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    Xia Chen endured the excruciating pain in his knees and stood up, looking coldly at Li Yuanyao and others without saying a word. With so many people targeting him, it was pointless to defend, and no one would listen to him.  "Junior, you are looking for death." Yue Zifeng's face turned livid. His personally chosen disciple was beaten into such a bear shape. Even if he was a magical cultivator, no matter how well cultivated he was, he couldn't hold back his anger.  "Master, you must make the decision for your disciples and kill this waste." Zhuo Bufan was extremely angry.  "Uncle Yue, they framed Xia Chen. The truth is not like that." The round-faced girl said, and then quickly told the story.  "Yes, I can also testify that although Xia Chen was offended by Zhuo Bufan, Xia Chen would not have taken action if Zhuo Bufan had not forced him in advance." The sturdy young man also said.  "Uncle Yue, you are a supernatural monk. Although you are an extraordinary master, we believe that you will handle this matter impartially and fairly." The somewhat childish young man reacted very quickly, and instead used words to hold Yue Zifeng in his arms.  .  Xia Chen felt warm in his heart. It was really commendable that these three new disciples, who were strangers to him, were willing to stand up for him. If it had been anyone else, they would have slipped away long ago.  "You little bastards are colluding with Xia Chen, and you actually dare to threaten Master Yue with words?" Wu Gang said angrily.  "Don't be such a mouthful, we just want the truth of the matter to be restored. Who can be as despicable as you, framed Xia Chen, lied, and didn't even blush." ??The childish young man showed no signs of weakness and responded tit for tat.  The two sides started shouting.  "Shut up!" Yue Zifeng shouted, and everyone suddenly became silent.  "No matter what, it was you who hurt Bufan." Yue Zifeng looked at Xia Chen with cold eyes, "Even a hundred disciples with mediocre qualifications like you can't compare to one of Bufan's little fingers."  Chen's heart sank. Yue Zifeng's words were obviously biased. It seemed that things were going to be very difficult today. With his status as an older monk, he could be deposed and expelled from the sect with just a few words.  "I will not destroy you, because this is what extraordinary people should do." Yue Zifeng seemed to have seen his thoughts and sneered, "Junior, let you live in an ignoble way for now. The new disciples will take the assessment in two months.  Whatever you did today, Bufan will get back a hundredfold from you. Bufan, follow me as my master." He glanced at Xia Chen coldly, turned around and left. With his status, he disdains being with Xia Chen.  explain.  "Trash, I will break all the bones in your body and turn you into a puddle of mud. Just wait." Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth and followed Yue Zifeng away.  Xu Fang waved to Li Yuanyao and left without saying a word. From the beginning to the end, she never glanced at Xia Chen and others.  "Joker, in two months, I will witness you being beaten into a cripple by Bufan." Li Yuanyao sneered and followed Xu Fang.  "Hehe, this bastard is going to be in trouble. I really want to hurry up and wait two months to see Senior Brother Zhuo beating him to death." "Senior Brother Zhuo is far more talented than this guy, and he has been trained by Senior Uncle Yue himself.  The new disciples will not be allowed to kill him instantly during the assessment in a few months. I am afraid that Senior Brother Zhuo will be brutally brutal. " "Didn't the elders of the sect say that this guy's potential is only the acquired third level at most, and he is incomparable to Senior Brother Zhuo, so.  A mediocre disciple has no value at all. Staying in the Zhengxuan Sect for two months is already a miracle, so you should just go back and be a handyman." Wu Gang, Yang Er and other new disciples laughed loudly.  They also left one after another. ?? "Xia Chen, are you okay? Don't pay attention to those people, they are just stupid people who take advantage of others' power." The round-faced girl comforted.  The strong young man and the childish young man also offered words of comfort.  Xia Chen thanked the three people deeply and walked towards his courtyard without saying anything.  The three of them all thought he was in a heavy mood, so they didn't say anything more. They looked at his back and sighed.  "Xia Chen beat Zhuo Bufan so badly. It is estimated that in two months, Zhuo Bufan will take revenge crazily. I am afraid it will be difficult for Xia Chen to resist." "Yes, although Zhuo Bufan and Li Yuanyao are very annoying, they are relatives after all.  Choosing a disciple, whether it is innate conditions or acquired resources, is far beyond our ability." "I hope Xia Chen can survive. Two months is not long or short, and there may not be any improvement." Three.  After people talked in low voices for a while, they disappeared one after another.  Xia Chen entered the courtyard, cleaned the house, and then sat in the bedroom, thinking carefully.  He is indeed in a bit of a moodIt is stressful, but not very heavy. Since the foreign matter in the body can allow him to cultivate to the acquired level overnight, it probably has heaven-defying functions. After hard training, he may not be worse than Zhuo Bufan.  However, if he continues to practice, Xia Chen doesn't know what will happen to the foreign matter in his body. This is what he is not sure about. ?????????????? And in the acquired realm, you not only practice Qi, but also practice Kung Fu. In this regard, Zhuo Bufan is far stronger than him, which means that he has to pay more to defeat Zhuo Bufan.  Power, you must have strong power. Xia Chen has never been so hungry for power as now.  He sat with his eyes closed, meditating and resting his mind. After a while, he opened his eyes, his mind had calmed down, and then he opened the disciple's manual.  The disciple's handbook is divided into several chapters, recording the history, sect rules and practice of the Zhengxuan sect in Daliang.  The leader of the Zhengxuan Sect is named Zhan Fengchen, that is, the white-haired old man, who is a monk in the realm of supernatural powers.  