Chapter 65: Nandi Exits
Wu Santong was stunned, he thought for a while before saying: "It's probably fourteen or fifteen years old, although he acts very steadily, but he is still very young in terms of appearance." ”
"What, only fourteen or fifteen years old?" Zhu Ziliu and the three of them all had incredible expressions, although they already knew that it was a teenager, they didn't expect that this teenager would be so young!
"A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, will his martial arts be higher than you? Senior Brother Wu, you can't be mistaken, right?" The general, that is, the woodcutter, had a look of disbelief on his face, questioning Wu Santong.
Zhu Ziliu and the Governor of the Navy are also suspicious, not that they don't believe in Wu Santong, but this matter is really unbelievable. You must know that the cultivation of martial arts, especially internal strength, is not something that can be achieved overnight at all, and it takes years of hard work to be able to achieve something.
And a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, even if he started practicing from his mother's womb, it has only been fourteen years now. Fourteen years, if the talent is high enough, plus there is a powerful master to teach, it is not difficult to become a second-rate master, and it is not impossible to even approach the first-class.
For example, the four of them are second-rate masters, and they are also the best among the second-rate, and the difference between them and first-class masters is not very big.
Being able to reach this point in his twenties is already very powerful, and if he goes further, he can be said to be a number of masters in the entire rivers and lakes.
They have always been quite satisfied with their achievements. But now, Wu Santong actually said that the young man whose martial arts were better than him was only fourteen years old, how could they be willing to believe it?
"If that boy is really only fourteen or fifteen years old, then it is too wicked. Even our master, at his age, I'm afraid it's just that. The general sighed, still with suspicion on his face.
Wu Santong shook his head and said endlessly: "Although I don't want to admit it, when the master is at his age, he is definitely not as good as him." Because I see that his skills when he made a move, they are not far behind what Master is now, how can Master compare to him when he was young?"
"How is it possible? Master is a supreme master, how can anyone be more powerful than him?" the general and the metropolitan governor said in unison, and at the same time a little angry, very dissatisfied with Wu Santong's behavior of belittling his master.
It was Zhu Ziliu, his face was not too good-looking, and he said, "Senior Brother Wu, you said the wrong thing." The emperor is both a king and a teacher to us, how can we talk about him at will?"
Wu Santong also reacted at this time, and even said: "How dare I be disrespectful to the emperor, but what I said is absolutely false!"
"Huh?" Zhu Ziliu frowned, although he was only in his twenties, he had already grown a beard, at this time, while brushing his beard, he looked at Wu Santong, seeing his sincere words, he couldn't help but believe most of them, and said: "Even if Wang Zhenren's martial arts are better than our emperor, it is because he is more than twenty years older than the emperor, I really can't believe that a fourteen-year-old boy, martial arts can be close to our emperor, if this is the case, wouldn't it be said that in another ten years, the first martial arts in the world will be the young man's bag?"
When Wu Santong heard this, he was also shocked, and after a long time, he said thoughtfully: "Senior Brother Zhu, what you said is probably good, although it is said that the higher you practice martial arts, the more difficult it is to progress, but with that young man's qualifications, I am afraid it is really possible to become the number one in the world!"
Zhu Ziliu's face was gloomy, their master didn't even pay attention to state affairs, for what reason, wasn't it the best martial arts in the world? But if that young man was really so demonic, then what kind of martial arts did their master practice, no matter how hard he practiced, could it still compare to that young man's entry?
Zhu Ziliu asked, "What is the name of that young man?"
Wusan channel: "His name is Yue Wudi, as for the teacher, I don't know." But tomorrow he will come to my house and say that he will bring me medicine to treat the wounds of the finger bones, and he can ask about it when the time comes. ”
"Oh, is it?" Zhu Ziliu asked suspiciously, "He came to Dali to deliver medicine for you?"
Wusan Channel: "Yes, I picked a hundred-year-old He Shou Wu in the 100,000 Great Mountain, although this medicinal material is precious, but it is not what the master needs, so I gave it to him in order to thank him for saving his life." Who knew that he said that he could make this herb into an elixir for bone wounds, so he promised to send me the elixir. ”
Zhu Ziliu stroked his beard, thought for a while, and said, "In this case, let's go see him together tomorrow and see if it's as powerful as you said." ”
The general and the governor of the navy also agreed: "Exactly, hearing is false, seeing is believing." If he's really so wicked, he'll see him even if he says anything. ”
"What are you talking about, who do you have to see?" a majestic voice came.
Zhu Ziliu and the four of them were taken aback, and then showed great joy, and bowed down one after another: "Welcome the emperor out of the customs!"
The person who came was none other than Nandi Duan Zhixing, who had a gloomy look on his face and had been in retreat for three months, but his innate skills had made little progress, so even in front of his closest disciples, Nandi did not have a good face.
Nandi swept his eyes, saw Wu Santong, remembered that he had told him to go out to collect medicine, and continued to ask: "Santong is back, have you collected all the medicinal materials?"
Wu Santong said respectfully: "Many of the medicinal materials that the emperor needs are in the treasury. Some very rare exotic flowers, such as Youluo flower and Fuling grass, have been picked by Weichen after several months of searching. As he spoke, he took out small wooden boxes from his bosom and presented them.
"Very good, with these medicinal materials, I don't need to worry about getting hurt next time. Nandi's mood was slightly better, and a close attendant next to him hurriedly took the wooden box in Wu Santong's hand, and then retreated behind Nandi.
Wu Santong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Nandi's tone softening slightly, but he heard Nandi ask again: "Who is the person you just talked about?"
Wu Santong replied: "Emperor, this time I was collecting medicine in the 100,000 mountains, and I met a teenager who saved my life. His martial arts are extremely high, and in Weichen's opinion, he is not far from the emperor. It happened that he was going to Weichen's house tomorrow, so several senior brothers said that they would meet together. ”
Rao is the martial arts and status of Emperor Yinan, hearing this, his face was also moved, and he asked: "There is such a thing? A young man, his martial arts are not far behind me?" said and looked at Zhu Ziliu and the others, as if asking their opinions.
Zhu Ziliu hurriedly said: "The three of them also heard from Senior Brother Wu just now, and they were also suspicious, so they decided to meet the young man together tomorrow to see if it was really that powerful." ”
Nandi nodded, with an inexplicable look on his face, and said: "It's okay, you can go and see it tomorrow, if that person is really very high in martial arts, I will invite him to the palace, I also want to meet him." ”