Zhu Chengyong, the king of Qin, didn't know whether to be happy or worried, and left, of course, the gifts he brought were not carried away.

They are all decent people, and they can't afford to lose that face.

What's more, there is still a request for Yue Buqun!

Then Wang Yu introduced a few more people to Yue Buqun, all of whom were children of famous families.

Yue Buqun only glanced at it a few times, or sent the name of a named disciple, and when the time came, he would be thrown into the miscellaneous courtyard and handed over to the non-precepted monks to teach, or if he agreed to the adjustment, he would hand it over to the others of the Huashan faction to bring.

Let the other Huashan generations also follow the light, and there are disciples with extraordinary backgrounds to serve.

It's just that whether they can subdue these wealthy and noble sons and really take up the master's style, instead of becoming the head of the nursing academy, depends on the ability of these non-word disciples.

It can be regarded as Yue Buqun using some means to force these people to grow.

Although the buildings in Huashan have been rebuilt, they are more magnificent and luxurious than before, but if they want to stand up to this spirit, they have to rely on everyone's efforts.

There is no mountain, only a stone.

In short, Yue Buqun was a formal disciple and confiscated.

Eliminated one after another, even Wang Yu looked at it with a chill down his spine, feeling that if he hadn't taken the lead, he was afraid that he might not be able to be Yue Buqun's founding disciple.

When the last group was held, the Xiyi merchants who came to apprentice were sent away perfunctorily, Wang Yu wiped the sweat on his forehead, and whispered to Yue Buqun: "Master! Don't you look down on any of them? ”

"Why don't you take one or two! Otherwise, I'm so stressed! ”

As Yue Buqun's only personal disciple at present, Wang Yu has become more and more aware of the sight around him, like a sharp sword, constantly comparing him.

Yue Buqun is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, the Huashan Sword Immortal, the Shaofu Jun, and the rumored immortal cultivator, he looks down on people, and no one dares to say something wrong if he doesn't accept his relatives.

But Wang Yu, how can you do it? Occupy this only lineage?

At this time, it is useless to compare family background.

Wang Shu's grandson, can he be compared to the contemporary King of Qin?

What's more, among the people who come to apprentice, there are many people from noble backgrounds, if you want to count the strength of the family, there are several stronger than Wang Yu, and the talents and character are also first-class, which is not worse than Wang Yu.

"Stressed?"

"If you're stressed, find yourself a junior brother!" Yue Buqun said.

Wang Yu's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Who?"

"And the person you look down on, Master?"

Yue Buqun said: "If it can't be done, you can find it for the teacher first." ”

"This person is called Wang Shouren, a native of Yuyao, Jiangnan, and he should be about twenty years old now."

Yes, Yue Buqun still has his eyes on Wang Yangming.

Ordinary geniuses, Yue Buqun looks down on them.

With Noah's potion in hand, for Yue Buqun, there is no mediocrity.

What he needs is a top talent with real vision, great wisdom and great perseverance.

It's not just apprentices who are needed.

He is also a fellow Taoist and a comrade-in-arms.

Perhaps 20-year-old Wang Yangming is still far from being able to bear the title of 'saint'.

And a person's success or failure is often related to his experience, and the sages who are born to know only exist in the mythical antiquity of legends.

However, how high a person's achievements can be, in fact, many years ago, should have been foreshadowed.

Twenty-year-old Wang Yangming should have begun to show his grandeur.

Late bloomers, after all, are in the minority.

"Okay, since you are someone that the master values, the disciple will definitely find it for you." Wang Yu said happily.

Find a junior brother, or a junior disciple specially named by the master... Isn't that the pressure shared?

As for why Yue Buqun hadn't seen Wang Shouren, he asked for this person by name.

What's so strange about that?

In the cognition of others, Yue Buqun, who can fly with a sword and make spells, is simply an immortal god, so what's so strange about being able to pinch it?

It's lively, and the day is over.

Many people stayed on top of Huashan, and of course many more people lived at the foot of the mountain.

The selection of the Slashing League is over, and Huashan's recruitment of disciples has also come to an end.

But there will always be people who don't give up, and they have to wait a little longer to see if there is a chance.

Therefore, Huashan is still lively, and it is very likely that this excitement will not end easily.

Early the next morning, Yue Buqun summoned the people of the Assassination Alliance to gather on the newly renovated terrace of Chaoyang Peak.

Leaning out of the cliff for more than ten meters, presenting a semi-circular terrace, in the morning fog, sometimes hidden.

The frost that hadn't melted last night was slippery and creaking under my feet.

The terrace has no railings, so if you don't stand on your feet, you can fall off a cliff at any time.

Such a design, if it is used to develop tourism, it must be sprayed on the hot search by netizens.

But it is just right to practice martial arts for the disciples.

Those who practice martial arts have the saying of 'stealing the sky'.

On the cliff, practicing martial arts in a steep place, or fighting with people to the death, it can be regarded as a 'stealing machine'.

In fact, it is to use people's fear of death and danger to concentrate their minds to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"Today is very special, because it is the first time to teach, so I am here to teach it myself!" Yue Buqun's gaze swept over everyone and spoke.

This group of people from the Slashing Alliance, although they are descendants, do not have to delay Yue Buqun too much time and pull too much energy.

With enough medicinal supplements, Yue Buqun was planning to retreat and open all the tricks that he had explored.

Maybe at that time, it is unknown whether it will be able to break through to the fourth energy realm.

"There's only one thing I want to teach you... Slash! ”

"How to fight with people, how to fight against people, I don't care about these things, I only care about you, how to cut tricks!" Yue Buqun didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the point.

Everyone listened quietly, even if there was a loss in their hearts, they would never show it at this time.

Yue Buqun's previous rounds of assessment had already eliminated the stupid shortage.

"Tell me, what is the first point of the trick?" Yue Buqun asked.

Someone immediately said: "It's internal strength!" Pure Yang or Zhiyang Internal Strength, or such as Shaolin Burning Wood Knife Technique, Dalun Temple Flame Knife, Kunlun Cold Ice Fire Palm and other martial arts with hot yang attributes. ”

Yue Buqun didn't answer when he heard this, and he didn't say anything.

"It's qi, as long as you can dig out the trick core, it doesn't matter if you don't have the internal force and martial arts of the flame and yang attributes. The important thing is to be able to break the armor, and it can really hurt the evil. Someone immediately filled in and said.

Yue Buqun still didn't answer.

Dongfang Bai said calmly: "I'm not afraid of tricks!" I heard that in the past, on Mount Tai, the same root flying head was not so strong, only because the Taishan faction was afraid and feared, which made this evil as strong as gods and demons, and when Yue Shi came, he killed his majesty with the sound of drums, suppressed his courage with the shadow of the gods, weakened his momentum, and cut it with a sword. ”

When Tianmen on the side heard this, he glared angrily at Dongfang Bai.

Hitting people does not slap people in the face, and exposing people does not expose shortcomings.

Even if Dongfang Bai is right, but at this time... Do you have to take the Taishan faction as a typical example?

"That's right!"

"If you want to hunt for tricks, you can't be afraid of tricks!"

"How can I not be afraid of tricks?"

"First of all, self-confidence, self-confidence is like slaughtering chickens, will you be afraid of a chicken that can be slaughtered at will?" Yue Buqun asked.

The crowd shook their heads.

It's just that it's easy to say.

The big guy is not Yue Buqun!

How to maintain absolute confidence in the face of all kinds of strange, huge and terrifying evils?

"Of course, at present, it is impossible for everyone to be absolutely confident in the face of treachery."

"So, we can look for other emotional alternatives."

"For example... Wrath! ”

(End of chapter)