Zhang Ziyu and his party arrived at Maoshan, and Uncle Jiu also used a message transmission order to notify Qiu Sheng and others to come.
With Huang Rong leading the team, the two groups happened to meet at the foot of Maoshan Mountain and took the opportunity to go up the mountain together.
In addition to Huang Rong, Qiu Sheng, and Jiu Shu, there were quite a few people here, including Qian Jiale, Jing Jing, Zhang DaDa, Qian Shui, Wen Cai, and A Wei.
Even though his talent is low, he can't stand his loyalty, so he just takes one more person like him in the training class.
"Junior brother, is this Da Maofeng? It's so big."
Qiu Sheng and Jiale looked around and climbed up the long stone staircase. Instead of looking at the surrounding environment, their eyes were full of curiosity, as if they had entered the city.
"It's no surprise that it's not big. The surrounding hills are all the sect's property."
"It's rare to find something strange."
On the side, Shi Shaojian showed a mocking look, as if he looked down on the two of them.
I don't know why, but these people just didn't see eye to eye at the time, but with Zhang Ziyu pressing down, Qiu Shengwencai, and Jiale having been in the security team, they naturally knew a little bit about propriety.
There are conflicts, but they are not out of line and are under control.
Qiu Sheng put his arm around Shi Shaojian's neck, strangling him until he almost died: "Brother, you have seen a lot, is there any place more powerful than our Maoshan?"
When they didn't agree, they dug a hole. Jiale came closer, pinched Shi Shaojian's stomach secretly, put his shoulder on the right side, and asked with a smile: "Yes, you tell me."
Gan!
Shi Shaojian couldn't hold himself any longer. Why did he make so many small moves? He quickly struggled away: "You...a gentleman talks but doesn't use his hands."
Zhang Ziyu glanced at a few people and said quietly: "Senior brothers, don't be in a hurry. Anyway, there are regular exams in the training. Then we will start slowly. Otherwise, I will let my uncle and you go..."
"call"
Uncle Jiu was furious when he heard the wording, and was about to slap Zhang Ziyu on the back of the head.
As a result, Zhang Ziyu moved when he heard the wind, ducked over, turned around and said: "Ahem, what are you doing, uncle?"
"Let uncle go, right? Do you believe I will tell all the brothers on the mountain this?"
Hearing this, Zhang Ziyu laughed dryly and said, "That's not necessary. Master, let's calm down and let's go to Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace first. Master and the others are already waiting."
Uncle Jiu glared at Zhang Ziyu, and then led the people up the mountain honestly. There was no way to kiss him now. Zhang Ziyu was the biggest on Damao Peak. If he provoked this kid, he would probably skin him if he kissed his master.
The last one didn't teach Zhang Ziyu well and taught him a lazy character. Now he has to be beaten by the boss of San Gong every day.
Although my strength is improving rapidly, it still hurts.
When everyone arrived at Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace, Hanqing and the other two people who got the news first were already waiting in the main hall.
Several people entered the main hall. Except for Zhang Ziyu, who still looked casual, Qiu Sheng, a naughty literary talent, and Shi Shaojian, all of them became breathless and cautious one by one.
"Disciple has met the master (the ancestor of the master)!"
"That's right, no need to be polite."
Hanqing smiled and lifted everyone up with his hands, which showed that his strength was not low.
Han Qing looked over one by one and felt very satisfied. Although these disciples were definitely not as talented as Zhang Ziyu in cultivation, the feeling of prosperity made him, the leader, feel very happy.
"It's all good. Ziyu told me about the training class. It's indeed feasible. Let him take care of this matter and come up with regulations. All the elders on the mountain will cooperate with us."
Naturally, there would be advance understanding of such a big matter, and Hanqing would not refuse. It all depends on Zhang Ziyu's idea of how to handle it and how it will be done.
In his eyes, these were just some changes that paved the way for Zhang Ziyu to become the head coach.
Hanqing looked at his disciple carefully, his eyes fell on Huang Rong, and his smile became more kind: "Girl, you are Huang Rong, Ziyu's Taoist companion."
Huang Rong's face turned red, she nodded and said with a smile, "Rong'er has met the Patriarch."
"Hahaha, good, good, really good. It's a pity that there are no women among the elders. Otherwise, I could personally teach you how to practice. But it's not a big problem. Ziyu's cultivation is no worse than that of ordinary elders. Just let him teach you."
After exchanging a few words, Hanqing turned to Zhan Yi and said, "Zhan Yi"
"The disciple is here."
"Take your apprentice nephews to go down and rest first. Ronger and Jingjing will arrange a small courtyard alone."
"Disciple understands."
Zhan Yi led everyone out, and there were only three elders left in the hall: Hanqing, Hanxu, Hanshou, and the other three, Shi Jian, Uncle Jiu, and Zhang Ziyu.
Even Taoist Master Qianhe and other Zhan disciples were taken down.
As soon as the junior left, the entire main hall became extremely quiet, with only the lingering smoke of incense lingering.
"Ajian"
"The disciple is here."
"Is that child Shaojian your biological son?"
Hearing this, Shi Jian looked ashamed, knelt down, and replied in a deep voice: "He is the disciple's own son. It is the disciple's fault that he has concealed it from the master for many years."
"What's the crime? You, we are Maoshan, not some other sect."
