Master has expressed his stance again, what else can he do...

"Oh, disciple, I obey."

Du Bishu sat back on the wooden chair obediently and looked forward.

In the Shoujing Hall.

Song Daren and others stood in the left column, while Tian Linger was at the end of the queue.

I don't know if it was an appointment or not, but the six of them stood solemnly. Even Du Bishu, who had been "reprimanded", had no expression on his face and lowered his eyebrows.

This is very abnormal.

On the right column is an unsmiling young man, Wang Zongyi, who was rescued by Shanshen Temple.

Since entering the Shoujing Hall, his face has been tense, but his eyes are full of excitement and anticipation.

After all, what was he expecting?

Du Bishu was very curious.

Yesterday, Song Daren and He Dazhi returned to Dazhu Peak, and it was already the end of the moon.

Therefore, he did not have time to see Wang Zongyi.

Not to mention asking about the reason for becoming a disciple.

However, Master has no objection to this and is even trying his best to promote it.

This is how we now have the idea of ​​‘driving the ducks to the shelves’.

Shou Jing Tang is very quiet and you can hear a pin drop.

Du Bishu gritted his teeth and looked to the right column, cleared his throat and made a sound.

"let's start."

With this sentence, everyone's eyes turned to Wang Zongyi.

The Orion boy's lips trembled slightly, and he suppressed his inner excitement. He took three steps and two steps at a time, and walked to a position five feet away from Du Bishu.

When your knees are bent, you have to kneel down.

"Wait a minute!"

Du Bishu raised his right arm to support Wang Zongyi's body in the air, making him unable to kneel down any longer.

Song Daren and others were stunned.

Tian Buyi and Suru nodded slightly, as if they were not surprised by this move.

Wang Zongyi raised his head in confusion, with confusion and anxiety in his eyes.

Du Bishu smiled easily.

When he decided to take action, he put aside the embarrassment and discomfort he felt just now.

Since it is inevitable to accept a disciple, and it is his first disciple, of course he must be cautious.

Some doubts must be resolved in advance.

"Wang Zongyi, you and I have not talked about each other since yesterday. I am very curious. In the mountain temple, I once asked you to come to Qingyun Mountain, but you did not agree at that time. Why are you here now? Especially since you asked me to be my patron.

division?"

"I..." Wang Zongyi became anxious and looked at Song Daren for help, as if the other person was his backbone.

"Although, we are not outsiders here. If you can't tell me a reason, I really don't dare to accept it." Du Bishu's words were soft but determined.

Don't accept anything you don't know, this is the principle.

Song Daren didn't expect this, but he still cast an encouraging look and nodded slightly.

Wang Zongyi bit his lip and decided to tell the whole story.

"My father and I decided to go to Longhu in Youzhou. When we arrived at the border of southern Xinjiang, we discovered that ferocious beasts were raging there. We could see ferocious beasts chasing and biting the mountain people everywhere.

The hunters who were good at hunting and the nearby practitioners were fighting against them, but they couldn't stop them at all. My father and I decided to step forward to help, but in order to save me, my father's arm was bitten off by a big lynx."

At this point in the story, Wang Zongyi's eyes turned red, and his fists hanging on both sides of his thighs rattled.

He seemed to be trying his best to suppress his grief.

Du Bishu's expression changed.

"Oh, but in the Beast Town?"

Wang Zongyi shook his head and continued.

"No, I heard from the cultivator who helped me that most of the ferocious beasts came from the direction of the Wizarding Beast Sect. The Wizarding Beast Sect is a powerful force in southern Xinjiang and has many masters under its sect."

Hearing this, Du Bishu generally confirmed his guess.

The existence of Boshou Town relies on the Witchcraft Sect.

Most of the cultivators who helped were casual cultivators or small sects with no foundation, and they didn't know the connection between the two.

Du Bishu nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Wang Zongyi's tone gradually turned sad and angry.

"I carried my father on my back and ran back to Longhu's family, begging the clan elders to help me, and also asking them to help nearby folks.

But they all... refused to allow it, and they were still talking nonsense like 'animals have poisonous mouths, so they can only cut off their arms' and 'the Wang family has no time to take care of themselves and has no spare time to spare people'..."

Perhaps because he felt that his words were vulgar, he quickly stopped talking.

However, this is enough.

Du Bishu asked seriously: "So, you want to succeed in cultivation and go to the Wang family for revenge?"

Wang Zongyi waved his hand quickly: "I don't like my family's refusal to save others, but they are not responsible for the evil."

"So, the purpose of your cultivation..."

"Kill the animals that cause harm to the mountain people, and punish the monsters that cause harm to the world!"

"good!"

For this reason, that's enough.

Although there is a bit of hostility, it is not a bad thing to hate evil as much as hatred.

In Du Bishu's eyes, a flash of admiration flashed.

Immediately afterwards, the magic power gathered in his right arm was withdrawn and no longer prevented Wang Zongyi from kneeling down.

"Wang Zongyi, you can worship me as your teacher. I have no special restrictions on you, as long as you don't violate the rules of Qingyun Sect."

Wang Zongyi was overjoyed, and with a plop, his knees landed heavily on the red brick floor.

Bang bang bang!

There is a sound when the prostrations touch the ground!

When he straightened up, his forehead was already red.

Looking at this scene, Du Bishu couldn't help but think of the scene when Zhang Xiaofan became his disciple.

Same simplicity!

The same piety!

Not only Du Bishu, but also everyone else was stunned for a moment.

For practitioners, memories are even more difficult to erase.

Everything seems like yesterday.

"Okay, now that the prostrations are completed, you will be my first disciple, Du Bishu! There is no need to change your name. From now on, all my disciples will be named 'Zong'."

Du Bishu raised his arm to signal Wang Zongyi to stand up, and then turned sideways to look at Tian Buyi and his wife.

"Zongyi, please pay homage to your master."

…

After some common rituals, the Shoujing Hall was empty again.

Tian Buyi and his wife stood behind the door, smiling, watching the disciples disperse.

Du Bishu took Wang Zongyi and ran to the back mountain, saying that he wanted to demonstrate how to cut black bamboo himself. The other disciples voluntarily returned to their rooms or Tai Chi cave to practice.

"Not easy, you agreed to Wang Zongyi's apprenticeship in the first place just to motivate them, right?" Suru suddenly said.

"Ahem, Madam Bingxue is smart and understands my thoughts well. Zongyi has a good talent, and his cultivation will not improve too slowly. If he is overtaken by his juniors, those guys must feel embarrassed, so they know their shame and then become brave.

I didn’t expect that Lao Liu would be so... caring."

Tian Buyi coughed dryly, with a look of pride on his face.

Of course, don’t forget your sweet words.

Suru rolled her eyes at him with a smile.
To be continued...