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

Chapter 43 My Apprentice Has Grown Up

The cold winter is gradually passing and the New Year is approaching.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than half a year since he came to this world. Zhao Zhijing occasionally recalled the bowl of "hen, cuttlefish and ginseng soup" that his junior sister had, and he still felt emotional.

"Sin!"

This day falls on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, which is the day before the big competition held in Chongyang Palace three days before the New Year's Eve every year. The disciples of the Seven Quanzhen Masters will compete separately in a competition called a small competition.

Now that Guangning Zhenren Hao Datong has recovered, the head sect leader Ma Yu has devoted himself to seeking the truth and handed over all the affairs of Chongyang Palace to his junior brother Hao Datong, while he himself has been practicing in a small house more than ten miles away in the back mountain.

At this time, Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi and others had not returned to the mountain yet, so the competition was presided over by their respective senior disciples.

Wang Chuyi's lineage, headed by Zhao Zhijing, accompanied by the other three generations of disciples including Cui Zhifang and Shen Zhifan, organized the fourth generation of disciples to compete in martial arts first.

Disciples such as Lu Qingdu, Liu Qingxing and Zhang Qingzhi appeared on the stage one after another, some wielding swords, some boxing, all of them were full of energy and trying their best to win glory for their master.

During the past six months, everyone has been practicing very hard. Even though Zhao Zhijing later allowed everyone to pursue their dreams in addition to martial arts according to their personal preferences, they have never slacked off in their martial arts.

On the contrary, with a balance between work and rest, one can often break through the original bottleneck by learning from others' experience.

Just like Lu Qingdu, after entering the Chongyang Palace for further studies, he found that he was still unable to use the Quanzhen sword technique freely. However, as long as he treated it with the mentality of cutting vegetables, the problem could be easily solved.

The first sword "Sweeping Across the Northern Desert" is a horizontal cut in the middle, and the next sword "Sole Light Shining on Oneself" is the carving on the table.

Just like no matter what ingredients you cook, they will always be cut into shapes such as dices, shreds, strips, and cubes. How you choose which shape to cut it into naturally depends on what kind of food you want to make in the end.

Of course, this is definitely inseparable from Zhao Zhijing's careful guidance. Since he couldn't fully comprehend the mantras of Quanzhen swordsmanship, he changed his thinking and taught it in a way that his disciples were interested in.

At this time, in addition to Cui Zhifang and Shen Zhifan, many disciples from other branches were also watching, either openly or secretly.

I originally thought that Zhao Zhijing's behavior was not doing his job properly, but now it seems that his disciples have made great progress in the past six months, which is really amazing.

"Brother, I admire you!"

Cui Zhifang bowed and expressed his sincere admiration.

Zhao Zhijing was the eldest disciple under Wang Chuyi, and the Quanzhen Sect placed the utmost emphasis on respecting teachers. Although Cui Zhifang had some opinions about Zhao Zhijing's behavior, due to the hierarchy of seniority and the fact that his master Wang Chuyi was not in Chongyang Palace, he never dared to advise him.

Shen Zhifan was also surprised. Last time he wanted to test Zhao Zhijing's attitude, but he was rejected. He thought that for some reason, Zhao Zhijing had given up hope on the position of the third-generation chief disciple.

But looking at this situation, although Zhao Zhijing has fewer disciples, other disciples of the Zhi generation have an advantage in the number of disciples, but in terms of personal strength, Zhao Zhijing's group can be said to be far ahead.

"Senior Brother Zhao is unfathomable. It seems that his intention to challenge Zhen Zhibing is very well hidden!"

Shen Zhifan thought to himself that Zhao Zhijing had learned some strange method from somewhere to train his disciples to such an outstanding level. Naturally, he would be in the spotlight in front of the head monk Ma Yu.

As for the competition among the three generations of disciples, seeing that Zhen Zhibing could not come back on time, wouldn't that just be Zhao Zhijing's gain?

"High, it is high!"

Zhao Zhijing didn't say anything. He knew his apprentice's situation very well. His current performance was the result of his careful attention, so he didn't find it strange.

"Qing Du, first class!"

