Transcending evil and sanctification

Yu Wenjue stood up, and with a flick of his wrist, the long strings slid into his cuff like a spirit snake.

Xiao Ren saw that this was similar to that juggler, and he was completely ready to perform on stage.

Yu Wenjue didn't know what he was thinking, and the one who walked in front walked out of the house.

As soon as Xiao Ren left the room, Yu Wenjue had already started to demonstrate.

There are seven styles in the Seven Emotions Qin Method, and Yu Wenjue connected them one by one, using them continuously.

Xiao Ren has just learned some sword skills and is basically in a state of martial blindness.Showing Yu Wenjue this high-level exercise to him is basically tantamount to winking at a blind man, and it is completely wasted.

It's not completely wasted, at least Xiao Ren thinks from the bottom of his heart, it's really pretty.

You can see that Yu Wenjue's movements are completely like dancing, not like martial arts moves at all, but the Qiqingqin method he used is completely different from the gentleness of the senior a hundred years ago, but full of strength and masculine courage .

This technique is different from swordsmanship. Yu Wenjue's arms, fingers, wrists and waist have many movements, throwing, catching, kneading, sticking, shooting, twisting, shaking, not to mention how gorgeous it is.

"It would be even better if it was a girl practicing." Xiao Ren whispered unsatisfied.

Yu Wenjue was in a mess and almost failed.

He finally knew that Xiao Ren's inconspicuous attributes were causing trouble, so he couldn't expect too much from his appreciation level.

After rehearsing a set of movements, Yu Wenjue will call it quits.His body has just started to move, and he wanted to improvise and show him some moves that he had thought about, but it was just a waste of effort.

"Huh? It's over?" Xiao Ren was taken aback, then slapped his hands vigorously. "good!"

Yu Wenjue had no choice but to put away the strings and said, "What are you doing?"

"I appreciate you." Xiao Ren gave him a strange look.

"I'm not a street performer..." Yu Wenjue was completely helpless with him.

"Hehe." Xiao Ren grinned embarrassingly, as if he meant to lower his level a bit.

This happy day is a good start, and the two have found a way to get along happily.

When Xiao Ren was practicing swords, Yu Wenjue was watching calmly by the side. When Xiao Ren was resting, Yu Wenjue played chess together when he had nothing to do, or Xiao Ren used a book to compare the simplified and traditional characters by himself. Yu Wenjue reads seriously.

Happy days are always unavoidable, the dog days are over, and the temperature is getting cooler day by day.

Xiao Ren's waist is completely neat, and now as long as he doesn't intentionally toss about the broken waist, doing big movements, lifting heavy objects and so on is no problem at all.

That day Yu Wenjue and Xiao Ren finished their dinner and went back to their houses.

He sat cross-legged on the bed in the bedroom, and began to practice his inner strength and mental methods.

Yu Wenjue's eyebrows were stretched, his expression was peaceful and peaceful, no one would have thought that the inner strength in his body was surging like waves, like a herd of horses that had run loose.

Yu Wenjue was naturally familiar with this dangerous situation and did not panic.He tried his best to control this strong internal force, so as not to let him get out of the line and break through the meridians.

This kind of phenomenon is the special feature of practicing Jiuming Divine Kungfu. For each level of kung fu, the internal force will be so strong when you reach the peak. You must break through to the next level to make these internal forces calm down, otherwise you will be insane , the fate of exploding to death.Diligent people will naturally improve rapidly under the spur of this characteristic, and lazy people will practice diligently under the threat of their lives.

Therefore, when choosing disciples, each generation of Mingjiao leader requires the disciples to have clear bones, broad meridians, and high understanding, otherwise they will just ruin people's lives in vain.

Yu Wenjue's talent and savvy are very good. Yu Wenchi picked him up on the road when he was traveling. He was already four years old at that time, and it was the time when he was half-remembering and half-not-remembering.

Yu Wenjue remembered that he had a gentle mother when he was young, and He Xin's father, and he didn't remember any major changes when he was young, how he would be exiled.

From time to time, he would think about what kind of life he would be living now if he hadn't separated from his parents.

And now that he shoulders the responsibility of this teaching, and has a father who is as strict as a father, he is not dissatisfied.Of course, it will be even better if you can find your own life experience.

Unconsciously, these thoughts flooded into Yuwen's mind one after another, and then his heart froze, he quickly eliminated the distracting thoughts, and entered into a deep meditation.

Two hours later, Yu Wenjue finished breathing, closed his eyes and opened his eyes.

He sighed regretfully, there was no breakthrough tonight.

He has been here at the sixth level of the Nine Nether Divine Art for two years, although the master has repeatedly praised him, asking him not to be eager.Yu Wenjue himself refused to follow the steps.

He has a sense of urgency.

Because of his outstanding talent and rapid advancement, Yu Wenchi entrusted him with the responsibility of the leader early on, while he retreated and sprinted into the nine-level cultivation method.

