Elder Wang suddenly appeared, and the few Taoist priests who were sitting on the stone steps chatting hurriedly stood up, but they were afraid of this hot-tempered elder and did not dare to come forward to say hello. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing that the two of them were talking about horses, they were afraid that they would not be able to finish talking for a while, thinking about the heavy responsibility of taking care of the guests, and then thinking of the fate of the Zhao Hall Master, who was slow about the guests, several Taoist priests hurriedly wiped the table and took the broom, pretending to clean it up.

Zhuo Zangfeng pretended to think for a long time before scratching his head and saying, "I want to stay in the Heavenly Sword Sect to learn swordsmanship." ”

"Aren't you going to go back to Chang'an to resume your life?" asked Wang Shanyang suspiciously.

"I'm just a subordinate, not a person from the court, the prince of Bu Shishu is the head of this trip, and it has nothing to do with us if he returns to the dynasty and receives the reward. And my Highness is still healing on the mountain. ”

The Heavenly Sword Sect is famous all over the world, I have long had the heart to worship the sect, but I don't have a chance, please grow into the Dao!"

He said this sincerely, in the past few decades, Wang Shanyang has seen too many people who have gone up to the mountain to apprentice, so he naturally has no doubt.

"Have you ever joined other sects and studied other sect martial arts and swordsmanship?"

This is the rule of the Heavenly Sword Sect to accept disciples, that is, it does not accept disciples from other sects, and the selected disciples must not have any cultivation foundation.

Fortunately, Master said before that he also pretended to be a good one, otherwise he would not have been able to pass this first level.

Zhuo Zangfeng secretly said that he was lucky.

Wang Shanyang approached him, his divine sense escaped, and he didn't feel any qi, and then stared at it for a long time, and found that this young man looked like an ordinary person without any cultivation in addition to his somewhat familiar appearance.

Originally, it was the body of a sword dao immortal, and the vitality was extremely hidden, coupled with Zhuo Zangfeng's deliberate convergence of qi, this Heavenly Sword Sect elder was of course unaware of it.

Looking at the few pretending miscellaneous disciples in the small courtyard, Wang Shanyang said, "Do you want to see if he has a foundation for cultivation?"

An elderly Taoist priest threw down the broom in his hand, walked very quickly, and stretched out his hand to test the top of Zhuo Zangfeng's head.

A scorching aura penetrated the meridians from the Baihui acupoint, like a stream of water flowing quickly into the sea of Zhuo Zangfeng's dantian qi, and returned to the palm of the elder Taoist priest without any vibration.

The Taoist priest took the vitality in his palm and bowed down to report: "Elder Hui Wang, this young man does not have any breath in his body, but his 'mysteries' seem to be natural and smooth, could it be a once-in-a-century cultivation genius." ”

Wang Shanyang nodded and said: "The person who is self-taught in the 'Xuanqiao' is not uncommon in my cultivation world, I can see it at a glance, you can see it again, and then you can see if he has any foreign exercises." ”

The elder Taoist priest plucked up his courage and said, "According to what Hall Master Zhao said, he can't even pull out the iron sword inserted in the crack of the stone, so he shouldn't know any martial arts. ”

Hearing them say this, Zhuo Zangfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Drawing the sword before deliberately looking embarrassed, just to deceive these lowly Taoist priests, but now controlling the breath is to hide the "Heavenly Feather Seven Cultivators" who have cultivated to the realm of grandmasters.

Now it seems that the poor performance is quite successful.

After determining these two things, Wang Shanyang's expression eased a little and said:

"In addition to not accepting disciples from other sects, my Heavenly Sword Sect does not accept disciples who already have a cultivation background, because the cultivation methods of the Heavenly Sword Sect are different from other sects in the world, and now it seems that you meet these two conditions. ”

"However, in addition to accepting disciples, we have always treated them equally, no matter what background you have, no matter how powerful your cultivation talent is, you must start from the outer disciples, step by step, do you understand?"

"I understand!" Zhuo Zangfeng hurriedly replied.

"Okay, I'll domesticate the horses for you, if you have anything important, come up here to find me, from today onwards, you are an outer disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect." ”

After speaking, he ordered the elderly Taoist priest to take Zhuo Zangfeng to report to Yuan Yoyo and the others.

