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Chapter 198 Master and Apprentice

"master……"

Zhou Yi has always believed that there is no love for no reason in this world, let alone hate for no reason. Since he doesn't understand why Fang Buding suddenly treats him so well, then just ask. There are some things that you should not ask about a person like Fang Buding.

So direct, just like Zhou Yi is now, with just an expression and a title, Fang Buding can understand his doubts.

"When you establish a sect, it means that there is another force competing for resources in the world of rivers and lakes. No one likes to have one more person to share existing or unavailable resources. In this world of rivers and lakes, there are always some forces who like to step on others.

Standing up against the paleness of others..."

Fang Buding said some specious words with some emotion, but Zhou Yi understood the meaning of Fang Buding's words, but before Zhou Yi could speak, Fang Buding continued:

"If you are just a registered disciple of Master, under the rules, Master cannot support you, but if you are a direct disciple of Master, some people will not go there anymore for the sake of Master's face.

I'm afraid you can solve the remaining small fish and shrimps that are causing trouble for you..."

Speaking of which, if Zhou Yi didn't know Fang Buding's intentions, then he would really be an idiot. However, Zhou Yi was still a little confused as to why he, a Martial Saint Master who had only been a disciple for a few days, suddenly turned against him.

Is it so good? Fang Buding seemed to see the doubts in Zhou Yi's heart. He smiled faintly and said loudly:

"What makes the Martial Saint truly awe-inspiring is not just martial arts. If it is just that, although the Martial Saint is powerful, if some famous sects with deep foundations for thousands of years are willing to spend enough money, dozens of Grandmaster-level Dzogchen realms will be peerless.

Master, it is not impossible to kill a martial saint!"

"The reason why the Martial Saint is so powerful actually relies on the strength extended by the disciples and grandsons behind him. Take my teacher as an example. I have received direct disciples in my life. If you are included, there are nine disciples in total. Apart from you,

, the other eight people are now all world-famous master-level figures, plus the disciples and disciples behind them, this is a very powerful force..."

Having said this, Fang Buding couldn't help but look at Zhou Yi with admiration, and said with a little regret:

"Although your other eight senior brothers are all masters of the first generation, none of them can establish a sect. There is no way. They are all trapped by their own martial arts. The aborigines are different from you aliens. Speaking of which, you aliens

It is truly unique. Not only is the soul immortal, but other aspects of martial arts training and establishing forces are much easier than those of the aborigines..."

After Fang Buding said this, he turned around and walked to a stone table in the courtyard. He picked up the wine bottle placed on the stone table and took two sips of wine. Then he turned to Zhou Yi and continued:

"For example, to establish a sect, you strangers only need to create a set of three levels of martial arts: junior, middle and advanced. In addition, Xunling Mountain is the gate of the mountain. As long as you have enough funds for the sect, you can officially open the mountain. But the aborigines are different.

In terms of self-created martial arts, if the aborigines cannot come up with a unique set of self-created skills, they would not even think about establishing a sect! Therefore, although your eight senior brothers are all masters of the first generation, they are just learning.

I am just a disciple of my master."

"Although they also have their own martial arts, they are only superior martial arts at best. Even the more powerful ones are just secondary secret arts. It is difficult to create their own unique skills. Even if they are teachers, they have spent more than two hundred years in their lives.

In time, I just created six sets of unique skills. Among them, there is also a holy-level secret skill. I have the qualifications to found a sect. I have the qualifications to be a teacher, but I have always been a carefree person. I really can't be the leader of a sect.

Come……"

"But if you create your own sect and pass on your position to your disciples, and you are a master, you are worried that your eight senior brothers will be seduced by power and hurt each other's friendship with each other, so you have never done that. Although your eight senior brothers are now all

He is a famous figure all over the world, but in my opinion, I always feel that something is missing, and the moment you said that you were going to establish a sect, I suddenly understood what was missing..."

"Creating a sect? Does Master feel that you lack the support of an orthodox sect?"

Zhou Yi frowned and thought for a while, then added something a little unsure. Since Fang Buding said that he only thought of what was missing when he proposed to establish a sect, then the most intuitive answer that Zhou Yi thought of was the orthodox sect.

After all, Fang Buding had said before that none of the eight senior brothers in front of him could establish the sect.

"Yes! That's wrong too!"

After hearing the words, Fang Buding nodded, but then shook his head. Seeing the confusion on Zhou Yi's face, Fang Buding laughed and explained:

"What is really missing behind my master is the foundation! A profound foundation just like those famous families with thousands of years of history! Although your eight senior brothers are everywhere in my master, they are very messy and cannot form a strong enough unified force. What they have learned is quite complicated.

, and the sky is on the south and the north. Although they are famous all over the world, they lack cohesion and a deep enough foundation compared to those orthodox sects. And you, now give me the opportunity to complete this foundation for my teacher.

Chance."

"Oh, that's it. The disciple understands what the master means. It is the disciple's blessing to be able to realize the master's ambition. If the master has any instructions, just tell the disciple directly!"

