At the beginning, Wang Ling helped Chen Chao and Guo Hao arrange masters, and he also helped Wang Muyu arrange masters. In terms of realm and combat power, even though Yi Jianchuan was a sword master and a brave general who was galloping on the battlefield, in the end he was still no match for Yi Jianchuan.
Wang Muyu, whose bloodline power has grown rapidly.
Just like Bian Shu said, the little guy has great potential for development, and the reason why Wang Ling arranged for the Sword Master to teach him was actually more important to his spiritual development.
A strong man cannot just have fighting power, he must also have a strong heart and a stable state of mind.
In the entire world of cultivation, the fighting power of Wang's father and mother is so insignificant that ordinary people cannot be more ordinary. However, sometimes Wang Ling feels that his parents are extremely powerful and are the key to his spiritual development.
The couple taught Wang Ling how to be kind, how to be patient, how to practice and uphold justice, how to be calm, how to not bully the weak, etc...
On the road to growth in cultivation, the shaping of one's state of mind is equally important as one's state of mind and combat effectiveness.
The little guy grew up too fast due to his own bloodline genes, so Wang Ling felt that he needed such an excellent mentor.
In this regard, Wang Ling still fully recognized the Sword Master's character.
Moreover, he felt that cultivating the state of mind with Wang Muyu might also be helpful to the sword master himself, and he might be able to understand some heavenly way from Wang Muyu.
All in all, this is a master-disciple combination that can perfectly complement each other in terms of mentality and realm.
Of course, there is indeed Wang Ling's own layout in this.
After all, in this world, world peace certainly cannot be protected by him alone...
He is just a seventeen-year-old child.
Therefore, Wang Ling will also secretly provide as much help as he can to some powerful figures who have sufficiently high moral standing and benevolent hearts in the cultivation circle.
And this is Wang Ling's "comprehensive support plan for powerful factions", and its fundamental purpose is to prepare for the future.
The earth is not his alone and needs to be protected by everyone.
For this reason, it is actually very important to improve the overall state of mind.
Since the upgrade of the earth, the highest realm of cultivators on earth no longer has the shackles of true immortals. However, it will take at least thousands of years to develop to the level of sweeping the streets in the divine realm.
That's why Wang Ling launched this plan, intending to speed up the cultivators on Earth.
Priority will be given to pilots from those capable players who already have enough reputation and have passed the inspection.
Not only the Sword Master, but in fact all the other ten generals are also on Wang Ling's support list.
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Time goes back to the morning of January 20th. The famous Songhai Reservoir is located not far from Qingfeng Hall, which is located south of the suburbs of Songhai City. The straight-line distance is no more than two kilometers.
While Wang Ling and his party were riding Zhuo Yi's bus to the mountain where Zhan Zong traces back, Wang Muyu followed the address and arrived at the Qingfeng Guild Hall. He was sitting in the Huaguo Water Curtain Group's special car, and it was Sun Rong who greeted Mr. Wang.
It will be specially prepared in the future.
Qingfeng Hall is a famous sanatorium in Huaxiu Kingdom and a reception place for important guests. Almost all the big shots have been here. It is rich in aura and has a large area, making it an excellent place for spiritual practice.
To be honest, after hearing that Wang Ling had found a master for him, Wang Muyu was not very happy. The little guy who only focused on combat power still only had Wang Ling in his heart, and felt that Wang Ling was the only one in the world who could teach him.
In Wang Muyu's view, the person he was going to take him to see was just a mortal who had only half stepped into the realm of an immortal. He was too weak.
What qualifications do you have to teach yourself?
But having said that, Wang Muyu still went obediently. After all, this was arranged by Wang Ling. He felt that there might be something special about the old man he met.
On the contrary, knowing that it was the Sword Master who wanted to recruit disciples so he invited Wang Muyu to the Qingfeng Guild Hall, Mr. Sun's attitude was much more positive than Wang Muyu's.
Knowing the news at that time, Sun Yiyuan also said in his heart that Wang Muyu has a bright future. He was chosen by the Sword Master at such a young age. He has a promising future!
So he arranged everything for Wang Muyu, and even sent his own special car to take Wang Muyu to the agreed place. He also didn't forget to find someone to give Wang Muyu instructions.
The Sword Master's recruitment of disciples is of great importance, so how could it be leaked out so easily?
Therefore, in the Sun family, except Sun Yiyuan, Sun Rong and Butler Lin, no one else knew what Wang Muyu was doing at Qingfeng Guild Hall.
Butler Lin, Lao Lin, is the senior member of the Sun family who has the most contact with Sun Yiyuan and Lotus Sun. He is honest and hard-working, and the key is that he is not a talkative person.
