Chapter 7: The Past of the Sect

The two of them came to a room in the back, which was simply decorated, only a bed, a bookshelf, a table, a chair, and nothing else. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info old man sat on the bed and said with a slight smile: "Ren'er, you really surprised grandpa today." ”

Zhang Ren didn't dare to make a mistake, and hurriedly replied: "I wanted to tell my grandfather that I had practiced national art before, but no one was against anyone and didn't know his depth, so I didn't dare to show ugliness in front of everyone." It's just that I didn't expect the other party to be so weak. ”

Zhang Fangtian shook his head again and again and said: "Not counting Qian Shi, that Dharma Ring Monk Ke is definitely a strong man in national arts, even Grandpa is not sure to win him." I really don't know what kind of sect you are! The old man suddenly stopped talking, and only after a long time did he shake his head and say, "Grandpa is really confused, he shouldn't have asked about these things at all." ”

Zhang Ren hurriedly said: "Grandpa is serious, it is indeed inconvenient for my mountain gate to tell you, otherwise it will bring monstrous disasters to the family!" ”

When the old man saw that Zhang Ren said seriously, he didn't pursue it anymore, but he still said suspiciously: "Whether it is the National Martial Arts Hall or the various sects of the National Arts, they will let their disciples fight each other, haven't you ever done it?" ”

No!

Zhang Ren shook his head and said, "The master said that our national art is a killing technique, and the senior brothers must not fight each other except for life and death. However, the master once let me read the book for three years, and although those people had not practiced the national arts, they also knew it by heart. ”

He was modest in what he said, Zhang Ren didn't just memorize it by heart, he simply memorized it backwards, so he would immediately apply what he had learned after seeing the other party use it. This is also Zhang Renzhai's kindness, although he has not obtained the inheritance of the Seven Star Gate, he will also have a few killing moves, but those actions will kill people when they move. Even if the other party is a White Lotus demon, he is not willing to take people's lives, so he will use the dragon claw hand to break the opponent's dragon claw hand!

But really speaking, Zhang Ren is really depressed when he goes up the mountain!

Not only did he not learn the killing technique of the real Seven Star Sect, but he didn't even learn the martial arts of other sects, but he just memorized thousands of martial arts cheats in his heart and memorized them backwards.

Twelve years on the mountain.

After three years of running around the forest and mountain cliffs, he washed his body every day with a soup made of 72 kinds of herbs. Although his skin is as white and tender as jade, his body contains extremely terrifying power under the washing of these medicines, so when he uses the Mighty Vajra Palm, he will not be weaker than the Dharma Ring Monk.

Three years later, his body and strength are extremely amazing, and the master asked him to practice seven movements, when he first practiced, these seven movements made Zhang Ren feel painful, but then gradually improved, and he felt a little uncomfortable when he didn't practice on the last day.

After another three years, he drew his sword 10,000 times a day according to the seven different postures taught by his master, rain or shine, 10 million times! The third cycle only practices one move, 100,000 times a day. Such a boring thing, Zhang Ren actually endured it alive, and even enjoyed it! This made those senior brothers shocked, calling him a monster.

And in the last three years, Shizun suddenly asked him to put down everything and start studying! Four books and five classics, astronomy and geography, but more are martial arts cheats and sect formations. Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kongtong, Huashan, all kinds of peerless cheats that are circulating today should be used. But one thing that is surprising is that the master only let him memorize backwards, but did not let him cultivate!

After twelve years passed, the master finally told him that the reason why he was allowed to read into the Chinese book of the Tianxia Sect was to find a weak point in it, and he would be killed with one blow!

On that day, the sun was shining, and the master asked him to enter the secret room and wait to teach the true inheritance of the Seven Star Gate. But the strong enemy suddenly arrived, and the Seven Star Gate was almost completely destroyed! Zhang Ren didn't learn the ultimate seven-star killing technique, I really don't know if it's his misfortune or other people's luck!

The old man saw that he was in deep thought, and he did not bother until Zhang Ren recovered. Cai smiled faintly and said: "After all, your sect has strict rules, so it doesn't hurt if you don't want to say it, it's just that you are my Zhang Fangtian's grandson and a member of the Zhang family, if someone wants to hurt you." Even if you are exterminated, we will protect you. ”

Zhang Ren's heart seemed to be touched by something, warm and comfortable, something that had never been felt in Shimen. It's called family affection! When he left the Zhang family, he was still young, and he barely remembered that he was a member of the Zhang family, but he had no feelings for these people.

I came back this time just to see what my relatives were like, and if it wasn't good, I just turned around and left! But who knew that grandpa was so affectionate to him that he could even say this for him.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless!

At this moment, he had already decided in his heart that no matter what happened in the future, he must protect the Zhang family!

The old man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Child, I was worried that you hadn't practiced the national arts, and you wouldn't be able to manage those students of the national arts hall, but now it's okay, your national arts cultivation is far beyond my imagination, so you should be fine." ”

This? Zhang Ren hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "Grandpa, I don't want to be the director of the National Art Museum. ”

The old man was stunned, but then smiled slightly: "Child, your sect is very powerful, and you may look down on the National Art Pavilion." But you don't know that the current Chinese government is very concerned about the development of national arts. And every year, officials at all levels will be placed in the National Art Museum to practice and study, you are naturally involved with these people when you become the director, and the most respected thing in the Chinese National Art is loyalty, filial piety, etiquette and wisdom, and even if these people leave the National Art Museum, they must call you a teacher! You are still young, as long as you have practiced in the Guoshu Pavilion for ten years, you will have a large number of contacts whether you are in business or business! This is what ordinary people can't ask for. ”

Zhang Ren didn't know that becoming the director of the Guoshu Pavilion could have this benefit, he hesitated slightly, and asked in a low voice: "If I become the curator, will I represent the Zhang family from now on!" ”

The old man laughed and said: "Of course, although I don't know what level of national arts powerhouse you are, but your skills are second to none in Jianghai City, and you will definitely be able to show your might at the National Arts Pavilion Conference, so that the Zhang family will also rise with the tide!" ”

Zhang Ren thought about it for a moment, shook his head and said, "Grandpa, I understand your kindness, but I don't want to be the director of the National Art Museum!" ”

The old man was a little unhappy, and said with a gloomy face: "Why is this? Are you afraid of the Qian family, or the Zhou family? ”

Zhang Ren said categorically: "Of course not, the reason why I am not the curator is mainly because I want to go to the so-called university to see, although I have learned some things in the past twelve years, but there is nothing practical, so I can go to the Guoshu Museum to study, but it is too difficult to teach people, you might as well let the second uncle take the same time, so it will be a lot less trouble!"

The old man's face slowly calmed down, nodded and said, "Anyway, you're still young, so it's better to go to college."

As for the matter of the National Art Museum, I will talk about it later! ”