Before leaving, he met two Taoist priests and said to Wang Shanyang that he had been ordered to go to the bottom of the mountain to find two smart and well-behaved girls to serve the seriously injured His Royal Highness Yueyue.

Zhuo Zangfeng remembered what his master said, this time to heal, it probably really takes a long time.

The outer disciples are actually handymen, responsible for cleaning the main hall, chopping wood and carrying water, and so on.

Zhuo Zangfeng led the elder disciple to the outer disciples, Yuan Liuliu and the others were initially surprised, listened to the Taoist priest explain the reason, and then squeezed each other's eyes and frowned, and saw the elder Taoist throw away after speaking, and suddenly clapped their hands together.

Suspiciously, he glanced at them, seeing that these people were big and small, there were about thirty people, Zhuo Zangfeng didn't pay attention to it, Gu Zi found a quiet place, and sat down.

These outer disciples, in addition to being driven by the inner disciples, are usually busy farming, doing some chores, and cultivating automatically, except for the senior brothers who are the highest cultivators in the inner family disciples come to teach every two months, almost no one manages them, and they can be regarded as being in a forgotten corner.

Although Yuan Yoyo thought that they were in a corner of being bullied, the oldest outer disciple among the people was still dedicated to cultivating and had never had the idea of leaving the Heavenly Sword Sect.

There must always be a leader in everything, that is, the senior brother, so Yuanyo deserves it, and all the foreign disciples also act according to his orders.

Seeing this young man from the Heavenly Sword Sect, he turned into an outer disciple, as a senior brother, Yuan Liuliu was not surprised by the growth of his team.

However, with a newcomer and being able to share some more complicated tasks, he did not show a domineering attitude.

Several disciples walked up to Zhuo Zangfeng and asked him to go over to pay homage to the senior brother, his words were quite polite, but the original stay was quite generous, waved his hand and said: "The young man from a small place in Chang'an, if he doesn't know the etiquette, he will be exempted, arrange a place for him to stay, and lead him up the mountain to chop wood tomorrow." ”

"What's your name?" asked Hararuru as he watched a junior run out to find an empty house.

"Ma Tayun. Zhuo Zangfeng said with a smile.

Yuan Liuliu laughed and said: "The name is good, but the skills are really too bad, in the big fart place in your Chang'an, I am only convinced by two people." ”

He stretched out his finger and gestured: "The first one is the son of the world, and the second one is the young man named Zhuo Zangfeng who was defeated by archery and 'the only Zhang under the god general'." ”

"Don't hide it!" he looked at Zhuo Zangfeng with interest and said: "Back then, in a restaurant in Chang'an and Shunfang, this young man surnamed Zhuo once invited me to drink. ”

"And this?" Zhuo Zangfeng couldn't help but ask.

Originally, it was just a question in his heart, and he couldn't think of it, when he knew such a fat-faced guy, seeing that this guy swore and looked well-informed, for a moment, Zhuo Zangfeng almost believed that he had really invited him to drink.

This is the usual method of Yuan Liuliu, not only to the new disciples, but also to leave a strong impression in the hearts of the old disciples, so that they envy and respect him.

He kept saying "Chang'an's big fart place", which not only expressed his rich experience, but also raised his identity in this disdainful attitude.

"Chang'an's big fart place", if you don't experience the prosperity of Chang'an and don't live in Chang'an, how can you say this?

Yuan Liuliu's eyes showed a high-level look at the right time, "You live in Chang'an, you should have heard of the Qingyun Bang archery competition?"

Zhuo Zangfeng shook his head, "I'm lonely, and it's the first time I've heard it." How did Senior Brother know?"

"Senior brother, I happened to go to Chang'an to do errands back then, and I was in its prime!" said Yuan Liuliu, his face full of self-satisfaction.

He went down the mountain once, went to Chang'an, and when he came back, he kept saying "that small place in Chang'an", Cheng Zhuzhu thought that the travel expenses of the year were still enough for a few senior brothers, and he really regretted not seeing the world with his senior brothers.

"Senior brother is really well-informed!" Zhuo Zangfeng secretly laughed in his heart, and the horses beat loudly, "Senior brother, tell me, what is there to respect about this Zhuo Zangfeng?" (To be continued.) )