Yu Wenchi is very optimistic. He often said that if he does not believe that he can succeed, then he will definitely not succeed. He is confident that he will succeed.

It is very important to set goals, and Yu Wenjue agrees with this, but he feels that Master is too optimistic and confident.

It was a full moon at night, the moonlight was shining, and the courtyard illuminated was faint, very quiet and beautiful.

According to the time, it was time for him to rest, but Yu Wenjue was very irritable. He stood in front of the window and looked out of the window, trying to calm himself down.

After standing for a long time, just as Yu Wenjue was about to go back to sleep peacefully, a black figure shot towards him.

The man in black is a man. He put one knee on the ground, holding a small bamboo tube with both hands: "Young master, the chief teacher has an urgent message!"

Yuwen was startled in his determination, and staring at it, he found that there was indeed a circle of red paint thinly painted on the small bamboo tube.

Yu Wenjue steadied his mind, and with a steady hand, he unwrapped the bamboo tube and took out the small paper roll inside.

He walked under the candlestick, unfolded it and took a look: the leader has gone mad, return quickly!Gu Liuyuwen gave a "click" in his determination, and his eyes suddenly went blank.My mind is completely empty, I can't think of anything.

His parents couldn't be found, and his master could be said to be his only family member. Now that Yu Wenchi was in danger, he didn't know what to do.

After a while, Yu Wenjue slowly regained his senses.

He took a deep breath, and said to the man in black who had been kneeling quietly on the ground, "Prepare the horse immediately, and rush back to the head teacher overnight!"

"Yes!" The man in black took the order and left.

Yu Wenjue sat on the chair and propped his head.

He had expected such a day a long time ago, but when this day really came, no matter how many times he rehearsed the arrangements, they were all forgotten at that moment.

The only thought was that his only relative was about to leave him.

The eighth level of the Jiuming Magical Art is insane and can't be saved, and it can't be saved, no one can save it.

Yuwenchi is so diligent and persistent in attacking the ninth floor, is it because Yuwenjue is too good and too reliable, so that he has no worries and doesn't care about anything.

Sometimes, Yu Wenjue was angry with his trust and laissez-faire.

Both of them knew that such a day would come, but Yuwen never thought it would be so soon.

The irritability in his heart had already disappeared the moment he confirmed the news. Knowing that the result was irreversible, he was able to act more calmly.

He came to the desk, took a pen and left a letter to Xiao Ren, to the effect that he and Xiao Ren hit it off right away, and the time they spent together was unforgettable. He said goodbye and asked him to forgive me.If I have time in the future, I will definitely invite him to be a guest at home, or if it is a coincidence, the world will meet again for a drink and so on.

Yu Wenjue read it carefully, and said everything that should be said clearly, and did not miss anything that should not be said.So he sealed the envelope, called the night guard maid in the courtyard, and asked her to hand it to Xiao Ren in the morning.

Yu Wenjue went into the house, grabbed a cloak to keep out the night wind and dew, and walked towards the stable.

The stables are not inside the villa, but in a special yard on the outskirts, so Xiao Ren, who has been staying here for a while, doesn't even know that there is a stable here.

Yu Wenjue rode on his bloody horse, followed by thirty or so men in black riding fine horses.

"Young master, we are all here." The man in black rode to his side and said respectfully.

"En." Yu Wenjue nodded, and then he looked at the startled steward, "Come here, I have a few words to say."

"Young Master." The steward walked in and bent down humbly, "Please give me instructions."

"Young Master Xiao who is here as a guest is my friend. You must serve him carefully. If I find out that you have made any mistakes in the future, be careful with your head!" Yu Wenjue's tone was light, but he did not hide his murderous intent.

The steward trembled in fear, raised his spirits, and replied cautiously: "The little ones will definitely do their best!"

"En." Yu Wenjue nodded, pulled up the rein and turned the horse's head, kicked the horse's belly, and rode away.Behind him, more than 30 men in black riding followed in a file, and the horseshoes hit the ground like thunder.

Seeing them walking away, the housekeeper dared to wipe off his sweat.

This young master, he is only civilized on weekdays, and this is the first time he has received him in these years.Seeing him gentle and elegant for many years, and his attitude towards Young Master Xiao is so gentle, I really thought he was a good friend.

It wasn't until this moment that the murderous aura rushing towards his face made him realize that what was hidden under the surface was a young master of the Demon Sect who acted without any scruples.

Yu Wenjue followed the path in the mountain, and soon left the range of Qingquan Villa, he looked back.

The dark shadow halfway up the mountain is the building complex of the villa.

He took one last look at the place that had given him a happy and relaxed life, bid farewell to his friend in his heart, and turned around, his face gradually stained with evil spirits.

Come on, he is fully prepared, those old bastards just jump around!Whoever dares to jump will be sent to be with the master!