was unsheathed, the rainbow light merged with him, and it circled around the bamboo house for more than ten times, until the wind and snow swirled like the water on the white lake. eddy.
Snap.
After doing this, he landed from the air again, stood back at his original position, and saluted the old man again.
Kuye Swordsman seemed to be still appreciating the heart and intention of the sword. He closed his eyes and thought for a long time, then opened his eyes and said: "The union of man and sword, the final secret method of "Xuanhua One Sword Code", you I have realized it.
In this case, it is not possible. What a waste of your best talent for practicing swordsmanship."
He paused again, and then suddenly said: "The Puppet Sect was so aggressive that the Great Elder had no choice but to fight against that Gu Huangzi. The two of them made an appointment with Jingzhe Yukong next year. The Battle of Arashiyama.
Time is running out, and the Great Elder wants to personally teach some of the outstanding young people in my Sword Sect.
Although your realm is not quite there, you are still qualified. I will be my guarantee and let you go see the great elder, okay? "
Song Yan does not want to see the great elder.
Except for the headmaster who is in retreat at Luoxia Bamboo Island, this great elder is the strongest in the entire Southern Wu Jianmen. He's a master, his illusions can hide from ordinary Jiang Gong's early stage , even in the middle of Jianggong, you can't tell it, but the elder can't hide it.
Seeing his hesitation, the dead leaf swordsman said with a smile: "You kid, others. Why are you still hesitating about the opportunity you dreamed of?
Let me tell you, there is no guarantee that the supreme secret of my sword sect will be secretly passed on to a disciple by the great elder this time. "
After that, his old god was waiting on the ground.
Song Yan shook his head directly.
If he was really Bai Xiuhu, he would have gone .
But he is a fake.
Moreover, if you think about it with your feet, if this secret skill is passed on by the great elder, how many people will be watching in the future. Among these people are the seniors of Nanwu Jianmen who secretly protect him, and some of the Puppet Sect who want to arrest or assassinate him. Experts, and a lot of bullshit.
In the battle between the Great Elder and Gu Huangzi, if he wins, that's okay. If he loses, then this kind of disciple who has inherited the supreme skill of Jianmen will jump into the spotlight in an instant.
He won’t do it.
Ku Ye Swordsman said: "Opportunities are rare. You didn't get them if you wanted them before."
Song Yan continued to shake his head.
The Dead Leaf Sword Master asked: "Why?"
Song Yandao: "This disciple is not worthy."
The Dead Leaf Sword Master frowned and said: "Even if you made mistakes in the past, but now you have a breakthrough in your state of mind, you should You have already walked out. Then why not put your mind on my sword gate? Kill the demons and move on to the future!"
Song Yandao: "My disciple is already heartbroken and just wants to close his eyes and close his ears for a peaceful place."
The Dead Leaf Sword Master was stunned. Next, at this moment, he finally understood what kind of state of mind this disciple had understood.
Fortunately for him, he was happy before, thinking that Jianmen had a genius who had been tempered by the bitter cold.
But this is not tempered by the bitter cold. This is obviously a complete fall into the extreme state of mind of "being in ecstasy, drunken and dreaming, and no longer want to hear anything outside the window"
But once the extreme state of mind becomes Yes, it’s done.
Kuye Swordsman raised his eyes to look at Song Yan, only to see that his eyes were slightly lowered, with no hope in them. He really looked like he had lost all hope in the world.
He couldn't help it and asked viciously: "Are you serious about not going?"
Song Yan shook his head.
“Are you going or not?”
Song Yan continued to shake his head.
Kuye Swordsman's lips moved, he hesitated to speak, and finally shouted: "Get out!"
Song Yan saluted, turned around and "get out".
But just as he "rolled" to the door, the voice of the dead leaf swordsman came from behind again: "Starting tomorrow, come to my place to make alchemy!
If you don't practice swords, you can make alchemy, right?
My place is very quiet, especially the spiritual garden behind the house. No one goes there all year round except me.
How about that, are you satisfied? "< br>
There was a bit of excitement and sarcasm in his words.
After all, what bloody swordsman would be willing to farm?
He was also unable to go further because of erysipelas, so he devalued himself and came here to cultivate Xuantian in order to develop some elixirs so that those who came after him would have more opportunities to become stronger and would not fall behind him. In this way, he suffered from the erysipelas day and night.
However, Song Yan stamped his feet and said: "Yes, teacher."
Kuye Swordsman heard that he actually agreed, and he was inexplicably angry, and his beard trembled. , pacing back and forth, suddenly sniffed his nose, and seemed to smell a burnt smell, but when he looked again, he found that the burnt smell came from the medicine cauldron.
The dead leaf swordsman was furious. He found that he was being led by this boy and had forgotten the heat. The more he thought about his tone, he couldn't help but roared furiously: "Go, go! You stinky boy! Bad luck!"< br>
"Yes, teacher."
Song Yan's tone was calm and he left quickly.
