Chapter 8: Happy Little Administrator

When he woke up the next day, the hungry and crazy field drank three bowls of gruel before he was relieved.

In the next few days, he walked around Wudang Mountain with great interest, and at the same time fell into ecstasy.

Traveling to the world of Heaven and Dragon Slayer is what he dreamed of in his previous life!

Now that his dream has come true, he can't help but be overjoyed, thinking about how to worship Zhang Sanfeng as a teacher.

And once he has the power of self-preservation, he immediately set off to Kunlun Mountain to find Jiuyang Divine Skill.

Thinking that after his great achievements, he was fluttering in white clothes, fighting the sword rivers and lakes, and trying the sword world. That's chic.

He giggled for two days, and just when Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Sanfeng thought that he had a hidden disease in his brain, he suddenly returned to normal.

In fact, the reason why he returned to normal was only because after calming down a little from his martial arts dream, he thought of his grandfather, relatives and friends in the Hokage world.

Although it took less than a day to regain his memory, the memories of the previous years were real.

Grandpa's doting love for him, Tomoko's gentle care, and even the battles between Hizuki and Daytime who usually don't like each other, now that he thinks about it, he cherishes it very much.

Of course, there is also the watergate that has only become his little brother for a day.

"I hope Watergate can take care of grandpa instead of himself." I moved a small horse and sat in the yard, and the field was sad.

Now when Yuan Ye thought of how sad and desperate his grandfather would be after he found out that he had disappeared inexplicably, he felt even more bitter self-blame.

Family affection was felt for the first time in his two lives, and he vowed to protect it all.

But I didn't expect this damn system remnant soul to be clean if he wanted to die or not, and inexplicably threw him into this world like this.

Inexplicable crossing!

Although he didn't have the slightest information in his mind, Yuan Ye knew that the world of Heaven and Dragon Slayer that he had traveled through must have something to do with that system that was dead but not stiff.

He only remembered now, when the system seemed to say that its energy was about to run out, that it would lose its autonomous consciousness, and that it would only have the traversal instinct.

At that time, he didn't pay attention to this, and his heart was full of yearning for a new life.

But I didn't expect the so-called crossing instinct to be like this.

Silently threw him into this world!

Anyway, give me a hint!

Or rather, it squeaks, it gives me a little hope!

Yuan Ye kept cursing in his heart that the damn system has no paper in the toilet, and there is no little brother ...... give birth to a son!

Of course, the system may (definitely) not have these features!

His bitter and hateful appearance was a success in attracting the attention of Zhang Dazhen

Zhang Sanfeng handed over the affairs of the Wudang Sect to your eldest disciple Song Yuanqiao a few years ago.

Anyway, he's pretty idle right now.

"Little Field, why are you watching the sunset again", a gentle voice came from afar.

Yuan Ye didn't need to turn around to know that it was Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren who came.

It turned out that the room where he woke up that day was the residence of an ordinary disciple of Wudang Mountain, and since he woke up, Zhang Sanfeng took him back to an independent courtyard next to his residence to settle down.

Of course, the wilderness guessed that it was because he was too bored alone.

At the beginning, Yuan Yuan had a desire to live next to Zhang Sanfeng, and he could just get close to the water and get the moon first, so Yuan Ye was not the slightest dissatisfied with their arrangement.

I didn't know that he had only been happy for two days, and he became sentimental, but unfortunately Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao didn't know what Virgo was.

At this time, there are no outsiders coming here in this small courtyard, and the clean environment is the best choice for the wilderness full of confusion and loss of life goals.

"Zhang Zhenren, do you think that you will never see Senior Brother Zhang Cuishan again for ten years, decades, or a lifetime?" , As the sun set that was about to end, Yuan Ye suddenly asked Zhang Sanfeng.

Through the exchanges in the past few days, Yuan Ye already knew that Zhang Sanfeng found out on the way back from going out to look for the missing fifth disciple Zhang Cuishan.

"Of course I've thought about it, since Cuishan disappeared in Wangpan Mountain that day, our master and apprentice have not found the slightest information about him when they traveled all over Kyushu, I have already been prepared", Zhang Zhenren's expression was slightly gloomy, and he was no longer the same as in the past few days.

