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No one would have thought that the strange old man with a weird temper who always beats people who lives on the top of the mountain is actually the leader who has not been seen for many years.

Missing the great opportunity to get close to the "big brother", the disciples of the Mao Fufeng Military Academy couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

The only reason is that they are juniors with low rankings and have never seen the leader.

No wonder Deacon Daorong went to Master Tong Jin many times to communicate with him about the strange people beating people, but nothing happened. Who dares to take care of the leader's teaching of his disciples as a matter of course?

What's more, the old man didn't really cripple the person, he just caused pain in just the right way. It hurts but doesn't hurt. He is truly worthy of being a master, and his methods are really clever!

But these past few days.

The past few days after the boss moved away.

The originally quiet "bundle room" at the top of the mountain suddenly turned into a bustling store, with an endless stream of people coming and going, many of whom were from the top ten peaks.

This made the people in the courtyard feel very uncomfortable.

Especially Jingcheng.

"The villain succeeds!" Jing Cheng looked in the direction of the top of the mountain and cursed bitterly.

Dao Rong, who was sitting on the stone table next to the patio drinking, glanced sideways at him, frowned and cursed: "Can't sweeping the latrine shut your mouth?"

Jingcheng turned around and said with great reluctance: "Deacon, no one has ever dared to be so rude to you. I really can't stand it!"

"Shut up!" Daorong put down his wine cup and said with an angry face: "That's our Wudang elixir-granting elder, don't be rude!"

"Butler??" Jingcheng was angry and confused, with a face as tight as a monkey's butt.

Speaking of which, according to the rules of the Wudang sect, only after the senior brothers of the Taoist generation have accepted disciples, can the senior generation of the Juzi begin to accept disciples, and only then will the seniority of the new people entering the mountain change from quiet to white.

So far, the seniority of the newcomers is still the Jingzi generation, which means that there are still people in the Daozi generation who have confiscated disciples.

Daorong, the deacon of the 72nd Mao Fufeng House, is one of them.

Jing Cheng is his favorite candidate for his apprentice.

Smart, clever, and capable of getting things done.

Aren't these points enough?

It is a servile courtyard, not a benevolent and majestic institution. It is just a matter of recruiting disciples to save worries. It does not require high martial arts talent.

Therefore, Daorong often entrusted some things to Jingcheng to handle, and was determined to cultivate him.

And Jingcheng can also feel the meaning of this aspect. Most of the time he takes the initiative to get close to Daorong, handles chores for him, and often goes down the mountain to buy some wine and meat with the money in his pocket to honor him.

This made Daorong even more satisfied with the choice of this apprentice, and he announced that he would apply to be accepted as a direct disciple after one year of Jingcheng's sect.

What was almost certain made Jingcheng's status in the handyman courtyard rise and he became the senior brother in the eyes of many handyman disciples.

Before that, Jingcheng had indeed performed well as Daorong expected, and had arranged many chores in the courtyard in an orderly manner. He didn't need to worry too much at all. He could just drink, eat and sleep comfortably every day.

But that was before that.

Before Li Jinghe came to the courtyard.

Ever since Li Jinghe became an elder and changed his name to Xuanhe, Jingcheng felt like he had lost his soul and lost his soul. He couldn't do anything well. He couldn't even understand Daorong's intentions. He made the latrine a mess every day with resentment.

Daorong looked at Jingcheng, who had not yet awakened, and criticized him angrily: "Where have all your exquisite and sharp wits gone? I know you are dissatisfied, and I punish you to clean the latrine for your own good!"

Worried that the other party still had difficulty understanding what he meant, Dao Rong looked around cautiously, called him closer, and lowered his voice and said: "He has just become an elder and his arrogance is high, and you have offended him. If I don't punish him, I'm afraid he will give you the blame."

You will suffer a big loss! If you have more patience and avoid the limelight, you Jingcheng are the disciples I have named, can I still let you sweep the latrine? "

Unexpectedly, Jingcheng shook his head and said with tears in his eyes: "I understand your painstaking efforts! I will accept whatever you punish me! I just don't want to see that villain gain power! A newcomer who has just entered the profession has become an elder in the blink of an eye.

