Traveling through Tianlong: Starting from the Zhenlong chess game

Chapter 4: Asking two major questions in the book in front of the principal

Wu Yazi then said helplessly: "Don't worry, I won't let you kill a good person. I will only let you kill an evil person."

"Evil person?" Zhao Mu murmured.

Wu Yazi said lightly: "Yes, I have been waiting here for thirty years to set up the Zhenlong chess game, just to find a wise and courageous person to inherit my mantle. Then I will get rid of my second disciple, the evil man, for me. Ding Chunqiu."

Wu Yazi then briefly talked about the origins of the Xiaoyao Sect, and how he discovered Ding Chunqiu practicing evil skills, and then sneak attacked him and knocked him down a deep ravine, and Su Xinghe pretended to be deaf and mute to save him, etc.

Wu Yazi said: "Although I have martial arts now, my bones and meridians are all broken, so I can't kill the traitor. Okay! Since you want to learn martial arts, why don't you kowtow and become a disciple!"

Zhao Mu got off the donkey at this time, walked up to him, and kowtowed nine times to Wu Yazi respectfully.

Although Zhao Mu really wanted to talk about the "Black Jade Intermittent Cream", the Yitian era is too far away from the present, and it might not have been developed yet. So the words reached his lips and he swallowed them back.

Seeing his respect, Wu Yazi nodded and said: "That's right! Now you have entered my sect. From now on, you will be my closed disciple. It has been so long that I can't remember my master's name. My master's Taoist name is 'Wu' Ya'. If anyone asks in the future, you only need to say that you are the disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect's 'Wu Yazi'."

Zhao Mu knelt on the ground and said, "Master can now answer the disciple's question."

Wu Yazi smiled and said: "Haha! You brat! You become my disciple and don't ask anything else. Instead, you are obsessed with this kind of question. Well, since you want to know, I will tell you as a teacher. But this sentence is a bit long. ”

"My teacher requires handsome young talents just for the sake of his disciples' lives. Now that my teacher is in his twilight years, he is just hanging on with his seventy years of profound skills, otherwise he would have passed away long ago. Of course there is nothing. I’ll use my energy to teach you the profound martial arts of our sect.”

"As for your senior brother Su Xinghe, he only studied the sideline knowledge of his master. He has never mastered martial arts himself, so naturally he can't teach you anything. So you are going to Wuliang Mountain in Dali to learn martial arts from your master uncle. "

Zhao Mu asked: "Then since my uncle can teach me martial arts, I think her martial arts must be pretty good."

Wu Yazi nodded and said, "That's right! Now you still have an uncle and a master alive. The martial arts of both of them are not weaker than their masters."

Zhao Mu continued to ask: "Then how do her two martial arts compare to Ding Chunqiu?"

When Wu Yazi heard this, he sneered and said disdainfully: "That Ding Chunqiu is just a clown who missed a sneak attack. His martial arts is not the true inheritance of my Xiaoyao sect, he only learned some superficial and heretical methods. . In front of your uncle and uncle, he is just the fluorescent light of rotten grass, how can he compete with the sun and the moon for brightness!"

Zhao Mu said: "If this is the case, then the master will ask the disciple or senior brother to invite the master uncle or master uncle. Wouldn't it be better to ask them to kill Ding Chunqiu directly? Why do you have to teach the disciple martial arts and then let the disciple go? Also, you have been here for decades and passed on your profound martial arts to senior brother. Can't you also take revenge? Why do you have to go as a disciple? "

Regarding this issue, Zhao Mu was also puzzled when he was reading. After all, Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tonglao both liked Wu Yazi, even though Li Qiushui fell in love and remarried the king of Xixia. Wu Yazi can still go to Tianshan Child Elder for help.

With Tianshan's child's elder's self-respecting skill in the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, killing Ding Chunqiu could only take place in a snap.

