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Chapter 10 Apprenticeship

 Chapter 454 Apprenticeship

Shennong spoke calmly and slowly.

"If you worship under my sect, you should abide by the rules of my lineage and uphold the spirit of humanity. Empress Nuwa created our human race based on Pangu. Our human race is inherited from Pangu Nuwa, who rose from the humble beginnings and has been passed down to this day. With her convenience,

It’s the spirit of humanity.”

Ji Yichuan immediately knelt down and said: "Disciples should inherit the spirit of humanity, and their desire to become a disciple is also out of their sincerity."

Shennong nodded, "Don't worry. If I had taken the initiative to recruit a disciple before, and you were willing to become a disciple, it would have been done. But your generation... listen to me tell an ancient koan before making a decision."
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Ji Yichuan stood up obediently and listened.

"You should have heard of the name Wujianmen, but you may not know its origin. To talk about Wujianmen, we have to go back to the ancient times. At that time, it was still the chaotic world of ancient Pangu. There was no big world or small world."

"We, the human race, have risen from humble beginnings and have continuously developed into the leader of all races and the leader of all creatures."

Following Shennong's words, an ancient and vast past seemed to unfold in Ji Yichuan's eyes.

"However, the ancient times were not stable. There were civil wars between each other, and several ancestral gods also died. Later, a foreigner came from the chaos outside the sky, named Rahu. Rahu's invasion alerted the three realms, and there was no more civil war."
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"Until one day, we discovered the Three Realms - at that time, there was another huge chaotic world colliding outside the ancient Pangu Chaos World... That chaotic world also gave birth to creatures like us, and they called their chaotic world the Infinite Chaos.

World!

Yes, it’s the Wujian you thought of! The strong man in the chaotic world of Wujian back then is now the Wujian Sect!”

"At that time, we had an ancient war of destruction with the strong men of Wujian Chaos. Many changes occurred in that fierce battle, but the final result was that Empress Nuwa broke through to the realm of Pangu God and successfully defeated Wujianmen.
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But the strong men of Wujianmen did not fall, but left the Three Realms. Later, Nuwa went to the endless chaos, and Wujianmen hoped to return to our current Three Realms. At that time, both sides suffered great losses, and the remaining power of Wujianmen was stronger than ours.

It's much weaker, so we just acquiesced."

"Later, the era of the Three Realms opened. The Wujian Sect fell silent, and everything was peaceful at first. Even among the blood of you descendants of the human race, there is the blood of our Three Realms human race, and the blood of the Wujian Sect human race."

"But today's catastrophe... is caused by Wujianmen." Speaking of this, Shennong's kind face also revealed a strong murderous intention.

After hearing Shennong's words, Ji Yichuan understood what he meant.

Nowadays, the Nuwa camp and the Wujianmen camp have become incompatible with each other, and both sides have left endless blood debts. The powerful people of the three realms understand that in the distant - or not-so-distant future, the Nuwa camp and the Wujianmen camp can only

Survive.

Any immortal cultivator in the three realms - from the Yuanshen Taoist to the Returning Immortal to the True Immortal of the Heavenly God and the True God Taoist Ancestor.

No immortal cultivator can escape this catastrophe.

You must choose a side.

No one wants to keep a ‘neutral person’ who might reap the benefits.

As for those with lower realms, they don’t have to choose, because there is no choice at all. Even with the lifespan of the Zifu monks and Wanxiang Zhenren, they may not be able to survive until the day when the catastrophe completely breaks out.

But when the catastrophe completely broke out, the monks from Zifu and Wanxiang Zhenren were like ants.

A random ripple in the war will result in the death of many such ants.

Although Yuanshen Taoist and Returning Immortal have no choice and cannot decide their own destiny, they can at least add a little help to their own side's victory. Accumulating a little makes a lot, and by gathering together, you can win at both ends of the war scale.

Touch slightly.

The monks of Zifu and the real people of Wanxiang are not even qualified to provide a little help in their struggle for fate.

As for mortals, it will be even more miserable.

The choice of camp is inevitable.

When Ji Yichuan became a disciple of the Shennong clan, it was obviously a sign of joining Nuwa's camp. However, his rise was so rapid that perhaps these powerful people also had some doubts in their minds about whether he was related to the Wujian clan.

Shennong did not shy away from this.

"Your rise has been too fast, and it's a bit unbelievable. Many old guys like me suspect that you may be a spy sent by the Wujian Sect... What is your chance? Is it really related to the Wujian Sect? I have no idea.

I don’t care. What I care about is your choice now.”

"If you want to worship me as your teacher, you must make an oath, swear by the way of heaven and your own Taoist heart - you will never betray my human race or the Three Realms camp."

Shen Nong understood that the ‘king’ of the Wujian Sect was integrated with heaven and earth, so he had a way to make the Wujian Sect members avoid the oath of heaven.

However, the Nuwa camp of the Three Realms also believes that circumventing the oath of heaven must make Wujianmen pay a price.

Of course, the most fundamental reason is that the Shennong clan judged that Ji Yichuan would not be a member of the Wujian sect.

Even if he once was, a true immortal is still qualified to choose.

With the status of an ordinary god and true immortal on one side, and the disciple with a powerful leader on the other, Ji Yichuan should be able to make the right choice.

After understanding what Shennong meant, Ji Yichuan breathed a sigh of relief and replied with the same respect: "Yichuan understands that I was born in the Great Xia world and worshiped under the master, so I am an orthodox human race. When I served in the Heavenly Realm Fu Jiao Army,

I have also killed many Wujian thieves, so naturally I will not be a member of the Wujian Sect, and I will never join the Wujian Sect in the future."

"I swear to God——"

Then, he swore by the law of heaven that he would never betray the Three Realms camp.

"Well, get up!"

Shennong nodded without showing much satisfaction, "I believe you, otherwise I wouldn't accept you as my disciple. Also, let me tell you that your only son Ji Ning is also a member of Nuwa's camp.

I am not in a position to tell you which Taoist ancestor is my disciple... Now, you can decide whether to worship me as your disciple!"

Ji Yichuan looked grateful.

He also understood that the Shennong clan was trying to reassure him. After all, he (should) not know which Taoist sect Ji Ning became a disciple of. If Ji Ning became a sect of the Taoist ancestor of the Wujian sect, he might have to face it in the future.

The tragedy of father and son killing each other.

"Thank you very much, Nong Huang. Yichuan is willing to become a disciple of Nong Huang."

There was also a smile on Shennong's face, "Okay, from today on, you are my 372nd direct disciple, and you can call me master."

"Disciple pays homage to the master!" Ji Yichuan bowed respectfully again, then took out the long-prepared pure turbid tea and handed it to Shennong.

"Master, please have tea!"

Open your mouth to call yourself a master, drink some tea, and your destiny is determined!
Chapter completed!
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