Hanqing said: "You haven't dared to take him back to the mountain these years, and you didn't even mention it when he was named and awarded a ceremonial seal. Maybe it's because of the matter of the child's mother..."
"Master, you, how did you..."
"Chier, firstly, you are doing it for that woman, and secondly, for the position of being the leader. You don't want to attract criticism from your fellow disciples. How come we don't know that?"
Shi Jian looked shocked, not realizing that his thoughts had been broken by his master bit by bit.
"Humph, brat, how can you hide your thoughts from us? You don't know how to teach children, and you don't ask. If the child comes later, I'm afraid you will teach him bad things."
The one who spoke was Han Shou, who was in charge of Maoshan’s punishments. His team’s eyes were extremely accurate in seeing people.
Shi Shaojian, this child, has a domineering look on his face. Isn't he spoiled? If he wasn't overly doted on, why would he be like this?
It's no wonder that Shi Jian's wife had some problems with her identity at the beginning, and she was somewhat involved with the White Lotus Sect. Although she was not deeply involved and she was relatively innocent, Shi Jian was young and how could he dare to tell his master.
How many stories from ancient times to modern times talk about teachers’ sects forcibly breaking up lovers?
Later, due to conflicts, his wife died, and Shi Jian was left with an only son. It was impossible not to dote on him.
Hanxu caressed Hu and said, "It's okay, it's not too late to discipline him strictly."
"Thank you, master, uncle."
The matter of Shi Jian's son was settled in this way, which was a good thing for Shi Jian. Hanqing helped Shi Jian up and said: "The reason why you three are left here is to make a decision. Originally, this decision still needs to be made later."
A few years ago, but the cultivation level of the immature Pseudophysodes was actually so powerful, comparable to that of refining the gods. This is something I didn’t expect. It’s good to make this decision earlier, and it will be good for us in Maoshan..."
Uncle Jiu had a strange look on his face when he heard this, and he had already guessed something. Shi Jian looked hard in thought, and suddenly thought of something.
"I have been the headmaster of Maoshan for nearly a hundred years. It has been long enough and you have all grown up. It is time to make a decision."
He glanced at Shi Jian and Jiu Shu and said: "Zhan Zhan only has the two of you. Originally, I should have chosen between the two of you, but now that Ziyu has come out of the blue, he has given us Maoshan a big gift. Change
The techniques and the tools for transmitting the techniques are all important matters."
"Master, you..."
Just when Shi Jian was about to speak, Han Qing nodded and replied: "Yes, I want to appoint the acting headmaster of Maoshan. Tomorrow, outside Jiuxiao Palace, the three of you will have a duel. The winner will be me, the acting headmaster of Maoshan. This is only a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
Shi Jian looked surprised. He originally thought that the master already wanted to appoint Zhang Ziyu as the acting head teacher.
"Master, I know that my talents are limited and I am not qualified to be the acting head teacher. I am willing to give Ziyu the post of acting head teacher."
When Shi Jian heard this, he suddenly looked at the junior brother next door. Unexpectedly, Lin Jiu's face showed no dissatisfaction and was full of sincerity.
He suddenly realized that this was Master's good intention to give himself a chance to compete so that he could be convinced?
Thoughts were swirling in his mind all of a sudden, and he didn't know whether it was admiration, sigh, or bitterness. His face changed, and Han Qing said kindly: "Idiot, I'm thinking about it when I go back, don't worry."
Shi Jian took a deep breath and suddenly said: "This disciple is also willing to give up the fight for the position of Acting Master. Although Master Nephew Ziyu only has foundation-building cultivation, his strength surpasses that of the Ghost King and he is proficient in thunder. I am no match and there is no need to struggle."
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He paused and then said: "Furthermore, my nephew is extremely talented. He is the headmaster. In this era of Dharma-ending times, Maoshan is very lucky. I can't do it. However, the position of the elder of the three palaces will inevitably be competed by the disciples, especially for execution."
Elder."
When he said this, Shi Jian glanced at his junior brother Lin Jiu. There is no longer a fight between the master and the executioner. Is it okay for the execution elder to fight for victory?
Lin Jiu couldn't stand it anymore, how could he come to him? He didn't want to compete, but it seemed unreasonable to retreat again. It wasn't because he was greedy for power, but because he was not allowed to retreat anymore. His senior brother would also be unconvinced.
It's better to compete in this position.
"Hahaha, yes."
Han Qing was happy to see the two disciples change like this. From being incompatible with each other, to now just fighting each other, it was already a good change.
"Senior brother, how can Ziyu convince others in front of everyone?"
Han Shou asked the key point. After all, the competition was also a process to establish Zhang Ziyu's dignity. Now that the fight was gone, it would be difficult to do.
Zhang Ziyu, who had been silent until now, spoke up: "Uncle Master, this is not a big problem. I let my two spirit beasts walk around Maoshan a few times in the past two days, and everyone will know. After all, my spirit beasts
The beast is pretty good."
The Fire Dragon and the Taotie King are both existences close to the peak of foundation building. With such spiritual beasts, Zhang Ziyu's status and strength are also highlighted.
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
In the blink of an eye, the matter was settled, and Zhang Ziyu asked again: "This disciple has one more thing he wants to ask the master about."
"What's the matter?"
"Ask someone, the late stage monk in the refining of gods who fought with his disciple that day was named Liao Chen. I wonder if my uncle Kecheng has ever heard of his name?"