I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 36: Senior Brother Zhao is in a good mood
"Brother Zhao, Junior Brother Cui Zhifang is disturbing you."

Zhao Zhijing was just about to perform the Kongming Fist when someone suddenly came to visit him from outside.

Cui Zhifang.
Zhao Zhijing didn't have time to think about it, and replied, "Junior brother, wait a moment."

Then he quickly put away the drawings on the table. Except for the illustrated version of the Quanzhen Dao Song, the other things were too advanced and could not be shown to people today.

"Junior Brother Cui, please come in."

"disturb."

When Cui Zhifang entered the room, he immediately smelled the scent of pine soot ink. Then, looking at the four treasures of the study placed on the table, he was basically certain that Senior Brother Zhao had just been writing in the room.

But when did Senior Brother Zhao develop this hobby?
In the past, Senior Brother Zhao would meditate and practice swordplay every day. When he had some free time, he would rely on his status as the eldest senior brother to act bossy.

Ever since he had fought with the old woman from the Tomb Clan and was injured by the Jade Bee Needle, he suddenly began to shift all his attention to his apprentice after recovering.

As a fellow disciple of Wang Chuyi, Cui Zhifang naturally saw all of this.

To be honest, Cui Zhifang did not have a good impression of Zhao Zhijing. He thought that although this senior brother was strong in martial arts, he had a bad temper and lacked tolerance.

In comparison, Zhen Zhibing, a disciple of Qiu Chuji, is the most suitable candidate to be the first disciple of the third generation.

But in the past three months, Zhao Zhijing seemed like a completely different person, and was impeccable in every aspect.

Whether it was instructing his disciples, practicing battle formations, deploying defenses and patrolling the mountains, or even in his relationships with his fellow disciples, he never used his status as the eldest senior brother to pressure others.

So after seeing Li Zhichang and the other two doing that today, Cui Zhifang thought for a while and felt that it was necessary to talk to Senior Brother Zhao.

I didn’t expect that Senior Brother Zhao would be so refined that he would actually write and draw in his room?
"Junior Brother Cui, have some tea."

Zhao Zhijing didn't know why his junior fellow apprentice came over so late at night, so he poured a cup of tea and placed it on the table.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Cui Zhifang
After Zhao Zhijing traveled through time, he didn't care much about anyone except his apprentice, let alone his fellow disciples, even Ma Yu and Hao Datong were the same.

However, my impression of Cui Zhifang is still okay, because according to the original timeline, when Yang Guo was forced to flee Chongyang Palace, Cui Zhifang tried to protect Yang Guo.

"Senior Brother Zhao, I came here so late because I have something to tell you."

Zhao Zhijing nodded and said, "Please speak, Junior Brother."

"Brother, you and I are from the same sect, so I will speak frankly."

Cui Zhifang simply said, "Today, Senior Brother Li and his disciples from Senior Uncle Qiu's school volunteered with Senior Uncle the Headmaster in the Sanqing Hall, wanting to contribute more to the affairs of Chongyang Palace."

"I wonder what Senior Brother Zhao thinks?"

Ah, so that's why you came here.

"Junior Brother Li and his friends are doing this, which I think is very good. As the saying goes, everyone does for me, and I do for everyone."

"Master and his men have been out on business and have not returned for a long time. Chongyang Palace is short of manpower right now, and we really need more people to step forward."

Cui Zhifang felt like he had punched cotton and said unwillingly, "Brother Zhao, do you really think so?"

Zhao Zhijing saw that Cui Zhifang also had good intentions, so there was no need to play dumb. "It doesn't matter what I think. It doesn't matter what Junior Brother Li and the other three think."

"The important thing is that everyone in Chongyang Palace is united and cannot let others take advantage of this period of time."

"As for other matters, justice is in the hearts of the people, so we just need to do our duty."

Cui Zhifang looked at Zhao Zhijing with some surprise. Is this still the senior brother I know?

"Brother, you are so modest. I admire you!"

Zhao Zhijing gently waved his hand and said, "We are family and should not have different opinions. Junior Brother Cui, you thought of coming to remind me. I appreciate it." Cui Zhifang did not object to Zhen Zhibing becoming the next leader of Quanzhen Sect. He just felt that the actions of Li Zhichang and others and their calculations for power were chilling, so he wanted to discuss it with Zhao Zhijing.

After all, this is not just a dispute between three generations of chief disciples, but also a conflict among the various factions in the Quanzhen Sect today.

Now that I see that Senior Brother Zhao is so broad-minded, I feel much more at ease.

The two changed the subject and talked about how their master Wang Chuyi, their uncle Qiu Chuji and others had gone down the mountain and had not returned for a long time.

It stands to reason that dealing with Li Mochou shouldn't be a problem since four of the seven men in the town have already gone. I guess they were held back by something else.

"In that case, Junior Brother will not disturb Senior Brother's rest."

The two chatted for a few more words, and Cui Zhifang saw that it was getting late, so he stood up and said goodbye.

Zhao Zhijing felt that Junior Brother Cui was the best among the three generations of disciples and was much stronger than Shen Zhifan, who was also a disciple of Wang Chuyi.

Although I cannot accept him as my apprentice, I can still teach him more in the future and he should shoulder some of the burdens of being the eldest senior brother.

"Take care, Junior Brother Cui. You are welcome to come often."

After seeing Cui Zhifang off, Zhao Zhijing blew out the candle to avoid being disturbed by anyone.

The moonlight was just right at this time, shining through the window paper onto the ground and providing a little light.

Zhao Zhijing took a long breath, and according to the memory in his mind, he performed the starting posture of Kongming Fist, trying to be slow rather than fast, and performed all the punches one by one without any reduction.

"The sky is hazy and the cave is pine, the wind is blowing and the dream is contained, the path is full of poverty and the children are like bowworms."

This is the sixteen-character formula of Kongming Fist. The key point is to use emptiness to achieve clarity. The naughty old boy Zhou Botong was naughty by nature, so he gave each move a funny and simple name.

"Empty bowl to serve rice."

"The empty house is occupied by people."

"An empty stomach is useless."

"It came out of nowhere."

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Zhao Zhijing tried all his boxing moves and found that there were only about twenty of them. He didn't know whether Zhou Botong did not teach him the remaining moves or Yelu Qi did not learn them.

Judging from Yelu Qi's aptitude and understanding, he should not be unable to learn it.

On the contrary, Zhou Botong is unstable. It is more likely that he would think of teaching you a few moves today, but would give up on them tomorrow when he has something new.

Fortunately, it’s not a big deal. I can just wait and slowly complete it. Anyway, these twenty or so moves will be enough for my disciples to learn for a while.

Zhao Zhijing retracted his punch and thought to himself that he had a new trick up his sleeve.

The martial arts of the Tomb Sect have restrained and even suppressed the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect. Now with the Kongming Fist, if they ever fight again, it will be able to achieve unexpected results.

Now Yelu Qi can only be left alone and entrusted to others, and Guan Man'er has to slowly help him to open up his mind. These two can only leave it to time.

Among the other disciples, Yang Guo was a versatile talent with good talents except for martial arts. He could learn everything quickly, but he particularly liked music.

Looking at others, Cao Qinghua likes calligraphy and painting, Liu Qingxing likes fortune-telling, and Zhang Qingzhi likes studying medicine.

There are also people who like blacksmithing, growing flowers, playing chess, astrology, etc.

However, Zhao Zhijing believed that among all his disciples, Lu Qingdu was the one who had inherited his teachings the most.

He likes to eat and be lazy.

(End of this chapter)