Chapter 78 Senior Brother Ma
Yixing Pavilion, Fenghui Mountain is the training place for inner disciples of calligraphy.
On the hillside of Fenghui Mountain, there is a two-story attic. In front of the building is a large courtyard, which is dozens of feet in diameter. There are many peach trees in the courtyard, and flowers bloom all year round.
Looking from outside the courtyard, the entire courtyard was covered by fog, making it blurry and unclear.
At this time, a young man in gray clothes was standing outside the courtyard, looking inside. This man was Liang Yan.
"Senior Brother Ma really has a weird temper." Liang Yan said to himself.
He already knew something before he came. The owner’s surname is Ma Mingyuan, and he is a disciple of the inner sect of calligraphy. His cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi training.
Ma Yuan is most famous for two things, one is his skill in refining weapons, and the other is his weird temper.
This person has a withdrawn personality and has little contact with his fellow disciples in the sect. The cave is closed to all guests all the year round, and even some of the foundation-building elders are often not allowed to meet him.
However, because of his weapon refining methods that far exceed the level of cultivation, even the foundation-building seniors cannot get angry with him, and instead often ask for him.
At this time, Liang Yan stood at the door of his cave. Seeing the door open, he did not enter rashly. There is no other reason than the seemingly beautiful peach blossom forest in front of us.
These peach trees seem to be planted randomly in the courtyard, but in fact, the position of each tree is very mysterious.
Although the peach blossoms are beautiful, they conceal murderous intent.
"Hidden Flower Ten Killing Formation!" Liang Yan frowned.
Although this "Ten Kills of Hidden Flowers" is quite mysterious, in Liang Yan's eyes, it is only tolerable. But to break this formation, three peach trees need to be destroyed. He came here to ask for help, so how could he do such a reckless thing.
It's just that if you don't break this formation, you can't enter. The owner here made it clear that he didn't want to see anyone, no matter how he called, no one responded.
Just when he was in a dilemma, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and seemed to see the end of a thin rope on the lintel.
Liang Yan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly jumped up, stretched out his hand to grab the end of the string, and pulled it down.
"Stab it!"
The string brought down a white paper scroll. When the scroll was pulled to the end, a talisman pen was exposed, hanging below the scroll.
Almost at the same time as the scroll fell, four talismans fell on both sides of the door lintel, two on each side, all suspended in the air by thin ropes. The patterns have been drawn on these four talismans, but there is a blank space in the middle.
Liang Yan does not understand the Tao, so naturally he knows nothing about it. However, his focus at the moment is not on the talisman, but on the white scroll in the middle, because there are four lines of small words written on it:
"Point by point, point by point, point by point, point by point. , little by little, little by little, little by little."
Liang Yan had a strange look on his face,
"Senior Brother Ma actually played a mundane word puzzle?"
He laughed and laughed at this, and secretly slandered Ma Yuan. But he had something to ask for at the moment. No matter what path Ma Yuan set, he had to follow it.
He pondered for a long time at the door, reached out to take off the talisman pen, walked to the four talismans, and wrote "Fen", "Qia", "Liu" and "Sha" in the middle blanks one after another. Character.
As soon as the last word "sha" was finished, the four talismans broke free of the strings at the same time and flew away into the peach forest.
As soon as Fu Lu flew into the peach blossom forest, the mist that had always surrounded it began to billow violently. Not long after, part of the mist actually dispersed slowly, revealing a trail in the peach blossom forest.
Liang Yan smiled slightly, stepped onto the path, and walked towards the courtyard.
This peach forest is not too big. After walking for a long time, I saw that the fog in front of me had cleared and I had already left the peach forest.
What appeared in front of Liang Yan were two golden-armored puppets, each holding a sword and stabbing forward. The two swords crossed each other, blocking the attic door
"What kind of trouble is this?" Liang Yan thought to himself.
These two golden-armored puppets are full of spirituality. He has no doubt that if he breaks in forcefully, he will definitely be attacked by these two puppets.
“It’s just that according to Brother Ma’s temperament, he definitely doesn’t want others to fight with the puppet, and he will definitely leave clues.”
Liang Yan thought this way and walked up to the puppet. Sure enough, he found a note stuck on the back of the puppet on the left, which read:
"It is better to be a centurion than a scholar." Looking at the puppet on the right again, Behind it was a blank note.
