Chapter 10: The Great Contest is Coming
Zhao Zhijing had already thought of his words on the way here, and when he heard Ma Yu's inquiry, he replied with some trepidation: "Uncle Yu, when this internal skill is practiced, it is very easy to fall into danger, so the disciple ordered Yang Guo to practice the internal strength according to the song first, and only after the internal strength has improved, will the various martial arts be taught one by one." ”
Ma Yu frowned when he heard this, and asked with some surprise, "You haven't passed on any martial arts yet?"
Zhao Zhijing's face was a little embarrassed, and he replied: "The disciple has already made arrangements for Yang Guo to practice martial arts in the past few days, but he hasn't had time to report to you, uncle. ”
Ma Yu was noncommittal and said: "You are worried that if you want to hurry, you will not be able to reach it, and your intentions are good." In an instant, his face was serious, and he said: "But don't be too cautious, martial arts is different from cultivation, when you are brave and diligent, there is no fear of thought, if you have not practiced but have lost their courage first, how can you continue to move forward?"
This internal martial arts and external martial arts such as palm and sword moves can be practiced on the same day, and there are many martial arts taught by Quanzhen, including fists and feet, swords, hidden weapons, and light skills.
If the disciples in the sect had achieved internal skills before they began to practice all kinds of martial arts, without the assistance of external skills, relying on the internal skills of the Quanzhen Sect that had entered the realm slowly, the Quanzhen Sect would have been exterminated many times.
Ma Yu has often instructed Yang Guo in the practice of internal skills for more than a month, and naturally knows Yang Guo's progress.
Zhao Zhijing saw that Ma Yu seemed to be dissatisfied, and couldn't help but be a little flustered, and apologized: "What the master taught me is that the disciple will definitely change. ”
The reason why Zhao Zhijing is so obedient to Ma Yu is not because of complete fear.
Ma Yu is a gentle person, even if a disciple makes a mistake, he only angrily reprimands a few words. Even the last time he punished Lu Qingdu, it was only thunder and rain, knowing that Zhao Zhijing was Lu Qingdu's master, and finally handed over the right of punishment to Zhao Zhijing. Can this left hand fight right hand?
That's why Zhao Zhijing has this attitude, there is another reason.
The seventh son of Quanzhen is very old, and once he drives the crane immortal, this position of head of the sect will be vacant. There are 3,000 Taoist temples and 80,000 disciples in the world, all of whom are headed by Quanzhen, and this power and honor has made Zhao Zhijing's ambition already secretly breed.
But Yin Zhiping is the chief disciple of the third generation, according to the etiquette and canons, after the seventh son vacantes, he will be passed on to take over the position of head of the sect.
In terms of martial arts, Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping are similar, but Zhao Zhijing is slightly superior; in terms of seniority, Yin Zhiping is the first disciple of Qiu Chuji, and Zhao Zhijing is also the eldest disciple of Wang Chuyi; in terms of ability, although Yin Zhiping has handled many affairs in the sect, Zhao Zhijing also shoulders a lot of heavy responsibilities.
Martial arts, qualifications and abilities, Zhao Zhijing is not lacking, the only thing he lacks is prestige.
Yin Zhiping treats people kindly, communicates with sincerity, and handles matters big and small fairly, which is quite popular among the third and fourth generations of disciples.
In contrast, Zhao Zhijing is much worse, not only narrow-minded, selfish, but also casual in treating his apprentices. Those who can become his confidants are either able to do what he likes, or they are good at sneaking around and slapping horses.
This is true for his own apprentices, and it is no better for other fellow disciples, but because of Zhao Zhijing's identity, most of the disciples dare to be angry and dare not speak, so they have to swallow their anger.
Zhao Zhijing also knew that there were many fellow disciples who were dissatisfied with him, so he wanted to behave well in front of the six sons of Quanzhen, hoping to get the approval of the six sons.
Ma Yu saw that Zhao Zhijing admitted his mistake and was sincere, so he didn't want to blame more, waved his hand and ordered the two to retreat, and when the two of them were far away, he said to himself: "Zhijing, this kid has some omissions, it's been more than a month, and he hasn't started to teach boxing and sword skills, isn't it a waste of time?"
After this incident, although Zhao Zhijing still didn't know that he had been deceived by Yang Guo, he saw that the master in charge was very interested in Yang Guo, but he really didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and took the time to pass on Yang Guo's set of palm techniques, and thought: "Little bastard, I don't want to teach you the method of internal cultivation, what can you do if this palm method is passed on to you? Without internal force, this palm is useless even if it is learned, and when you are against someone, how much attack power can you have?"
By the time Yang Guo practiced a set of introductory palm techniques, more than ten days had passed, and Zhao Zhijing brought Yang over to see Ma Yu for the third time.
This time, Ma Yu saw that Yang Guo played a set of palm techniques very smoothly and naturally, and finally smiled and praised Zhao Zhijing, which made the latter feel very proud.
At the end of summer, the autumn wind rises, the frost leaves fall, winter comes again, and in a blink of an eye, the time has reached the wax moon.
Yang Guoqu estimated that nearly half a year had passed since he came to this world, and his mood had already changed from restlessness at the beginning to calm and calm now.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, there is nothing to be nostalgic about in his previous life. No relatives, no friends, no lovers, except for a pair of tattered clothes, it can be said that there is nothing. It is estimated that his sudden early death will not attract anyone's attention, and he will live silently and die unheard.
In contrast, although the world is in turmoil, there is at least one pure land, and it also leaves him a warm harbor, although the days are dull, but he has a good life, and in his spare time to practice martial arts, he always can't help but yearn for the outside world.
In this world, there are five unique Central Plains, there are Shaolin iron palms, and Tibetan monks such as the Golden Wheel Dharma King, it can be said that there are many talents, masters, if one day can be qualified to fight with any of the masters, it must be a great honor, and it is not in vain to come to this world.
When Yang Guo was still full of emotion and anticipation, Zhao Zhijing had already sent Lu Qingdu to deliver a message, telling him that the period of martial arts was approaching and asked him to prepare well.
After Lu Qingdu finished speaking, he glared at Yang Guo hatefully before turning around and leaving.
In the past few months, Lu Qingdu has been honest and has not been troubled by Yang. It's not that he is broad-minded and generous, but that he suffered a big loss in front of Yang Guo twice, and he was subconsciously a little afraid of Yang Guo, plus Zhao Zhijing warned him not to provoke secretly, so he had to endure it.
Yang Guo felt a little regretful, the days were too dull and there would be less fun, if Lu Qingdu, the pig's head, was willing to play some small moves, he wouldn't mind playing with him.
This boring thought was quickly thrown out of Yang Guo's mind, and he began to ponder the upcoming big competition.
Three days before Chinese New Year's Eve every year, his disciples perform martial arts to examine their martial arts in the past year.
The result of the Great Contest is related to everyone's status and future in the teaching, and everyone attaches great importance to it, and does not dare to slack off at all, and practices diligently day and night.
Therefore, in the more than ten days since the arrival of Wangri, the atmosphere of the Quanzhen Sect has been unprecedentedly tense, and even the joy of the New Year has been diluted, which makes Yang Guo, who has always been full of expectations for the New Year, very disappointed, and began to think about how to spend this first New Year's Festival well.
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