Chapter 43: The Gambling Fight

"Ziyu boy, why are your senior brothers beaten again?"

was watching the play, and suddenly Master Ikkyu from the next house came over and teased with a smile.

Zhang Ziyu glanced at Master Yixiu and returned from Yunyou, so Bacheng This time the matter is stable, and Uncle Qianhe must be passing by.

Zhang Ziyu replied: "Master, do you think when I have been beaten?" ”

"Amitabha, it seems that Jiale is that kid is unlucky again."

Master Yixiu played the Buddha name, his eyes were full of smiles, and it could be seen that he still regarded Zhang Ziyu and Qian Jiale as his real juniors, and you can see that he is beginning to gloat at this time.

"Master, how long have you been back?"

"It's not been a few days, I'm cleaning up the yard, but I didn't expect the four-eyed Taoist friend to come back, but fortunately, the deep mountains and old forests are also a little lively."

Speaking of the courtyard, Master Yixiu looked puzzled and asked, "Ziyu, why is the medicine grown in my yard all messy, isn't it that there are beasts in the mountains in the yard?" ”

Zhang Ziyu's expression froze, then his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he nodded: "It should be, master, I asked my senior brother to take the time to put down some animal traps to guard against those beasts." ”

"Amitabha"

Master Yixiu hurriedly shook his head, although he still had some doubts in his heart, but he was not good at killing, and said: "God has the virtue of good life, come and come, I will go to the mountains in two days to get some seeds, there is no need to kill." ”

Zhang Ziyu hadn't been chatting with Master Yixiu for long, and the four-eyed Taoist came out, his eyes widened, and he said with a smile: "Old monk, I haven't seen you for so long, I still thought you died outside." ”

"You're not dead, how could my old monk die."

Both of them are old enemies, and as soon as they meet, they look like they are ready to fight, and Zhang Ziyu is no longer surprised.

If it weren't for the fear of being recorded in a small book by his master, he would have to continue to eat melon seeds.

"Hmph, stinky monk."

The four-eyed Taoist chief glared at him, and then saw that Zhang Ziyu was still watching the play, and he was angry.

"What else is the stinky boy looking at, come into the house."

I just came back, but there is not much to do, tidying up the room is the first priority.

After the room was cleaned up, the four-eyed Taoist leader pulled Zhang Ziyu to the patriarch's assignment, and then handed over the secret book of the secret technique of divine fighting to Zhang Ziyu.

"This is the secret technique of the gods, the secret art of the gods is not an orthodox cultivation method, although it can also be cultivated, but it is more focused on the technique, I inherited this from our Maoshan, but there is also a note that I have learned over the years that the skills of the god to fight and invite the gods, it is not a big road."

The four-eyed Taoist said that the secret technique of divine fighting, and his expression was a little complacent, after all, it was also a technique that he had studied for many years.

Among the Maoshan disciples, there is a division between outer disciples and core disciples, and the four-eyed Taoist is the core disciple.

When the core disciples reach the foundation building period, can walk down the mountain, and can accept apprentices, most of them will be taught some powerful techniques by the master.

Uncle Nine is good at talismans and formations, and he naturally inherits these two things, and the secret technique obtained by the four-eyed Dao Master is this divine fighting technique.

As for the senior brother Shi Jian, what he got were two offensive spells, the Lightning Thunder Fist and the Wooden Stake Dafa.

Apprentices like Zhang Ziyu and Qian Jiale, who were accepted by their core disciples after going down the mountain, were basically just outer disciples.

If the outer disciples are not very talented and have a good heart, these core disciples will generally not bring the apprentices back to the mountain gate.

But on the contrary, if the talent is good, and the heart is okay, then it will inevitably be brought back to the mountain gate, and then after the elders are assessed, they will be accepted as core disciples.

This is also the method of sect inheritance, after all, it is impossible for a sect to expect people who are willing to go up the mountain to apprentice every year to inherit the sect.

The cultivation circle is not large, and it is naturally impossible for people who voluntarily worship the mountain gate to be like the endless stream of people in the fantasy world.

Among the limited people who go up the mountain, the qualifications are acceptable, and the heart is not bad, but there are even fewer of them.

Getting back to the point, Zhang Ziyu looked through this magic trick and found that there were really many extraordinary things about this cheat, revealing interest.

"There are five layers of this secret technique, and each layer of study means that you have advanced your magic technique."

The four-eyed Dao explained to Zhang Ziyu in detail, although he usually doesn't pay attention to it, but now he wants to teach Zhang Ziyu how to crush the magic of fighting.

He also knew in his heart that his two disciples, that is, Zhang Ziyu, would return to Maoshan in the future and become core disciples.

As for Qian Jiale, who is a senior brother, his qualifications are a little worse and his achievements are limited, but he can learn a craft and walk in the world.

"The first layer of my secret technique is the entry, which can lead to the power equivalent to practicing qi into the body, but the spell is superficial, mostly the power of those wandering souls, the second layer corresponds to the foundation, and the third layer is refining the gods, and the upper level is the realm of returning to the void and merging the way, if you can cultivate to the fifth layer, even if you are not invincible in the world, you are not far from ten."

Zhang Ziyu asked curiously, "Master, how far are you from being invincible in the world?" ”

The four-eyed Taoist chief's face darkened, and the stinky boy didn't open the pot and mentioned which pot was: "It's just a little bit of a hundred million, listen honestly, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Oh"

Zhang Ziyu sighed, then looked at the four-eyed Taoist and motioned for him to continue.

The four-eyed Taoist chief's face darkened again, why did the stinky boy answer that he wanted to slap him so much.

"If you cultivate, you should start from the first level, and you must also polish your body, and only when your body is strong can you withstand even more powerful power."

He didn't finish his words, if some people have a special physique, then after introducing a certain kind of divine power, it may be able to be greatly enhanced.

However, his own apprentice himself knows that although the life personality is a bit special, no matter how you look at it, he is a little unlucky bastard, and it has nothing to do with those life characters that are useful to please God.

The four-eyed Taoist gave Zhang Ziyu another detailed guidance, and it was not until the evening that he stopped.

"Okay, you're practicing slowly these days, and I think it took me seven or eight days to get started at the first level, so I can't rush this matter."

When he said eight or nine days, the face of the four-eyed Taoist was still quite angry, after all, even if his senior brother Lin Jiu was asking the gods to join him, he was not as good as him.

Zhang Ziyu's eyes narrowed, stupid master, let the disciple show you the speed of genius.

The four-eyed Taoist also narrowed his eyes, stupid apprentice, please come together, I am really not afraid of anyone as a teacher.

"Master"

"Stinky Boy"

The two opened their mouths in unison, looked at each other, and seemed to read each other's thoughts.

"Master, if I accidentally exceed your record, will there be any reward?"

"Coincidentally, there is a reward, in case it is not exceeded, there must be a punishment, right?"

The two foxes looked at each other like sparks.

"Centennial ginseng at the bottom of the box."

When the four-eyed Taoist heard this, his face twitched, a good boy is black-hearted enough.

"Help me deliver a bunch of guests."

Zhang Ziyu's expression was solemn, good master, this is a tool man who has used it to the end, right.

The master and apprentice had their own calculations in their hearts, so they said in unison: "Deal!" ”