Chapter 55 Warning

Liang Yan heard the names of the three chapters of the music score, and secretly recalled the battle just now, corresponding to the three changes in it one by one. Fu Dao: "The names of these three chapters, Qingping Song, Cangpan Diao, and Soul-Destroying Yin, are quite appropriate and coincide with my own feelings. Especially the last Soul-Destroying Yin, it is like a soul-destroying sound, and it is worthy of its name."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help being frightened, but he heard the person in the pavilion say again: "Junior, don't just sit outside, let's go into the pavilion and talk."

Although Liang Yan was unwilling in his heart, under this situation, he could only struggle to stand up from the ground, step onto the nine-curved corridor bridge, and walk towards the center of the pool.

With a stab, Liang Yan opened the bamboo curtain outside the pavilion, and what came into view was a carved stone table with a mahogany guqin on it. Sitting behind the piano was a beautiful woman in palace attire, with gentle features and elegant temperament. Logically speaking, he should be the type that makes people get close to him at a glance, but the sharpness in his eyes makes people stay away and dare not approach him.

Liang Yan calmed down his complicated mood, took a deep breath, cupped his fists and saluted, "Liang Yan, disciple of the Array Meridian Assistant, pays my respects to my senior!"

The beautiful woman put away the piano and licked some spices into the incense burner on the table. Then she raised her head and looked at him and said:

"You're welcome, please sit down."

As he spoke, he pointed to the stone bench opposite the table. Although his tone was as calm as water, he had an irresistible momentum.

Liang Yan sat silently on the stone bench, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Senior, I have called you to come forward. What are your instructions?"

Unexpectedly, the beautiful woman did not answer what he meant, but instead asked: "What is the name of the Buddhist technique you practice? As far as I know, there are a total of seventy-two Buddhist techniques in the first floor of the Chuan Gong Pavilion. But none of them are similar to what you have."

Liang Yan's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that after just a moment of fighting, he actually asked this beautiful woman to see his true identity. At this moment, Fang Cun was at a loss for words, which was rare.

The beautiful woman glanced at him, curled her lips and said, "If you don't want to say it, then you don't want to say it. Looking at you like that, how can I still covet the skills of a junior like you?"

Liang Yan calmed down a little after hearing this, and then heard the beautiful woman say again: "I don't care what adventures you have outside, but I want to remind you that our Yixing Pavilion is a major Confucian sect. Although the Library Pavilion also contains various schools of thought, , but in the final analysis, you are still good at Confucianism’s magical powers. You may be coveting the benefits brought by other schools now, but you may not regret it in the future.”

Liang Yan's heart moved and he asked tentatively: "Is there any secret in this?"

The beautiful woman frowned, seeming a little impatient, but after thinking for a moment, she finally calmed down and said seriously:

"The inheritance of the human race has passed for countless thousands of years. Although hundreds of schools of thought are now flourishing in the wilderness, only Buddhism, Demons, Taoism, and Confucianism are the four oldest traditions that have accompanied the origin of the human race. The exercises of these four schools They are so different from each other that they are incompatible with each other. As long as you practice one of the techniques, you will not be able to practice the techniques of the other three schools in this life unless you use all your spiritual power to cultivate. This is an iron law among the four major traditions."

She paused, then looked at Liang Yan, with a hint of disdain in her eyes: "I know that Buddhist skills focus on body training, which is quite advantageous in the early stages of Qi training, but this is based on low-level monks This is based on the premise that the spells cannot break through your physical defense. If a person with advanced cultivation is fighting, it is impossible for you to get close, and the power of spells and magical powers is beyond what your body can contend with. I don’t know where you got one. You may be complacent with this low-level Buddhist method, thinking that you are invincible at the same level, but in fact it is contrary to our Confucian method of training the mind and nourishing the energy. Wait until you can no longer improve your cultivation, and then you may want to switch to Confucianism. But it is no longer possible to do the martial arts."

The beautiful woman finished speaking in one breath. She originally thought that Liang Yan would look suddenly enlightened and heartbroken. Unexpectedly, this was not the case at all. Instead, he had a strange look on his face, touched his nose and said, "Thank you for your advice, senior. I will pay more attention to it in the future."

The beautiful woman didn't expect that he would have such a neither salty nor bland attitude, so she couldn't help but cursed secretly: "Huh, they say mud can't hold up a wall. I don't think this guy can even be counted as mud."

