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

Chapter 79 It’s all here
Yang Guo brought Guan Man'er to visit his master as usual.

During the day, Yang Guo heard the alarm sounds from Chongyang Palace, which soon became quiet. Later, he heard from his fellow disciples that a mysterious ancestor of the sect had arrived.

Since nothing serious happened, Yang Guo didn't pay much attention to it. Besides taking care of his junior brother Guan Man'er, he was concentrating on practicing martial arts as instructed by his master.

He was hoping that Master would give him a big surprise after coming out of the cell.

"Uncle-master, these are my disciples. One is called Yang Guo, and the other is called Guan Man'er."

Zhao Zhijing first told Zhou Botong the names of his two disciples, then turned to Yang Guo and said, "This is your Grand Master Zhou's great uncle, why don't you greet him quickly?"

Yang Guo was quick-witted and guessed that this was the mysterious old man who broke into Chongyang Palace during the day as his fellow brothers had mentioned. He immediately pulled Guan Man'er to the ground and bowed to him, paying him respectful tribute.

"All right, all right, kids, get up!"

Zhou Botong didn't take it seriously at all and just waved his hands casually. He called Qiu Chuji "boy" during the day, and now he called Yang Guo "boy" too, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"Uncle Master, I have heard that you and the great hero Guo Jing are very close."

Zhao Zhijing introduced him, "This disciple, Yang Guo, was brought to Zhongnan Mountain by the great hero Guo himself, and then Uncle Qiu made the decision to accept him as his disciple."

When Zhou Botong heard the name of his good brother Guo Jing, he immediately looked at Yang Guo twice more. He felt that the child was handsome and had lively eyes, and he did not look like Guo Jing's child at all.

She is somewhat similar to the quirky girl Huang Rong.

"My brother Guo's martial arts skills are so good that even Huang Lao Xie would be as good as him. Why did you send this child to Chongyang Palace to learn martial arts?"

Zhao Zhijing was about to explain, but Zhou Botong answered himself: "Ah, yes!"

"Although Brother Guo is very skilled, he is very dumb when it comes to talking. If you want him to teach you, that may not work."

Looking at Yang Guo again, he felt that the more he looked at him, the more he resembled Yelu Qi when he was younger, and he began to want to compete with him.

"Little Taoist, although your martial arts are not yet fully developed, you already have a general outline. But I wonder what kind of person you have taught your apprentice to be?"

Zhao Zhijing praised without disguising, "My disciple's aptitude is really limited, but when it comes to my disciple, no matter his comprehension or talent, he is the best choice."

Zhou Botong laughed loudly, "You little Taoist priest are really interesting. I, the old naughty boy, have lived to this age, and even a tricky person like Huang Laoxie seems to have never praised his daughter Huang Rong in person."

"You are so arrogant, but success or failure is not up to you as a master."

Zhou Botong rolled his eyes, "Since you praised his comprehension and talent as being top-notch, I will give him a question to test him and see how smart he really is."

Zhao Zhijing naturally agreed and nodded happily, saying, "It is a blessing for this child to receive guidance from his uncle-master."

"Guo'er, you don't have to be nervous. Just answer whatever Grandmaster Uncle asks. If you don't know the answer, don't try to be stubborn."

Yang Guo said respectfully, “Yes, I thank you, Grandmaster Uncle, for your guidance.”

Seeing that Yang Guo had a clever and smart look, Zhou Botong was somewhat fond of him. Then, remembering that Yang Guo was sent to Chongyang Palace by his good brother Guo Jing, he decided to test him with the martial arts that he had taught Guo Jing.

"Little kid, look carefully."

Zhou Botong shook his head and said, "My martial arts can teach you how to fight with your left hand and right hand. It will ensure that you won't feel bored when you are alone."

“But the mystery behind it can only be understood, not explained. If you can learn it, then you have learned it. If you can’t, no matter how hard you practice, you still can’t learn it.” Yang Guo found what he said very interesting, and immediately watched his great-grandmaster’s every move attentively, fearing that there would be any mistakes.

Zhou Botong picked up a piece of paper and a pen from the floor of the cell, held them in both hands, drew a square with one hand and a circle with the other, completing them simultaneously without any pause, and then looked at Yang Guo triumphantly.

"Little kid, this is the entry method of my martial arts. You can try it now to see if you can do it."

Yang Guo first heard him talk about it in a mysterious way, but now that he saw it, he didn’t think there was anything difficult about it. It was just painting with both hands at the same time, so what was so novel about it?

He took the paper and pen respectfully and, following the example of his great-grandmaster uncle, held them with both hands and began to draw on the paper.

Yang Guo drew it several times, but found that the paper was either all square, all circle, or neither square nor circle. It was obviously much more difficult than he had imagined.

Zhao Zhijing watched from the side and thought that Yang Guo was a smart kid. Besides, he was not good enough in Quanzhen Sect's internal martial arts, which was to keep one mind inside and wander outside. He was afraid that he would not be able to learn this dual-attack technique.

Although his internal strength was already quite profound, he really couldn't keep his mind simple. Just by looking at it, he knew that it wouldn't work either.

Yang Guo didn't want to admit defeat, he frowned and closed his eyes, thinking hard, and when he felt it was almost done, he picked up the pen and tried again.

Unfortunately it still didn't work.

Zhou Botong said proudly: "Little kid, now you know how powerful I am!"

"Guo Jing looked clumsy at first, but he was able to learn my left-hand and right-hand fighting skills; Huang Rong looked smart, but she just couldn't learn it."

Yang Guo had a stubborn personality. He was unwilling to accept defeat, yet he did not want to embarrass his master, so he gritted his teeth and wanted to try again.

Zhao Zhijing knew that this martial art was just like what Zhou Botong had said, it could not be learned through hard work. On the contrary, the smarter a person was, the less likely they were to be able to do it.

Afraid that Yang Guo would be too obsessed with this, and if he had a demon in his heart, it would be more trouble than gain, he immediately said: “The martial arts in the world are as vast as the stars, do you still want to learn them all?”

"Your great-grandmaster's kung fu is so profound that even Master cannot figure it out. Don't force yourself. Thank your great-grandmaster quickly."

Yang Guo was awakened by his master and felt that he seemed to be a little possessed just now. He immediately collected his mind and stopped thinking about it, and respectfully thanked his great-grandmaster.

Seeing Zhao Zhijing admit defeat so readily, Zhou Botong felt even more proud. He looked at Guan Man'er standing next to Yang Guo and said with a smile, "This is also your disciple, right? Now that he's here, let him have a try too!"

Zhao Zhijing already had this plan. If we talk about simple-mindedness, I'm afraid even Guo Jing can't compare to his disciple.

"Guo'er, since the Grand Master Uncle has ordered it, you can teach Man'er and see if he can do it."

Yang Guo nodded in agreement, handed two pens to Guan Man'er, spread out the paper, and then asked Guan Man'er to learn from him and draw a square and a circle on the paper at the same time.

Guan Man'er was already fifteen years old at this time. Under the tireless teaching of Zhao Zhijing and Yang Guo, she barely learned to write a few simple words.

When he heard his senior brother's words, he first drew a circle on the paper with his right hand, and then drew a square with his left hand.

Yang Guo said softly: "Junior brother, your painting is good. Let's try painting with our left and right hands together."

Guan Man'er obediently wrote again, and completed a square and a circle at the same time without any pause.

(End of this chapter)