Zhang Chaohai stepped forward and respectfully clasped his fists and said, "In Zhang Chaohai, Xiadonghai City, take his dog son Zhang Shaoyun to pay homage to the Taoist priest."

Zhang Shaoyun was very nervous, knelt down and shouted: "Zhang Shaoyun has met his senior. I am here to become a disciple. I hope to be a disciple of Mr. Wang Cheng, and I also hope that my senior will allow him. I have been pursuing martial arts since I was a child. I can endure hardships, and I can endure any hardships. Please ask Mr. Wang Cheng to accept me..."

After saying that, the guy hit the ground with his head and made a bang, which shows that the force was definitely not small.

Taoist Changhe was stunned for a moment and looked at Wang Cheng, who lowered his head and did not speak.

When Zhang Chaohai saw it, he knew there was a chance, he waved his hand and asked the two bodyguards behind him to bring the black box, personally opened it to the Eight Immortals table in front of Taoist Changhe, and said respectfully: "Master Taoist, these are two thousand-year-old ginseng trees I collected in the Northeast. I hope the Taoist Taoist can accept it and make it into a medicine soup to nourish the body."

Taoist Changhe glanced at the two ginsengs that had turned into human form, then looked at Zhang Chaohai and Zhang Shaoyun who were kneeling on the ground, and smiled, saying, "Do you know what kind of sect our sect is?"

Zhang Chaohai nodded and said, "I heard of it, it is called Wu Shengshan."

Taoist Changhe shook his head and said, "That's our mountain name. You didn't call Shaolin Temple Shaoshi Mountain? My sect is the Tibetan tripod temple that has been passed down for two thousand years. I worshipped my disciples and become a monk and a Taoist priest in the future. Are you willing to do this?"

Zhang Chaohai was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought. Zhang Shaoyun hurriedly raised his head, his forehead was red, and he shouted excitedly: "Master, don't worry, Master, as long as I enter the school and become a disciple of Zangding Temple, I will definitely abide by the rules and be a Taoist priest."

Zhang Chaohai looked at his son with a complicated expression, and then solemnly said to Taoist Changhe: "Yes, as long as he gets started, he will naturally abide by the rules of the gate."

Changhe glanced at Wang Cheng and said, "Wang Cheng, what did you say?"

Wang Cheng was ashamed and whispered: "Master, I've just been in March, and I don't know if I can teach my disciples."

Changhe narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "When I accepted the first disciple, I was over fifty, and I couldn't teach it well. Your current strength is indeed qualified to accept disciples. Speaking of which, you are already teaching Yuanyuan as a disciple. It seems that the effect is good. However, I will not interfere with your admission of disciples, it is your own business."

"Just remember one thing, you will be the inheritor of my Wusheng Mountain and the Zangding Temple in the future, and your disciples will definitely not be simple and casual."

This is very serious and solemn.

The little girl Wang Yuanyuan heard the Taoist priest Changhe mentioned her and smiled at the old Taoist priest because she knew that she was praising herself and her brother.

Wang Cheng's eyes were always fixed on Zhang Shaoyun. He looked at this guy looking at him with a serious look on his face. He said, "Shaoyun."

Zhang Shaoyun was stunned and said blankly: "Yes, master."

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Pour me a cup of tea."

Zhang Shaoyun looked at the teapot and tea cup in confusion on the table in front of Wang Cheng. Why did he still call himself? He shouted blankly: "Ah...?"

Zhang Chaohai was happy and laughed immediately. He slapped Zhang Shaoyun in the head and scolded, "Pour tea for your master, this is called apprenticeship tea. Do you understand?"

Zhang Shaoyun understood instantly, with a ecstatic smile on his face, and hurriedly agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll come right away." He hurriedly got up and ran to the table to pick up the teacup, smiled foolishly at the Taoist priest Changhe and Wang Cheng, then poured a cup of tea and handed it to Wang Cheng, and said, "Master, please have tea."

Zhang Chaohai, who was standing behind him, slapped his son on the back of the head and shouted, "Kneel down and hand it to your master with both hands."

Zhang Shaoyun said oh, and hurriedly knelt on the ground with both knees. He made a bang, and raised the teacup with both hands and handed it to Wang Cheng. He said respectfully: "Disciple, please ask the master for tea."

Wang Cheng nodded, took the teacup, took a sip, and nodded, "Okay, you're getting started, just be simpler, and I'll pour you a cup of tea for your master."

Zhang Shaoyun laughed loudly, hurriedly poured another cup of tea and knelt in front of the Taoist priest Changhe, handed it on both hands, and said respectfully: "The disciple Zhang Shaoyun invites his master to have tea."

Taoist Changhe nodded calmly, took the teacup and drank it clean. He couldn't say anything of good quality, and simply said: "Let me listen to your master in the future."

