East side stone

It took Xie Xun an entire hour to carve a path out of a pile of thorns.

Halfway up the mountain, you can already see large and small courtyards, some of which are covered by trees, while others clearly appear in front of the world. Only when you get closer can you realize that there are old grass under the eaves. .

Qingcheng was closed for 20 years, but the real decline was even earlier.No sect is wiped out overnight.

For the time being, Xie Xun doesn't have the energy to clean up all the old residences, and there's no need.He just glanced at it from a distance along the way, and saw the lush branches and leaves from the patchwork of ancient buildings.

No matter what it is now, the Qingcheng faction once flourished.

Xie Xun walked all the way up without seeing anyone, but picked up a wooden sword from the grass on the edge of the cliff, which was much shorter than normal swords, like a child's thing.

The wooden sword had been eaten away by moths, and when he waved it lightly, it fell apart, leaving only a handle.He had no choice but to keep going up until he was about to reach the top, only to see two people under a green pine tree.

From here, the road leads.

Xie Xun put away his sickle and walked under the tree.

Sitting under the tree was an old man with a white beard. He looked a little more like a fairy than Taoist Xuanxu, and he could take a casual trip by driving a crane.Standing in front of him was a young man who seemed to have just finished a day's homework, with the wooden sword on his back, and went straight to help the old Taoist priest.

A little further away, the sound of cooking came from above.

The Qingcheng lineage has not yet died out.

In the smoke, Xie Xun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.As long as people are still there, it is not a dead end.

When the old Taoist saw him, he was also surprised how he came up. It wasn't until he saw the Kangtu Avenue and the sickle on Xie Xun's waist that he finally believed that he came to apprentice.

He never dreamed that he would still see people coming down from the mountain in this life, and he never thought that when he came up, he would ask "Will the Qingcheng faction accept people?".

Qingcheng closed the mountains, in fact, to make it sound better.In fact, before the closure of the mountain, there were not many members of the Qingcheng faction.

If Qingcheng's defeat is really to be investigated, then it has to be traced back to the generation of his wife and master, and the entire martial arts almost began to decline in that generation.Nothing earth-shattering happened, but life is getting better, there are fewer people running in the rivers and lakes, and there are no more talents.

The fall of an era is silent most of the time, and is gradually forgotten in the ordinary day after day.

With fewer people, the competition among various factions will be even greater, and all methods will be used, each according to its own ability.

There are also those who are unwilling to seek a new way out for martial arts, and use blood as an alliance to find the treasure of the legendary sword master-people always pin their hopes on the disappearing legend when they are desperate, hoping that their ancestors will save the world.But none of the people who set out to hunt for treasure later came back. They don't know where they went, whether they were alive or dead.

The ancestors of Qingcheng were also in the treasure hunting team.

Since then, Qingcheng has deteriorated day by day, and it has been passed down to this day. In the name of closing the mountain to hide from the world, Qingcheng is the last respectable.

The veteran Daoist named "Huaicheng" is the third generation leader of Qingcheng School No.70.

The eldest disciple Zhou Pingzheng, the one who played the sword just now, the second disciple Zhou Fangfang, the one who cooks the fire, and the third disciple died early, and now there are only three people left in the Qingcheng sect.

Three idlers who don't know martial arts.

Xie Xun followed them to finish the meal, and the Taoist priest of Huaicheng said sincerely: "You should worship on another mountain, my sword skills are only used for strengthening the body now."

Daoist Huaicheng is getting old, and he doesn't remember what he learned in ancient times, not to mention mental skills, he almost forgot even the moves, so he only picks out the moves that he still remembers and gives them to his disciples to strengthen their bodies.

Zhou Pingzheng and Zhou Fangping were originally orphans abandoned in the mountains, their martial arts qualifications were mediocre, and they had never even heard of the mind method.Maybe it will be like this in this life, or maybe it will go downhill and enter the world in the future.

Rely on them to revitalize the sect?Just kidding, they only found out today that they were from a decent family.

The reality is so cruel, even Xie Xun can't hold on anymore.

If it’s just that there are no moves, it’s okay to say, anyway, it’s rubbing moves, he can create it himself, but it’s a big problem if he doesn’t have a mental method. According to the experience of the internal test, the mental method is an indispensable part of a player’s martial arts. The only way I know to get the mental method is the Jiamen sect.Career balance, that is the balance based on the same starting line.

Without the mental method, any balance is in vain.

"Have you received your teacher?" Qishen asked.

"No." Xie Xun sat on the mountain road he created and thought about life, "I don't have a mind. Forget it, I'll come to you."

"No," Seven Gods hastily refused, "You can't come, my master said some time ago that there will be a martial art trial, and he wants to select a direct disciple from among them, and there is only one. If you are here, my changes will be too big ,no."

"... What kind of intrigue script did you use?"

"Oh, the competition here is so fierce, you must not be used to it here," Qishen quickly changed the subject, "Tell me about your situation first."

