Chapter 64 - The Martial Arts Pavilion

  The moonlight was like water, on a small path in the south courtyard of Wuzong, a slender figure was walking quickly on the road, with a tense expression and a slightly flushed face.

  If Lin Yuan were here, he would definitely recognize that this woman's figure is exactly the same as Song Qian - Sister Song.

  This Song Qian is an inner disciple of the Western Courtyard, but he has heard that Lin Yuan, an outer disciple of the Southern Courtyard, defeated Chen Ming of the Northern Courtyard. Although Song Qian is a person from the Western Courtyard, he still understands some things about the Northern Courtyard. He also knows very clearly that Chen Ming's strength is in the middle of the ninth rank, and on the Ranking Monument, it seems to be ranked fifty-fourth.

  This is still one of the reasons.

  The main thing is that Nan Yuan and Bei Yuan have never gotten along, and in the entire Wu Zong, everyone feels that Nan Yuan is the weakest and most low-key.

  The master of the Southern Courtyard had previously promised not to oppose the Northern Courtyard for some reason, so the entire Northern Courtyard was extremely arrogant. Those disciples who liked to cause trouble often came to find fault with some people from the Southern Courtyard.

  So Song Qian ran to the South Courtyard to see who it was that had defeated the North Courtyard disciples with ease, and even humiliated them severely.

  According to Song Qian's principles, this small matter shouldn't have startled her at all, and it had nothing to do with herself. It was just that she didn't know what reason today made him have a curious heart to take a look, wondering who this young man was and what he looked like, which led to the scene just now.

  Stupid-looking, fundamentally different from others, when seeing oneself, the eyes are not admiring, but a face full of disgust, even wanting to swallow oneself whole.

  These, Song Qian naturally knew, but he also had no way out, could only gradually alienate those people, thus, also developed his fiery temper, so that now, Wu Zong, as a senior disciple, who didn't know the hot-tempered beauty of the West Wing - Song Qian.

  Song Qian thought of her behavior just now when facing Lin Yuan, and her face seemed to be even redder. She used to be like this often before, but today when she met him, what was wrong with her? Was it that she...

  It's impossible, so many young people, I absolutely can't... But myself... Song Qian couldn't find a reason at all, and could only conclude that he was defeated by the North Institute.

  "Qian'er, how did you come today? Where is your master?" Suddenly, just as Song Qian was thinking, a figure appeared beside her.

  "Hmph, what does this have to do with you?" He said, turning around and about to leave.

  That figure saw Song Qian about to leave after sending money and instantly stepped forward, appearing in front of her.

  "Qian'er, you still don't want to call me father? Ah!" The man looked at Song Qian in front of him and sighed.

  "Want me to call you father? Fine, then give up the position of head of the South Courtyard and be with my mother; otherwise, don't even think about it." Song Qian said, not even turning her head or looking at the man.

  The master of the South House, this is indeed the master of a house in the South House. If anyone saw such a scene, who would believe it? The master of the South House would speak to a woman like that, and this woman was his own daughter.

  "Since you're here, why don't you go see your father for a bit? It's been a long time since I've seen you too." As he spoke, Song Changqing seemed to be looking forward to it, his eyes never leaving Song Qian.

  Song Changqing didn't mention what his daughter had just said and changed the subject.

  It seemed that Song Qian opposite also had some struggle in her eyes, after a while "Hmph", she said, and walked towards the residence of Changqing Pavilion.

  Seeing this scene, Song Changqing's face slightly eased a bit, with a smile on his face, looking in the direction of Song Qian, but at the moment of leaving, Song Changqing's eyes glanced towards Lin Yuan's residence.

  As for Song Changqing, he certainly knew what his daughter had done when she came to the South House, and he couldn't think of why his own daughter would go to Lin Yuan's residence.

  He still knows his daughter's personality and doesn't ask much, as long as it's nothing big, he won't pry into her affairs either.

  ……………

  Whoosh!

  Lin Yuan sheathed his sword and stood up, a look of satisfaction on his face. Tonight's cultivation had increased his progress by quite a bit.

  Before, Lin Yuan in Linjiazhuang was constantly cultivating, and the amount of heavenly true yuan there was far from being as rich as here. Suddenly coming to a place where the heavenly true yuan is so rich, Lin Yuan's cultivation became even more diligent.

  It has been dozens of days since I arrived at Wuzong from afar.

  In these dozens of days, Lin Yuan has been cultivating the techniques in the Taishang Yuanshi Scripture on one hand and the martial skills on the other. Moreover, as a newly promoted Wu Zong, the current martial skills he possesses are far from satisfying his current state.

  Especially when it comes to swordsmanship, as someone who has grasped the high-level concept of "sword intent", Lin Yuan's understanding of swordsmanship is unknown how much higher than that of ordinary people. In these dozens of days of cultivation, the basic sword techniques of the Martial Ancestor were also refined to perfection by Lin Yuan.

  Moreover, the daily cultivation of the outer sect disciples also gradually entered the right track.

  Lin Yuan has been staying in her own courtyard for days, unaware of the progress of the other three courtyard disciples' cultivation, but she feels that Wu Zong is not as strict as she thought.

  Lin Yuan didn't even attend the weekly lectures from the inner sect disciples and instead continued to cultivate in his own room. Wu Zong also didn't ask about it.

  In fact, Wu Zong's control over outer door disciples is very relaxed. As long as you pass the last assessment of the outer door disciples after a year, as long as you are not in the last ten, you can stay in Wu Zong forever.

  This is also a test for outer door disciples. Only if you pass can you continue to stay in the Wu Zong, otherwise, the Wu Zong will expel you.

  Wu Zong needs someone with great strength, not someone who is lazy and doesn't practice every day. In that case, Wu Zong would rather raise a dog than you.

  The entire Wu Zong's Tian Di Zhen Yuan is extremely thick, and these disciples cultivate in it, naturally much better than other places. Moreover, for the Wu Zong disciples, cultivating in Wu Zong can also get relatively more cultivation resources.

  Each disciple of the Martial Sect can listen to the inner sect disciples' explanations on the way of cultivation every week, and can go to the Martial Sect's martial skills pavilion to choose corresponding martial skills. Of course, they can also choose advanced martial skills as long as they think they have the ability.

  A martial artist's cultivation is crucial, and choosing the right extreme for oneself is important. If a martial artist's own strength is at the 8th level of acquired realm, but they choose to practice a martial skill that can only be practiced at the 9th level of acquired realm, then their own true yuan will not be enough to bring out the power of this martial skill, and in some cases, some martial skills may even harm themselves.

  The most important thing is that in the Wuji Pavilion, every outer disciple can only choose one martial skill when they first enter the sect and cannot take it away. They need to copy it by hand, and the selection time cannot exceed three hours.

  In addition, the Wuji Pavilion is also divided into three layers. The first layer is where outer door disciples can go to watch, while only inner door disciples are allowed to enter the second and third layers.

  Lin Yuan was also absorbing Wu Zong's various knowledge like a starving and thirsty person.

  He felt a mysterious big door slowly opening up to him.

  But today, Lin Yuan's mood is great, and almost everything he has learned is also brought from Linjia Village. These are far from satisfying his current state.

  He decided to go to Wuzong Martial Arts Hall today to select a suitable martial art for his own practice, making up for his shortcomings in this area.