"Gangster boss, your ambitions are not small!" Zhang Huban quipped.

"Let the master laugh. Tang Xiaoming's face turned even redder.

"However, if you want to be a gangster boss like Lin Wenchong, in addition to having good skills, you must also have a good head!"

"I'm just thinking about it!" Tang Xiaoming saw that Zhang Huban really analyzed his ideals, and hurriedly explained.

"How can you be a man without ambition, since you have this ambition, you must work hard for it, how can you give up easily!" Zhang Huban's tone was slightly blamed. Although the eight characters have not been skimmed yet, Zhang Huban has almost equated Tang Xiaoming with his second apprentice, although this ambition is biased, but now he can't take care of a lot, the underworld is the underworld, as long as he is willing to work hard, there is nothing wrong with it. I didn't expect him to take his ambition seriously at all, and I couldn't help but be a little annoyed. The path of cultivation is long and long, and it requires firm perseverance more than ordinary mundane things, and thinking about the achievements of Zhang Huban to enter the infant period at the age of 100, how much hardship he endured in the middle, and how much loneliness he endured, this is by no means an easy path to achieve. If Tang Xiaoming only has an innate spirit body, but has no perseverance, such an apprentice Zhang Huban will not accept it.

Zhang Huban's slightly stern words reached Tang Xiaoming's ears, like a sharp sword, which scared him into a cold sweat. Yes, although I have always said that I want to be a gang boss, I don't seem to have taken this ambition seriously in my heart, and I have never worked hard for it. In other words, his ambition to be a "gangster boss" has never seemed to be just a slogan, and what is even more ridiculous is that he even shouted this slogan in front of the master, thinking of this, Tang Xiaoming began to feel ashamed in his heart.

"Thank you for the master's lesson, from today Xiao Ming will start all over again. Tang Xiaoming said firmly, it seemed that he was so excited by Zhang Huban, and the arrogance in his heart returned.

"Hmm" Zhang Huban nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes.

"If you want to mix with the underworld, you can't do it without good skills, stretch out your hand, and I'll see how your physical condition is?" Zhang Huban said with a smile.

Tang Xiaoming stretched out his hand in front of Zhang Huban with confusion. Zhang Huban put his finger on Tang Xiaoming's wrist, and a true yuan force mixed with Zhang Huban's divine sense slowly flowed through his whole body along Tang Xiaoming's eight veins. As soon as Zhenyuan Li entered Tang Xiaoming's meridians, Tang Xiaoming suddenly felt warm all over his body, indescribably comfortable, and his face showed an extremely comfortable expression. But Zhang Huban's expression was the opposite, and the more he probed, the more frowning his brows became. For Tang Xiaoming's body, Zhang Huban himself already has a certain consideration, Hong Kong is a place where the natural aura is lacking and turbid, even with Tang Xiaoming's innate spirit body, it is difficult to maintain a good quality, but I didn't expect it to be so bad, the meridians are atrophied, the dantian is empty, not much better than ordinary people, no wonder even a few gangsters in the bar just now can't fight. It is estimated that this Tang Xiaoming's ordinary life must be irregular, and it is possible that he may be called indulgent in wine.

Since he had made up his mind to accept Tang Xiaoming as an apprentice, Zhang Huban certainly did not allow him to be so wasted. So his face sank, and he said sharply: "Look at yourself, you indulge in lust at a young age, and you don't seek to be motivated, how can you have the capital to be a gang boss!"

Zhang Huban's rebuke used supreme mana, and it was suddenly like a giant bell hitting Tang Xiaoming's heart, and he was drenched in cold sweat, and all kinds of absurd and extravagant lives in the past came to his mind one by one, and he was ashamed in his heart.

Zhang Huban observed Tang Xiaoming's expression, knowing that he already had remorse, and he couldn't bear to reprimand too much, his voice softened slightly, and said, "Come and sit cross-legged and gather your mind!"

