One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 76: 75: Then, Now
"Junior Brother Zhao, I've always heard that you've returned, but I've never seen you in person. Today I finally saw you. How about we, the group of people who have served as teachers in the Great Zhou Kingdom, get together in the evening?"

The person who spoke was Chi Feilong. Today, Zhao Fuyun was attending the class on 'About the Refining Methods of Precious Materials' and met Chi Feilong.

He came back earlier than Zhao Fuyun, but not much earlier. Although he came from a good family, he still needed to practice both cultivation and magic on his own.

"Brother Chi, okay, it's good for us to get together. I have only been in the upper academy for three months, and I have been improving my cultivation, so I have not been walking around in the mountains." Zhao Fuyun said.

"It was the same when we first entered the Upper House." The two chatted for a while, and then the Taoist master came, and they sat down.

The Taoist master who came here to preach today is named Yu Chenguang. He is a very famous Taoist weapon refiner in Tiandu Mountain. He is good at refining various magical instruments and can refine very ordinary precious materials into good magical instruments.

It is said that this Taoist priest Yu has opened a weapon refining hall in the market place of Duxia City at the foot of Tiandu Mountain. You can buy various magical instruments he has made himself from him, or bring your own precious materials to customize a magical instrument. He can help you repair rare ones, and you can also take broken magical instruments there to have them repaired.

Therefore, Taoist Master Yu started a weapon refining class here, and soon the place was full of people.

In the main hall, there were low tables, and behind the tables were cushions, where everyone sat cross-legged.

Taoist Master Yu Chenguang is not going to give just one lecture on weapon refining, but is planning to give forty-two consecutive lectures.

Today is the first class.

Taoist Yu looked quite old, with a wisp of red beard and a red face. He wore a red robe and an unknown red wooden hairpin on his head.

He stood on the stage, looking around at the foundation-building cultivators who had stood up in the hall. Although he himself was only at the Purple Mansion stage, the hurdle that many people could not cross from foundation-building to the Purple Mansion stage in their lifetime.

"Everyone, please sit down. Maybe this is not the first time for some of you to attend my weapon course, but I think it is the first time for most of you. First of all, I want to say here that among the hundred arts of cultivation, refining weapons and alchemy have always been ranked at the top, and they can be integrated with cultivation. Cultivation is like refining alchemy, refining everything into one. Cultivation is like refining weapons, removing the dross and retaining the essence. Therefore, a cultivator may not refine weapons, but must understand the Dao concept of refining weapons."

"Today, we have a class on identifying treasures. Treasure identification is not only about identifying the treasures in the world, but also about identifying ourselves. There are so many practitioners, all practicing the same method, but some are successful and some are not. Why is this? We refine not only refine weapons, but also practice. We must always remember this..."

Zhao Fuyun discovered that the content of Master Yu Dao's teachings seemed simple, but was actually very profound, which made him take it more seriously.

In the blink of an eye, two hours passed, Master Yu left, and everyone got up and walked outside.

Chi Feilong caught up with Zhao Fuyun and asked him to go for a drink together. Zhao Fuyun did not refuse because he had agreed before. However, he thought that the other party might have said it casually or might want to go in a few days. But he didn't expect that he would go today if he said so.

Zhao Fuyun agreed.

"Let's go to the Red Hall in the lower city. It's a familiar place. Some new wandering cultivators have come here to hang out." Chi Feilong said with a smile. Zhao Fuyun certainly knew what wandering cultivators hanging out in the hall meant, but Chi Feilong had a special temperament. When he talked about these things, there was no vulgarity in his voice, but instead a sense of boldness.

The two men came to the edge of Elephant Back Mountain. A gust of wind blew and they both lifted their feet. The wind was like an invisible step and their bodies instantly flew into the air with their robes fluttering.

Chi Feilong suddenly laughed and said, "Junior Brother Zhao, let's see who gets to the capital first."

"Alright."

Chi Feilong just stretched out his hands in front of him and flew up into the sky like an eagle.

