Listening to Zhang Lingyu's answer, he felt the other party's attitude.
Zhang Taichu held his forehead, a little speechless, thinking that Zhang Lingyu was good at everything, he was good-looking, talented, intelligent, and good-natured.
It's just that his temper and temperament are not strong, he is too conformist and sticks to the rules.
"What a good seedling. No, I have to dig it out from my senior brother's hands and cultivate it carefully. I can't let it be destroyed."
Zhang Taichu said, making up his mind to take advantage of his senior brother Zhang Zhiwei.
In fact, it was more than twenty years ago.
At that time, Zhang Lingyu was still a baby walking around in diapers, and he had already seen that the child had extraordinary abilities.
On the one hand, because of the setting of the "All Powers Immortal Path" system, I was tempted to accept a disciple, and wanted to accept Zhang Lingyu as my first disciple.
It is a pity that at that time, senior brother Zhang Zhiwei said that he was unwilling to leave the ignorant Zhang Lingyu to his training.
In the words of the other party, he was afraid that after leaving Zhang Lingyu to him, Zhang Lingyu would grow into the second bad-tempered "Zhang Taichu".
In response to this, Zhang Taichu laughed and could only have a friendly and in-depth exchange with his senior brother before he successfully "fighted" and reached a consensus.
It was agreed that Zhang Lingyu would not discuss the matter of accepting a disciple until Zhang Lingyu came of age, but before that, Zhang Zhiwei would train him first.
This agreement was made because there were many bottlenecks in the Xuantian Qi method, and his focus back then was still on retreat cultivation.
Unexpectedly, if I wasn't careful, more than twenty years would pass by in a flash.
When Zhang Taichu came out of seclusion today, his mind moved, and the thought of accepting a disciple came to his mind again.
When he thought of this, his thoughts moved slightly, and his spirit was immersed in his mind again.
Immediately, a golden panel appeared in front of him.
The panel is very simple and straightforward.
Because it's blank.
"I have been in this world for more than ninety years, but I have never had a disciple like this. System, you are suffering with me."
Zhang Taichu thought about it, feeling more and more uncomfortable.
No, Zhang Lingyu, the disciple, has been accepted by himself - Zhang Zhiwei can't keep him, I, Zhang Taichu, said so!
When he thought of this, he quickened his pace and walked towards his residence.
It’s better to choose a day than to hit it, today is the day!
Zhang Taichu in front stepped up his pace, allowing Zhang Lingyu behind him to follow closely.
After the two left the martial arts arena, they walked through a lush forest and came to a row of houses.
The rooms are antique and neatly arranged, and the bluestone path in the middle is clean and spotless.
Zhang Taichu was filled with emotion when he saw this scene of the sect that he had been away from for a long time. In the past few decades, he basically stayed in the Xianshui Rock in the back mountain.
Even if senior brother Zhang Zhiwei needed to discuss something with him, he would always come to him and deal with it in the cave.
"It's been a long time since I returned to Zhengyiguan." Zhang Taichu said to himself, with his hands behind his back, looking for the route in his memory, and walked towards his residence.
Along the way, you will meet many disciples from Longhu Mountain.
However, these little dolls all have unfamiliar faces, and none of them have an impression.
Similarly, when these disciples from Longhu Mountain saw Zhang Taichu, they all looked surprised and felt very strange.
Not because of anything else.
Just because Uncle Lingyu was following a young Taoist!
"That man looks young and is probably of the same generation as me. Why is he walking in front so arrogantly that Uncle Lingyu follows behind?"
"Uncle Lingyu attaches great importance to etiquette, how could he allow that person to overstep like this?"
"Strange, really strange."
Every disciple of Longhu Mountain would salute Zhang Lingyu and say hello with great respect when Zhang Taichu and others passed by.
Afterwards, everyone would unanimously wonder about Zhang Taichu's existence and whisper.
Zhang Taichu was very aware and heard all this, but he didn't care.
On the contrary, Zhang Lingyu heard a few words and frowned, wondering whether to explain his identity for his uncle.
"Disciples of Longhu Mountain have changed from generation to generation. I don't move around much. It's normal if you don't recognize me. Don't worry about it." Zhang Taichu said casually.
"Yes, uncle." Zhang Lingyu nodded.
After a while, the two of them went around in circles.
Finally, we came to a small house facing the sun, leaning against the back wall of the Tianshi Mansion, and the surroundings were quiet.
"After so many years, they are all covered in dust, right?" Zhang Taichu said to himself and pushed the wooden door open.
With a creak, a clean and tidy dormitory appeared in front of you.
There is no eye-catching furniture, just simple wooden tables, chairs, beds, etc. The floor is covered with gray floor tiles, which is antique and completely inconsistent with the modern decoration.
"During your retreat, uncle, this house has been cleaned on time all year round, and all the layout has not changed." Zhang Lingyu said respectfully from the side.
"Thank you for your hard work." Zhang Taichu nodded and looked at his cabin in front of him, feeling very satisfied.
The two entered the house and immediately closed the door.
Zhang Lingyu lit an incense candle, letting a peaceful fragrance fill the room.
Zhang Taichu casually pulled up a bench and sat down on it.
He pointed to a very limited open space in the main hall of the house and said casually: "You are here to demonstrate the skills. Let me see what you have gained in the past six months."
Doubts appeared in Zhang Lingyu's eyes: "Uncle Master, the space here is narrow. I'm worried that I won't be able to hold back and damage the furnishings in the room."
"It's better to go to the courtyard in front of the house, it's wider there."
Zhang Taichu said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, it's the same everywhere."
As he spoke, he moved his Taoist robe, and a golden light suddenly appeared, turning into an arc barrier, trapping Zhang Lingyu in it.
"Just use it to your heart's content, don't worry - I can handle this golden light."
After listening to his uncle's words, Zhang Lingyu no longer refuted.
He raised his head and looked at the thin film of golden light that shrouded the surroundings. Immediately, the Qi machine changed, and light blue Qi appeared in his hand. He first tentatively slashed it away with a palm.
With a soft bang, Zhang Lingyu struck down, and his pupils immediately shrank.
In front of him, the golden light barrier showed no change. Not to mention the appearance of cracks, it didn't even sway at all.
Zhang Taichu said happily: "Don't worry, just hit it with all your strength."
"Understood." Zhang Lingyu nodded, no longer holding back, and the turbulent Qi breath suddenly lingered throughout his body.
The next moment, his figure disappeared in the golden light.
Within a radius of one foot, it turned into an erratic white shadow.
Rumble, rumble!
In the blink of an eye, thousands of fierce attacks hit the golden light barrier, but the latter remained motionless and extremely hard!
Zhang Taichu squinted his eyes slightly, and the conscious energy derived from "sexuality" surged out, covering the golden light barrier, and he carefully felt Zhang Lingyu's every move.