What's more, Lingjiu Palace now governs nine heavens and nine divisions, thirty-six caves, and seventy-two islands. It is the largest sect in the world, and it is easy to destroy a small Xingxiu sect. Why didn't Wu Yazi ask the Tianshan Child Elder to take action? So he was confused about this.

After hearing Zhao Mu's words, Wu Yazi sighed helplessly.

Wu Yazi then continued: "Although Xinghe is your first disciple and your senior brother, he doesn't like fighting by temperament, and he can only do miscellaneous studies such as chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, and astrology. He is not very talented in martial arts. .”

"Furthermore, he has wasted half his life guarding the Zhenlong chess game for my teacher for decades, and my teacher feels guilty for him. Besides, he is already over seventy years old now, and it is time for him to live out his old age in peace. My teacher doesn't want to give in anymore. He has worked hard." "And your uncles and uncles, when they were teachers, they felt that they had no face to face them. Therefore, they cannot directly ask them to help avenge their teachers."

"Besides, your uncle has a violent temper, is moody, and is domineering. He can't listen to any voice that is different from his own. Even a teacher can't stand your uncle's temper, let alone you. So you can only go to your uncle. Learn martial arts.”

"Although your junior uncle is not as moody as your senior uncle, she is very fond of handsome young men. If an ugly man comes even half an inch in front of her, he will die, let alone seeking lessons from her. Lose her hand."

"But you don't have to worry, your appearance should be able to catch her eye. Besides, I still have some 'love' with your uncle."

Speaking of this, Wu Yazi couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Take this and go to the blessed land of Langhuan at the foot of Wuliang Mountain in Dali to find her and say, 'Wu Yazi, please,' I'm sure she will remember your old friendship and teach you martial arts."

After saying that, Wu Yazi took off a ring from his hand and handed it to Zhao Mu's hand.

Zhao Mu took the ring and looked at it carefully. It was the Seven Treasures Ring, the token of the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Zhao Mu put the Qibao Ring on his hand and was playing with it and admiring it. Wu Yazi used the Beiming Divine Art to suck up Zhao Mu, and then Zhao Mu turned over and his body hung straight upside down to connect with Wu Yazi's Tianling Cap.

Zhao Mu pretended to ask: "Master, what are you doing?"

Wu Yazi did not answer Zhao Mu's question, but said with a smile: "Haha, not bad, not bad. You really have never learned any decent martial arts, and you have no internal strength at all. This saves me a lot of effort to transform you." of martial arts."

After saying that, Wu Yazi started teaching the skills directly.

Zhao Mu carefully felt the seventy years of Wu Yazi's internal energy pouring into his body. This feeling was like inflating. At first, he felt a little congested, and his body seemed to explode.

But as Wu Yazi opened up his eight extraordinary meridians while imparting the power, the feeling of congestion disappeared and was replaced by a feeling of ease like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

Moreover, power continued to pour into his body, and Zhao Mu felt that his body was light and his whole body was smooth.

This is probably what it feels like to be reborn.

After a moment of transferring the skills, Zhao Mu felt that Wu Yazi's power was gradually weakening, but he still used his last bit of strength to gently let Zhao Mu down.

At this time, Wu Yazi was no longer as handsome as before, and wrinkles were already covering his cheeks. All the strands of green hair before have turned into gray.

Wu Yazi knew that he didn't have much time, so he didn't waste any time. So he directly took out the portrait and map and said: "Disciple, here is a picture. It depicts the place where I practiced Qing Dynasty in Dali. It is also where I collect martial arts classics. Your uncle lives there. , you beg her to teach you martial arts. The woman in this painting"

Speaking of this, Wu Yazi seemed to have difficulty, but after a pause he continued, "The woman in this painting is your uncle, and what's more?" At this point, Wu Yazi was a little out of breath, and seemed to be out of breath. It's time to run out of gas, "Bang Weishi said 'I'm sorry' to her."

(End of this chapter)