Tang Xiaoming didn't know what this move meant, but now Zhang Hu's words were holy decrees, so he hurriedly and obediently left his seat and crossed his knees on the ground. Suddenly, I felt a warm current that was a hundred times more powerful than just now poured into my body from the top of my head, and then circulated in my body in a certain direction, and finally converged in the dantian, and I couldn't say how comfortable I was. Although it was the first time Tang Xiaoming had come into contact with such a wonderful thing, he suddenly realized in his heart, knowing that this was probably the internal skill written in martial arts novels, and he couldn't help but feel ecstasy. After today's incident, he should be able to become a legendary martial arts master, this is simply a strange encounter in the world. However, he still underestimated the wonderful thing that happened to him, it was definitely not comparable to internal strength, this was an authentic Taoist cultivation method.

After feeling that this warm current had been circulating in his body for several weeks, Zhang Huban's voice came again: "Just follow the route of this air current, and try to slowly direct and run this air flow." "At this time, it can reflect the important role of the innate spirit, although Tang Xiaoming used to be mixed in the ** all day long, but his comprehension of that air flow was still much higher than ordinary people, in the past, it was because of the lack of a leader, so he has been wasting such innate conditions. Now that Zhang Huban had opened a window to another world for him, he suddenly woke up like a dream, and his thoughts were surging, and he hurriedly followed the route guided by Zhang Huban and operated the air flow in his body on his own.

Seeing that Tang Xiaoming had already begun to enter the state, Zhang Huban withdrew his hands, and then personally arranged a small Five Elements Spirit Gathering Array for Tang Xiaoming. The power of the five elements surged towards Tang Xiaoming from all directions, and was slowly sucked into his body.

"Tsk, the absorption speed of the aura of a person with an innate spirit body is really unusual, this is the mortal realm, and the speed of absorption can already be compared to the master of the innate realm, if it is already said, it is estimated that he will soon become a real master of cultivation. Looking at Tang Xiaoming, who had just learned to absorb and exhale and collect the aura of heaven and earth, he had already behaved so extraordinary, and Zhang Huban's eyes were radiant.

After arranging everything for Tang Xiaoming, Zhang Huban returned to his room, arranged a Big Dipper Seven Star Array for himself, and cultivated by himself.

Early in the morning, Zhang Huban, who had finished his cultivation, returned to the balcony again, and found that Tang Xiaoming was still sitting cross-legged on the balcony, with a faint white mist rising above his head, and his face was even more ruddy. I was surprised again in my heart, the innate Lingtian was really extraordinary, he could enter the meditation for four or five hours just after learning to enter the meditation, and looking at his appearance, it seemed that he had broken through the second pulse of Ren Du and became a real martial arts master. For Tang Xiaoming, Zhang Huban didn't plan to rely too much on his own ability to help him improve his skills, because Tang Xiaoming's talent was destined for him to be able to receive cultivation results faster than others, if he gave him additional acceleration, he was afraid that Tang Xiaoming's foundation would be unstable and not conducive to future development, so Zhang Huban just passed on Tang Xiaoming's cultivation method, leaving a little bit of true yuan power in his body. I didn't expect him to rely on the little true yuan power he left for him, and he broke through the second vein of Ren Du, it seems that the future development of this son is limitless.

The body is extremely comfortable and the warm current is running slowly, and the outside is bathed in the sunshine of the rising sun, Tang Xiaoming feels that the whole person is fluttering, as if he is about to drift away with the wind. The sound of the breeze blowing on your face, and the sound of car wheels scraping against the street in the distance are all clearly discernible. Tang Xiaoming took a deep breath and put all the warm currents in his body into the dantian, and the dantian was suddenly full. Slowly opening his eyes, two rays of light flashed from Tang Xiaoming's eyes. Tang Xiaoming looked at the different and wonderful world in front of him in amazement, it was a wonderful feeling that could not be described in words, and he could even clearly see a beautiful woman writhing in a high-rise apartment in the distance, this kind of seductive performance had only been witnessed by himself with a high-power telescope before. After sitting cross-legged for four or five hours, although his joints were a little sore, when Tang Xiaoming got up, he could clearly feel that he was as light as a swallow, and his body was full of strength.