He is quite satisfied with this arrangement.
The reason for coming here is to fish in troubled waters. At first glance, Kuye Swordsman looks like the kind of existence that is about to reach its end in the early stages of Jiang Palace. This place is just right for him.
Next day
Snap.
The dead leaf swordsman threw out a book and said, "Read it for yourself, don't take care of my precious flowers and plants."
He didn't even bother to look at Song Yan.
Song Yan took the booklet and saw the four words "Hundred Books on Mysterious Grass" written on the cover. When he opened it again, he saw that the contents were detailed, from "the appearance and medicinal properties of the mysterious grass" to " "Elixirs that can be prepared" are all described.
The first one he got was actually a mysterious grass he was familiar with.
【Moonlight Grass】: Sweet in nature, it often grows in the highlands of Xuanmai. It collects Xuanqi into its stems and leaves. It can be fried into tea and dried to make elixirs. Its grass is cold-tolerant and hates heat, so it can be planted in winter and harvested in summer.
The subsequent elixirs attached are "Xiao Xuan Ling Dan", "Da Xuan Ling Dan" and even "Xiao Xuan Liquid Dan", which Song Yan is more familiar with.
Looking back further, I saw that "Panthrush" and "Purple Crow Grass" were also described.
Obviously, "Hundred Books of Mysterious Grass" was compiled by Kuye Swordsman himself after combining many books and years of experience.
Song Yan has always been very patient, so he held the book in front of and under the table beside him and began to study it carefully.
The dead leaf swordsman threw the book to him. After a while, he quietly looked at him with his peripheral vision, but saw that the boy was really reading it carefully, and he really didn't know what to say.
Coming to refine elixirs as a swordsman is very taxing, and it feels like you are destroying your future.
Kuye Swordsman secretly sighed in his heart: ‘Maybe it will be fine if this brat gets tired of him in a few days. When the time comes, I will recommend him to the great elder.
I have been secluded for many years, but once I had an epiphany, I got a glimpse of my sword, and realized that the integration of man and sword is extremely rare.
Such talent and age should not be wasted with me, the old man. ’
Less than half a month later.
Song Yan was not only studying the "Hundred Books of Mysterious Grasses", but also began to try to take care of the mysterious field behind the bamboo house in a decent manner.
He took off his silver sword robe and put on the gray miscellaneous clothes for working. He bent down to remove weeds in the secret field of a small hill on the far right of Hongye Island, and at the same time drove away some demonic birds. , demon rat.
The demon bird is called the "Smoke Bird". It is a low-level demon beast among the low-level demon beasts. It is very weak in strength, but there are many in number. It is often born in the Xuanmai Wetland, lying down at night and emerging in the day.
The demon rat is called the "hole-stealing rat". It is a lower-level demon beast than the smoke sparrow, but it has a special ability: as long as it hides in the soil and does not move, it is extremely difficult to be discovered. Its nature is to lie dormant during the day and emerge at night. It likes to dig holes in the ground and eat all the rhizomes of Xuancao Xuanhua.
These two are basically inexhaustible, they belong to the category of "cutting off the weeds and eradicating the roots, and bringing them back to life with the spring breeze".
Ku Ye Sword Master, a Jianggong realm, is numb. , so he built a "special shed" in Xuantian to plant precious mysterious grasses and flowers, and the rest of the flowers and plants that could be slightly lost were placed outside.
Then, after a while, he started an operation of "killing the demon birds and exterminating the demon rats".
Perhaps the Mysterious Flowers and Mysterious Grasses planted by the Dead Leaf Sword Master are quite rare and concentrated, so in addition to these two kinds of monsters, there are actually monsters visiting them.
There are many kinds of trees, all of which are different from each other.
The most amazing thing is a kind of strange thing called "Strange-tailed Shadow Rat".
This kind of strange thing is already an intermediate monster, and its favorite thing to do is to "dig They eat other people's flowers and plants in other people's fields, and after eating, they quietly plant seeds that they got from nowhere, and then they imagine that the owner can take care of these seeds for them, and then harvest them when they are mature."
Simply despicable!
One time the dead leaf swordsman didn't pay attention, and a strange thing grew in the field, which made him half angry to death.
At this time, the dead leaf swordsman put down his work again, quietly looked in the direction of Xuantian, and let go of his consciousness
to take a look.
He was stunned.
“Don’t run!”
“Stop!”
The dusty swordsman in gray clothes stood in the field, rolling up his sleeves. His sword was driving away the smoke birds. However, there were many smoke birds, falling down like swarms of swarms, and rising up like swarms of swarms, overwhelming the sky.
But since Song Yan is here to take charge, these Yanbo birds naturally cannot get any advantage, so they start running away.
Song Yan, on the other hand, used his sword to chase after him
The smoke bird fell from the sky, but it still ran away a lot.
Song Yan actually took off with his sword and followed closely, shouting words such as "Stop, stop" as he chased.