For Zhang Cuishan, who is regarded as the future pillar of the Wudang faction, who has grown up by his side since he was a child, and treats him like a parent, he does not see anyone dead or dead, Zhang Sanfeng is very open-minded and painful.

"However, although I don't know where Cuishan is now, or whether he is alive or dead, I still hope that he can live a better life", after a moment of silence, Zhang Sanfeng said.

Hearing the unadulterated love for his disciple in his words, there was suddenly a light in the dim eyes of the field.

Oh, yes!

The same goes for Grandpa!

I must be praying that I can live a better life!

It doesn't matter if it takes 10 years, 20 years, or 100 years, maybe I'll find a way back to the Hokage world!

"Zhang Zhenren, I'm hungry, you say, is there still food under the mountain now?"

Looking at the little kid in front of him who was in pain a second ago, and now he has instantly transformed into a foodie, even if it is Zhang Sanfeng's ninety years of practice, the corners of his mouth twitch slightly.

was carried by Zhang Sanfeng to the dining room halfway up the mountain, and in the angry eyes of the Huogong Daoist, Yuan Ye ate two large bowls of rice.

There was no way, it wasn't that he didn't want to come down by himself, it was that the mountain road was too difficult to walk, and it was dark again, and he was a child, and he accidentally fell down and died.

After a full meal, Zhang Sanfeng returned to the top of the mountain with the wilderness, and entered the small courtyard, where he suddenly knelt down in front of Zhang Sanfeng and said respectfully: "Zhang Zhenren, the boy is in the wilderness, his qualifications are dull, but he also has a heart to seek the truth, and I beg the real person to have mercy and accept me into the Wudang faction to become a sweeping boy."

"Hey, the old Taoist also said that he wants to accept you as a disciple, since you don't want to forget it, then tomorrow you will go to sweep the Dao Tibetan Palace!" After a moment of silence, Zhang Zhenren helped up the field and said with a narrow face.

When Yuan Ye heard this, he suddenly thundered like five thunders: "You give the old man a death, the master is just learning to be humble on TV!" How can you take it seriously! ”。

Now that he has put aside the matter of the Hokage World for the time being, of course Yuan Ye wants to pick up his martial arts dream.

Therefore, his first step was to find a way to worship Zhang Sanfeng as a teacher.

The reason why he is reluctant to worship Song Yuanqiao and other second-generation disciples as teachers is because he is familiar with the original work, looking at the three generations of disciples of Wudang, except for one Song Qingshu, none of them are outstanding at all, all of them are background wall tricks.

And a Song Qingshu was published, which was also to give Zhang Wuji a face slap and set off Zhang Wuji's wisdom and martial arts.

Therefore, Yuan Ye has long decided that if he enters Wudang, he must also worship Zhang Sanfeng as his teacher, and look at the Wudang Seven Heroes to become talents, which can show that Zhang Sanfeng is a good teacher.

Now, even if he knew the plot and knew where the secret book of magic was hidden, he had no way to find it!

Under the rule of the Yuan Dynasty, the Han people lived in dire straits, and they were completely inferior people.

Now, although he may be recognized as a lustful person because of his white eyes, he can be regarded as an upper-middle person.

But now there are bandits everywhere, these people even dare to kill the Mongols, he is a child, as long as he goes to Wudang Mountain, I am afraid that he will not survive the sunset.

Now, his hopes are dashed!

Do you want to sweep the land in Wudang Mountain all your life and be a librarian?

Yuan Yuan suddenly despaired in his heart.

Unexpectedly, just when he was desperate, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly said: "But if you can honestly be a sweeping boy in the Daozang Hall for two years and sort out all the Daozang, Lao Dao can consider accepting you as a disciple."

The peak turned around, and Yuan Ye was overjoyed in an instant, patted his chest and promised: "Master rest assured, the disciple will definitely manage the Daozang Hall well and ensure that not a single hair will fall inside." ”

Regarding his careful thinking about calling himself "Master" now, Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly and didn't care.

When he returned to his room and calmed down, Yuan Ye suddenly found that he was tricked by Zhang Sanfeng, and if Zhang Sanfeng was unwilling to accept him as an apprentice, he would not take him to live beside him.

