Chapter Twenty-Three: I Want to Collect Disciples to Spread Divine Skills!

"Seniors want to accept Wuji as a disciple?"

This was something Zhang Sanfeng did not expect.

Of course, it's not that Wang Yue is not qualified, but he doesn't understand Wang Yue's sudden acceptance of his apprentices.

"It's just a registered disciple, whether he can become a personal disciple depends on his future achievements and wishes, after all, I still respect their choices for my own people. ”

Wang Yue and Zhang Sanfeng said as they walked, and slowly walked into Zixiao Palace.

In this regard, Zhang Sanfeng's expression was a little strange.

"I just didn't intend to see some of the martial arts of my predecessors, Jiuyang Divine Skill and Qiankun Great Movement are all integrated, and I have also cultivated to an extremely deep state. ”

Wang Yue glanced at Zhang Sanfeng, and it was not surprising that he could see it.

After watching it by himself, Jiuyang Shengong put it back in its original place. Presumably later Jueyuan also practiced unintentionally, and later a series of things that happened in Shaolin on Guo Xiang and He Zudao, I am afraid that they are also similar to the original, the inheritance of Jiuyang Divine Skills, Shaolin, Wudang and Emei each get a part, Zhang Sanfeng got the purest Jiuyang, plus since he was a child, he has practiced some Jiuyang basic skills under the guidance of Jueyuan, he is very familiar with it, but it is also a trivial matter to recognize it.

Zhang Sanfeng can recognize the martial arts of the great shift, and he must have seen this martial arts when he was young.

"Not bad. Zhang Zhenren should know that my Jiuyang is the complete version of Jiuyang, otherwise it is not enough for Wuji to get rid of the cold poison in his body. Wang Yue smiled.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes flashed and he nodded.

"The predecessors will move greatly, and they must have a lot to do with Mingjiao......

The current Zhang Sanfeng, for the insight of Mingjiao, is not as short-sighted as the rest of the sects, and there is not much resistance, although the righteous forces on the rivers and lakes call Mingjiao a demon religion, but with Zhang Sanfeng's opinion, he can still distinguish between black and white.

"Don't hide it from Zhang Zhenren, I am now temporarily appointed as the deputy head of the Ming Sect, as for the leader of the Ming Sect, Zhang Zhenren must also know that person. Speaking of this, Wang Yue showed an inexplicable smile.

"Yang Dingtian, I've met a few times, it's a genius......" Zhang Sanfeng said this, and his words changed, "But if the seniors deign to the deputy sect leader, I'm afraid it's not possible." ”

"Zhang Zhenren said well, Yang Dingtian has long since died, but the current leader of the Ming Sect is beyond Zhang Zhenren's imagination. Wang Yue still smiled inexplicably, "If there is a chance in the future, Zhang Zhenren can meet him." ”

Unconsciously, the two of them had already stepped into the Zixiao Palace.

"The predecessors accepted Wuji as a registered disciple, as long as he agreed, Poor Dao did not object. Zhang Sanfeng pulled back the topic. "But I can't let him enter the Ming Sect, I have to practice in my Wudang. ”

Wang Yue pondered for a moment and said, "No problem, I only teach him a few martial arts now, and it would be better to have Zhang Zhenren teach him." ”

It is not denied that if Zhang Sanfeng is willing to personally teach Zhang Wuji for more than ten years, his achievements will not be lower than those in the original book. At that time, it will be much easier to take over on your own.

In the final analysis, Wang Yue still has careful thoughts. With Zhang Sanfeng, the great master of Wudang, wouldn't it be a waste if he didn't take advantage of it.

At this moment, in Zixiao Palace, the Wudang Seven Heroes are all there, as well as the people and horses of the Emei faction, seeing Wang Yue and Zhang Sanfeng coming in together, Wang Yue is still holding a dragon slaying knife in his hand, and everyone knows in their hearts that this battle has been a failure.

looked at Wang Yue's eyes, all with a touch of respect and curiosity.