"I can only send it here, Master Mu Yu."
The car drove to a fork in the mansion, and Butler Lin, who was responsible for seeing Wang Muyu off, stopped the car, then looked in the rearview mirror and said to Wang Muyu: "If you go along the road on the right, you can see the Juggernaut.
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"Okay, thank you, Uncle Lin." Wang Muyu politely thanked him, opened the car door, and jumped out.
Looking at Wang Muyu's calm back, Butler Lin couldn't help but sigh.
It is said that the most important thing for a swordsman is to be calm.
If other children knew that they might be chosen as disciples by the Sword Master, they would probably faint from excitement, right?
Look at Xiao Muyu, how calm he is!
Stay calm and take things calmly... This is the proper attitude of a master!
"It's strange that the master likes him so much." At this time, Lao Lin looked at Wang Muyu's retreating back and felt that he understood a lot of things in an instant.
The official meeting place with the legendary sword master is by the artificial lake of Qingfeng Hall.
The artificial lake is very vast, with mountains surrounding it. The sun shines on the lake, reflecting dots of golden light, and fish jump out of it from time to time.
Not long after Wang Muyu walked along the main road, he saw an old man wearing a white training suit and a red belt fishing on the shore.
This is probably the sword master...
Wang Muyu murmured in his heart.
He did not go over immediately, but simply snapped his fingers and untied the hair that the stylist had made for him, let his bangs hang down naturally again, changed out of the carefully prepared suit, and got a new one.
Wang Ling changed into a smaller version of the same style "World Peace" sweatshirt.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wang Muyu prefers nature. The sticky hair on his back made him very uncomfortable, but he did not say it when he was styling it.
I chose to be patient.
Because he knew that this was Mr. Sun's good intention, and he would just wait until there was no one around to find a chance to return to his normal self.
"Little guy, you are finally here. I am here and have been waiting for you for a long time."
Soon, the voice of the old man on the shore came, and the ethereal voice had a sense of immortality.
This meeting was far more peaceful than Wang Muyu imagined.
Wang Muyu, who had changed into regular clothes, retracted his hands under his sweatshirt and walked over. Facing the completely unfamiliar person in front of him, Wang Muyu asked tentatively in a very childish voice: "Grandpa, do you want to accept me as a disciple?
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"Haha, not sure yet. It depends on your qualifications. But... the person who recommended you is the head of Zhan Sect. I don't think he would lie to me." Yi Jianchuan smiled and looked at him intently.
Lake said.
"Then, grandpa, how do you look at qualifications?" Wang Muyu asked.
"Here, this is for you."
Yi Jianchuan nodded and handed the fishing rod in his hand directly to Wang Muyu: "Can you fish?"
"Does this mean that fishing qualifications are judged? Isn't that too hasty, grandpa?" Wang Muyu asked.
"The material of this fishing rod is special and can accurately analyze your spiritual power and related qualities."
Yi Jianchuan laughed loudly: "Especially, if you have the talent to learn swordsmanship, you will get a lot of points. Therefore, the fish you can catch will be bigger."
Wang Muyu continued to ask calmly: "How big is the largest fish in this lake?"
Yi Jianchuan replied: "The bottom of this artificial lake is connected to the Songhai Reservoir. The Songhai Reservoir has a history of thousands of years. It is rumored that there is a huge thing lurking under the bottom of the lake."
"Okay, I understand." Wang Muyu nodded after hearing this.
The little guy's chat just now wasn't because he knew nothing about the situation at the bottom of the lake, it was just delaying time.
After all, if he goes down with this pole, he may be able to pull the monster at the bottom of the lake directly out of the water...
The purpose of his delaying time was to select fish.
To be honest, Wang Muyu didn't want to become the sword master.
So now he should catch a slightly smaller one to prove that he has no talent for practicing swordsmanship.
But at the same time, Wang Muyu didn't want to make it difficult for Lord Throwing Thunder and Wang Ling, so he thought it would be okay to catch a moderate one.
As a result, this hesitation and confusion... more than ten minutes passed just like that.
He didn't catch a single fish.
On the other hand, Yi Jianchuan, who was standing next to him, had his mouth wide open, showing an expression of extreme astonishment.
In fact, it doesn't make any sense to catch as big a fish as you want.
The real point is how long Wang Muyu can hold this fishing rod.
This is a premonition fused with the sword spirit of a true immortal...
Under normal circumstances, a child of Wang Muyu's age would faint within ten seconds of being held.
As a result, my dear, this little guy was left here struggling for more than ten minutes like a normal person...