Chapter 190: Preaching and Receiving Disciples

Chapter 190: Preaching and Receiving Disciples

"It seems that the only way for me to do this is to earn merit points."

Wu Ji thought about it and said to himself.

"Moreover, don't sue Yang Guo now, lest you not have enough merit points when you get it, and the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

"Hey, that's right." Wu Ji suddenly thought that Yang Guo was now in his twilight years, and he was not far from death, and if he went to the main world in this state, it would be useless.

"Don't worry about the host." Feeling Wu Ji's thoughts, the system automatically replied, "If the age of the personnel recruited by the host exceeds the age of not being confused, they will all be reverted to the year of not being confused." ”

After listening to the system's explanation, Wu Ji was overjoyed.

Standing at thirty, forty without confusion, this is the peak period of a person's physical function in his life.

Once Yang Guo is restored to that state, it is equivalent to letting him live again, with his natural understanding, coupled with the conditions of the main world, it is not impossible to make a breakthrough.

"Merit points, merit points." Looking back at the merit points needed to meet the recruitment, Wu Ji was also a big head.

He showed his face once on Wudang Mountain, and his fame increased, so the system rewarded himself with 10 merits, plus the 50 merits he got by triggering the completion of the hidden mission to recruit people across the world, and now there are only 60 merit points in total, and the merit points required to recruit a person are 1000, and he feels that his head is big when he thinks about it.

If you want to earn merit points, you can complete system tasks, you can collect things that the system needs, you can increase your reputation, and you can improve your martial arts.

Not to mention the system task, Wu Ji rarely encounters it, if it weren't for the hidden task triggered this time, he thought there was no more, and collecting things that are helpful to the system is even more difficult for Wu Ji to meet, as for improving fame, this is simpler than others, but his main purpose is to improve martial arts, if you plan fame, wander around every day, there is still time to improve martial arts, these two methods, I have to say that there is some contradiction.

"Alas, forget it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the waterway bridgehead is naturally straight, so let it be." Wu Ji shook his head and put down the things in his heart for the time being.

"Okay, Brother Yang will also tell me what happened in this world after I left." Seeing Yang Guo's gloomy expression, Wu Ji couldn't help but change the topic.

Yang Guo is an extraordinary person in the end, and the reason why he was sad before was because of the common feelings of people who are not at the right time and are born at the wrong time. After Wu Ji's interruption, he recovered after a while.

"Back then, after Brother Wu Ji and Uncle Guo left Zhongnan Mountain, Zhao Zhijing thought of a way to clean me up, I am not a person who is obedient, I naturally resisted, and then I couldn't stay in the Quanzhen Sect, thinking about what Brother Wu Ji said, so I came to the ancient tomb, and sure enough, my aunt treated me very well."

Speaking of this, a trace of nostalgia and sweetness appeared on Yang Guo's face, obviously thinking of the little dragon girl.

"Good things are grinding, and because of the Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect, my aunt left in a bad mood, I"

Yang Guo told him everything about the matter between him and Xiaolongnu, but Wu Ji listened to it with relish, listening to the person's own narration, which was much more energetic than reading a book.

Yang Guo talked about himself and Xiaolongnu, and naturally it was also interspersed with other major events in the rivers and lakes.

For example, the victory over the Guan Wulin Conference, for example, the siege of Xiangyang, for example, the Huashan sword, of course, Huang Yaoshi searched for things all over the world for him.

"It's me who is sorry for my teacher." Listening to Yang Guo's narration, Wu Ji seemed to see the disappointment of Huang Yaoshi's long-term nomadic search, standing alone, and knowing the loneliness of his body.

"What about Senior Sister Cheng Ying and Senior Brother Feng Mofeng?" Wu Ji couldn't help but ask. "Peach Blossom Island, how is Yanliu Island now?"

"Sister Cheng Ying and Feng Mofeng's predecessors left earlier than the Eastern Evil predecessors." Yang Guo also sighed and shook his head, "After they left, the Eastern Evil Seniors dismissed the people of Peach Blossom Island, now I'm afraid"

Although Yang Guo didn't say what happened to Peach Blossom Island and Yanliu Island, he can know a thing or two if he thinks about how uninhabited for many years.

"Looks like I'm going to go back and see if I have a chance." Wu Ji muttered to himself.

Wu Ji and Yang Guo reunited after a long absence, talking and chatting, sometimes laughing, sometimes sighing, as if there were endless words.

At this moment, Ruoshui walked in with Zhou Zhiruo carrying the prepared meal.

So a group of four people drank happily around the stone table.

Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Ruoshui naturally drank the ancient tomb sect's treasured jade peak pulp, which nourishes yin and yang, prolongs life, and is a good thing for health cultivation and creating a foundation, which is not inferior to the monkey wine that Wu Ji got at the beginning.

Of course, this thing doesn't have much effect on Yang Ruoshui, but for Zhou Zhiruo, it is at the right time, after all, she has only apprenticed to Wu Ji, and it is the time to lay the foundation.

And what Wu Ji and Yang Guo drank was naturally the monkey wine and snake gall wine that Wu Ji took out.

Full of wine and food, except for Zhou Zhiruo who went back to the room to rest, the other three naturally meditated and cultivated, that is, Yang Guo, although at his point, there was no room for improvement, but the habit developed over the years had long replaced meditation and cultivation with sleep.

Nothing was said all night.

On the second day, the thousand mountains first woke up, and the clouds came out of Xiu, and in the green sky, the milky white cloud veil floated on the mountainside, like a fairy dancing gently.

Wu Ji took Zhou Zhiruo out of the ancient tomb, came to a clearing, and began to teach her to cultivate.

Wu Ji knows a lot of martial arts, including Jiuyang Divine Skill, Taijiquan Method, some martial arts on the Jiuyin True Scripture, and Shaoyang fingering and other martial arts practiced in the Mighty Dart Bureau of the main world, but if you want to talk about the system, you still have to count the martial arts of Peach Blossom Island.

What he passed on to Zhou Zhiruo was naturally the martial arts of Peach Blossom Island.

Because only this kind of martial arts is not only systematic, but also very suitable for women's cultivation, of course, it is not ruled out that after hearing about the situation of Peach Blossom Island yesterday, out of guilt, I want to find a successor to Peach Blossom Island.

But seeing that Wu Ji had beaten a few times first, Zhou Zhiruo could use almost the slightest difference in one move.

One move and one style, the palm momentum is like a wave, and it is progressive, although it is shallow, it already contains the basic truth of Peach Blossom Island martial arts, which is the Peach Blossom Island introductory kung fu blue wave palm method.

The so-called master led the door in, practiced in person, handed over an introductory martial art to Zhou Zhiruo, and explained in detail, Wu Ji no longer paid attention to her, but played Tai Chi by himself.

But seeing his legs slightly divided, his hands drooping, his steps stretched, his fist moves were sometimes heavy and slow, sometimes light and elegant, as his fist unfolded, there seemed to be a layer of misty air around him, the air was slightly vibrating, and the fallen leaves on the ground were sometimes soaring, sometimes rolling, dividing and combining, very mysterious.