"Grandpa Gu, if I become your disciple, I don't want to change my mind and switch to other forces, especially the New Korea. The New Korea destroyed the Galaxy Sect. Sooner or later, we will have to pay for this hatred with the blood of the New Korea!" Liu Ziling said Looks filled with indignation.
Seeing this, Gu Daoxuan smiled and said: "I haven't even joined any force, so how can I force you, kid? It's better to tell this in advance. You and I are just masters and disciples. I won't do anything for any force because of you. I'm old I just want to stay in this Xin Le City and live an ordinary life."
Liu Ziling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then said: "Grandpa Gu, I have one more thing to say."
"Say something quickly!" Gu Daoxuan said angrily.
Liu Ziling looked firmly and said: "I already have a master in the Xinghe Sect. Although that guy is very unreliable, and his life and death are uncertain now, once he is a master, he will always be a father. No matter what, he is my master!"
"It doesn't matter. The master-disciple relationship between you and me will not affect other people. Naturally, your original master will not change. Even if you want to find another master to study under you in the future, I will not stop you."
Liu Ziling had a strange expression when he heard this, and thought to himself: "You are already one of the top masters in the world, where else can I find a master who is stronger than a saint..."
At this moment, Gu Daoxuan looked away from Liu Ziling. His expression changed slightly, as if he had noticed something, but it soon returned to its original state. He stretched out a hand and slowly drew an arc in the air.
Liu Ziling noticed Gu Daoxuan's strange changes and asked, "Grandpa Gu, what are you doing?"
"There are guests arriving in the courtyard. I just used some means to block your and my voices." Gu Daoxuan said directly without hiding anything.
"Who is it?" Liu Ziling asked curiously.
"We'll talk about this later. You kid, make a decision quickly. This is the first time and most likely the last time for me to accept a disciple. If it weren't for your grandfather's relationship, you can be considered a good young man. I am so young. I don’t want to bother teaching my disciples any more, but I will change my mind after tonight, so don’t regret it, kid!” Gu Daoxuan said very seriously.
Having said this, Liu Ziling still had no reason not to agree. He knelt down on the ground with a plop, saluted very respectfully and said: "Master, please come again, please accept my disciple's bow!"
Gu Daoxuan nodded with satisfaction. He unfolded a scroll on the table, tapped it twice with his fingers, then put away the scroll and pushed it forward. The scroll slowly floated in front of Liu Ziling.
"Huzi, since you have agreed, the so-called apprenticeship ceremony can be simplified. From now on, we will have a master-disciple relationship, and this painting is the apprenticeship ceremony given to you by my master!" Gu Daoxuan stroked his beard lightly and said with a smile.
Liu Ziling's expression was heavy. He carefully reached out and took off the scroll. He said with a grateful look on his face: "Thank you, Master, for the gift!"
Gu Daoxuan shook his head slightly and said: "It's not a rare thing. It's just a painting by my teacher. You can open it now and have a look!"
Liu Ziling rolled his eyes and cursed: "I'm always not interested in you. This is the calligraphy treasure of a painting saint. If you put it outside, it would be a rare treasure that can't be exchanged for a million dollars."
The thoughts in his mind did not affect the movements of his hands. Liu Ziling gently unfolded the scroll in front of him with his hands up and down, and a figure painting appeared in front of his eyes.
On the screen is a swordsman in civilian clothes who is quite young. His coarse clothes cannot hide his chivalrous spirit. Although the swordsman is not handsome, he stands like a sharp sword. His sword energy seems to be ready to burst out at any time. Liu Ziling is also there. There is a strong murderous aura in the painting.
This painting certainly didn't look like it was done by Gu Daoxuan casually. Liu Ziling looked carefully and could clearly see the swordsman's hair and the lines of the cloth. It's obvious how much effort Gu Daoxuan put into this painting.
"What a painting! What a powerful swordsman!" Liu Ziling couldn't help but exclaimed.
Gu Daoxuan solemnly said: "This is the patron saint of Taichu's heyday, the Common Sword God King Huan Ling!"
Liu Ziling took a breath of cold air. As a native of Taichu and the grandson of Liu Zhiyong, Prime Minister of Taichu, he had naturally heard of the legend of Wang Huanling. He had also seen Wang Huanling's portrait, but he had never seen such a realistic painting. He felt that the sword master would come out of the painting in the next moment.
Liu Ziling's feeling was correct. When he was concentrating on observing the painting, Wang Huanling's portrait suddenly flashed with dazzling light, and the legendary sword master actually walked out of the painting.
Wang Huanling appeared in front of Liu Ziling, and the figure in the painting gradually solidified and became not much different from a living person.
"Senior, I have something to ask of you today. This son is my disciple. I beg you, senior, to stay by my side and teach him the way of swordsmanship!" Gu Daoxuan held the junior salute to Wang Huanling and said respectfully, as if the Wang Huanling in front of him was really the former one. Like a sword master who is invincible in the world.