Fang Buding explained in such detail that Zhou Yi naturally fully understood Fang Buding's intention. Zhou Yi had no intention of resisting this. In fact, his heart was filled with joy. If Fang Buding, a top martial arts master like Fang Buding, could take over the sect, then

The sect he wants to create is incredible. First of all, as long as Fang Buding gives permission, within the sect Zhou Yi creates, he can learn all of Fang Buding's martial arts without restriction.

A martial saint who has lived for more than two hundred years, the various martial arts he has learned are no less than a treasure trove of martial arts. This is basically a living Buddhist scriptures pavilion. As for the master,

Zhou Yi is even less worried. For a sect created by a foreigner, if the foreigner does not personally pass on the throne, the aborigines will not be able to take over the position of leader of the sect. Moreover, the aboriginal sect can only destroy the foreigner's sect, but cannot occupy it.

As for the idiotic idea that Fang Buding could snatch Zhou Yi's position as the leader, Zhou Yi had never thought about it at all. With Fang Buding's current strength and reputation, it would be easy to create his own mountain sect. There was no need to make such a small difference to Zhou Yi.

It's tempting. In fact, at this time, Zhou Yi understood the reason why Fang Buding did this.

Among his eight world-famous senior brothers, none of them could establish a sect either due to limited qualifications or due to other scruples. And if Fang Bu decided to create his own sect, he would not know how to pass on the position.

No matter who you give it to, power has always been the supreme pursuit of people throughout the ages.

Fang Buding was worried that the eight disciples would harm each other and betray each other because of their position as the leader. Although he regretted that he did not have his own true heritage, he still gave up the idea of ​​creating his own sect.

But now, Zhou Yi appeared in front of him. Fang Bu decided to ask Zhou Yi to get the Immortal Sword, which tested Zhou Yi's wisdom and ability. Now that he has seen Zhou Yi's self-created martial arts, he also knows Zhou Yi's understanding and aptitude.

, coupled with the fact that Zhou Yi was nourished by dragon essence and blood by chance, Fang Buding knew that Zhou Yi's good fortune was not bad.

Thinking again, Zhou Yi is not inferior to his meridians at this moment. Such an outstanding disciple with all the qualifications, understanding, abilities, and blessings, what reason does Fang Buding have not to give him strong support?

The status of these four words, "respecting teachers and respecting morality" in the Jianghu world, can be said to be beyond all existences. Even strangers cannot betray their masters for no reason. Fang Buding is very clear about this, so

,Although Fang Buding didn't understand Zhou Yi's character yet, he didn't worry too much about this.

The master protects the apprentice, and the apprentice supports the master. The two are closely related. As long as one of them does not do something that the other cannot tolerate, this closely related relationship even surpasses family affection, friendship and friendship in the world of martial arts.

Love is definitely the most stable and long-lasting emotion.

Fang Buding understands this truth, and Zhou Yi understands it even more. What impressed Zhou Yi the most about his ten years of game memory in his previous life was not the secret book, the girlfriend who left him, or the treasures of heaven and earth, but 'respecting teachers and respecting teachers'.

It's just four words of Tao! For all disciples of the sect, the master's order can simply trump everything else!

Just like Linghu Chong and Yue Buqun, or Zhuo Yihang to the Wudang sect, or Zhou Zhiruo and Miejie Shitai. There are so many examples that it can be said that they are too numerous to mention. To be exaggerated, in the world of Jianghu

, Master, that means everything! Of course, this is just a general statement. There are many things that violate the master's orders in the world of martial arts, but few people lose a good reputation. As for Zhou Yi, he never

I have never thought about this. Betrayal of my master is something that cannot be tolerated by heaven...

"I can't talk about giving orders or anything like that. I will not interfere with your management of the sect, but will only give you corresponding support. Once your cultivation reaches the point where you are a master, you will not be able to stay in the human world for long. As a master, you will not be able to stay in the human world for long."

The reason for doing this is just to leave some pure enough heritage for myself in the human world..."

Fang Buding's light words were full of an indescribable emotion. It was a kind of reflection that after going through many vicissitudes, in the end, he suddenly found that he was missing what he wanted most, or it was regret, or there was something hidden in it.

Zhou Yi couldn't understand other emotions, let alone read them, because he still lacked the kind of experience that only time can accumulate.

"Master, the disciple should take this opportunity to start creating his own martial arts. You happen to be always watching by the side, and you can give some pointers..."

Fang Buding was by his side, and there were not many opportunities to ask for advice. Although Fang Buding's emotion touched Zhou Yi a lot, in the final analysis, Zhou Yi was still far away from Fang Buding's state. So, it was better to go Do something that can help him now, for example, let his martial saint-level master give some advice!

Fang Buding was interrupted by Zhou Yi's extremely realistic behavior. His rare emotional release was interrupted, but he glared at Zhou Yi angrily, tapped Zhou Yi with his finger, and said funnyly:

"Greedy boy..." (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)


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