Feng Yang looked at the young man in front of him and frowned slightly, with his heart, he was reluctant to tell a fourteen-year-old boy about his affairs, even if this person might become his enlightenment apprentice.

But as long as his gaze fell on the face of this blank young man, there was always a feeling that he had to be told. The calmness and sophistication of the young man in front of him seemed to make him face not a fourteen-year-old boy, but an adult like himself.

"A certain disciple of Qingcheng just left Qingcheng Mountain five years ago!"

After a long silence, Feng Yang finally spoke slowly and told about himself.

It turns out that the head of the Zhenwu Dojo has a total of three sources!

The first is the martial arts master trained by the martial arts hall itself, these people were originally martial arts students of the martial arts hall, and their studies were very outstanding, but they couldn't meet the standards for joining the Qingcheng faction, and after graduation, they were retained by the martial arts hall owner and became the head of the martial arts hall.

For example: Wang Qing, who competed with Feng Yang for the position of the hall master, was the martial arts master sect trained by the martial arts hall itself.

The second type is the martial arts hall recruited from the outside world, these people come from all over the world, and their net worth is not necessarily innocent, but their martial arts are quite outstanding, and they are willing to live a stable life in the second half of their lives, and no longer do illegal things, which is equivalent to being recruited by the Zhenwu Dojo.

These people belong to the guest qing, and the status and treatment given by the martial arts hall are good, but they can't become the hall master candidate of the Zhenwu Dojo.

The last type is people like Feng Yang, who had originally joined the Qingcheng faction, but later lost the hope of entering the realm and even the innate powerhouse. He didn't want to waste his time on the mountain, so he went down the mountain to marry a wife and have children, start a family, and start a worldly life.

As a martial arts master of the Zhenwu Dojo, Feng Yang is equal to a famous university professor in Bai Ya's previous life, his status and life are quite superior, and he is currently qualified to compete for the principal.

It's just that Feng Yang's weakness in the Zhenwu Dojo is also obvious, and his qualifications are too shallow. After all, he has only taught in the martial arts hall for five years, not to mention Wang Qing, who lived in the martial arts hall when he was a teenager, even most of the other martial artists are more qualified than him.

Although the old pavilion owner Converse is very optimistic about him and does not favor his son-in-law Wang Qing, Feng Yang's shallow qualifications are there, if he can't convince the public, Concord will not forcibly promote him to the next generation of pavilion owners.

As for the Qingcheng faction, as long as the Zhenwu Dojo does not produce a big basket and the quality of the martial arts does not drop significantly every year, they will not interfere in the affairs of the martial arts hall.

In this case, if Feng Yang wants to win the competition for the hall owner, he has only one way. That is to let his apprentice fight for himself, in short, it is to see who he and Wang Qing teach the stronger martial apprentice.

This is also the main reason why Feng Yang invited himself to teach the children's class. If he and Wang Qing both teach the adult class, then the results are similar, and Wang Qing can also win with qualifications. But if one person teaches a children's class and another person teaches an adult class, and the results are similar, the results will be completely different.

The martial disciples of the adult class are all in the Zhenwu Dojo, but even if the head of each class does not compete for the hall master, they will compete for the martial disciples with excellent quality, so the quality of the martial disciples of each class will be similar, and there will be no key classes or non-key classes.

In particular, the practice of martial arts is different from the study of literature, each head and martial arts student has his own aspects of expertise, some are good at swords, some are prominent in fists and feet, and some are responsible for hard skills.

Moreover, the energy of each sect leader is limited, and even if they organize a key class, they will not be able to open a small stove for each martial artist, so the best among the martial arts must be evenly distributed to each class according to their characteristics.

However, the martial arts foundation of the adult class is good, and there will inevitably be a few people who rise to the top every year, and even be admitted to Qingcheng Xianmen. And the teaching of the children's class without any foundation is very stressful. It is true that a blank sheet of paper is better to draw, but not every artist can draw a masterpiece on a blank sheet of paper.

