Yun Yazi didn't seem to even glance at Yun Qiyou, who was kneeling on the ground outside the pavilion, and continued to play the piano. Yun Qiyou didn't make any move, and just knelt there quietly with his sword in hand, motionless.
After about a stick of incense and closing the song, Yun Yazi said: "You are very good, really very good. I didn't expect Fengzhu to teach a good disciple. Her life was not in vain."
Others may not know it, but how can Yun Qiyou not know that the real name of his mentor Jingshui Master Taishajia is Ruan Fengzhu. Not many people in the world know this name, and most people in the Cangyun Sect don't know it either. Only a few
Only then did the elder know that her mentor was now a highly respected elder of the Cangyun Sect, and no one had called her Fengzhu for two hundred years.
In the world, I'm afraid this is the only one who can call Master Jingshui Fengzhu without any taboo.
No matter how proud Yun Qiyou was, she didn't dare to show it in front of Yun Yazi. She said: "My uncle is too proud. This disciple is stupid and has failed to teach his teacher."
Yun Yazi said: "Get up."
Yun Qi stood up quietly, but did not approach the pavilion.
Yun Yazi reached out and picked up the Peerless Divine Sword beside him, glanced at Yun Qiyou standing outside the pavilion, and said slowly: "Did you recognize me through this sword?"
Yun Qiyou nodded and said: "Although my disciple has never seen Wushuang, one of the three great magic weapons of Cangyun, my master once told his disciples. I saw a stream of light piercing the sky, and the sword roared like a dragon dying. It has a three-foot-seven-inch blade.
, unparalleled in the world. And the unparalleled divine weapon is my uncle’s personal magic weapon for hundreds of years.”
Yun Yazi nodded slightly and praised: "You can recognize Wushuang at a glance. This knowledge and experience has far exceeded most people in the world. Over the years, your reputation is not small in the world, and you are known as the Cangyun Sect.
The most outstanding female disciple in the past five hundred years is actually wrong. From my perspective, looking at Cangyun Sect’s more than four thousand years of history, I am afraid that the only woman who can compare with you is my second generation founder Qing Yun four thousand years ago.
Fairy Luan, and Fairy Yuanshui, the 16th generation founder two thousand years ago."
Yun Yazi's evaluation really shocked Yun Qiyou. Doesn't it mean that she is a peerless woman who only appears once every two thousand years?
She quickly bowed and said: "Master-uncle has been praised too much. How can this disciple dare to stand shoulder to shoulder with the two masters Qingluan and Yuanshui?"
Yun Yazi shook his head and said: "You are still young now, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in your cultivation. In less than a hundred years, you will know that what I said tonight is not an exaggeration. My Cangyun lineage has been around for more than four thousand years.
After the former Patriarch Cangyunzi founded the sect, he has always been the leader of the righteous path and has been fighting against the largest demon sect in the world for thousands of years. Unfortunately, eight hundred years ago, the demonic sect produced a Ghost King Ye Cha, which caused our Cangyun Sect to plummet.
Now that Cangyun Sect has Ye Xiaochuan, Gu Jianchi, and you, these young disciples with very high qualifications, why don’t they become prosperous?”
Hanyang City, Yang Mansion.
Ye Xiaochuan is very happy now. He has lived for more than ten years. Only tonight did he realize how failed his previous life was. There is a table full of delicious food, everything that flies in the sky, runs on the ground, and swims in the water.
He used to think that a fat and oily roast chicken was the most delicious delicacy in the world, but now after he ate the Yang family's meal, he cried and sighed that it was so damn good to have money.
He and Yang Dashan were the only ones enjoying the huge table of delicacies. In this age where men were superior to women, women were not allowed to sit at the table.
Ye Xiaochuan kept eating, and Yang Dashan kept saying that when Ye Xiaochuan just hated that his belly was too small and couldn't hold it anymore, Yang Jiu came.
She knelt down in front of Ye Xiaochuan and insisted that Ye Xiaochuan accept her as his disciple.