However, Yuan Ye is not really an ignorant child, he knows that Zhang Sanfeng must have done this for a reason, and he will not simply play with him.

Since then, there has been a strange librarian on Wudang Mountain, who does his best to clean the Daozang Hall every day, and the books are neatly organized.

If the three generations of disciples or some Wen Taoist priests who did not learn martial arts made a mess of the Taoist classics, they would inevitably be chased and beaten by the little administrator with a stick.

Everyone knew that this little administrator was sent by the patriarch, and he lived next to the patriarch, and whoever dared to resist would run away if he ran fast, and if he couldn't run, he could only grit his teeth and suffer a few sticks.

This little caretaker is naturally the wilderness, and his current job is mainly to manage the Daozang Hall and organize and study the Taoist books here.

Of course, on weekdays, he also has to study ancient texts with Zhang Sanfeng, poetry and songs, etc., Zhang Sanfeng is an all-round talent in literature and martial arts, and has studied poetry and songs, and the art of war.

He is willing to teach, but the wilderness naturally can't ask for it.

Anyway, he can't learn martial arts now.

At first, he thought about whether the Daozang Hall of Wudang Mountain would be the same as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, which collected countless secret books of divine skills.

But after a month of tireless research, he finally gave up.

There is indeed only a Dao Book here, and of course, his martial arts cultivation has not yet reached the level where he can comprehend peerless martial arts from thousands of Dao Collections.

The white horse flies, and time flies. Two years have passed in a flash.

In the past two years, although Yuan Ye has not really learned the advanced martial arts of the Wudang School.

Just follow Zhang Sanfeng to learn simple physical fitness boxing techniques, such as Huatuo Five Bird Opera.

But after two years of perseverance, Yuan Ye was in good health and free from all diseases. He has also grown from a small child to a strong and healthy little boy.

At the same time, he has studied Taoism for two years, and has followed Zhang Sanfeng to read the Four Books and Five Classics and so on.

has gradually worn away the flashy temperament on his body, and now his whole person looks gentle and elegant, and his temperament is extraordinary.

On the eighth day of the first month of March, it is better to enter the Daozang Hall two years ago, and today is also the day when Zhang Sanfeng promised to accept him to get started, and the people of Wudang Mountain have been prepared early.

Before the morning came, Yuan Ye had already gotten up, cleaned up and washed up very carefully, and then went down the mountain with the master.

At this time, the left and right sides of the Zhenwu Hall were already full of people, including Taoists, monks, and laymen.

These people are all famous figures in today's martial arts.

There are all five major sects, as well as some well-known gangs, such as the Beggar Gang.

These people all came to participate in the Wudang faction Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren's apprenticeship ceremony.

Zhang Sanfeng's last closed disciple, Song Yuanqiao and other disciples all attached great importance to it.

One is to make his old man happy. The second is to show his arms in the martial arts again, so as not to be underestimated.

In recent years, Wudang has had accidents one after another, and the second disciple Yu Daiyan was seriously injured and disabled for life. Another fifth disciple, Zhang Cuishan, disappeared inexplicably, his life and death are unknown, and he was framed to kill a Shaolin disciple.

Zhang Sanfeng is nearly ninety years old, and he is almost a white-haired person who sends a black-haired person, and now he finally met a little disciple he likes.

Song Yuanqiao and the others immediately decided to do a big deal, making the master happy and happy.

At the same time, it is also necessary for people to take a look at the world, even if the Wudang Seven Heroes have gone to the second, they are still majestic.

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, and Yin Liting were talking with the leaders of the various martial arts factions, and their eyes swept the door from time to time.

And Yu Daiyan was in the room by himself, taken care of by Daotong. Ever since he was injured, he doesn't like to see people very much.

If he didn't want to make the master and the brothers sad, he already had the idea of self-severance.

Yu Daiyan was originally a chic and heroic man, and he didn't want to live in a dilemma of life and death.

Speaking of both ends, the martial arts people who came at this time were all looking forward to it, and everyone looked at the door one after another.

They are all very curious about what kind of talent and beauty they have, and they actually let Zhang Zhenren, who has been ignoring mundane things for several years and has long been extraordinary, have to personally accept him as a closed disciple.