"Wake up!" A voice came, although the voice was not loud, and it seemed to be very gentle, but for Tang Xiaoming, it was not inferior to the earth-shattering thunder, and hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that the mysterious master was standing in front of the railing not far away, looking into the distance, the whole person could not say the elegance, it seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth, and it was like a towering mountain that could not be looked up.

Tang Xiaoming's heart couldn't help but tremble, his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Zhang Huban, and finally understood why underworld giants like Lin Wenchong and others should also respect Zhang Huban and call him a master, and at the same time, he also understood why Lin Wenchong and the others looked at him with envy without exception, because they had only been with Zhang Huban for such a short time. I have already judged two people.

Cautiously walked towards Zhang Huban, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said, "Please take me as an apprentice!" If everything was just speculation before this, then now Tang Xiaoming has finally experienced the magic of Zhang Lakeside, in this world, he can transform a person so dramatically in such a short period of time, in his Tang Xiaoming's more than 20 years of life experience, there is only one Zhang Lakeside, of course he refuses to let go of this golden opportunity.

Zhang Huban didn't speak, his eyes still quietly looking into the distance. Seeing that Zhang Huban didn't say anything, Tang Xiaoming didn't dare to make any moves, and still knelt on the ground in a proper manner.

Halfway through, Zhang Huban slowly turned around, stared at Tang Xiaoming who was kneeling on the ground, and thought to himself. Originally, he was ready to accept Tang Xiaoming as an apprentice, but he didn't open his mouth just now because of his identity, and now that he opened his mouth to plead, he should also accept him with the tide. However, this kid is used to wandering in the world, and his surname is wild, so I am afraid that he will make great progress in the future, be arrogant and unruly, and it will be troublesome for the world. Thinking of this, Zhang Huban's face suddenly turned cold, and the monstrous momentum pressed against Tang Xiaoming from Zhang Huban's body. Although Tang Xiaoming has been reborn now, he is still overwhelmed by this momentum, and the whole person is trembling, and he doesn't know why the master suddenly became powerful, and a majestic voice like a god sounded in his ears: "It's not impossible to accept you as an apprentice, but once you enter the master's door, you can't betray the teachers for life, you can't violate the rules and regulations of the master, if you betray the teacher, violate the rules and regulations of the master, I will not spare it, even if you are thousands of miles away, you will be arrested and severely punished, you can hear clearly!"

For Tang Xiaoming, the most important thing is the first sentence, which shows that Zhang Huban agreed, and he really worshiped the master. A gangster at the bottom of society can win this honor, what else does Tang Xiaoming have that he can't do, not to mention that Zhang Huban's request is not too much. Tang Xiaoming immediately kowtowed and said: "I, Tang Xiaoming, swear to the sky, never betray the master, do not violate the rules and regulations of the master, if you violate the oath today, people and gods will be punished, and the sky will thunder!"

Seeing that Tang Xiaoming's words were sincere, Zhang Huban put away his momentum, waved his hand, and said, "Get up!"

As soon as Zhang Huban's momentum was closed, Tang Xiaoming suddenly felt relieved, but the cold sweat behind his back was still reminding him of the horror at that moment just now, and he stood behind Zhang Huban with his hands tied up in a proper manner.

"Master, what's the name of our sect?" Tang Xiaoming asked in a low voice.

"Well, our sect is called Wudang!" Zhang Huban said proudly, although Wudang is still only a small sect in the cultivation world, but Zhang Huban is deeply proud of himself as a disciple of Wudang, and he is confident that he will carry forward the Wudang sect in the future.

"Wudang!!" Tang Xiaoming exclaimed, it is estimated that there are few people in China who do not know this name, and Tang Xiaoming is certainly no exception. However, he has always thought that the legend of Wudang is just infinitely amplified by the world and misled by martial arts novels, like most people, and has never thought that Wudang is really as magical as described in the novel. Now that the facts are in front of him, he can't be disbelieved, not only that, but in Tang Xiaoming's opinion, the power shown by Zhang Huban seems to be more magical than what is written in martial arts novels.