She didn't know that although Liang Yan had little knowledge, he was extremely confident in the skills taught to him by the old monk. Not to mention that the skills could be practiced to the foundation building stage, even if he could practice them to the golden elixir stage, he would not feel that There are no accidents, so there is no question of changing the technique. In addition, the "Two Fish Twin Formation" in his body perfectly solved this problem, so he didn't take it seriously at all.

Of course, he couldn't tell the other party this in person, so he could only say it vaguely, saying that he would pay attention to it in the future.

The beautiful woman thought for a while and then said: "Boy, I think that although your qualifications are poor, your spiritual awareness is more than ordinary people. In the past five years, you are the first disciple in the Qi refining period to listen to three chapters. It just so happens that I have been a little moved recently. If you are thinking of accepting a disciple, I might as well accept you as a registered disciple. If you perform well, you may not be able to become an official disciple in the future and pass on my mantle."

"Apprenticeship?"

Liang Yan was stunned when he heard this. He never expected that the other party would bring up such a thing. Although this beautiful woman has amazing magical powers, her motives are unclear. Naturally, Liang Yan will not become such a "confused disciple".

He scratched his head and said with an embarrassed smile: "Senior's magical powers, I admire him, but I have never met him before, and I still don't know how to call him, so it would be too rude. "

The beautiful woman glanced at him and said with a smile, "My surname is Yan and my name is Xinyu."

"Yan Xinyu?"

Liang Yan felt that he had heard this name somewhere, and it was vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember it in his hurry. He frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly his eyes widened with an expression of disbelief. He looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and said in shock:

"Yan Xinyu! You are Qin Dao Taoist Yan Xinyu!"

Although Liang Yan is just a handyman disciple, he has stayed in Yixing Pavilion for more than five years. He may not know much about other things, but he has heard about the four famous masters of Yixing Pavilion. I just didn't react for a moment, but now that I think about it, I can't help but break out in a cold sweat.

He subconsciously wanted to stand up and salute. Unexpectedly, when Yan Xinyu waved his sleeves, Liang Yan felt as if he had dropped a thousand pounds and could not get up.

Just listen to Yan Xinyu say: "I am here to chat with you, so there is no need for so many vulgar rituals. As for this master, do you want to worship me or not?"

Liang Yan couldn't help but hesitate after hearing this. He had a free and easy nature, and the only master he acquiesced in was the old monk. He was only an acquaintance with Kumu Sheng for many years, so he felt conflicted if he was asked to accept someone else as his teacher. In addition, this person and I have never known each other, and he wants to become his disciple when he opens his mouth. The true meaning behind it still needs to be scrutinized.

However, the person sitting opposite him is the leader of a group. It is impossible to say that he is not under any pressure.

He thought over and over again, and finally answered: "I have little luck, low qualifications, and no knowledge of music. I am afraid that I will disgrace my reputation by becoming my teacher, so I'd better thank you for your kindness."

Yan Xinyu's expression turned ugly as expected: "Huh, ignorant junior, do you know that the status of the registered disciples I personally accepted within the sect is not comparable to that of the outer disciples?"

"Of course, this kid is not disrespectful to his seniors. He really knows that he has no chance of joining the path of music and rhythm. He is afraid that he will disappoint his high expectations and drag down his seniors' reputation." Liang Yan said quickly.

Yan Xinyu waved her hand and said, "Okay, since you have no intention of joining me, I won't force you."

She paused and then continued: "I heard that your trip to Yongle Town was alert and calm. Not only did you complete the task very well, but you also dealt with emergencies outside the task. You are considered a talent. I, Yi Xing, The pavilion is in need of someone like you to manage things. I have already said hello to Wang Yuan from your handyman department. You will not have to go out to work as a handyman in the future. After you are officially promoted to an outer disciple, an outside disciple will be arranged. I’ll give you the position of gate steward.”

When Liang Yan heard this, he was not only unhappy, but secretly said: "I'm going to suffer!"

As expected, Yan Xinyu's expression straightened, and she looked at Liang Yan with a serious face and said: "As long as you promise me one thing, I can cash in on these benefits for you immediately, and there will be many resources provided to you in the future. "

Liang Yan thought to himself: "As expected, Yan Xinyu is here to teach me how to practice, and to accept me as a disciple, and to promote her position within the sect. There must be conditions."

Thinking of this, he bowed slightly and said, "Senior, just tell me if you have something to do."

Yan Xinyu nodded, stared at Liang Yan, and said word by word:

"I want you to swear an inner demonic oath that you will never see Tang Diexian again in this life, and you will never contact her again under any excuse."