"Study, etc.... You mean?"

Lu Yu was stunned for a moment at first, and then his complexion changed suddenly, and there was more horror in it, but there was not much joy, and then his complexion changed slightly, and he looked at Yan Lao, who did not speak, until a long time later, Lu Yu spoke, and said in a low voice: "How can a disciple be valued by Yan Lao?"

Yan Lao sighed: "I'll tell you directly, I came to you to find my second successor, in fact, you are not the best candidate, because although your sensitivity to martial arts is not as high as cultural knowledge, it should not be underestimated." ”

"Now you are already a master of strength, how long has it been, if you put all your thoughts on martial arts, you must be the kind of Dapeng who wants to fly into the sky, but the identity of a person in Confucianism is destined to be impossible. ”

He said a lot, including the twin plans that he had mentioned with the old man of Ziyun Pavilion, Lu Yu's complexion kept changing, and finally turned into a wry smile, and he just said: "No, Elder Yan cares for love, but the disciple maybe..." ”

"If you accept the mantle inheritance, that is, to be your real apprentice, even if it is only half, it is not a simple relationship between the teacher and the student, the disciple has a teacher, how can this kind of thing be reported to the master....."

Yan Lao shook his head, and at this time his eyes looked at a place, Lu Yu was a little puzzled, but soon, a figure came to another intersection over there.

It was Professor Wang.

Professor Wang saw Elder Yan with a serious face, walked over at this time, and said, "Mr. Yan, the disciple is late. ”

He called Yan Lao Mr. Yan, and he also called himself a disciple, yes, these current Confucian people, basically in front of Yan Lao, have to call themselves disciples.

"Have you thought about what I told you?"

Elder Yan looked at Professor Wang, who groaned, then glanced around, and said to Elder Yan, "Mr. Yan, let's go back to the room and talk about it carefully." ”

"Then you just don't want to let go, eh, it's a shame. ”

Elder Yan shook his head, but he didn't agree to talk about it when he went back to the house, which made Professor Wang a little embarrassed, so he could only say, "Elder Yan, this matter really needs to be considered in the long run." ”

"The rules of Confucianism, no, it should be said that any sect in the martial arts, to exchange or give disciples, this is not a matter of lip service, you should know this rule better than us. ”

Elder Yan looked at Professor Wang: "But I don't have many days to live, so I'm ready to break these rules, just like the feudal remnants of the old society were torn apart back then." ”

"On the premise that it is difficult to find a successor who satisfies me, only this kid meets the standard the most. ”

Professor Wang was silent, Yan Lao had specially talked to him on the phone before, and at that time he also said that he would invite Yan Lao to come to the house to talk, but the old man didn't listen at all, and seemed to have a temper.

"Then what is Elder Yan going to do?"

Professor Wang's face was serious, while Elder Yan said, "It's very simple, from now on, I am your Zihua's visiting professor, and I am also a member of your faction." ”

When he said this, Professor Wang was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened in disbelief.

"What do you mean......"

Yan Lao: "I want to pass on the kung fu, factions or something, for me it was originally useless." I said, I want to break the rules and sweep away the residual poison of feudalism, including myself!"

"And it's not a twin plan anymore, now I have a new plan, which is to join a third person. ”

Yan Lao: "The first person, kung fu is in Yu Qiulin, the second person is Lu Yu, and this third person, maybe it exists, it may not exist, if I can find a satisfactory successor, then all my stunts will be passed on to him." ”

"It's not two dragons dancing together, it's three days of volleying. ”

........

In the distant Huashan, since Wang Qinglian retreated, the Zhenyue Palace has returned to its former calm, and the original battle on the mountain did not affect anyone, that place is a no-man's land, and it is not open to tourists.

Surrounded by incense, Xiang Yulang sat in front of the mountain gate, the birds rested on his head, the surrounding leaves were lush and green, and the sun was falling, gradually turning from glory to gloom.

It seemed that a dark cloud appeared and began to slowly spread across the sky, Xiang Yulang raised his head, his eyes were shining, he stood up, walked to the end of the platform, and looked under the long steps in the distance.

A young girl appeared, wearing a black tracksuit and a black ponytail, and the darkest light was hidden in those black eyes.

He had seen this kind of gaze a long time ago, and he didn't know what life it was, it was so long ago that he couldn't remember it clearly.

The heavy rain came suddenly, and the June day was like a child's face.

Time waits for no one, the years pass in a hurry, and they go in a hurry, as if something will fall if they are a little slower.

Yu Qiulin looked up and saw Xiang Yulang above, she carefully identified the other party's face and clothes, and then made a voice slightly close to affirmation.

"You're the fisherman. ”

Xiang Yulang nodded, he looked at Yu Qiulin, found the difference, and after three breaths, he spoke: "Yes, I didn't expect that after those two people, there is also a person with great talent, although it is with the help of external forces, but it can be fused so perfectly, it is also extremely amazing." ”

"So, what are you doing here, junior, are you here to come to me?"

Xiang Yulang shook his head: "You are not enough, you are too weak, you can't even catch a move from me, the weather is not very good today, I don't want to lower my level, so you can't fight with me." ”

The heavy rain was falling, Yu Qiulin held up an umbrella, but Xiang Yulang did not, but at this time, Yu Qiulin saw an amazing scene, that is, all the rain was set aside, and those water droplets could not get close to Xiang Yulang's body, as if something was trembling and wiped the rain from his body.

It's just that the moisture still affected the clothes, but the rain didn't hit the clothes directly.

"This is the use of energy, plus the seventh sense, I am a person who has been close to the Dao Law Nature and the Five Aggregates and Eighteen Realms, you can't understand my realm, in ancient times, I am a real immortal. ”

Xiang Yulang's voice was indifferent, and then he suddenly said: "However, such a continuous rain, exerting strength, except for the so-called pretense, it is useless to pretend to be forced, so it is better to take a hat and drape it, or a bamboo umbrella." ”