It was like a kite rising quickly into the sky against the wind. In just a moment, it seemed as if it had flown into the clouds, and from below it looked like a big bird.

However, Zhao Fuyun did not fly that high. Instead, he swayed his body in the air like a dragon. Like a fish, he seemed to be moving forward with the power of the wind, ups and downs, with no constant flow.

The upper courtyard of Tiandu Mountain was not deep in the mountain. The two flew very fast and soon they were out of the mountain. The lower city of Nadu was at the foot of the mountain, far away in sight. At this moment, Chi Feilong, who was in the sky, swooped down like a hunting eagle.

There is a high platform made of earth and stone in each of the four directions outside Duxia City, also known as Jiexiantai.

The main purpose is to provide a place for the monks to stay, so that they can land here and then walk into the lower city of the capital.

It is said that a long time ago, there were monks flying in and out of Duxia City. However, because there were many monks in Duxia City who hated others flying over their heads, conflicts broke out and some people were killed and injured.

So there were four platforms outside the city.

Zhao Fuyun twisted his body like a dragon and swam quickly through the void.

He did not hold back at all, because he also wanted to see how his flying speed compared to Chi Feilong.

At this moment, a black shadow swooped down from the sky, and when it was about to land on the stage, he waved his sleeves, and a strong wind surged up, rushing onto the high platform, forming a recoil wind that offset his falling momentum.

At the same time, the strong wind rushed in all directions, just like a huge rock falling into the water. The water sank in the middle, but waves were rising on all sides.

At this time, Zhao Fuyun arrived. Obviously, Chi Feilong also had the purpose of testing him.

Zhao Fuyun stretched out his hand in front of him, and the strong wind seemed to be cut in half, and his body rushed into the "wind and wave" circle without any hindrance, and landed on the Jiexiantai almost at the same time as Chi Feilong.

"Haha, Junior Brother Zhao is not only agile in his movements, but he can also use the simple and plain sword-fighting techniques so mysteriously. It's really rare. I rarely saw Junior Brother Zhao practicing his skills in the Lower House. Today, I am really eye-opening." Chi Feilong laughed heartily.

“No, no, it’s because you held back, brother, that I was able to catch up.” Zhao Fuyun said.

"Haha, let's not flatter each other. Let's go into the restaurant and have a drink." Chi Feilong said with a smile.

The two of them quickly arrived at the Hong Kong Coliseum.

Chi Feilong's arrival was naturally received warmly in the Red Pavilion. When he was in the Lower House, no one dared to neglect him. Now that he has entered the Upper House, the Red Pavilion naturally called over the most outstanding girls.

It was still the same Yinchai Courtyard, and he couldn't help but think of the day when his fellow disciples left the mountain to take up posts in various places. Only a year or so had passed, but he felt that everything had changed.

The two of them sat down as host and guest, and soon some girls came in and sat next to them. Soon, other cultivators arrived. Among them were fellow disciples from the Lower House whom Zhao Fuyun knew, who had now entered the Upper House. There were also some whom Zhao Fuyun did not know, who had not yet established their foundation and were still in the Lower House.

However, whether Zhao Fuyun knew him or not, the other party knew him.

Amid the lights, dancing and music, and the aroma of wine and fat, he actually had a feeling that no one in the world didn't know him.

More than a year ago, it was also here that everyone respected Chi Feilong who sat in the main seat, and Xu Yajun who was in the limelight. Everyone praised him. Now Chi Feilong is still alive, but Xu Yajun is dead. Where did Xu Yajun sit at that time?

He remembered that he was sitting in this position.

He suddenly felt a chill all over his body and was startled. He looked around and everything was normal, but he wondered in his heart whether there was someone like him who was looking at and observing him at the table, and whether there was someone who was trying to cast a spell to kill him?
At this moment, someone outside suddenly shouted: "Mr. Xu, this is Chi..."

Before he could finish his words, the door was pushed open and two people walked in. The first one was Xu Yacheng, and the person following behind him was a slightly fat Taoist priest. Zhao Fuyun narrowed his eyes, he understood where the sudden chill came from.

(End of this chapter)