Liu Ziling was confused, but didn't say much.
Wang Huanling nodded slightly towards Gu Daoxuan. His eyes looked at Liu Ziling. His expression, which was very cold at first, softened a bit after staring at Liu Ziling for a while. He nodded towards Liu Ziling again with a satisfied look.
Suddenly, Wang Huanling's figure turned into a stream of light and flew into the painting. At the same time, the scroll automatically closed and flew back to Liu Ziling.
Seeing this, Liu Ziling carefully took the scroll in his hands again.
"Senior has recognized you. Whether he is alive or dead, this commoner sword god's protective heart towards the beginning is worthy of our descendants' respect. It seems that your heart is still towards this passed dynasty." Gu Daoxuan said with satisfaction.
When Liu Ziling saw that Wang Huanling had disappeared, he asked doubtfully: "Is this painting alive? Is he really Wang Huanling, the commoner swordsman?"
"You should also know that the Tao of being a teacher is the way of painting. The paintings made by the teacher contain Tao power and can have some magical effects. The most special effect of figure painting is to imbue spirits! Just like Wang Huanling's portrait, for The master can project Wang Huanling's deceased soul into the painting spirit. This painting spirit is Wang Huanling himself, which can be regarded as a resurrection to a certain extent..."
"Resurrection? Can it really be resurrected? Can I see my grandfather and my dead family?" Liu Ziling said excitedly after hearing this.
Gu Dao It has nothing to do with them themselves, it’s just an afterimage salvaged from the long river of time.”
"My teacher doesn't want to do this. What has passed away will eventually pass away. Letting them reappear will only make you experience the pain of separation again, and may even make you sink. It will not be beneficial to you..."
Liu Ziling said excitedly: "Master, didn't you still miss your homeland when you summoned this Taichu Guardian God?"
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Before Liu Ziling could speak again, Gu Daoxuan said first: "You said that you miss your motherland for the master. That's just one aspect. Wang Huanling is the strongest person known to the master. After being endowed with spirit, he can also exert the most powerful combat power. Painting Ling’s combat power is not only related to being a teacher, but also has an inextricable relationship with the subject of the painting.”
"I give you this gift not only to protect you in times of danger, but also to see that you are a swordsman with a broad sword on your back. If you study Wang Huanling's portraits more often, it will be of great benefit to your swordsmanship. The master doesn’t know any martial arts, so I can’t help you in this regard!”
Liu Ziling nodded solemnly and held the scroll a little harder.
Although Chu Zhongan couldn't hear any sounds outside the window, he could judge what was happening in the room through the pictures. He had some guesses about Liu Ziling's apprenticeship with Gu Daoxuan, and he was very excited.
At this moment, a woman shouted from outside the house: "Is Gu Daoxuan here? I'm here to see you for a martial arts competition!"
Chu Zhongan shrank when he heard this voice. He used his concealment method to the extreme, submerging himself into the shadows and making no more noise, because he heard that the person who spoke was Doudou!
A huge figure flew above Gu Daoxuan's house. It was the enlarged horror puppet. Doudou stood on the horror puppet very arrogantly. Ji Linger and the two spirit beasts were nowhere to be seen.
"Old man Gu, come out quickly, don't be a coward! Your sister Doudou is here to meet you!" Doudou continued to shout.
The door to the room suddenly opened by itself, and an old figure walked out, it was Gu Daoxuan.
"Little girl, I don't have any martial arts skills, and I have nothing to learn from you. Please come back!" Gu Daoxuan said with a smile, stroking his beard.
"You are a saint, one of the most powerful people in the world. Even that old guy is just a saint. Come up and have a showdown with your sister Doudou!" Doudou shouted.
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"It seems that you, old man Gu, look down on me, Doudou. Little Terror, bite him!" Doudou snorted coldly.
The horror puppet stopped in the air and did not immediately attack Gu Daoxuan. Its expression was very helpless, and it obviously did not want to attack the saint!
"Little Horebei, you're not obedient, right? Didn't you agree before you came that you would work harder in today's fight? When you go back, my sister will cook you a super delicious meal. What's wrong? You gave up even before the fight started. You're like this and your sister will be angry. You know the consequences of my anger, right?" Doudou threatened.
When Doudou heard this, he trembled. Obviously, when Doudou was angry, it would never end well. It puffed up its cheeks and rushed towards Gu Daoxuan.
"You girl, why are you so disobedient? It seems I have no choice but to let you give up!" Gu Daoxuan looked helpless. He quickly took action and drew a wall in front of him.
The horror doll hit the wall with Doudou on its back and made a loud noise. The next moment it flew up again, with a grin on its face, obviously in pain.
