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8. Master Feng passed on seven friends

Zhang Yuanqiao was placing dishes and chopsticks. When he saw two disciples coming, the middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said, "There is no oil in the temple, Yan Wan can barely eat some."

Sun Yanwan hurriedly said, "Master! I am from a poor family. Some of them are good for eating and never picky."

Zhang Yuanqiao smiled slightly and said nothing.

The dinner for the master and apprentice is simple, with only one pot of mixed grain cakes, a jar of assorted pickles, and a pot of vegetable soup.

Sun Yan came here for more than a month. After being tempered, she was not picky about food. She ate a bun with the fragrant pickles and drank a bowl of vegetable soup.

Although Zhang Yuanqiao learned something about Sun Yanwan from his eldest disciple, he didn't know much. After all, Miao Youxiu didn't know much about this cheap disciple, and there was nothing to say about Zhang Qingxi, so he had to ask a few questions.

Sun Yan didn't hide it and answered one by one later. After all, he had more thoughts and deliberately exaggerated a little bit. The elders in the clan forced him to be a big shop mate, and even squeezed out a few tears and choked up.

Zhang Yuanqiao sighed and comforted: "It is not a big deal for relatives to refuse to take in. It is not a big deal to be able to get more knowledgeable about people's hearts after being tempered. Since you have become my teacher, just stay in this temple. Master will definitely not lose your future."

"Since you have become a disciple, you will also tell you the previous one."

"My family's surname is Zhang, and my name is Yuanqiao! I became a disciple of the Songyang School Feng Zu, and I was his second disciple. After your ancestor passed away, because of his dissatisfaction with the head teacher, I burned incense in front of the portrait of the ancestor and brought my only disciple, that is, your senior brother Zhang Qingxi, and I went out to create another school!"

"This Taoist temple is called Taiyi Temple. It covers an area of ​​about dozens of acres. It was very prosperous in its early years. Later, it was abandoned due to war and has not been restored to this day. More than a year ago, I traveled with your senior brother here. Seeing that the Taoist temple was abandoned, I couldn't bear to be humiliated by the three masters, so I stayed and regarded myself as the master of the temple. I founded the Taiyi Sect because of the name of the Taoist temple."

"At this Taiyi Sect at present, I'm just an old man who brought you two kittens."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yuanqiao couldn't help laughing.

He wants to create another sect, and it is not easy to do it!

Even if he was a great master of the world, he had many difficulties. The matter of accepting disciples would give Zhang Yuanqiao a headache. If he opened the door wide, there would be no one in the world who would be willing to send younger generations to become disciples, but these mermaids and dragons were mixed, and they would probably make his school messy and messy. Therefore, Zhang Yuanqiao was very cautious in accepting disciples. If it weren't for Miao Youxiu's recommendation, he wouldn't have accepted disciples easily.

After accepting an apprentice, Zhang Yuanqiao was very happy and urged his disciples to eat. He said to Sun Yanwan: "From tomorrow, you must get up with your senior brother, so you can sweep the Taoist temple in the morning, and then listen to your master's lectures. If you have other homework in the afternoon, don't neglect it."

Sun Yanwan nodded repeatedly. After eating, he cleaned up the dishes with his senior brother Zhang Qingxi. Although he had only been a shop assistant for a few days, the pressure of life made him learn very quickly in those few days. He was smart and had a wink when working, which made his master and his senior brother happy.

Zhang Qingxi sent Sun Yanwan back to the room. After leaving for a while, he came over with a bedding and a bundle of hay. He smiled and said, "Our Taiyi Temple has not been repaired yet, and the mountain residence is simple. Junior Brother Sun is more patient."

Sun Yanwan felt a little strange and said to himself: "It is normal for Taoist priests to live a hard life. Why does the master say that the audience is not very good? The second senior brother also said that the mountain residence is simple? Could it be... their master and disciple have not lived a hard life? So when they entertain me, they feel guilty?"

"Oh oh oh, wrong! Now we are our master and apprentice, so we should not treat ourselves as an outsider anymore."

Sun Yanwan hurriedly said, "What are you talking about with the eldest brother? Junior brother, I was originally a poor family. A few days ago, I still lived in a woodshed. Going forward, there was no bedding at home. If the view was considered simple, I would have been a bad person before."

Zhang Qingxi smiled slightly. When Sun Yanwan had just traveled through time, he was a little cautious. Later, he followed Miao Youxiu and was not so cautious. Occasionally, he would subconsciously reveal some habits from the previous world. Poor families could not raise these details. This senior brother from Taiyiguan was as careful as he was, but he just refused to expose it.

He helped Sun Yanwan put together several benches and lay out hay and bedding, and said, "I will call my junior brother tomorrow so that I will not sleep too late and delay the cleaning of the Taoist temple."

Sun Yanwan hurriedly thanked the senior brother. Seeing that Zhang Qingxi was about to leave, he bowed and said, "I am confused when I am a disciple. Although I have been included by my mentor, I still don't know what the Songyang Sect is. If someone asks me, wouldn't I be ashamed?"

Zhang Qingxi smiled and said, "Okay, let's say a few words to my junior brother."

"Our Songyang School is the Taoist Xuanhuang Dao lineage. In addition to Taoist inheritance, it is also the leader of the ten sword sects in the martial arts world. Since Master Feng passed on his seven friends and opened the Songyang lineage, it has been prosperous and has a very famous reputation in just a hundred years."

"Master Feng is the best in the world. His martial arts skills are so high that only three or five people in the world can compare with. Our master is the second disciple of the master. He has all the skills of the master and his martial arts are so strong that he is almost as good as Master Feng's master's junior years."

"Because our master is too outstanding, the head master is not happy. He thinks that the teacher is a threat and makes things difficult for him. The master has no choice but to take me out of the mountain gate."

"But when our master went down the mountain, he burned incense for Master Feng. He did not break out to teach, but to open a new branch. In the future, you can also sign up for a disciple of the Songyang Sect."

"You should be a little polite when encountering the Songyang Sect's brothers, but you don't have to be too wronged. If the other party is not very polite, just think they are just a breeze."

Sun Yanwan chuckled and said, "What the eldest brother teaches is."

Sun Yanwan chatted with the senior brother for an hour or two. Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Yuanqiao also stipulated that the apprentices must go to bed early and get up early, so he reluctantly sent Zhang Qingxi away.

He returned to the room and lay down, his heart slightly hot, and he thought to himself, "I actually found a treasure!"

"It turns out that my teacher is very famous, and Master Feng is even the most powerful master in the world. The Songyang Sect is also the leader of the ten sword sects in the world."

"After paying such a good master, as long as I work hard, I will never be a hero in the future?"

"I just don't know what powerful martial arts of the Songyang Sect are, and it's easy to practice?"

Sun Yanwan came here from time to time. He was just a big shop guy and couldn't contact people from the world. He really didn't know who is the most respected person in the world and which sect is powerful?

After several months of his time with Miao Youxiu, he always felt that this master was going to leave at any time, seized all the time and asked about martial arts. He didn't dare to waste time asking about these miscellaneous news in the world. After all, learning martial arts is much more important than asking about gossip.
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