Chunyangmen is one of the four major schools of Kun State, which has been passed down for thousands of years, one of the five veins, each with its own strengths, and the five veins compete with each other internally, but the five veins are united externally. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After resting for the night, the next day the three elders summoned Yang Fan and Tong Tong alone.

Follow the wide stone steps to the top of the mountain, which is a huge square, and in the distance is a majestic palace, where the third vein of Pure Yang is located.

The huge square is paved with neat stones, hard and heavy on foot, and a little farther in front of the majestic palace, a tall rock statue stands, and a figure standing next to the rock is seen in the distance, it is the old man who brought Yang Fan yesterday, the third elder of the Pure Yang Gate, Kangdi.

Yang Fan walked over with Tong Tong, and when he was approaching, Yang Fan smiled and hugged his fists: "Elder Kang, it's early!"

The third elder turned around, his face was kind, he nodded, and said with a sincere gaze: "Little brother, are you and the little girl willing to worship the old man as a teacher?"

"Huh?" Yang Fan was surprised, he didn't react for a while, and Tong Tong's eyes widened in surprise.

Yang Fan didn't expect that the three elders had plans to take him and Tong Tong as apprentices, and originally thought that the three elders were going to discuss the wasteland with him.

"Little brother, you might as well think about it?" the third elder said kindly.

The third elder has always paid attention to fate and pleasing to the eye when accepting apprentices, if it weren't for this, his third vein would have recruited enough disciples a long time ago, and he wouldn't have to go out of the customs for a few years, and now he has only accepted four disciples.

You must know that there are thousands of people in the entire Pure Yang Sect, plus there are more than 10,000 disciples in the outer gate, how many outer disciples are fighting to break their heads and become unable to squeeze into the ranks of the inner disciples, and the disciples of the other branches of the five veins of the pure yang are more than 1,000 people, and the third vein of the entire Pure Yang Gate is a special existence, and there are only five masters and apprentices in total.

And now the number of disciples who want to worship the third vein can be lined up from the top of the mountain to the small fishing village at the foot of the mountain, but that is useless, the three elders don't pay attention to these. The three elders pay attention to fate, and as for what fate is, I'm afraid only the three elders know.

Yang Fan's eyes flashed, and he thought about it quickly, he had always felt good about the third elder Yang Fan, and at the same time, Yang Fan also wanted to find a place to stand in this demon beast world first.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Fan made a decision, and immediately replied respectfully with his fists clenched: "Elder Kang, the kid is willing to worship you as a teacher, but I'm afraid the kid's personality is not suitable for cultivation." ”

Of course, the purpose of cultivation is to become stronger, and killing is an indispensable and important part of cultivation, Yang Fan thinks that he can't do it and can't adapt to the life of cold-blooded killing.

The third elder nodded, understood what Yang Fan was thinking, and said with a smile: "This little brother don't worry, if you join my third lineage disciple, you will be able to give full play to your greatest talents, you don't necessarily have to have a strong cultivation, as long as you can give full play to your strengths." Since the little brother is a grower, he just needs to work hard in planting!"

Yang Fan's expression was respectful, and he was slightly grateful in his heart, such a tolerant teacher is rare even on the earth, teacher, preach and teach to solve doubts! Such a teacher makes people respect from the bottom of their hearts.

Yang Fan made a decision in his heart, turned his head to look at Tong Tong beside him, and said softly: "Tong Tong, the old man wants to accept the two of us as apprentices, Tong Tong, are you willing?"

Tong Tong blinked, although he was only eight years old, but after so many things, he already understood that he only needed to follow the eldest brother, and she would decide whatever the eldest brother decided, and immediately said: "Big brother, Tong Tong listens to you!"

Yang Fan nodded, knelt down respectfully and bowed, "Disciple Yang Fan, meet the master!"

Tong Tong also learned Yang Fan's immature voice and said loudly: "Disciple Tong Tong, meet the master!"