In the past, Ye Xiaochuan did not have the kind of character to be short-handed and soft-spoken. Today, patting his round belly, he really could not refuse the little girl in front of him who was devoted to the Tao.
He had no choice but to say: "What's so good about cultivating Taoism? You meditate and practice all day long. If you don't agree with me, you become a Taoist priest, a Taoist nun, a monk, or a nun. Those who don't become a monk will basically end up alone all their lives. They can't find anyone."
Being a couple of dual cultivators is really boring. How can you live happily and freely in the world of mortals for decades?"
Yang Jiu said with tears in his eyes: "I have admired cultivating knights since I was a child, and they travel the world with swords. Just promise me, I will definitely not let you down!"
Ye Xiaochuan is less than sixteen years old this year, so how can he be qualified to open the door and accept disciples? Although there is no such clause in the sect rules, if word gets out, others will definitely laugh at him.
He looked at Yang Jiujiu who was kneeling in front of him. This Yang Jiujiu's qualifications were pretty good. Although he was not as good as Yun Qiyou and Gu Pan'er, he exuded a manly aura. This was Yun Qiu.
You, Gu Pan'er is incomparable, no matter what, he will not be worse than Du Chun, Ning Xiangruo and other Cangyun female disciples.
Ye Xiaochuan couldn't figure it out. Young people with average and superior qualifications had always been the target of competition between the Righteous Way and the Demonic Sect. Why was it that two years ago, Yang Jiumao recommended himself to the Langya Immortal Sect to learn martial arts, but was told that his destiny had not yet arrived?
?Are all the people in Langya Immortal Sect blind?
It is definitely not possible to accept a disciple by oneself, and Ye Xiaochuan cannot save his face and refuse people thousands of miles away. He secretly thinks that his master, an old drunkard, is getting older and older. The Yang family and the old drunkard had a relationship hundreds of years ago.
It's better to find a disciple for the old drunkard, so that he can take care of the old drunkard's daily life.
The most important thing is that the Yang Jiu family is so damn rich that it is not an exaggeration to describe it as rich as a country. With this little junior sister, I will have endless pocket money in my life, and I have to work hard.
Why bother starting a business?
As for finding a female disciple for the old drunkard on his own initiative, I believe the old drunkard won't have any objections. After all, the old drunkard is too poor and likes to drink good wine. It is probably difficult to expect him to provide for him until his death.
With the inexhaustible gold mine of the Yang family, the old drunkard will definitely agree.
What's more, this Yang Jiu's qualifications are not bad, he is a little older, but he has a foundation in martial arts, and he may be able to reach the realm of flying in the sky in ten or eight years.
Thinking of this, Ye Xiaochuan helped Yang Jiujiu up and said: "I can't accept you as a disciple. According to the rules, I must be at least a hundred years old, or my cultivation has reached the eighth level of spiritual silence before I can open the door to accept a disciple.
Because your ancestors have a relationship with my master, I can take you into Cangyun and join my mentor, what do you think?"
Yang Jiu was overjoyed and prostrated himself again. Even Yang Dashan was overjoyed and wanted to kowtow to Ye Xiaochuan, but Ye Xiaochuan quickly stopped him.
Then, Ye Xiaochuan exposed the fox tail behind his butt and said with a smile: "I can write a letter. You can go to Cangyun and bring it to my master. I will tell the whole story in the letter. My master accepts a disciple."
Very strict, I may not accept you, but I can teach you a trick that will definitely please him. Master, he likes to drink, but he is poor and cannot afford any good wine. When you go to Cangyun, you must
You need to bring enough money. According to the master's monthly drinking capacity, he needs at least one hundred taels, which is one thousand two hundred taels a year. To use it for drinking, you first prepare fifty years' worth of drinking money. You put the banknote in front of him.
Damn it, he will definitely smile happily and promise you anything. By the way, you'd better bring hundreds of jars of good wine with you."