, he is still the Xuan generation, why should he! He must have discovered the identity of the leader and used some dirty tricks to bewitch the leader!"

"Silence." Daorong shook his head heavily: "The affairs of the leader are non-negotiable!"

He paused, looked up at the top of the mountain in the distance, and said softly: "You still don't understand? Even you can see his strangeness, can the elders and peak masters of Wudang see it? Since this matter has not happened

Passed despite objections, at least it proves that he has the ability to convince all the elders!"

Having said this, Jing Cheng finally woke up a little, and finally there was a little more hesitation and fear in his eyes as he looked towards the top of the mountain.

Daorong reached out and patted him on the shoulder, sighing deeply: "Don't think about it anymore. No matter what tricks he uses, we cannot afford to offend this kind of person. We must guard the courtyard with peace of mind."

Just one-third of an acre is fine.”

Hearing this, Jingcheng stiffened and slowly lowered his head.

"You can teach me." Daorong was satisfied and turned around to pick up the wine cup and drink again.

But he didn't see that in Jing Cheng's eyes, which were looking down to the ground, there was a flash of imperceptible anger and unwillingness, as well as a little bit of hidden disappointment.

From this day on.

The hut no longer explodes.

Dao Rong's designated disciple, the senior brother of the Miscellaneous Service Courtyard, seemed to have adjusted his mentality and regained his former dexterity. He even cleaned the latrine, leaving people speechless.

At the same time, he also made a special trip to Shouyun Temple to find the elder Chuan Gong and received the exercises. On the basis of not delaying his duties in the hospital, he practiced hard.

From this day on.

After finishing his work every day, Jingcheng and his brothers would no longer go down the mountain to drink together.

There is only one maniac who rises with the sun and sleeps with the moon, practicing hard day and night in a place where no one can see or see him in the courtyard.

Wudang's martial arts are now open to the public, and no one stipulates that the disciples of the Zaoyuan are not allowed to practice. It's just that everyone has a higher sense of identification with the Zaoyuan, and they have given up on themselves.

Daorong was surprised by Jingcheng's change, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

I just vaguely feel that this apprentice is getting better and better.

It seems that it is a bit too good to be excellent.

Five days later.

Jingcheng developed inner strength, perfected Qinggong, and became fast with fists and palms.

Tao Rong saw him flying over eaves and walls in the courtyard with great martial arts skills, looking like a martial arts master, and his eyes were blurred with tears.

With such a talent, I will never miss you as a teacher!

Dao Rong traveled all day and night, and rushed to Xianding Peak overnight. He found his master, Elder Yuan Mu, and begged for a sword in tears.

Yuan Mu is the second elder of Wudang, and he happens to be the one who criticized Li He during the subjective discussion.

Logically speaking, the disciples of the second elder should not be reduced to a servile courtyard at the 72nd Peak.

Unfortunately, the second elder's status was too popular, and Yuan Mu also boasted of being highly virtuous and highly respected and recruiting many disciples. His disciples could be said to be spread all over the seventy-two peaks of Wudang Mountain.

Just for the position of Peak Master, he has as many as ten disciples.

Yuan Mu also seemed to know that his "power" was a bit too much, and he deliberately avoided suspicion. When he later accepted disciples, most of them were "dispatched to the frontiers" and served as medium-sized officials, so he did not insult the disciples of the second elder of Wudang.

name.

Just like Tao Rong.

If he hadn't come to the door crying.

Yuan Mu probably didn't even remember that he had such a "far away" disciple.

I felt a little guilty in my heart.

Then I heard that under this disciple's seat, there was a young disciple with astonishing talents.

After careful inquiry, I learned that Jingzi, who had been practicing for half a year, had opened up his own kung fu and practiced internal strength in five days. In addition, he had achieved some success in his fist, kick and light kung fu.

While feeling shocked, he wrote down his name, turned around, took down the personal sword lying on the shelf, handed it to Dao Rong, and said with a serious face: "Talents are rare, I will be there on the day of your Maofufeng internal selection, and I will definitely let him."
Chapter completed!