Chapter 388: Is this an old monster or a kid

Seven or eight children beat one out, and were scattered by Baishan's word, and fled in all directions.

Only the one who was beaten squatted on the ground and didn't move, perhaps because he was beaten too hard to get up.

Yang Yiyun asked Baishan, "Are these children also Wudang disciples?"

"The children of Shizu are all orphans. In fact, the sect will adopt some children from the secular orphanage every year, which is regarded as a good deed, and the other is to inject fresh blood into the sect. Of course, there are also children who are picked up.

The child who was beaten was called Yuan Xiaolei, who was picked up by his master dusty son going down the mountain. At the time, it was said that it was the night of lightning and thunder. The child was abandoned in the alley trash can, and he was picked up to raise him after hearing the cry.

When Xiao Lei was discovered, there was a note on his body saying that the child had a congenital disease. It may be that his parents were unable to support and treat the abandoned person. The note said this. The inscription was written with Yuan and two thousand yuan. Because it was picked up on the night of thunder and lightning, it was named Yuan Xiaolei.

The child’s congenital illness has been maintained in Wudang and has not recovered. It is basically the same as a normal person, except that he is born with a weird personality and is out of group with other children. His body is also very weak due to the disease. He is often bullied by other children. Never cry, make trouble, or complain.

In fact, Xiao Lei is very smart. He has read many of Wudang's secrets in three years. He has an unforgettable ability. Unfortunately, his body is inherently weak and cannot practice martial arts. "

After Baishan finished explaining, he walked over to lift Yuan Xiaolei from the ground and said, "Is Xiaolei okay?"

"Thank you, Master, for your concern." Yuan Xiaolei spoke very calmly, not at all like a nine-year-old child.

It gave Yang Yiyun a feeling, and even felt that the child was like an old man, because he spoke too smoothly.

"It's okay, Xiao Lei, this is the younger brother of our Wudang school. How about you call the Taishizu when you see it in the future, understand?" Baishan introduced Yang Yiyun to Yuan Xiaolei.

"Meet Taishizu~" After Baishan finished speaking, Yuan Xiaolei knelt down and worshiped Yang Yiyun three times.

In Yang Yiyun's eyes, this child used the most standard way of paying homage to the ancient rites. I am afraid that some old people in Wudang do not have his standard of rituals.

Yang Yiyun had a keen interest in Yuan Xiaolei in his heart, waved his true energy, and helped Yuan Xiaolei in breath, and checked his body by the way.

Immediately, Yang Yiyun discovered that the child's body did have hidden dangers. The blood supply to the heart was much slower than that of ordinary people, and the meridians were very small and fragile. This was the cause of the disease.

He lifted him up and smiled and asked, "Xiao Lei, who taught you this ancient ritual?"

"Returning to Taishizu was taught by my master in dust, and it is also what I read from books. There are records in the Wudang Ritual and Music Ceremony." Yuan Xiaolei replied unhurriedly, but he looked like a full-fledged little adult. There is nothing strange in Yang Yiyun's eyes.

"So you know the etiquette of the Wudang sect?" Yang Yiyun asked.

At this time Baishan rushed to answer: "Except for the child's inherent weakness, Shizu has no brains. He can recite all kinds of ancient books in Wudang. In terms of etiquette, he will ask him about the details that the elders have forgotten. It."

Baishan can see it. Master Yang Yiyun is interested in Xiao Lei's child. Thinking about how he can make alchemy, maybe there is a pill that can cure Xiao Lei's congenital disease. Then it will be a good thing for the child.

"I said Baishan, can you stop talking, can I chat with my children?" Yang Yiyun was very dissatisfied with Baishan's interruption. He realized that Yuan Xiaolei was not an ordinary child, and wanted to find out by chatting with him, but Baishan The sound of the mountain from the side made Yang feel very noisy.

"Yes, yes~ I won't interrupt, Master, don't blame it." Baishan looked embarrassed. He knew Yang Yiyun might still be angry. He didn't tell the truth about Wudang.

After Wu Xian Dao was established, when he was separated in Shenlongtan, Yang Yiyun asked him how many congenitals Wudang had. Baishan didn’t tell the truth at the time, and the vagueness passed because he was afraid that Yang Yiyun would not come to Wudang. As a result, there are currently 28 people today. Congenital ancient warrior, this makes his old man very dissatisfied, right?

Glancing at Baishan, Yang Yiyun looked at Yuan Xiaolei again and smiled: "Xiao Lei, I will stay in Wudang for a few days. I don't know much about the etiquette of the ancient sect. Would you like to tell me?" Yang Yiyun is also true. I want to learn about the etiquette of these ancient sects and so on, so as not to go out ashamed in the future.