Zhang Shaoyun nodded fiercely: "I must listen to the master."

Changhe nodded slightly and stopped talking.

Zhang Shaoyun knew that this was over, and he was so excited that he was finally getting started. He finally became a master and finally became a master. He finally could learn martial arts. When he thought that he could become a master in the future, he smiled foolishly again.

Wang Cheng said seriously: "Don't be happy first, you will suffer from your hardships. You are average in qualifications and practice martial arts so late. You must work harder than others several times before you can catch up."

Zhang Shaoyun curled his smile, looked at Wang Cheng and Taoist Priest Changhe, and said solemnly: "Master, don't worry, Master, I will definitely work hard a hundred times and follow my master's teachings."

Taoist Changhe still nodded slightly, not saying anything. In fact, he was not optimistic about Zhang Shaoyun's development in martial arts. After all, he was so old and his roots were average.

However, he did what he said, and he really didn't care about Wang Cheng's affairs, as long as this disciple did not harm the truth.

Wang Cheng accepted the disciples and took Zhang Shaoyun and his son to visit the Tibetan temple for a while, visited the thousand-year-old temple, and understood the atmosphere of some ancient Chinese civilization.

Afterwards, Wang Cheng chatted with his master Taoist Changhe for a while. At lunch, he had a meal at the Taoist temple with his master Taoist Changhe and his newly accepted apprentice Zhang Shaoyun.

At dusk in the afternoon, Wang Chengcai said goodbye to his master and left the mountain.

"Master, are we still walking back?"

Zhang Shaoyun asked slightly depressedly, his legs still hurt a little.

Wang Cheng nodded affirmatively and said naturally: "Of course, my master has been down-to-earth for more than 80 years. I have also learned from my master. Since I became a disciple, I will rely on my feet for those who can walk. And you are my apprentice, so naturally I will adhere to this inheritance. From today on, unless you are back to the East China Sea, the rest rely on your feet and cannot take a car."

"When you accept your disciples in the future, you must pass on this tradition."

Zhang Shaoyun was sure in his heart, and thought it was originally the inheritance of this sect. He said seriously: "Yes, master, I must keep it in mind and persevere."

"Well, you will know when you truly understand it."

Wang Cheng said lightly.

He himself only understood the mystery not long ago, and also understood the true core mystery of Earth Demon Fist from it.

The earth is the foundation. It is not only the foundation of the disciples of Wusheng Mountain, but also the foundation of all martial arts practitioners.

Zhang Chaohai, who was walking down the mountain, saw that Wang Cheng had already started teaching his son seriously at such an age. He seemed to have the majesty of a sect master. He also completely relieved himself and had absolute trust in Wang Cheng. He said seriously to Zhang Shaoyun: "You must listen to your master in the future. If I let me know that you violate your master, I will not spare you first."

Zhang Shaoyun whispered: "Dad, I understand, I will definitely listen to the master."

Zhang Chaohai smiled at Wang Cheng and said, "Sir. I will trouble you from now on. As long as you think it is right, just make trouble. I absolutely trust you in Mr.."

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I know what to do."

Zhang Chaohai stopped talking, and got off the mountain and got on the bus and drove towards Wang Cheng's villa. He booked a plane ticket tomorrow morning and stayed at Wang Cheng's house for another night today.

Zhang Shaoyun could only follow Wang Cheng and Wang Yuanyuan to hike back to the villa again.

It took more than two hours along the way.

On the way, Wang Cheng began to fulfill his obligation to be a master and began to teach Zhang Shaoyun the internal breathing and pace rules, and the techniques of integrating horse stance into life, etc.

Zhang Shaoyun is indeed a little smart, and at the same time he is very persistent in martial arts. So he is very attentive and learns very quickly. He runs back to the villa, which is much easier than in the morning. He just feels tired all over and does not feel as if it is the same as when the morning has passed.

Back to the villa.

Wang Cheng did not ask Zhang Shaoyun to lie down and rest immediately, but directly began to teach him one of the basic stake techniques of Wu Shengshan, the Nine Styles of Ape Sound.

"This is the Nine Styles of Ape Soaring, one of the basic stake techniques of my Wusheng Mountain. It is something you are going to practice recently."

Wang Cheng looked at Zhang Shaoyun seriously and said.

When Wang Cheng first became a teacher, he actually felt pressured. He wanted to teach Zhang Shaoyun quickly, so he started to teach him on the first day of taking the apprentice.

Of course, Zhang Shaoyun was very happy about this. He could learn martial arts early, so he could really eat any hardship and do anything. He immediately followed his master Wang Cheng to start stance.

The little girl Wang Yuanyuan was also practicing slowly while she was doing a demonstration, which was also her own practice course.

