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

Chapter 4: Study? Learn something.
Zhao Zhijing gave a serious lecture and finally brought the topic back to Quanzhen Sect.

"Our ancestor is a master of both civil and military arts. After the Huashan Sword Contest, he was recognized as the best in the world. His reputation as a divine power is well-known in the martial arts world."

"Yu Wencai integrated Taoism, Confucianism, and Buddhism and founded our Quanzhen sect, which is now the orthodox Taoist sect."

Zhao Zhijing paused for a moment, and seeing that his disciples were listening attentively, he continued, "I am equal to the Grandmaster. Although I can only look up to him, I must not forget the basics."

"In this chaotic world, we must not slack off in martial arts, but we must also read more books, so that we can complement each other and have clear thoughts."

At this point, Zhao Zhijing took out the "Tao Te Ching", "Classic of Purity and Tranquility", "Classic of Filial Piety" and other books of the Three Religions that were regarded as classics by Quanzhen Sect and distributed them.

"The three religions are harmoniously integrated, knowing the mind and seeing the nature, and only the truth is complete."

"The founding principles of our Quanzhen Sect must be memorized and recited frequently, so that one day one can comprehend the profound attainments of purity and nothingness."

"From today on, after the morning prayers every day, you must recite these fundamental scriptures in turn until you can recite them by heart."

In this day and age, when the master spoke, the disciples dared not refute him. They all responded respectfully. Even if they were reluctant in their hearts, they still held the scriptures in their hands and began to read with nodding heads.

Zhao Zhijing originally wanted to teach them personally, but he felt a headache when he saw those scriptures, so he could only let his disciples read them by themselves.

The harder you study, the faster my level will improve. I will teach you after I have learned everything.

Zhao Zhijing sat in the front, happily making his own plans in his mind, and he never expected that Yang Guo would start to doubt again when he saw this familiar scene.

When they were on Peach Blossom Island, Huang Rong had a grudge against Yang Guo because of Yang Kang, so she only taught him literature and did not teach him martial arts.

Although Yang Guo was young at that time, he was very smart. When he compared the situations of Guo Fu and the Wu brothers, he immediately knew that everything was done intentionally by Huang Rong.

This made Yang Guo, who already disliked Huang Rong because of being bullied by Guo Fu, have an even worse relationship with Huang Rong, which led to Guo Jing having to send Yang Guo to Quanzhen to learn martial arts.

"Does this Taoist want to use the same trick Huang Rong used on me?"

"Humph! Do you think I care about your Quanzhen martial arts? Even if I could master the same skills as you, I would still be nothing more than a big abscess that can be beaten away by Uncle Guo with a few punches and kicks!"

With suspicion in his heart, his concentration on reading was naturally distracted. The "Shangqing Sutra" in his hand was read without making sense, but the text was placed at the back and did not attract his attention.

Looking at the others, they were quite focused at the beginning, but after a while, their speeds changed and affected each other. Most of them forgot the next sentence after reciting the previous one.

After an incense stick of time had passed, more than a dozen disciples were even more drowsy. They only managed to stay awake because their master was watching them from the front to avoid being punished.

Zhao Zhijing felt helpless when he saw this situation.

It seems that no matter what era, no matter what background, no matter what identity.

Studying and learning are headaches for most people.

"You don't strive for improvement. You are the worst class I have ever taught."

Although I had never been a teacher in my previous life, this thought popped into my mind the first time.

"He is exactly the same as when I was a teacher."

Zhao Zhijing shook his head slightly and thought to himself, "Forget it. Anyway, today we are just doing an experiment to see if there will be any rewards for my disciples' achievements in other aspects besides martial arts."

After an incense stick of time, Zhao Zhijing could feel that those scriptures that he originally only knew a few sentences of, were now more familiar to him. It seemed that as long as his disciples learned something, he would be rewarded.

These sixteen disciples can be seen as putting in ten times the effort every day, so no matter how slow their progress is, it won’t be too slow.

In this way, it is not completely impossible that one day you will really learn martial arts like "Nine Yin Scriptures" and "Nine Yang Scriptures" from books.

