Ji Chen stared at Zhang Mo with a dark face and said: "In this case, the auxiliary door is also 800, but there is a saying that a good beginning is a good end. I created this opportunity for you. I still hope you can maintain your original intention. Boy, choose your own path. ,how do you say?"
"But my original intention is to learn Taoism and Dharma," Zhang Mo replied honestly.
Ji Chen's face turned even darker. This was true. This kid might not have known about the existence of the auxiliary door before. Damn, he said the wrong thing and gave the wrong guidance.
He hurriedly corrected him with sincerity: "You may not know that there are more than 10,000 students in Daofa. If you go in, even if you have outstanding talent, you will be much better than you. It is impossible for resources to be tilted towards you, and I The auxiliary sect is different. There are less than a hundred people. Now that you are here, there is no shortage of resources and the future is bright. Besides, the auxiliary sect is also from the Taoist lineage, but it is not good at attacking and killing."
"Besides, are you an auxiliary student who is taking the exam? Have you passed it now? A man can say something and it is hard to catch up, right? Okay, now tell me, which one should you choose?" Ji Chen emphasized his tone, and he also He is an old fox, very good at catching the psychology of young people.
The three of them looked at Zhang Mo together.
Zhang Mo was really overwhelmed by Ji Chen's last words. He shook his head, composed himself, and said, "Teacher Ji, I'll go to the assistant door."
Everyone sighed.
"Silly"
"Idiot"
"I thought he was a genius, but I didn't expect that my brain was not working well."
"No need for identification, it's useless"
For a time, everything was possible.
Ji Chen was so pregnant, and the depression of the past two days was gone: "That Liangzi, stop being so sneaky, come up with a poem for this situation. Are you usually so successful with your limericks?" ?”
Shen Liang had no choice but to stand out from the crowd and said to Ji Chen: "Uncle Ji, what I wrote is not a limerick, it is an authentic metrical poem. However, this matter is indeed interesting, so I will write a poem."
Shen Liang walked back and forth for a few steps, pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he chanted: "
One Hundred Single Yamuren Alley
I have always been melancholy in Jiuzhong
Now the seventh level of foundation building
Passing through the hurdles and defeating the generals in the wind and thunder
"
"Haha, not bad," Ji Chen praised, "Zhang Mo, assist in dividing the four meridians, which one do you want to apply for?"
Zhang Mo looked puzzled, "Which four channels are there specifically?"
Ji Chen said: "The four channels are sutras, alchemy, medical skills, and magical talismans."
"Which lineage is best?"
Ji Chen hesitated, "How do you say this? Each one has its own advantages and disadvantages. I am the leader of the sutra lineage. I think you have good potential. If you join my sect, you can become my direct disciple."
Hearing this, there was an uproar around him. Ji Chen was famous in Liuyun Mountain for being arrogant and stubborn, but he was also famous for his high cultivation. His scriptures and tactics were unique in Liuyun Mountain.
In the auxiliary sect, he only gives routine lessons. He has not accepted direct disciples for more than ten years. He will not even look at those who are not extremely talented.
The auxiliary sect is weak, but Ji Chen is outstanding. Many geniuses in martial arts and Taoism want to join his sect through connections. They are just disciples, not direct disciples, and even the headmaster has come forward to tactfully persuade him to let go. In view of the faction, he accepted a few students from non-auxiliary sects as disciples, but he never made false pretences and did not give face to anyone.
"Teacher Ji, I don't know much about what these four veins do, and I heard about the scripture veins for the first time today. Can you allow me to think about it before making a decision?" Zhang Mo was indeed a little confused.
Hearing this, there was another uproar around him. Liu Jun, Luo Kuan and several other teachers shook their heads and smiled bitterly. Daqing, this bastard, had no idea how precious this opportunity was.
Dongfang Xu's face turned pale and he looked at Ji Xiaoyu. Ji Xiaoyu frowned and clenched her jade-white hands into fists.
The two of them were the top leaders of Liuyun Academy, and their families were well-off. They once visited Ji Chen and hoped to become his disciples, but they were declined. Unexpectedly, Ji Chen would actually accept him as his disciple. The key is that this kid is still making excuses. Do you want to think about it? !
"How unreasonable!" Dongfang Xu was angry.
Shen Liang shook the folding fan and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, I need to tell you that there is a big difference between direct disciples, disciples who enter the family, and ordinary disciples."
Zhang Mo asked doubtfully: "Oh, there are so many more ways?"
Shen Liang chuckled: "Ordinary disciples do not have to formally worship as a master. They are not allowed to call themselves master, they can only be called teacher. Of course, they can only attend ordinary classes."
Seeing that everyone around him was listening, he quickly put away his fan and deliberately showed off: "It's different for disciples who enter the house. They have to formally become a disciple. There are several teachers of Jingmai, but the master is not necessarily the master of the channel. Teacher Ji is a Jingmai master." The master of Wenmai, what the old man calls his direct disciple, means that he will personally accept you as his disciple and teach you step by step. You can inherit the unique skills and secrets of Master Ji, and you can even be the successor of the mantle in the future, you understand."
Ji Chen also smiled and nodded. Yes, there is a need to explain, but this kid doesn't seem to understand at all.
Zhang Mo touched his chin and said: "It turns out there are so many more ways, I understand."
Shen Liang felt a little sour in his heart. He grew up in Liuyun Mountain. He wanted to take Ji Chen as his teacher, but Ji Chen didn't want him, and now he wants to accept Zhang Mo. However, he has an open-minded and free-spirited temperament, so he smiled and said: "You You're lucky, kid. If you understand, act quickly. The masters of Liuyun Mountain's thirty-six veins, Master Ji's achievements can be ranked among the top five. Master Ji's has not accepted disciples for more than 20 years, this is a great opportunity!"
Ji Chen pretended to be serious and scolded: "That's nonsense. The top five are just fodder for gossip. How can we misunderstand and misrepresent them."
Zhang Mo looked at Ji Chen, who laughed. The scriptures and tactics are difficult to learn, understand and master. It’s not that he is strict and unkind in recruiting disciples, but that he knows the importance of talent. He feels that Zhang Mo’s physical constitution is It's a bit special. If he carves it with his own hands, he might become a master in the sutra lineage.
"Teacher Ji, can I enroll first and think about it before making a choice?"
Ji Chen's smile seemed to be frozen for a while, and then he said: "It doesn't matter, Taoism pays attention to nature. After enrolling in school, after you understand the four meridians, you can choose to become a disciple. Then you can report to Songtao Peak the day after tomorrow." After saying that, he shook his head, took the notebook under his arm and flew away.
Liu Jun and the fat black man looked at each other and smiled bitterly, they are just like a brat! Especially the fat black man, who originally thought he was sure of it, but he didn't expect this. He was very bored, picked up the book, tucked it under his arm, and left without looking back.
Liu Jun was also speechless. He saw that the time was almost over, picked up the notebook, waved his hand, and flew away.
After seeing the excitement, everyone began to leave.
"Brother Dongfang, Brother Ouyang, that..." Zhang Mo and Shouhou immediately surrounded them with smiles and greed, stretching out their palms...