Barrage A: Plastic brotherhood, stone hammer.

Barrage B: Too plastic.

Barrage C: I just came from the Seven Gods. I swear that the Seven Gods are not talking nonsense. Wudang is really competitive. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it is densely packed with people.I was terrified just by looking at it, Brother Dong, really, don’t go, you might not be able to get in line if you used to line up until night.

Barrage D: There are many people in Huashan, and the number limit has already begun, and Tianshan is also the same. The sects that have shown their faces in the internal test are basically full.Because Shaolin will have their heads shaved, the number of people is still within a controllable range, but it will explode in a while.

Barrage E: Frontline battle report, woc is so exciting, Shaolin is full, the monks are dispatched directly, and they rush down the mountain unruly.

Xie Xun looked at the barrage, thinking that the drought will die, and the flood will die.

But also because of this, he gave up the idea of ​​going to the sect.With the internal test strategy, everyone went straight to the sect when they came in, but he was still hanging around when he came in, so he lost the opportunity. In addition, he ran for nothing in Qingcheng Mountain. Line up like the barrage said.

The physical effects of this game are realistic, and it is impossible to jump in line. You can only squeeze people up. If you overcrowd and squeeze people down the cliff, it will really be popular when you open the door.

He can only go to the small sects, but those small sects are not marked on the big map, so he can only inquire slowly from the npc mouth, which is too troublesome.

On the first day of the public beta, everyone was on the way to apprenticeship.

Xie Xun was also there, and then found that the way forward was bleak, and the way back was cut off.

"You said he called himself the Qingcheng faction?" Qishen suddenly remembered something.

"Yes, the No.70 third-generation leader of the Qingcheng School."

"That means that the sect has not been destroyed yet," Qishen said, "During the closed beta, we saw a sect with only three people left. They also opened the sect to recruit disciples, and they also had the same intentions. Forgot? So I guess the setting of this game is that only If there is one more person, it is not considered extinct."

Xie Xun immediately understood what he meant.

As long as there is no extermination of the sect, even if it is a sect officially recognized by the system, since it is a sect, the game company will definitely have some for the sake of professional balance.That is to say, the mentality of the Qingcheng faction must still be there, it just needs to develop the plot!

Thinking of this, the haze in Xie Xun's heart dissipated. He is not afraid to make a few more detours, as long as he can go on.

He is a man of action, and when he made some progress, he went directly to ask for confirmation. Taoist Huaicheng saw him go and come back, he was shocked at first, and then he heard his question.Because he was too excited, the question he asked was too direct and not very nice, but Taoist Huaicheng forgave his rudeness: "Yeah, when the old guy is buried, the Qingcheng lineage will be considered extinct." .”

Happiness came so suddenly that Xie Xun almost spiraled into the sky.

So he begged to join the Qingcheng faction, which made the Taoist priest of Huaicheng very embarrassed, and always felt that he was a black-hearted bastard who misunderstood his children.

The happiest people are Zhou Pingzheng and Zhou Fangfang. They have stayed in the mountains for more than 20 years. Xie Xun is the first person from outside the mountain they have seen since they can remember, and this person from outside the mountain has become their third junior brother.

"I'll come here now," Seven Gods said, "first find the mind method."

"Add me."

Suddenly another person's voice came from YY, Cheng Wenchuan didn't know when he came in, it took a long time to see what they were talking about, and he didn't make a sound in a weird way.Xie Xun was so absorbed in the game that he didn't pay attention.

Cheng Wenchuan entered the Valley of the Medicine King, and came here very quickly from Beichuan.

Xie Xun was collecting information while waiting for others. Zhou Pingzheng and Zhou Fangfang didn't know anything, so he could only ask the Taoist priest of Huaicheng, but the answer given by the Taoist priest of Huaicheng was that "Secret Records of Qingcheng" was lost.

"Secret Records of Qingcheng" is the treasure of the Qingcheng sect, and it is said that both internal and external skills are on it.

There is only one seedling of the Qingcheng sect, and there is no such thing as an inner disciple or an outer disciple. Anyway, there is only one "Qingcheng Secret Record", and how much you learn depends on the individual.

If this is reality, Xie Xun may not dare to say that he is self-taught, but this is a game. It is no exaggeration to say that if you give him a mind, he can turn the whole world upside down.

But now "Qingcheng Secret Record" does not know where it is lying.

Bao Buqi has been eaten by moths.

Cheng Wenchuan arrived before Qishen, the two exchanged name cards first, and then began to tidy up the room.If nothing else, they should live here for a long time.

Taoist Huaicheng recognized his origin when he saw the clothes on his body, but he didn't ask anything.He just wondered, is there any new change under the mountain?

Zhou Fang happily killed a chicken, today is too lively!

Wait for the Seven Gods to arrive, well, it's all over the place—it's New Year's Eve in Mount Qingcheng.