After all, with a martial arts genius like Yang Guo who can earn ten times the reward, there is no need to worry about teaching his apprentice to starve to death. All he needs to do is to teach his apprentice patiently.
We all have a bright future. In fact, Zhao Zhijing also thought about the Nine Yin Manual in the Tomb of the Living Dead, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was no need to take the risk.

Firstly, the Quanzhen Sect and the Ancient Tomb Sect were incompatible at that time, and there were many mechanisms in the ancient tomb. If they were discovered, it would be difficult to save their lives.

Secondly, although the Nine Yin Scriptures is powerful, it depends on who practices it. With Zhao Zhijing's current qualifications and strength, he would be very lucky to be able to mistakenly practice the Nine Yin Divine Claws into the Nine Yin White Bone Claws like Mei Chaofeng did.

So we should train Palu well. No, training disciples is the right way.

"Okay, let's stop reading today's scriptures. You must do the same every day from now on. I will conduct regular inspections, and no one will be able to get away with it."

"Yes, Master."

Everyone answered weakly. Zhao Zhijing frowned and glanced over.

"Yes, Master!"

That's more or less.

"Now let's test your martial arts skills. Go and warm up your bodies to avoid getting hurt."

Hearing that they were finally going to start practicing martial arts, the dozen or so disciples immediately became excited. Even those who had previously privately felt that practicing martial arts was too tiring now found it much more interesting than studying.

Looking at his fellow disciples who were all listless, Yang Guo sneered secretly, waiting to see what Zhao Zhijing would do.

"Yang Guo, come here. I will teach you the Quanzhen Sect's entry-level skills first."

Zhao Zhijing called Yang Guo to his presence, but did not rush to teach him. Instead, he asked, "Guo'er, have you ever learned any martial arts from Hero Guo?"

This was a question asked despite knowing the answer. Although Yang Guo did not learn any martial arts on Peach Blossom Island, Ouyang Feng, who had gone mad due to practicing the Nine Yin Scriptures in reverse, mistook Yang Guo for the deceased Ouyang Ke, and protected him everywhere, even teaching him his unique skill, the Toad Kung Fu.

The main reason I asked now was to see how Yang Guo would answer so that I could know his attitude at the moment.

As expected, Yang Guo concealed the truth and said, “Uncle Guo never taught me martial arts, and I don’t know martial arts.”

Zhao Zhijing had expected this answer, so he didn't expose it, but said something with a hint of meaning: "That's the best."

"But even if you have learned some Kung Fu, it doesn't matter. The inner strength of my Quanzhen Sect is the orthodox Xuanmen."

Little Yang Guo was touched upon by the truth, and although he tried his best to maintain his composure on the surface, his eyes flickered. Zhao Zhijing saw clearly but pretended not to know.

"This Quanzhen Dao Song is the introductory mental method I taught you. Although your progress may be slow at first, it will not conflict with any other techniques, so you can practice it without worry."

At this point, Zhao Zhijing suddenly remembered the Big Dipper Formation that was broken by Guo Jing alone, and thought that he had to lay the groundwork again to prevent Yang Guo from thinking that Quanzhen martial arts were ordinary and refusing to practice them hard.

"I, your teacher, naturally admire the martial arts of the hero Guo Jing, but since you have already joined the Quanzhen Sect, you should know that the reputation of the world's authentic martial arts is definitely not exaggerated."

When Yang Guo heard Guo Jing mentioned, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

I originally thought that Zhao Zhijing had his sword broken by Uncle Guo and was scolded in Chongyang Palace, so he must have tried to avoid this embarrassing scene. I didn't expect that he would bring it up on his own initiative now.

This is no wonder. How could Yang Guo know that Zhao Zhijing has been reborn into a completely different person?

"As long as you concentrate on your training and lay a solid foundation, if you have the opportunity to learn the advanced martial arts in our sect in the future, your achievements may not be lower than that of Hero Guo."

In fact, in Zhao Zhijing's opinion, the agile, changeable and flourishing martial arts of Peach Blossom Island should be more suitable for the temperament of the young Yang Guo.

It's just that Guo Jing and Huang Rong refused to accept him as their apprentice. Instead, they sent him all the way to teach Quanzhen skills. There is no need to say this explicitly, so as not to make the child sad and suspicious.

(End of this chapter)