Chapter 11 Struggle for the Heavenly Gate on Swing

　　Hearing that Ai Zhongwen recommended a person who could beat Mo Yuan, Zheng Zhuan showed joy and said, "I don't know which disciple Ai is talking about, and where is he now?" 　　Ai Zhongwen replied, "This person's name is Zhang Yan, is a disciple of Shan Yuan Guan, due to the recent closed-door cultivation, did not come to the meeting, must be at this time in the residence of the potential cultivation, but also hope that the senior brother to give Tsunami Zephyr Golden Sword, will be this person to invite." 　　Xiao Ze Golden Sword, is one of the five elements of the Golden Sword, monks can be used to transmit information remotely, is the upper courtyard disciples commonly used means of contact, but the lower courtyard also have some, just are in the hands of the eldest disciple Zheng Zhuan, general non-urgent matters do not use. 　　Zheng Zhuan is a little strange, said: "I know that the good Abyssal view of the disciples live in the capture of the moon peak, and swinging cloud peak has three cableway connected, from here but a quarter of a mile away, why do you need to use the golden sword?" 　　Ai Zhongwen also said: "First, this person lives in the fifteenth peak stargazing peak, call people to go to invite, to dangyun peak a back and forth may take a few hours, afraid to delay until tomorrow, secondly, this person is not an ordinary disciple can be compared to, can not arbitrarily call and shout, the use of the golden sword is to show that the solemnity of the hope that he interrupted the closure, and quickly come." 　　Zheng Zhuan was puzzled, although the fifteenth peak, Stargazing Peak, was also under the name of Shan Yuan Guan, it was usually some disciples without roots practicing there, how could the person recommended by Ai Zhongwen live there? 　　He pondered for a while and asked again, ''This disciple's surname is Zhang? I don't know if it's the Fengyan Zhang Clan, the Ganguun Zhang Clan, or the Mianze Zhang Clan?" 　　Ai Zhongwen slowly shook his head. 　　He did not know Zhang Yan's real origin, although he knew that he was the son-in-law of the Zhou family, but Zhang Yan did not seem to want to publicize his background, and he was not good at publicizing it everywhere, so that his friends could not be made into enemies, so he could not answer this question. 　　When Zheng Zhuan wanted to ask something, someone suddenly interjected, "Is this person from my Xuanmen family?" 　　Ai Zhongwen couldn't say it explicitly, so he could only say politely, "All of you senior brothers don't need to be suspicious, this person's origin is extraordinary, and can't be measured by common sense." 　　The man laughed coldly and said, "What can't be common sense, it's just an unknowing named disciple, actually using a golden sword to invite, I think Brother Ai is in the sludge pond for a long time, forgetting the original origins, and close to the ink, the black one right." He arched his hand towards Zheng Zhuan and said, "Senior Brother Zheng, I know this Zhang Yan, about half a month ago, he humiliated Senior Brother Hu's steward severely, and cheated away a page of the secret scripture and poetry book during a betting match, Senior Brother Hu, I don't know if I'm right?" 　　He turned his gaze to glance at Hu Sheng Yu with a hidden sneer in his gaze. 　　Sitting first on Zheng Zhuan's left side was Shan Yuan Guan Lin Yuan, who leisurely spoke, "I have also heard my clan brother Lin Tong talk about this person, rumor has it that he is just a naming disciple with no rooted feet, just relying on the Eclipses Deduction Method that he has learned from somewhere to confuse some foolish people." 　　Both sides of the disciples sitting order is in accordance with the cultivation arrangement, Hu Sheng Yu also sat on the right side of the seat in front, his character is gloomy, and arrogant, and not much interaction with the disciples, do not yet know Bianqiao and Zhang Yan thing, heard this sentence, his face suddenly became uncertain, eyes vaguely have murderous flashes. 　　Ai Zhongwen secretly screamed bad, he originally wanted to raise Zhang Yan out to win Mo Yuan, did not think that instead of trouble, think carefully, he can not help but regret, but also his own concern is chaotic, knowing that these people only care about their own reputation, why do you need to do more than this? 　　Zheng Zhuan listen to the crowd so say, immediately face shows disappointment, shaking his head no longer speak. 　　The disciples at the bottom were even more unimpressed, originally not a disciple of the family, not in their eyes, and even some of them spoke out to sneer at Ai Zhongwen for not caring about his own identity and making friends with inferior people. 　　Originally, Ai Zhongwen came out to speak just for the sect reputation considerations, traditionally the master of the law will be the first to the peak, and he heard that the Guangyuan faction and South China faction of disciples have arrived at the foot of Cangwu Mountain, is coming in pairs, if you wait for them to arrive at the peak first, the Mingcang school still have any face to speak of? So can no longer dilly-dallying and prevarication, should be quick decision. 　　