The three elders laughed, in a good mood, and with a wave of their sleeves, a gust of wind lifted the two of them up.

"Okay, good, good, today I have two more good apprentices in the third vein of pure yang, haha......"

On the huge square, the arrogant laughter of the three elders echoed!

After half a ring, the third elder looked blushing, turned to look at the huge statue behind him, and said, "Disciple, come and meet the first ancestor of my Pure Yang Third Vein, referring to the Heavenly Venerable!"

"Yes!Master!" Yang Fan and Tong Tong did not hesitate to salute respectfully towards the stone statue.

"It means that when the Heavenly Venerable was alive, it was the heyday of my Pure Yang Gate, defeating the heroes, slaughtering demon beasts, and not daring to disobey in the Kun Kingdom. The Third Elder said that it was a glorious time.

Yang Fan looked at the stone elephant, and seemed to feel that in that period, the heroes competed, fought bloodily, and fought for hegemony in this heaven and earth.

Yang Fan is full of respect for his ancestors.

The three elders nodded, and then took Yang Fan and Tong Tong to the back hall, climbed the high stone steps, and the three words "Heavenly Palace" on the plaque of the main hall were eye-catching.

Yang Fan expected that this Huihong Heavenly Temple should refer to the Heavenly Venerable's construction.

Pushing open the gate of the Zhitian Temple, the sound of "crunching" sounded, and this hall didn't know how long it had been dusty.

Yang Fan followed into the main hall. The hall is very large, and there are not many things to be placed, and colorful paintings can be vaguely seen on the walls, and there are several rows of wooden shelves in the area on one side, on which books are placed, and dozens of weapons are scattered around.

"According to the rules of my Pure Yang Sect, each disciple can choose one exercise to practice at the beginning, go ahead, each person can choose one," the third elder said.

Yang Fan was not polite, and took Tong Tong to the wooden frame.

Nearby, three rows of wooden shelves are filled with books. Each row of wooden frames is marked with internal strength, external strength, and combat skills.

"Tong Tong, pick any one you like. Yang Fan said gently.

"Hmm!" Tong Tong nodded.

Of course, these exercises are extremely precious, unlike the ones that can be bought on the stalls outside, the exercises on these three rows of wooden frames have been accumulated for thousands of years since the beginning of the Heavenly Venerable.

Yang Fan walked to the wooden frame marked with internal strength, looked at it, and casually took out a book on the wooden shelf, with the three big characters of "Pure Yang Gong" on the cover. Yang Fan was slightly stunned, isn't this the basic practice of the Pure Yang Sect?

Looking back, Tong Tong had already chosen, and Yang Fan saw that it was an external skill "Wind Strike Technique".

After choosing the exercises, Yang Fan and Tong Tong returned to the three elders.

The third elder nodded and said, "The exercises in your hands have the most detailed annotations in them, if you don't understand something, you can come and ask as a teacher!"

"Yes, master!" Yang Fan and Tong Tong responded.

With nothing to do, Yang Fan and Tong Tong left.

The two returned to the small courtyard, Fang Yu, stones, wood trees, and winter melons had been waiting for a long time. The four of them were dressed neatly in the clothes of the Pure Yang Sect disciples, and there was a mark of a burning fire fist on their chests.

"You two have your clothes in the room, hurry up and put them on!", Fang Yu said triumphantly, in a good mood, he now has two more junior disciples, although one of them is older than him, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

Yang Fan laughed, and then returned to the room with Tong Tong to change his clothes, and then came to the courtyard again, and reported enthusiastically: "Senior brother!"

Fang Yu felt a chill after hearing this, he felt uncomfortable, he didn't feel a sense of accomplishment, and said, "Forget it, it's good if you call me Fang Yu in the future, but other people still have to call me Senior Brother, do you hear?"

Fang Yu stared at the Tongtong, stone, wood, and winter melon in the courtyard, and said solemnly.

"Yes, big brother!" replied in unison.

Yang Fan also laughed.