"It was guessing charades before, and now it's pairs. It seems that Senior Brother Ma has a lot of hobbies." Liang Yan said with a helpless smile.
“It is better to be a centurion than a scholar. Since this person is a disciple of calligraphy, how can he belittle the scholar like this?”
Liang Yan frowned and said nothing, thinking for a long time. Suddenly he smiled and said: "What a lazy Ma Yuan, this is a different way to get others to praise him."
As he said this, he walked behind the golden armor puppet on the right and used spiritual power on his fingertips to induce vomiting. He wrote on the blank note:
"Everything is inferior, only reading is high!"
After finishing writing this sentence, they suddenly heard a rumbling sound, and a light flashed in the eyes of the two golden-armored puppets. Flash, each jumped back a step. At the same time, he stood up with his sword put away, stretched out his hand toward the door, and made a "please" gesture.
"Sure enough, if you praise yourself, it doesn't matter if you praise yourself. Only when others praise you willingly can that be true praise." Liang Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly. Then he opened the door and walked into the attic without hesitation.
With a "squeak", what caught Liang Yan's eyes was a mahogany square table and a rattan grand master's chair, and on the chair lay an old man who was over a hundred years old.
The man's eyes were closed tightly, his hands were crossed on his chest, and he was rocking the wicker chair while snoring. He had obviously been asleep for a long time.
Liang Yan stretched out his hand and knocked on the door several times. Seeing that there was still no response, he had to cough and said loudly: "Zhenmai handyman disciple Liang Yan has met Senior Brother Ma!"
< br>The old man stopped snoring immediately when he shouted. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and raised his head from the imperial chair,
“Huh?”
The moment Ma Yuan saw Liang Yan, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then looked at the golden-armored puppet outside the door, with a strange look on his face, and whispered to himself: "It turns out that not all people in Yixing Pavilion are just like this. "
Seeing his appearance, Liang Yan couldn't help but secretly cursed: "I don't think others are pedantic, but you are too difficult to deal with, right?"
But this is just what he thinks. think, It was impossible to really say it. On the surface, he still said respectfully: "I'm really sorry for disturbing Senior Brother Ma's rest. It's just an urgent matter and I have no other choice."
"Oh?" Ma Yuan looked at him He glanced at it and said, "Tell me, why do you have to ask me for help?"
"I heard that Senior Brother Ma got an antique last year, which was a 'Tianbao Copper Coin' from the previous secular dynasty?" Liang Yan asked road.
When Ma Yuan heard what he said, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was reminiscing. It took him a long time to remember, and he nodded and said:
"Yes, I did get such a thing last year. That time I went to secular travel, I accidentally saved the life of a wealthy businessman, so he gave this antique to me." Liang Yan was happy after hearing this and asked eagerly: "Senior brother Ma, can you sell this to me?"
Ma Yuan glanced at him, Yoyo Said: "What are you buying? Spiritual stones? Anyone who knows me well knows that spiritual stones can't buy anything from me."
He paused and then said: "There is no hope for Ma to build a foundation. , the ninth level of Qi training has reached the top, in this life Yu Zhi just wants to travel around and have fun in time. If you can give me something interesting in exchange, I can naturally give you the 'Tianbao Copper Coin'. Otherwise, please go back to where you came from."
After hearing this, Liang Yan thought: "Sure enough!".
A person with such a weird personality cannot be judged by common sense. Fortunately, he was prepared, and he took out a scroll from the storage bag without any rush.
"What is this?" Ma Yuan frowned.
"Senior brother, please take a look!" Liang Yan unfolded the scroll, but it turned out to be a copybook.
"What is it? It turns out to be a copy of Huang Zhen's "Guiyun Pavilion Collection". What a pity, what a pity, junior brother, this copybook that you worked so hard to get is actually a fake. It's not worth mentioning at all." Ma Yuan shook his head as if he felt sorry for Liang Yan.
After hearing this, Liang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Brother, please don't rush to a conclusion. Please take a closer look." He put his hand on the top of the copybook and gently brushed it downwards.
As his palm passed by, he actually tore off a layer of the copybook, revealing a brand new copybook inside. I can see that the writing on it is like a dragon and a snake, and its power penetrates the back of the paper, just like a masterpiece.
“‘Yundaolu’! ‘Yundaolu’ by Zhao Guoshu Sage Fanzhang!” Ma Yuan exclaimed in shock.
(End of this chapter)