The old hall owner of the Zhenwu Dojo, Converse, is already old, but he should be able to last for five or six years, so the battle between Feng Yang and Wang Qing for the hall owner is actually decided by the martial arts students who entered the martial arts hall this year, because the freshman class in the next few years will not be led by them.

In the face of challenges, warriors do not have the same honey-bellied swords and two-sided swords as scribes. Wang Qing and Feng Yang have already pulled the horses and fought head-on in this session. Just like their dispute on the gatehouse, although Feng Yang won first, the old hall owner's next arrangement was the most important.

Bai Ya, who was supported by Feng Yang, was placed in the Ruzi class, and the three people defeated by Bai Ya were all assigned to Wang Qing.

Isn't Wang Qing optimistic about the physical fitness of Yueren Wusu and thinks that he has the potential to catch up?

Well, here you go!

A few years later, as long as Wusu, or the other two losers, Yiling Cheng Buzhi and Jiangyang Chen Mu, can defeat Baiya, it naturally shows that Wang Qing is better than Feng Yang, and there will be no suspense in the battle for the owner of the pavilion.

If a few years later, Baiya can still win, and the results of the worse foundation of the children's class are also good. That is, Feng Yang taught better than Wang Qing, and Wang Qing would also lose convincingly.

Wang Qing and Feng Yang have no objection to this arrangement, which can also be seen from the old hall owner Converse's old and spicy methods.

I see! Bai Ya suddenly looked at Feng Yang with a different gaze, and secretly made a decision in his heart.

He originally thought that Feng Yang would scold him or give him a perfunctory reason. didn't expect that the middle-aged martial artist in front of him would unexpectedly reveal the dispute between himself and Wang Qing's pavilion owner without any gaps.

In this way, if he delayed any longer, it seemed a little too contrived.

"The imam is down, and the boy is willing to be the imagin's apprentice......"

"Okay, good!" Feng Yang was overjoyed, thought about it, and handed the tea bowl that he had drunk most of the time in his hand to Bai Ya, and asked him to worship the tea master.

Bai Ya knelt down and kowtowed, and handed back the tea bowl he was holding to Feng Yang, even if he had completed the apprenticeship. After all, they are just worshipping the master, and the two are martial artists, so there is no need to stick to so many mundane etiquette.

"Since you have become Feng's apprentice, you can call him Mr. in the future, and you don't need to be called Imam. Feng Yang happily stroked his long beard under his chin, stood up and greeted, "Let's go, you go pack up and go to live at home with so-and-so!"

Bai Ya is also very happy, at least he doesn't have to sleep with the little boys in the martial arts hall now.

Feng Yang's family house is next to the Feng Clan's Martial Arts Pavilion, which is a small mansion with three entrances. According to Feng Yang's own introduction, the mansion in Haocheng is only a temporary residence, and in Chengdu City, he also has a five-entry mansion, which is an inheritance given by Zhenwu Dojo.

It's just that he has to take a class with his children in the next few years, and he must live in Haocheng for a long time. The mansion over there had just been rented to a wealthy merchant from other places, and the annual rent was thirty gold, which showed the wealthy life of the dojo martial artist.

Feng Yang does not have many family members in the house, one wife and one concubine, and his wife Du is the daughter of a counselor in Shu. Although she is not a concubine, she is also from a scholarly family, which makes Bai Ya feel surprised again by the secular status of martial artists in this world.

The concubine, Feng Yang didn't say much, and Bai Ya didn't ask.

Feng Yang also has a twelve-year-old only daughter, Feng Yan, who was born from the Du family. Perhaps because of her father's influence, Feng Yanzheng pestered her mother and wanted to go to the children's class, which made Du, who had received the education of her husband and son and husband as her wife since she was a child, feel helpless.

In addition, there were several maids and servants in the house who served Feng Yang's wife and concubine. The last one is Feng Yang's righteous son Lin Mu, that is, the boy who became the head of the children's class with Bai Ya just now.

Seeing Bai Ya come back with his father-in-law, Lin Mu was quite surprised, a pair of eyes were always fixed on Bai Ya, and his jealousy and xenophobia were overflowing.