"I"
Withered Leaf Swordsman couldn't help but cover his eyes, he really couldn't see.
In the evening, Song Yan came back from a busy schedule. He called Song Yan over again and said seriously: "Xiuhu, your talent should not be wasted here. The past is gone. Yes, those who come are the ones worthy of your respect.”
Song Yan looked at him with clear eyes and said: "Teacher, I have already thought about it. You can stay here in Jianggong realm and dedicate your life to the descendants of Jianmen. Why can't I?"
The dead leaf swordsman said: "That's because."
He opened his lips, thinking that his end was approaching, so he did not continue to say "I have erysipelas", but sighed, and then said with a smile: "Just stay, my garden needs people after all."
Otherwise, if the old man goes away one day, all this experience will be lost.
When the time comes, I'll find a few more disciples, why not just you?
I'm still in the Jianggong realm, and I'm a bit arrogant, so I don't want to pass on what I've learned to some disciples with average talent.
Since you are here, and you are here at this time, it is good that you and I are destined.”
From that day on, the Dead Leaf Sword Master no longer drove Song Yan away, thinking of sending Song Yan to the Great Elder. Instead, he patiently taught him how to identify the properties of medicinal herbs.
Song Yan also studied seriously.
In the blink of an eye, another half month has passed.
Ku Ye Sword Master called Song Yan and said, "Today I will teach you how to make alchemy."
Song Yan looked around curiously.
The Dead Leaf Sword Master asked: "What are you looking for?"
Song Yandao: "The disciple thought there was a book on alchemy."
The Dead Leaf Sword Master smiled and said: "Alchemy depends on the heat, and everything else depends on it. Danfang, as for the formation of Danfang Looking at pharmacology and test results, where did you get the book?
Do you think that you can practice alchemy according to the book? "Song Yan said: "Isn't there also pharmacology?"
The old swordsman Kuye blushed and said: "I'll teach you how to make fire first. When you can make Xiaoxuan Lingdan by yourself, I'll teach you pharmacology."
"Yes, teacher."
Song Yan nodded.
One old and one young, one teaching and one learning.
The old man is eager to teach him with all his heart, but the young man is extremely smart and can draw inferences from one example.
Soon it was dusk, and in the blink of an eye the sky was filled with stars.
Fog began to form on the misty sea, and the thin white air submerged the entire Red Leaf Island in the depths of the foggy sea. It was difficult to see the fingers when raising one's hand.
The two of them were reluctant to leave and stopped without knowing what they wanted to say.
Kuye Swordsman said: "You learn very quickly, my heart is really bleeding. You said your talent, hey, let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it."
Song Yan said: "This is just the disciple's choice."
Immediately, he glanced at the "Ordinary Fire Alchemy" that appeared in the "Kung Fu" column on the panel, and the "Alchemy: Xiao Xuan Ling Dan" (entry-level proficiency) that appeared in the [Spell] column, then said goodbye and turned around Leave.
As soon as he returned to the house, he spent 10 years of his life to turn the "entry-level proficiency" in "Elixir: Xiao Xuan Ling Dan" into a "perfect level proficiency".
Of course, the "alchemy formula" is not a magic spell, and there is no possibility of it mutating due to ghost mystical roots, so that's the end of it.
There is no doubt that "Ordinary Fire Alchemy" is the same as "Xuanqi Guidance Method". They are both "techniques that can be used once you know them", and the key lies in the visualization of the "Guidance Method" Objects, and the fire used in alchemy.
Different fires have different control methods, and Song Yan only controls the most common "ordinary fire".
Three days later.
Song Yan successfully refined Xiaoxuan Lingdan, with a 30% success rate.
For the next few days
With each passing day, the rate of elixir formation increased by 10%, and finally stopped at 80%.
And this is already a terrible success rate.
The Dead Leaf Sword Master makes his own elixir, which is only at this level.
On this day, Master Ku Ye called Song Yan over and said, "You want to learn elixir pharmacology, right?"
Song Yan said, "Yes, teacher."
The dead leaf swordsman showed a subtle cunning look and said: "Then, I will give you a token. You can go to the library to get it yourself."
"Yes." Song Yan took it. Token, turned around to leave.
The dead leaf swordsman said from behind: "That."
"What's the matter, teacher?"
"What if," the dead leaf swordsman stammered, "you find your favorite swordsmanship. Ah, exercises, what? No, you're welcome, take it back yourself. The janitor of the library is an old acquaintance of mine, right?"
"I understand, teacher"
Song Yan bowed again. , Yu Jian went away.
During these days on Hongye Island, he had a fairly clear understanding of the distribution of buildings on the island.
The dead leaf swordsman looked at the faraway rainbow light, stroked his beard, and thought to himself: 'You brat, don't let me down.
In order to let you practice sword practice again, I specially found my nemesis, bowed my head to her, and asked her to put a few secret books in the library next to alchemy and pharmacology.
You brat, don’t lose sight of me! ’
(End of this chapter)