I did not expect a piece of good intentions, but was humiliated by the words, all the people here all do not put the honor and disgrace of the sect on the heart, only care about the identity of the family, he was slightly annoyed, said: "I'm also a registered disciple of the younger brother, it seems to be redundant people? Then it is also inconvenient to stay here, all senior brothers, farewell!" He arched his hand, flung his robe sleeve, and slammed the door on this. 　　Walked to the door of the side hall, he looked up to see both sides of the pines and cypresses are lush and green, proud and lofty, thinking that I, Ai Zhongwen is also good at etching text, away from this group of short-sighted people can not be successful? And wait for me to personally go to meet Mo Yuan, to see whether the name of the prodigy is true, thought of here, the heart rises a wave of bravado, a person stride to the second mountain gate. 　　...... 　　Zhang Yan walked out less than a hundred steps later, but his footsteps could not help but slow down, pondering, "What did that Taoist nun mean by that sentence?" 　　After building Yuan, his ears and eyes were smart, and he certainly heard the conversation between the Daoist nun and Zhao Ying clearly, and it seemed like those words ...... were intentionally said to him? 　　The other party looks like to come to deliberately seek provocation, but Zhang Yan intuitively think that the other party will not be so shallow, for no reason to come to ask on their own so a sentence, there must be some reason within. 　　"Elephant River, Elephant River, over is overflow, less is round ......" 　　Zhang Yan frowned in contemplation, pondering over and over again, suddenly, he was on his feet, thinking of a possibility, could it be that she was talking about her own cultivation? 　　Thinking of this, the more he thought about it, the more likely it was. 　　Logically speaking, with the Lin Yao Questioning Method in hand, his cultivation should have improved even if it wasn't as smooth sailing as before. However, he felt that although his internal energy was strong and thick, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to go further and step into the threshold of "Yuan Cheng into Truth". He originally always thought that he was not ready, now think about what the nun said, and then reflect on his own body, the heart can not help but rise a trace of realization, it seems not to be not ready, but too much! 　　The problem is in the "too little" four words! 　　As if an electric light flashed from the front of his eyes at first, Zhang Yan suddenly realized, the barrier in front of him was dispersed, and he could not help but let out a loud laugh and said, "So it is, so it is!" 　　He turned around and made a distant bow in that direction of the Daoist nun. 　　Although the realm levels of the Xuanmen Dao were known to everyone, there were actually dark pits and tricky doors left. 　　For example, the step of building Yuan, it is said that there are two realms, respectively "condensing Yuan to show the intention" and "Yuan into the real", but in fact there is another level, called "quenching Yuan to remove the turnip". 　　After "Condensing Yuan and Showing Intent", in order to go further, the Yuan Qi hidden in the inner orifices does not lie in the amount, but in the purity or not. 　　Cultivators who don't know the trick, will often spend years or even more than ten years to bury their heads in hard training, with the passage of time, the fire in the yuan qi will gradually self-canceling, and ultimately condensed as one, stepping into the realm of "Yuan Cheng into the real", and then boarded the gate to open the veins. 　　But in this way, it takes more time, invariably by those who know the tricks of the disciples left far behind. 　　To know, after the opening of the vein after practicing the law and the opening of the vein before the different, up and down between the high and low completely can not be counted in the road, one step slow, then step by step slow, if there is no big chance, also no outstanding qualifications, then a few have no hope of catching up with the first step of the same way. 　　And not the Xuanmen family, absolutely impossible to know the tricks of the trade. 　　This step of "quenching the Yuan and removing the turnip" is only taught privately and secretly between master and disciple, passed on by word of mouth, never written in the Taoist books, and even if it had been, this kind of book has been sealed and destroyed by the Xuanmen family over the course of thousands of years. 　　It is this kind of deliberate, unspoken control, the major families in one of the sects to hold the cultivation of the road to advancement. 　　In fact, the Xuanmen family in this regard is far more than just this one, is not a family of monks, the cultivation of the road is really like walking on thin ice, one step on the wrong side of the road is no longer the road back. 　　Zhang Yan's chest has its own city, after a little thought, they vaguely guessed the possible reasons. 　　That nun must be to see their own cultivation is at this threshold, but not good directly explicitly, so through an allusion to wake up their own, although I do not know why the other party to do so, but this favor he is remembered. 　　