Only Zhang Chaohai and two bodyguards were watching. The boss looked at the villa with no one except them, so he could only ask the two bodyguards to drive to the city to buy a big meal. Today is the day his son Zhang Shaoyun became a disciple. As a father, he must not be stingy, so he directly gave a budget of 500,000 yuan and bought whatever is expensive.

One billion of top-quality jadeites were given out, and two thousand-million-old ginseng plants were given out, and a meal was really nothing.

The weekend passed quickly.

Wang Cheng also had an apprentice.

Zhang Shaoyun knelt down to him in public at the auction, and then turned into a candy and stimulating all kinds of people. In fact, he gradually gained his recognition, so this time he took it with the flow.

Early Monday morning, Wang Cheng took Wang Yuanyuan and Zhang Chaohai to the airport, and the newly accepted disciple Zhang Shaoyun naturally followed.

"Sir, then I'll go back to Donghai first. If you have anything to do, you can call me. Whether this brat is disobedient or needs my Zhang Chaohai's help, I will tell me directly and I will definitely do my best."

At the airport, Zhang Chao said solemnly to Wang Cheng in front of the sea plane.

"Dad, please leave quickly, I will listen to the master."

Zhang Shaoyun urged his father impatiently.

Wang Cheng smiled, just nodded at Zhang Chaohai, and said nothing.

Zhang Chaohai glared at his son helplessly, then waved to Wang Cheng again before getting on the plane.

"Let's go, we'll go to Hong Kong Island, too."

Wang Cheng immediately turned around and took Wang Yuanyuan and Zhang Shaoyun and walked towards his special plane.

Wang Yuanyuan was already used to it, but Zhang Shaoyun asked curiously: "Master, what are the few Hong Kong Island who ask you to treat once a week? How much does it cost?"

Wang Cheng said lightly: "Forgot."

Zhang Shaoyun thought to himself, and then said depressedly: "Master, you are so powerful, you also need to practice martial arts and teach classes. How precious is the time? I spend half of this every Monday and half of the time on this week. The price is low, and I don't think it's worth it."

"So I've said that I won't accept new patients anymore."

Wang Cheng came to the plane and said affirmatively. He actually thought so in his heart. It would be better to spend more time practicing martial arts, read the classics of the masters, and increase his knowledge and cultivation.

If these patients in his hands are over, he will not be practicing medicine, unless there is a special situation to ask him to take action.

Zhang Shaoyun smiled and said, "That's it. Master, you are a paradise. If you ask for help, not everyone is qualified. Money is the most important thing. If you are so rich, my family will also have money..."

"A lot of nonsense, get on the plane."

Wang Cheng scolded and scolded him.

Zhang Shaoyun smiled and hurriedly followed Wang Yuanyuan when she got on the plane.

What made Zhang Shaoyun helpless was that when his master Wang Cheng reads Taoist scriptures himself, he insisted on reading them too. If he couldn't understand them, he would ask them. If he didn't understand them, he would insist on it, which would make him suffer all the way.

When the plane landed at the Hong Kong Island Airport, Zhang Shaoyun hurriedly ran off the plane.

Huo Youwen still came to pick up Wang Cheng as usual, and there were people from the He family who came. Wang Cheng had finished the treatment for Huo Baixing, and it was logical that it had nothing to do with the Huo family. However, in order to maintain the relationship with Wang Cheng, the Huo family insisted on sending their own special plane for Wang Cheng to use, and continued to ask Huo Youwen to pick up Wang Cheng every time, and the rooms set by the hotel were always prepared for Wang Cheng. Wang Cheng did not refuse. Anyway, it was all needed, and he also cured the other party's patients, so he accepted it calmly.

This time, when I came to Hong Kong Island to treat the patient, there was a Zhang Shaoyun, and Wang Cheng didn't care. However, the Huo family, the He family, the Yang family, Huang Delin, Han Shifei, Yu Jun and others valued it more.

Especially Huang Delin, Han Shifei, and Yu Jun, who are also martial arts practitioners.

Because this is Wang Cheng's first disciple, and he can be said to be a great disciple of the founding mountain. He is also a disciple of Wusheng Mountain. Not to mention whether this disciple can achieve something in the future, his identity cannot be despised.

Therefore, Zhang Shaoyun also thought of a lot of respect, which made him more clear about the meaning represented by his master and his sect, and his heart became heavier.

With a halo, if he does not achieve anything in the future, he will be ridiculed.

Under such pressure, Zhang Shaoyun is also working hard to practice martial arts during this time in Hong Kong Island. When he has time, he will ask his master Wang Cheng for some issues in qi and blood transport.

After finishing his treatment in Hong Kong Island, when he returned to Jiangzhou, Wang Cheng welcomed several guests again, one of which was someone he did not expect.

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