When he checked Yuan Xiaolei's body, he found that although Yuan Xiaolei's physical fitness was average, the child's mental power was very strong, three times stronger than children of the same age, which really surprised Yang Yiyun.

A group of thousands of people in Wudang asked him to be the master of Wudang, but they did not realize that they were blind without a genius hiding in Wudang.

If possible, Yang Yiyun will help Yuan Xiaolei, which is considered to have repaid Si Kongyuan's inheritance grace, and also solved Wudang's problem of the successor in charge.

Regardless of whether the child is strong in character or mental strength, as long as he cures his body, teaches his neuronal nerves, and gives him some pointers, he will grow up in the future and manage a family without any problems. It can be regarded as finding an inheritor for Si Kongyuan.

In Yang Yiyun's view, the focus of Sikongyuan's inheritance was not the pill, but the neuron.

Cultivation pays attention to cause and effect or the cycle of heaven. The transmission of Sikong Yuan received on that day was blessed. This is the cause. Today I met Yuan Xiaolei, a little Taoist priest in Wudang. The cause and effect in Yang Yiyun's heart was lost.

In the future, he won’t think about receiving the favor of Sagong Yuan. For his path of cultivation, his thoughts will be more accessible in the future. Of course, what is the child like? Yang Yiyun has to observe and make a decision, because he knows Yuan. Nerve means this, and it cannot be taught casually.

Yang Yiyun has his own master, Yun Tianxie, and it is impossible to go to his teacher Sikongyuan, so returning Sikongyuan's inheritance to his disciples is also considered a fulfillment.

When thinking like this, Yuan Xiaolei uttered clearly: "Return to Taishizu, I need to go back and ask my master to give you an answer, and I also ask Taizu for forgiveness."

"Oh, you little wood, what else do you ask for instructions? Hurry up and promise. Your Taishizu can value you. This is a good thing for your kid..."

"Huh~"

Before the Baishan dialect was finished, Yang Yiyun gave a cold snort and glared fiercely.

Immediately Baishan's voice stopped. He forgot that Yang Yiyun had just warned him not to interrupt indiscriminately, but Baishan couldn't help it because he knew that Yang Yiyun valued Yuan Xiaolei. If Yuan Xiaolei could worship Yang Yiyun, mine would Obediently, this is Wudang's major event.

But Yuan Xiaolei is usually very clever, and he lost his chain at a critical moment today. He went to ask his master, his master, who is a ‘big celebrity’ in Wudang, what can he teach? Besides, Yuan Xiaolei was born weak and couldn't practice martial arts, but Baishan knew that Yang Yiyun must have a way to let Yuan Xiaolei practice, so he was anxious.

But Yang Yiyun seemed to admire this child the more he admired him. Yuan Xiaolei had his own master. Before he did anything, he went to ask his master. This is a model of respect for the teacher.

"Okay, Xiao Lei go and ask your master, I'll just wait." Yang Yiyun said with a smile.

At this time, Baishan ran away and said as he ran, "Dust Seal lives in Sunset Peak, I will find him."

Yang Yiyun was a little surprised, but then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I finally got it right."

After watching Baishan leave, Yang Yiyun and Yuan Xiaolei continued to chat: "Xiao Lei they broke your nose just now when they hit you. Why don't you cry and ask your master to come out and clean them up? Doesn't it hurt?"

Yang Yiyun asked questions entirely from the standpoint of a child.

But Yuan Xiaolei's answer was that he could no longer treat him as a child.

"What's the use of crying? I should continue to fight. They won’t stop. If I cry or ask Master to sue, they will beat me harder next time. My Master and I are not worthy of anyone in Wudang. It's useless even if it's the master.

Just hit my children. Their masters are all innate ancient warriors, but my master is An Jin and the laughing stock of Wudang as a whole. Master, he counts as the same generation as Qian Jue and Ming Jue, but his cultivation level However, it’s a farewell to each other. Uncle Ming Jue is known as the second master of Wudang, and Uncle Qian Jue is even the number one. My master is the pinnacle of the ninth level of An Jin. He is often ridiculed by his peers. He is... Well, it's not a good thing anyway.

I have a congenital illness and can’t practice martial arts, and it is called Wudang small waste. In the world of ancient martial artists, I can’t martial arts without strength. It is normal to be beaten by others. I can figure it out. "

After Yuan Xiaolei finished speaking, Yang Yiyun was shocked. If he hadn't seen him as a nine-year-old child, Yang Yiyun really thought he would be an old monster.

It's too clear to see things, it goes straight to the essence.

Is this an old monster or a child?