Although Zhang Yan does not know how to quench the yuan qi, but in the past days he read through the XuanDian, roughly deduce what problem he encountered, the heart already have some ideas, and he is confident that there is a remnant of the jade in the hand, as long as you know the reason for that, as long as many times as long as to try, can always find the right way. 　　Thinking of this, he could not wait to find a place to meditate and study. 　　At this moment, he looked back as if he realized something, but saw an acquaintance figure stepping into his eyes. 　　Ai Zhongwen was walking angrily on the mountain road, and when he raised his head, he unexpectedly saw Zhang Yan, and his eyebrows suddenly appeared joyful, and he hurriedly took a few steps forward, arching his hand and saying, "Senior brother Zhang has long been here, but is it also because he heard about the matter of Mo Yuan that he rushed here?" 　　Zhang Yan was puzzled, "Senior Brother Ai, what is it?" 　　Seeing that Zhang Yan didn't seem to know, Ai Zhongwen sighed and said, "Alas, it's hard to explain, Zhang senior brother and follow me, I'll slowly talk to you." 　　The two of them went all the way forward, talking as they walked, and after walking about a thousand steps, Zhang Yan was able to figure out what was going on. 　　However, what interested Zhang Yan was not that Mo Yuan, but that Senior Brother Chen Feng Chen. 　　"Senior Brother Ai is saying that Senior Brother Chen was also at the same cultivation level as the rest of us that day, but he made a great show at the Dharma Assembly and opened his veins and boarded the gate shortly after he returned?" 　　Ai Zhongwen's eyes showed admiration and said, "Exactly." Speaking of which, although he had caused the disciples of the two sects to retaliate because of this senior brother Chen, but with the power of one person to block the disciples of the two sects from ascending the peak, this kind of bravado still made him extremely admirable. 　　Zhang Yan's eyes flickered, his heart was vaguely certain, and he asked, "How many disciples of the 16 factions exist on the peak today?" 　　Ai Zhongwen shook his head and said, "I am after all the eastern master of the Mingcang sect, other sect disciples always have to take care of my face, so they are all waiting and watching, have not made a move, but I heard that the Guangyuan sect and the South China sect disciples have already arrived at the foot of the mountain, and I am afraid that they are going to climb the peak today." 　　At this time, he raised his head and said, "It's here." 　　Zhang Yan raised his eyes and looked, not far away was a three-tiered stone platform that could be based on a hundred people, on the highest tier of the stone platform, a purple copper incense burner was emitting curls of green smoke, an attic with a beam structure was half embedded in the mountain wall, and about more than a hundred disciples of the Three Guarantees were gathered there, the scene was extremely quiet. 　　Coincidentally, previously since the Yue Dome Peak after a goodbye Min Lou also in the crowd, his eyes at this time is dead staring at the field, hands clenched fists, a look of nervousness. 　　Zhang Yan and Ai Zhongwen two people a few steps on the stone platform, only to see the center of the platform, a table in front of two people are sitting opposite each other, a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe is holding a bamboo chip, to the etching in front of the detailed deduction, but the forehead has been slightly sweat. 　　Ai Zhongwen said in a low voice, "This is Senior Brother Cheng of the Dexiu Guan, although he is also a registered disciple, he comes from the Hengchang Cheng Clan, and he is also quite accomplished in etching texts." 　　Opposite Senior Brother Cheng was a teenager, presumably that Mo Yuan, who was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with faintly fuzzy hair on his lips and an air of arrogance between his eyebrows. 　　Both of them had excellent eyesight and read the etchings on the pages between them clearly, Zhang Yan looked at the scattered bamboo chips in Mo Yuan's hand and couldn't help but smile slightly. 　　As Ai Zhongwen looked closely, he frowned and said, "Not good." 　　Sure enough, not long after, Senior Brother Cheng looked disheveled, pushed the board up, shook his head, and sighed, "Senior Brother is brilliant, Senior Brother admits defeat." 　　As soon as these words were uttered, Min Lou who was standing on the side could not help but drop his feet, as if he was the one who lost. 　　The corner of Mo Yuan's mouth curled up and he hummed, saying, "Dimming Cang Sect, nothing more than that!" 　　The contemptuous meanness in his words caused the surrounding disciples of the Ming Cang Sect to feel that they were losing face, and a number of them immediately showed their faces in anger. 　　Since Senior Brother Cheng had admitted defeat, he naturally would not say anything more to humiliate himself, took out a small cloth bag and threw it in front of the teenager, arched his hands carelessly and left. 　　Zhang Yan wondered, "What is the meaning of this?" 　　Ai Zhongwen explained the reason: "That is rippling sedimentary sand, that Mo senior brother came alone, afraid of all the disciples to come forward to invite the fight, is to set a bet, not the entry disciples, no matter who comes forward, will have to take a catty of rippling sedimentary sand as a lottery." 　　