"How is Zhang Wuji?" Wang Yue asked.

Zhang Cuishan put Zhang Wuji on a large futon, and saw that he seemed to be extremely tired and had already fallen asleep.

"He's already asleep. Zhang Cuishan said.

After Wang Yue came in, he only cared about talking to Wudang Seven Heroes and Zhang Sanfeng, and the people from the Emei faction automatically hung aside, not wanting to deal with it.

They must also know that it is not interesting, although the matter has not been resolved, but people from all walks of life have gone down the mountain, and what can their people do.

"Zhang Zhenren, it seems that your faction still has a lot of things to deal with, so the juniors won't bother much, so I will leave first. Master Jingxu immediately bowed his hand.

Zhang Sanfeng also said with a smile: "It's okay, thank you for going back on my behalf, the head of your faction, Yuanqiao, and sending you to Emei." ”

Subsequently, Song Yuanqiao moved to welcome the people of the Emei faction out of the Wudang faction, and rushed back after a short time.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang gathered, Wang Yue looked at them, and compared to the Quanzhen Seven Sons, it was undoubtedly much better.

It is not how strong the martial arts are, but the temperament, character, etc., are undoubtedly a lot better, and Zhang Sanfeng's standard for choosing apprentices is still very high.

Although Wang Yue was a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect and had also been the head of the sect, the gap was still obvious.

"Seven of you, meet this senior quickly. Zhang Sanfeng's words interrupted Wang Yue's thoughts.

"I've seen my seniors!"

The Seven Heroes of Wudang all bowed to Wang Yue and said in unison.

"This ......" Wang Yue was not used to this kind of scene, turned his head to look at Zhang Sanfeng, and saw that he was also arching his hand towards Wang Yue, with a smile on his face, Wang Yue felt quite helpless.

"You told them about me?"

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled, "I said part of it, I have said all the deeds of those predecessors I know." ”

Then he sighed: "The predecessors are indeed gods, and their appearance has not changed at all in the past hundred years, and their martial arts have become more and more unfathomable, could it be that there is really an immortal art in this world?"

"But you think highly of me. The art of immortality does exist, but I haven't seen it yet, and as for my appearance, it's an accident. Wang Yue smiled.

Since receiving the land order, Wang Yue has found that his appearance has gradually fixed in a range, and will not change too much.

The art of immortality, with Wang Yue's current strength, is untouchable, unless he can contact the realm of the Broken Void, then I am afraid that he will have the opportunity to see it.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

A dreamy voice came out, but it was Zhang Wuji's voice.

He woke up, got up, and looked at the many people present, a little timid.

At this time, he was less than ten years old, and he lived on the uninhabited Ice and Fire Island all the year round, and he was always a little resistant to seeing so many people.

Wang Yue stepped forward, squatted down, touched his head and said, "Your name is Zhang Wuji, isn't it?"

Zhang Wuji looked at him, then at Zhang Cuishan, and nodded: "Yes." ”

Wang Yue couldn't help but smile, he was really innocent.

"Do you feel a little cold in your body? ”

Zhang Wuji seemed to really feel it and nodded.

"I remember being slapped by an old man, my body was very cold, and now it is much warmer. ”

"Then do you want to learn martial arts from me, so that you are not afraid of the cold. ”

Wang Yue felt like a strange man, and he had the feeling of coaxing a child.

Zhang Wuji thought about it, and then looked at Zhang Cuishan and the others, as if asking for their opinions.

He can see that his father and these father's brothers have a good relationship with this person, and they should not be bad people.

"My stepfather said that if you learn other people's martial arts, you have to worship someone else as a master, is that true?" Zhang Wuji asked.

"Yes. Wang Yue smiled and said: "You can be my registered disciple, I will pass on your martial arts, you can not go with me, stay in Wudang to study, I will come to see you when I have time." ”

Zhang Wuji tilted his head and pondered for a while, then nodded, "Okay." ”

Wang Yue patted him on the shoulder and smiled with satisfaction.