Sun Yanyan was eager to give it a try, and now he had completely become Wang Fu's little fanboy, worshiping him with all his might.
Being able to fight, work hard, and use one's brain is a rare talent not only in the Thunder Fire Palace, but also in Yunyang Temple and even in the entire cultivation world.
The few disciples selected by Ding Zhang Palace before were either unable to achieve greatness or died young. The fundamental reason was that they were talented but not scheming, and could not seek good fortune and avoid misfortune and protect themselves wisely.
In contrast, Wang Fu's comprehensive advantage is that he has concentrated the advantages of all his seniors and made up for their shortcomings, becoming an almost perfect successor.
This thrilling battle was beyond everyone's expectations.
Under Wang Fu's perfect control, they didn't lose anyone, but the ghosts started fighting among themselves, losing troops and generals, and suffered heavy casualties.
The Thunder Fire Palace is ready to make a move. Seeing the number of ghosts drop sharply, it is a good time to take advantage of the opportunity to break out and make contributions.
"There's no rush, just wait."
Wang Fu naturally didn't know the psychological process of his fellow disciples, so he just concentrated on observing the situation.
Of the two ghost forces, the Weeping General's army has the largest number. The hundreds of thousands of ghosts are an astronomical number. However, after previous losses, there are only tens of thousands at the moment.
However, what seemed to be a huge defeat before was actually not damaged, with 70% to 80% of the core strength still surviving. The only losses were the evil ghosts at the bottom.
It is equivalent to liposuction and shrinkage, the generals and leaders did not suffer much loss, and the generals even escaped with their leaders in mourning.
Looking at General Justice's Ligui Alliance, they currently have the upper hand in terms of numbers, but the orders are not uniform. Each group's strength is fighting in its own way, and its strength is not as good as the mourning army that has successfully lost weight.
Huo Bin has just entered a good situation and has not yet reached the stage where it is difficult to extricate itself. Taking action at this time will only cause both parties to abandon the inner river and turn to the outside world.
"hold on."
At this moment, there was no one to object. All the disciples of the Northwest Lower Court, whether they were new members or old members, all believed in Wang Fu.
The honor brought by a great victory is far richer than imagined.
These practitioners have very pure ideas. Whoever can lead them to kill ghosts and win consecutive victories is a good leader.
Wang Fu first used the Dharma Altar to summon thunder to wash the ground and quell the ghost disaster, and later used the Mingjing Dharma Formation to defeat the army of mourning generals. Whether it was his magical power or scheming methods, he was a first-rate existence at that time.
The rebellious Sun Yanyan was also convinced by this. Although he did not say anything in words, his every move showed that he was willing to be a subordinate and work for the king's benefit.
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"Master, there is something wrong."
In the Qingxu Monk camp, Lu Erqiao approached Taoist Changshi and whispered to him.
"My third brother originally wanted to join the House of Commons, but now that the Taoist temple has withdrawn, the matter has been put on hold."
Taoist Changshi thought of the boy and said, "It's Lu Sanbao. He has a rare talent and has the qualifications of a heavenly master. Don't worry, I will make the decision for the master and will not delay his future. After this battle, we will find a way to send him to Qingxu Temple."
Headquarters."
"no."
Lu Erqiao looked a little embarrassed and explained, "He saw that the thunder method was powerful and quick-thinking, so he clamored for my introduction, saying that he wanted to join the Thunder Fire Palace and learn the thunder method."
"absurd."
Taoist Changshi knew the inside story, "The Thunder Technique is the core secret of the Thunder Fire Palace. It will never be taught to outsiders who are not from the Zhang Palace. Even if he joins the Thunder Fire Palace, he may not be able to learn the Thunder Technique."
"I've explained it to him, but this kid has been precocious since he was a child and has a stubborn temper. I can't persuade him."
Lu Erqiao added, "Sanbao directly said that with his qualifications, he will definitely learn the thunder method by joining the Thunder Fire Palace."
Taoist Changshi choked. It was really possible that a talented person like Lu Sanbao would be regarded as a treasure by the Sanqing Palace, not to mention the Leihuo Palace.
Should such a good seedling be given up?
Taoist Changshi thought again that the territory had been surrendered, let alone to a mere boy, and his heart became more and more filled with sadness.
However……
"Master, it's not just that."
Lu Erqiao continued, "I have communicated with other students, and many of the boys and girls who were originally scheduled to be admitted to the Lower House..."
Before he finished speaking, the meaning was already obvious. The situation was similar to that of Lu Sanbao, who had to change his family.
The enrollment systems of Qingxu Temple and Yunyang Temple are different. Due to the vast territory, the lower schools in each area first recruit local students, cultivate observation qualifications for one or two years, and then classify them into grades. The best batch is sent to the Taoist temple headquarters for key training.
After the Qingxuguan forces withdrew, the biggest legacy was not the family property of more than a dozen lower houses, but the students who had not yet been admitted.
In previous years, the admissions to the Leihuo Palace were all selected by the Sanqing Palace, and the rest were dealt with regardless of whether they were good or bad.
With the ecological niche of the Thunder Fire Palace, one would be satisfied if someone took it, and there was really no room for pickiness.
The quality of the boys from Qingxu Guan is better than the annual students from Yunyang Guan.
Qingxu Temple occupies a good territory, the mountains and rivers show off talents, and the quality of students is also better, including peerless geniuses like Sanbao.
Taoist Fangshi had originally thought about whether he could wait for peace and discuss sending people back to the island Taoist temple headquarters, but now it seems there is no hope.
He ignored that people's hearts are fickle. Those young children were in the most desperate moment. From the moment they saw the thunder falling from the sky, their hearts no longer belonged to Qingxu Guan.
"That's all, everyone has their own ambitions, so there's no need to force it."
Taoist Changshi thought of this in confusion and walked quickly to Wang Fu.
"Young Master, I have something to ask of you."
Wang Fu was observing the battle situation, looking for opportunities to strike. Hearing this, he raised his head and asked, "What's going on?"
"There is a group of children..."
Taoist Changshi got straight to the point and directly mentioned the matter of these young boys. Seeing that the best time to start practicing this year was approaching, there was no time to delay.
For a true spiritual genius, missing one year is equivalent to wasting most of his life.
After Taoist Changshi listened, the young monks hadn't noticed yet, but Hui Xiang and the other elders were all so excited that they couldn't help themselves.
Will this group of high-quality young boys finally fall into their hands?
The source of Qingxu Guan has always been the most coveted by the Northwest Lower Court.
Although they are adjacent neighbors, Qingxu Guan relies on its strong power to recruit away the best local students every year, leaving the rest to Yunyang Guan.
Hui Xiang also often complained that the best group of local students would return to the Qingxu Temple, and the second group would be taken away by the Sanqing Palace, leaving the Leihuo Palace. If things go on like this, the Northwest Lower House will gradually decline.
Every year, the Northwest House of Commons hears that the top cultivators from all over the country have been selected by the Qingxu Temple. Even though they know they can’t compete, they still think that if they can get into their own family, they will definitely be able to train them well!
Today, my dream finally came true.
"Young Palace Master, agree quickly."
Hui Xiang's eyes were full of hope. He looked at Wang Fu. He had spent most of his life and had yet to receive a satisfactory disciple. What he asked for was not too much, just comparable to Lu Erqiao, a disciple of his old friend Changshi Taoist.
"That's it!"
Wang Fu thought for a moment and decided that this was a good thing, so he decisively agreed.