"Master, are you talking about the Wudang founded by Zhang Sanfeng?" Tang Xiaoming carefully verified, don't come to the time when the master said that this Wudang is not the other Wudang, then it will be a joke.

"Presumptuous, how can you call the name of the ancestor casually!" Zhang Huban couldn't help but be angry when he heard Tang Xiaoming call Zhang Sanfeng's name directly.

In the past, Zhang Sanfeng was just a fictional character for Tang Xiaoming, so it was really common to call him by name, but he didn't expect to inadvertently provoke the master to be angry, and Tang Xiaoming was shocked. I finally worshipped this cow man as a master, but don't blow it like this, and the majestic face of Zhang Huban made Tang Xiaoming also frightened, and hurriedly knelt down with weak legs, and begged: "The apprentice doesn't know how to offend the name of the ancestor, please calm the master's anger!"

When Zhang Huban heard Tang Xiaoming say, he also secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, this Tang Xiaoming is a secular person after all, and he didn't make it clear at the beginning, so it's no wonder that he is.

"Get up! I can't blame you for this, but you have to remember that Zhang Zhenren is your grandfather, and you can't be slack off in your title!"

Hearing Zhang Huban say this, Tang Xiaoming stood up nervously, but he couldn't come back to his senses in his head, hasn't Zhang Sanfeng been dead for hundreds of years, if he is his own ancestor, then isn't it the master's master, but how can the master worship Zhang Sanfeng as a teacher?

"Master, is that Zhang Zhenren really the disciple's ancestor?" Tang Xiaoming asked cautiously.

"That's fake!" Zhang Huban angrily gave Tang Xiaoming a headshot.

"But, didn't Zhang Zhenren go west hundreds of years ago?" This time Tang Xiaoming was obedient, and he didn't dare to say the word "death" anyway, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally came up with the word "driving the crane west" from a few pitiful idioms in his head, and it was really difficult for this little gangster.

"Who said that Master, his old man drove to the west hundreds of years ago?" Zhang Huban gave Tang Xiaoming another headshot. "He just shattered the void a few years ago and flew away!" Zhang Huban couldn't help but hesitate when he thought of Zhang Sanfeng.

"What a few years ago, how old was he?" When he asked this question, Tang Xiaoming suddenly remembered something, stared at Zhang Huban like a ghost, and said, "Master, how old are you this year?"

"As a teacher, he is one hundred and one years old this year!" Zhang Huban said lightly.

"What?" Tang Xiaoming finally rolled his eyes this time, and muttered, "How is this possible, how is this possible!"

After chattering for a long time, Tang Xiaoming suddenly came back to his senses, laughed happily, and for the first time pulled Zhang Huban's arm and asked, "Master, then you are an immortal? I can live like you in the next hundred years?"

If you change a person, it is estimated that you can only enter the realm of "qi" when you are 100 years old, and your face will still be old. It's just that like Tang Xiaoming, who has an innate spirit and has his own teachings, it is difficult to stay in the realm of "qi" after a hundred years, and it is very likely that he will enter the Yuanying at the age of a hundred years like himself, if he adds his superb alchemy and array techniques, it is estimated that it is not impossible to enter the distraction period, so Zhang Huban nodded.

Oh my God! Is this true? I, Tang Xiaoming, will one day be immortal like a god! Tang Xiaoming's heart could not stop beating violently, and his admiration for Zhang Huban could not be described in words. It wasn't until a gorgeous and super-first-class beauty looked at him in surprise at the door that Tang Xiaoming began to regain his senses, but a new fantasy began in his heart, no, could it be that my ancestor Tang Xiaoming finally appeared, just worshiped a fairy-like master, and was about to start an affair with a fairy-like beauty. However, at the beginning of the conjecture with the beauty, Zhang Huban's words immediately flashed through his mind, his face changed abruptly, and he hurriedly asked Zhang Huban: "Master, there is no rule in the door rules that you are not close to women!"

"Accurate!" Zhang Huban's words were like a natural sound, which made Tang Xiaoming feel like a spring breeze, and his whole body was very comfortable. Thinking about the footsteps, I couldn't help but move towards the super beauty at the door.

(To be continued)