"Qingxing, first class!"

"Qingzhi, first class!"

After watching his disciples' martial arts performances, Zhao Zhijing began to assess their levels one by one. For him, there was no such thing as suppressing the scores to avoid jealousy.

Because if his own apprentice cannot be rated as Grade A, then other people's apprentices will not even be rated as Grade C according to the same standard.

After the disciples finished their practice, they would compete in pairs. The four generations of disciples from each sect would select several good players to compete with the disciples from other branches. On Zhao Zhijing's side, all the disciples nominated Yang Guo. Although this junior brother joined the sect late, he had high talent and a quick mind. No matter what he learned, he was the fastest among his brothers.

Just like the "Fist of the North Star" taught by Zhao Zhijing, except for Yang Guo who had a photographic memory, only a few people could remember 70% of it.

As for Guan Man'er, he was an exception. Zhao Zhijing would not let him compete with others.

"Okay, since the brothers have all nominated you, then you can go."

"Remember to stop when you're done. You started late and your foundation is weak. You've only been learning martial arts for half a year. You don't have to feel ashamed when you lose to other fellow disciples."

Zhao Zhijing was thinking about the scene where Yang Guo was forced to use the Toad Skill and nearly killed Lu Qingdu with one palm strike, so he gave a few special instructions.

When Lu Qingdu saw his master suddenly looking at him, he scratched his head in confusion, wondering if there was something wrong with him.

Just like that, Yang Guo and another young Taoist priest of similar age went down to the arena together to prepare for the duel.

"I am a disciple of Master Zhao Zhijing. I am Yang Guo. Please give me your guidance!"

"I am Yao Qingen, a disciple of Master Shen Zhifan. Please give me your guidance!"

The two men greeted each other, humbly asking for advice according to the rules of their sect, and then they each took their stances, ready to fight.

Since Shen Zhifan's disciples did not use weapons, Yang Guo followed suit with his bare hands, only fighting with fists and feet.

The young Taoist priest entered the sect earlier than Yang Guo, and he could perform the Quanzhen Sect's introductory boxing techniques quite well, but there were too many signs of being artificially performed, and he only sought to maintain continuity between his moves without knowing how to adapt them.

Obviously, the master taught the formula and then passed on the corresponding moves, and after that it all depends on personal understanding.

[What is the basis for practicing Taoism? The hearts are dead and the emotions are gone.]

Yang Guo looked at the opponent's attacking punches and could already guess what the next move would be.

[The essence and energy are filled with the tools for practicing, and the spiritual light shines all over the capital]

Over the past six months, Yang Guo had often practiced martial arts with his fellow brothers, and from time to time his master Zhao Zhijing would personally come out to give him instructions. Both in age and cultivation, Yang Guo was far superior to him.

Now when I fight with people of the same age, I feel that I can see all of their intentions clearly, and their movements are much slower.

It's just that he had been taught by Guo Jing and Zhao Zhijing respectively, and he himself was not willing to bully the weak, so he took a deep breath, calmed down, and accompanied the other party for a few more moves.

Until [the dust and dirt over the years were wiped off, and the spirit of the body was shining brightly in the sky], Yang Guo seized the opportunity and used a move called "wind sweeping fallen leaves" to attack the opponent's weak lower body.

As expected, the young Taoist priest had no time to change his tactics and fell to the side. Yang Guo supported him halfway to prevent him from getting hurt or being too embarrassed.

"Brother Yao, I appreciate your kindness."

Yao Qingen clasped his fists, bowed, expressed his admiration, and then walked back to his camp.

After seeing the training of Zhao Zhijing's disciples, the disciples from other branches thought they were no match for them. Now that they could match them for so many moves, they were already pleasantly surprised.

Although Yao Qingen lost, he still felt somewhat proud, thinking that his practice over the past year was not in vain.

But Master Shen Zhifan snorted coldly and poured a basin of cold water on his head.

"Yang Guo is younger than you and joined the sect later than you. When you two were competing just now, Yang Guo was willing to give in."

"Otherwise, you couldn't even get through three moves, so how can you still have the nerve to think you're good enough?"

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