In the backyard of Chunyang Palace, there are many brand-new attics, and a five-story attic next to the back mountain is very lively at the moment.

This is a building specially used for disciples to stay and practice martial arts, and at this moment the first floor has been converted into a large canteen, and more than 200 new disciples are chatting in groups, eating the food in the bowl, while looking forward to what kind of peerless martial arts will be passed down tomorrow.

Most of these disciples come from ordinary small families all over the world, although they have apprenticed to the arts, most of their own martial arts are just getting started, and those who can reach the middle of the day after tomorrow are less than twenty even if they have been accepted as disciples by Zhang San and Song Cheng, so no one cares about what martial arts they can learn after apprenticeship.

In the corner of the cafeteria, Zheng Hai, who was dressed in a cyan robe, was eating with a smile on his face, looking at the hundreds of energetic disciples in front of him, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

In the past, the Quanzhen Sect recruited disciples who were either orphans from all over the world, or beggars on the street, many of them were born with extremely poor physique, and their qualifications were uneven, and many of them couldn't even reach the third-rate level after studying for decades.

Thinking that the Quanzhen Sect did not come, Zheng Hai's heart blossomed, which was why he took the initiative to ask to be in charge of the settlement of these disciples.

"Manager Zheng, can the disciple ask a question?"

At this time, the disciples on the side saw that Zheng Hai had been smiling like a Maitreya Buddha and looked very talkative, and finally someone mustered up the courage to come over.

Zheng Hai was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and finally put away the smile on his face, and carefully looked at the disciple in front of him.

The person in front of him looked old, at most twelve or thirteen years old, with two shallow dimples on his face and two braids on his head, and he looked like a naughty and mischievous girl.

It's just that the little girl seems to be a little nervous at this moment, and even the braids on her head are a little wilted on the back of her head.

"What's your name, what do you want to ask me?"

Seeing that the little girl was a little nervous, Zheng Hai tried his best to soften his voice.

"My name is Su Xiaoman, from the Su family in S Province, my father said that although the Quanzhen Sect is a combination of martial arts and softness, both men and women can learn, but the deepest mastery takes the route of pure masculinity, I want to ask if it's true?"

Although Su Xiaoman was a little nervous, he expressed his questions very clearly, showing a good family style and upbringing.

Now it's Zheng Hai's turn to be embarrassed, this little girl's question is too sharp, and it's basically the truth.

Over the past thousand years, the Quanzhen Sect has indeed accepted many female disciples, but most of the final achievements are not great, all because the pure yang innate skills are extremely strong, and they are not suitable for women to cultivate at all.

So from the beginning, they didn't plan to accept female disciples, but Zhang San said something about the big truth of 'lonely yang does not grow lonely yin does not give birth', and the third elder Quanzhen agreed to recruit female disciples.

After holding back for a long time, facing the little girl's expectant gaze, Zheng Hai was helpless, so he had to say embarrassedly: "This is true, but you don't have to worry, other martial arts can still be learned." ”

"But other martial arts are very ordinary! My father said that it is difficult to break through the innate without learning the peerless arts, isn't that true?"

Su Xiaoman continued in a milky voice, with a pair of big watery eyes, staring at Zheng Hai tightly, with a look that you can't fool children when you are old.

Oh God!

Zheng Hai felt like he was going crazy.

"Your father said, your father said, your father said everything, why are you still asking me what I am doing?"

Zheng Hai looked at the innocent little girl in front of him speechlessly, and began to complain fiercely in his heart.

Just because Su Xiaoman's question was really to the point, at this moment, all the other female disciples had gathered, and dozens of pairs of eyes were all focused on Zheng Hai's body.

The reason why the female disciples present were not a daughter of a family, and the reason why they desperately squeezed into the ranks of the Quanzhen Sect was not because they wanted a good future, if there was no way for the female disciples of the Quanzhen Sect to do so, then why did they come to suffer this.

Zheng Hai was under great pressure, he knew that if he didn't answer well, these female disciples would turn the sky upside down, and it would be him Zheng Hai who would be unlucky at that time, and these girls would just be sent to the Hui family.

"Yo, Xiao Zhengzi, what are you making a fuss about, what are you doing recruiting so many female disciples around?"

Zheng Hai was about to simply tell the truth, when a light laugh suddenly came from behind him, and Zhang San walked in with a leisurely face.

"Ah, Zhangjiao, why are you here? ”

Zheng Hai, who had his back to Zhang San, was stunned at first, and then he was infinitely ecstatic, and he turned around to bow to Zhang San, and the female disciples surrounding Zheng Hai were even more panicked and hurriedly bowed.

"No, there are not so many rules in the Quanzhen Sect, and in the future, except for formal occasions, there is no need to make big bows. ”

Zhang San stretched out his hand and waved to stop Zheng Hai and the female disciples from bowing, and said to the male disciples who had just reacted in the distance: "You don't have to worship either." ”

When the disciples saw that the master was so easy to speak, they immediately put their minds at ease, and after sitting down, they didn't forget to look at Zhang San secretly, their eyes full of reverence.

Faced with hundreds of pairs of eyes. Merchants calmly pulled a chair and sat down opposite Zhenhai.

"Xiao Zhengzi, don't go and help me pass the food, I've been hungry for a day, come according to the old rules. ”

"Yes, Xiao Zhengzi will arrange it. ”

Zheng Hai couldn't wait to hurry up at the moment, as soon as he saw Zhang San speak, he ran away, and even Zhang San called him Xiao Zhengzi to respond happily.

After Zheng Hai walked to the back kitchen, Zhang Shan shook his head and said to the female disciples around him who had not yet walked away:

"I heard your question just now, and I can tell you now. You can rest assured, as long as you are diligent and hard enough, the peerless martial arts that are suitable for you in the Quanzhen Sect will be satisfied. ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, I'm in charge of the Quanzhen Sect, and I'm going to lie to you kids?"

"Yay!!!"

All the female disciples immediately cheered, and the youthful aura spread throughout the entire hall, instantly attracting the attention of all the male disciples.

Zhang San also likes this kind of youthful atmosphere, but it is obvious that the current occasion is not right, so he pointed at the male disciples who were in a daze around him and motioned for these girls to be quiet.

"Okay, let's go to dinner, you'll know tomorrow." ”

"Yes. ”

At this time, the female disciples also noticed the hundreds of stupid geese around, and immediately stuck out their tongues to each other, turned around and ran to eat.

。。。。。

"Huh, how did you get these little girls?"

At this time, Zheng Hai walked over with a big tray and found that the little girl around him had dispersed, and he was immediately very curious.

"I've gone out in person, so what's the wrong thing?

Zhang San smiled, and with a casual move, a roast suckling pig on the large plate in Zheng Hai's hand flew into his hand and began to eat wildly again............

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