Three days later, Wei Feng called Ma Yifan as scheduled, saying that everything for the apprentice was ready, and asked Ma Yifan to go to their house.

Wei Feng's home is in the Lingxia District of Jinling City, in the famous fifteen alleys.

Fifteen Hutong is composed of 85 lanes and lanes, which is the LC area where the Jinling government has a great headache, and the government intended to demolish it ten years ago, but this area is not large, but there are many people living in it, and the demolition is too difficult so it has not been promoted.

Ma Yifan can only go to the entrance of the alley by car, because the alley is originally narrow, and it has been encroached upon by residents on both sides, so not to mention the car, the tricycle is very difficult to walk inside.

Ma Yifan got out of the car and walked, walked on the mottled stone road, and looked at the low bungalows on both sides of the street, as well as the illegal buildings built on the bungalows.

Every time the government has news of demolition, a wave of illegal construction will arise in the 15th Hutong, and some homes have been built to four floors without permission.

Wei Feng's home was at No. 18, Hengqi Lane, and when Ma Yifan arrived, Wei Zijin was waiting for him at the door.

Today, Wei Zijin wears a yellow practice uniform, with a ponytail coiled behind his head, and a patterned turban on his forehead. To be honest, Ma Yifan always thought that the practice clothes were very ugly clothes, but after seeing Wei Zijin wear them today, he felt that he had a misunderstanding of the practice clothes.

Last time in the hospital, Wei Zijin was lying on the bed in a loose hospital gown, and Ma Yifan didn't see anything clearly except for a face. When I saw it today, Wei Zijin was very tall, half a head taller than Ma Yifan, and it was estimated that he had to look like 1.76 meters. But the person is very thin, with slender legs and small arms, and he doesn't look like a person who has been practicing martial arts all year round.

Wei Zijin greeted him, full of enthusiasm, like a little sister next door: "Brother Ma, you're here! I just sent you a WeChat message saying that you should tell me when you arrive, and I will go out to pick you up!

Ma Yifan took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, he saw a message from Wei Zijin: "I'm sorry, I don't usually like to play with my mobile phone!"

Wei Zijin smiled slightly: "It's okay, the fifteenth alley is more winding, I'm afraid you won't find this side!"

After that, Wei Zijin led Ma Yifan into the house.

This old-fashioned brick house looks like it has only one story on the outside, but it is actually two floors inside, and the first floor is a living room and a bedroom, and there is a small attic above. There is also a small courtyard outside, and two wooden stakes are erected in the courtyard.

Ma Yifan entered the house and saw that incense burners and a portrait had been placed on the square table in the living room, and the characters in the painting were dressed in the Ming Dynasty, thinking that they were the ancestors that Wei Feng said.

Wei Feng was wearing a bright white practice uniform and was standing outside in the courtyard driving piles.

I saw that Wei Feng's waist was straight, his face was solemn, and he played with grace and style. At this moment, Ma Yifan was a little convinced that this guy was the head of Bajiquan.

However, everything lasted less than three seconds, Wei Feng stepped on the air, and the whole person rushed towards the wooden stake, hitting his forehead with a "bang", and squeaked in pain.

Ma Yifan was very embarrassed not to overdo it, and Wei Zijin was the same, but seeing that Wei Feng was very angry and impolite, he kicked the wooden stake twice, and hurriedly called Dad, lest he do something that would damage the image of the master.

Hearing his daughter's call, Wei Feng turned his head and changed to a polite but respectful smile.

"The ponies are here!"

"Well, it's coming!" Ma Yifan nodded, thinking that the speed of this guy's face change is also quite fast.

"Then let's start, it's not too early!"

"Good!"

Wei Feng led Ma Yifan and Wei Zijin into the living room, sat on the square table by himself, instructed Wei Zijin to get a futon, and then said to Ma Yifan: "Kneel here!"

Ma Yifan knelt down according to his words!

"This is our Bajiquan ancestor Ji Longfeng, you first kowtow to the ancestor three times, and then I will introduce you to our sect branch!"

Ma Yifan obediently kowtowed three times!

Wei Feng smiled with satisfaction and continued: "Bajiquan has developed to this day, and there are many schools, but in general, they can't escape the distinction between north and south. There are many small branches under the northern faction, and almost every county seat of HB and SD has a head of Bajiquan, claiming to be how many generations of the sect people he is, and everyone wants to fight for the orthodoxy of this northern faction. But the real orthodoxy is with me!"

When Wei Feng said this, he specially straightened his waist: "My mentor is Mr. Lin Baochun from our Great China! I also accepted some apprentices when I was young, but later I didn't accept any more apprentices for some reasons, but the craft is still there, you can rest assured that I can teach you whatever you want to learn! My requirements are also very simple, since you have entered the sect of my Bajiquan Northern Sect, you must remember the ancestral teachings of my faction: respect the teacher, respect the way, eliminate evil and do good! You must not use the force you have learned to do evil!"

Wei Feng paused slightly and asked, "Do you still have questions?"

Seeing Ma Yifan shaking his head, Wei Feng gave Wei Zijin a color.

Wei Zijin took out a post and handed it to Ma Yifan, this is an apprenticeship post, it stands to reason that Ma Yifan should have prepared it himself, but he didn't expect Wei Feng to prepare everything here.

After handing over the post, tea was served, and finally three knocks and nine bows called Master, and the ceremony was completed!

Wei Feng stood up and helped up Ma Yifan, who was kneeling on the ground, and said solemnly: "From today on, you are the eleventh generation disciple of my Bajiquan, according to the inheritance of the master, to your generation is a non-word generation, I checked the genealogy for the teacher, read a large number of dictionaries, and solemnly give you the title of the master......"

Ma Yifan didn't pay much attention to what Wei Feng was saying, because the system had just sent the reward for completing the task, and five hundred points were in hand!

After receiving the system prompt, Ma Yifan was still very happy. originally thought that Wei Feng was a parallel import, but since the system judged that the task was completed, it also showed from the side that Wei Feng, the head of the Northern Bajiquan, was genuine.

It's just that the head of the hall is so sloppy, which makes Ma Yifan feel very surprised.

Looking around at the simple decoration in this room, as well as the faint musty smell that diffused because of the dampness, Ma Yifan was very emotional.

At this time, Wei Feng came over with a blue-sealed booklet: "This is our Bajiquan boxing cheats, you take it back to study first, I see that you have strong limbs, full atrium, you should also have a bit of martial arts foundation!

Wei Feng's proposal won Ma Yifan's heart, the task was completed, the goal was achieved, and he didn't have time to really practice Bajiquan every day.

"Okay, everything is up to Master's arrangement!" Ma Yifan put away the crudely printed boxing cheats, and when he saw Wei Feng rubbing his hands and looking like he wanted to speak, he said, "If the master has any other orders, just say it!"

"That's the case...... Wei Feng licked his dry lips and said grindingly, "The tuition fee for this apprentice is ......"

Before Wei Feng finished speaking, he was stopped by Wei Zijin.

Wei Feng's old face was red by Wei Zijin's roar, and he touched his nose and smiled: "Just kidding, just kidding, I'm just saying it casually!"

Wei Zijin didn't let Wei Feng collect money, that was her gratitude to Ma Yifan. Of course, Ma Yifan couldn't use this to hold his own value, so he took the initiative to take out a red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into Wei Feng's hand: "Master, I came in a hurry, I didn't prepare much, this is a little heart, you must accept it! At noon, let's have a light meal together, and the apprentice will prepare a little thin wine and talk about it!"

Wei Feng suddenly smiled, ignoring Wei Zijin's murderous eyes, and put the red envelope into his pocket......