Rippling sand is one of the five elements of sand, in the river water turbulent place only have output, in the heart of the river stone in the crevice of the rock the longer the silt is rare, in the dark Cangpai production more, Zhang Yan thought that this Mo Yuan is also a good plan, not only to stop all the disciples to go, they can also take this excuse to make a small fortune. 　　Looking at the table has piled up five small cloth bags, this Mo Yuan has won at least five times. 　　A few more people came up next, all lost without exception. 　　Ai Zhongwen sighed and said, "I'm not so human." 　　Min Lou in the crowd stomped his foot in indignation and said, "Not to mention all the initiated brothers, just Zhang Yan, Senior Brother Zhang Yan, is here and will surely be able to win against this brat as well!" Although Min Lou's ancestors had once produced a great aptitude cultivator, but nowadays, his family had long since declined, and he didn't value Zhang Yan's origins as much as the initiated disciples did. 　　Upon hearing this, the original somewhat frustrated crowd seemed to have been awakened, as if they had fished for a life-saving straw, and regardless of whether or not they were aware of Zhang Yan, they all nodded their heads in agreement, so they couldn't tell Mo Yuan to seriously laugh at the Ming Cang Sect's lack of people. 　　When Mo Yuan heard this, he raised his eyebrows and sneered, "What Zhang Yan, dare you come out to see him?" 　　Ai Zhongwen, who was standing beside Zhang Yan, suddenly turned his head to look at him, and a few more points of anticipation appeared in his eyes as well. 　　However, he was then disappointed. 　　Instead of stepping forward, Zhang Yan turned around and walked away after making a wink to Ai Zhongwen. 　　Ai Zhongwen was stunned and hesitated for a moment, then raised his steps to follow. 　　After walking out a few hundred steps, Zhang Yan suddenly stopped and turned back to laugh, "Does Senior Brother Ai think that I, Zhang Yan, am retreating from the battle?" 　　Ai Zhongwen forced a smile and said, "Senior Brother Zhang's move must have a deeper meaning." 　　Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Actually, it's not difficult to win against Mo Yuan." 　　"Oh?" Ai Zhongwen was dumbfounded. 　　Zhang Yan smiled confidently and said, "It's not that I'm a big talker, I see Mo Yuan, although he's quite skilled in etching, he still needs to use bamboo chips to deduce every difficult pass, so he's still far inferior to me when it comes to competing in the power of calculations." 　　Ai Zhongwen couldn't help but nod his head, not to mention, Zhang Yan never used bamboo chips to decipher the etchings, not to mention that he was ashamed of being inferior to him, but who would dare to say that any of the disciples of the Three Guan of the House of Commons would be able to do so? But in this way, he was even more puzzled, Zhang Yan obviously had the strength, why did he not go on? Could it be that there was something difficult to say? 　　"Senior brother is wondering why I'm not competing when I have a chance to win?" Zhang Yan said with a smile on his face, "Senior Brother Ai, if I go on, if I don't win, I will only invite a laugh of shame, if I win, all the senior brothers will hate me, and I may lose my life instead." 　　Ai Zhongwen was first stunned, and then after careful consideration, he had to admit that Zhang Yan was right! 　　A group of initiated disciples were blocked under the mountain, and you, a registered disciple, managed to win, doesn't that mean that we, the initiated disciples, can't compare to you? Although there are some differences in the real inside story, but as long as the rumor, is tantamount to disguise a heavy sweep of these people's face, not to say that there is no benefit, but by people hate. 　　Ai Zhongwen arched his hand and apologized, "Senior brother Zhang, I am to blame for not having thought through this section." 　　He also thought of Hu Sheng Yu's gloomy face in the side hall, and in his heart, he was about to remind Zhang Yan to be careful, but then he heard Zhang Yan's words change and said, "However, I am also a disciple of the Diming Cang Sect, so naturally, I can't just sit back and watch the disciples of other sects wantonly come to the door to bully them!" 　　Ai Zhongwen's spirit perked up at his words and said, "What does Senior Brother intend to do?" 　　Zhang Yan smiled faintly and said, "Blocking the way of the disciples, since Guangyuan Sect can do it, why can't we do it?" 　　"Senior brother Zhang, are you saying ......," Ai Zhongwen stared at Zhang Yan with both eyes, his expression slightly agitated, there was a stream of indescribable, indescribable thoughts growing in his heart at this time, only that when it came to his mouth he couldn't say anything. 　　"I heard that three years ago, Chen Feng, Senior Brother Chen, stopped the disciples of the two factions with the power of one man, so that none of them could reach the top, Zhang Mou's heart is yearning for it, and I intend to emulate it, if they stop the disciples of my faction for one day, I will stop them for one day as well." Zhang Yan's back was straightened, and his gaze was overpowering as he said, "Senior Brother Ai, do you dare to go with me?"