Other monks in the realm of supernatural powers are also introduced in detail in the manual.  The realm of supernatural powers is a higher realm above the acquired realm, and is also divided into ten levels.  Although Zhan Fengchen is the head of Zhengxuan Sect, he is not the real person in charge. He is only responsible for handling the specific affairs of the sect.  ¡°Beyond Zhan Fengchen and others, there are four masters whose cultivation is unfathomable.  ¡°Beyond the four ancestors, there is an even more mysterious ancestor whose cultivation reaches the heavens.  "However, several masters and ancestors are either in seclusion all year round or traveling far away, so it is difficult for ordinary disciples to see them.  There are seven major cultivating sects in Daliang Kingdom, and there are countless casual cultivators and small sects. It is naturally impossible to record them all in the manual, but only focuses on the seven major sects.  In the practice chapter, there are detailed introductions about magic weapons, elixirs, exercises, realms, monsters, etc., and are supplemented by pictures. After reading it several times, Xia Chen had a deep impression of the world of practice.  After reading the disciple's manual, Xia Chen sat on the bed and started the daily compulsory Qi practice.  To his surprise, the growth rate of the true energy was still as terrifying as last night, as if there was a bottomless pit in his dantian, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth like a whale swallowing the sea.  In the early morning of the next day, as soon as it was light, Xia Chen went out and rushed to the Zhengxuan sect's martial arts stage.  As the name suggests, the martial arts stage is a platform for demonstrating skills and is the main way for ordinary disciples to obtain skills.  Every morning, a disciple who has attained the sixth level or above will demonstrate the exercises on the martial arts stage and answer questions.  As for how much you have learned, it depends on each disciple¡¯s understanding and diligence.  Even if you don¡¯t practice, no one will urge you, but if you don¡¯t want to make progress, the sect will have assessments every once in a while, and the ordinary disciples who rank at the bottom will naturally not escape the fate of being eliminated.  When Xia Chen arrived at the martial arts stage, it was still empty. He casually found a seat in the front row and sat down, silently circulating his Qi.  Not long after, disciples arrived one after another. These disciples were all old disciples of the acquired first level or acquired second level. Xia Chen didn't know any of them, but none of their new disciples arrived.  As for Zhuo Bufan and Li Yuanyao, they are direct disciples. They have their own masters who personally teach them advanced techniques, so they don't need to come here to learn them.  After a while, a young man in his thirties walked over from a distance. It was not apparent how hard he was exerting himself. He arrived on the martial arts stage in a flash. His movements were extremely fast.  All the disciples immediately stood up and applauded: "Welcome Senior Brother Feng Chuanxin to perform martial arts." Feng Chuanxin nodded slightly: "Hello everyone, I am demonstrating the Seven Shadow Fist. I believe many people have already learned this most basic set of acquired skills, but  Recently, the sect has accepted many new disciples, so I will demonstrate it a few more times so that everyone can understand it carefully." He didn't waste any time and started demonstrating directly.  Xia Chen watched carefully and saw that Feng Chuanxin's fists were strong and agile. When attacking, he was like lightning, sharp and agile. When defending, he had a formidable atmosphere, as solemn and self-possessed as a mountain. People couldn't help but admire him.  His fists hit faster and faster, and gradually, a clearly visible fist shadow appeared. It looked like Feng Chuanxin had four arms. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? cannot ??can be compared to the a?¡­ By the time the a?¡­  Feng Chuanxin began to withdraw his momentum, and the four shadows of the fist disappeared one by one. Finally, he returned to the starting position and stood still. A complete set of seven shadow boxing techniques was completed in one go.  "Only when you have mastered the Seven Shadows Fist can you truly master it." Feng Chuanxin said loudly, "Of course, this requires time and accumulation of cultivation. Generally speaking, only those who have acquired the third level or above of cultivation can achieve the first place."  Tao Quan Ying, so don¡¯t be anxious, just practice hard.¡± He paused and then said:??: "The ten levels of the day after tomorrow, whether it is the first five levels of refining Qi, refining skin, refining meat, refining tendons, and refining bones, or the last five levels of refining pulses, refining organs, refining blood, refining marrow, and refining orifices.  It is based on true energy as the criterion. Use energy to control the body and step into supernatural powers. Therefore, everyone¡¯s focus in cultivation must be on true energy. The exercises are auxiliary and the true energy is the foundation. Without true energy, the exercises will never be practiced!  It¡¯s not the essence.¡± Everyone nodded, Feng Chuanxin¡¯s words spoke to their hearts.  Next, Feng Chuanxin slowed down his movements and demonstrated the Seven Shadow Fist twice again, trying his best to let everyone see clearly.  Then Feng Chuanxin began to answer questions on the spot, and all the disciples asked questions one after another.  Xia Chen looked at it carefully. Although the Seven Shadow Fist was the most basic technique, it was still much more mysterious than the techniques he had learned before. There were many things he didn't understand. He was about to ask questions. At this moment, the snow-white jar at his dantian suddenly appeared.  After moving, a strange feeling arose.  This strange feeling is so mysterious that it is difficult to describe in words. It seems to be an epiphany of a clear truth, and it also seems to be the coming of inspiration. I have an unclear explanation of certain things, but I have an extremely accurate intuition.
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