However, Bai Ya didn't care about this, and the children's desire for their parents was very strong. In his previous life, there were not too many examples of those only children who cried, made trouble, and hanged themselves in order to prevent their parents from having a second child.

"Lady, Bai Ya is an apprentice who just received today, and he will live with us in the future!" Feng Yang entered the mansion, then invited everyone to his study and introduced Bai Ya to everyone.

"Congratulations to you...... Bai Ya, if you can't find your husband in the future, let the housekeeper come to the inner house to find a concubine!" Du smiled and owed to Bai Ya, and was helped back to the room by the maid.

Bai Ya is just Feng Yang's apprentice, if there is no major event, it is destined to have little intersection with the inner house, but there is no need to be polite. Everyone in the house greeted Bai Ya and left the study one after another.

"Yan'er, why are you still here?" Feng Yang grimaced, looking at a girl hiding in the corner of the study angrily.

Bai Ya looked down, only to see the girl's goose egg face, combing the flying fairy bun, a pair of big eyes bright and smart, and poking out her little head from the screen behind the case, looking like a sneaky little mouse.

Seeing that her father noticed her, Feng Yan rolled her eyes, lowered her head, and pretended to walk up to Feng Yang honestly.

"Daddy, Xiao Yan also wants to go to the Ruzi class to practice martial arts!"

When Feng Yang heard this, he immediately stroked his head with a headache. He knew that his wife Du didn't want his daughter to practice martial arts, and although he himself was a martial artist, he didn't want to let his daughter practice martial arts.

The reason is very simple, it doesn't matter if a man doesn't have too high a level of achievement in martial arts, it's still easy to find a job in the world. But women are different, and there are not so many female generals, female dart heads, and female patrols in this world.

A big family would raise a few female guards, but with Feng Yang's family background, would he let his daughter be a female guard for others?

But it's not okay to refuse Feng Yan in one bite, this girl is eccentric, if she gets naughty, don't talk about the inner house in the future, even the widow's class won't think about peace.

"Sir, it's better to let Xiao Yan stand with me for a few days first!" Just when Feng Yang was worried, Bai Ya's flat voice came from front of him.

"Oh?" Feng Yang looked at the apprentice he had just accepted today, his eyes couldn't help but light up, he nodded, and turned to look at his daughter, "Xiao Yan, are you willing to let Bai Ya teach you horse steps first?"

"That'...... Okay!" Feng Yan rolled her eyes, looked at her father, and then at Bai Ya, and saw that the two didn't seem to be conspiring to deceive her, and finally smiled.

"Then go back and rest at once. Remember to get up tomorrow on the fifth watch, if you can't get up, you won't mention the matter of practicing martial arts again!" Feng Yang touched his long hair and said solemnly.

Seeing Feng Yan jumping out of the room, Feng Yang suddenly smiled tacitly at Bai Ya.

Feng Yang was concerned about it just now, but now that he thinks about it, how can martial arts be practiced if he wants to. Feng Yan has been pampered for more than ten years, and she has no physical foundation, and when she stands for a few days, she will probably know the taste.

"Mu'er, you should also go and rest!" After sending Feng Yan away, Feng Yang looked at the other teenager in the room.

"Father-in-law, I ...... I want to get started too!" Lin Mu lowered his head and said softly.

The entry point he said was to become Feng Yang's apprentice like Bai Ya, not as a martial artist in the Ruzi class.

Feng Yang frowned slightly, didn't speak for a while, just looked at the stubborn look on Lin Mu's face, and suddenly sighed secretly. knew that the young man was stimulated by the white cliff and didn't want to be left behind.

"Well, now that you've made your choice......"

Feng Yang's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and then he handed the tea bowl on the table to Bai Ya. Different from when he accepted Baiya, since he had a senior brother, the tea bowl had to be transferred from Baiya to Lin Mu.

"You can't call your father-in-law before you leave the Qi Realm, you can call Mr. together with Bai Ya!" Feng Yang took a sip of tea and instructed indifferently.

"Yes, righteousness...... Sir!" Lin Mu was overjoyed, turned to look at the white cliff standing quietly on the side, and whispered a little unwillingly, "Senior brother!"