I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Tang Zheng's face, which had regained some color, had a smile on it.

"Of course this is just incidental."

He put down the teacup and looked at Tang Yu, his eyes full of pity.

"I have an unreasonable request, and I hope you will agree to it."

Yan Xiu naturally guessed what he wanted to say, but he still wanted to hear Tang Zheng's reasons.

"When Yu'er was five years old, the bone-touch master in the palace found that he had excellent bones. If he embarked on the path of martial arts, he would definitely be able to achieve innateness in the future.

I think the Taoist priest also knows that if a rough jade is not carved, it will end up being nothing more than a piece of stone."

Yan Xiu nodded. It was indeed true. After all, there was a living example of Helian Cheng in front of him.

If Helian Cheng had a famous teacher to guide him, how could he still be lingering in the first level of transformation now?

Tang Zheng paused and continued.

"I have searched all the martial arts masters in the capital and the palace. If they were teaching ordinary people, it would be completely enough. But Yu'er is different. Yu'er has the talent and bones to achieve innate success. She must not be wasted in the hands of these people. I once thought about asking my father..."

At this point, Tang Zheng paused, realizing that he almost said the wrong thing.

Yan Xiu squinted slightly while drinking tea.

I think what he wanted to talk about is the one who is beside the emperor, the only Tianyuan realm master in the Yuan Dynasty.

Prince Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he changed the subject and continued speaking.

"I also thought about asking the National Master to accept Yu'er as his disciple, but it was a time of war and the National Master was busy running around, so the matter was delayed. I wanted to let Yu'er become the National Master's disciple after the war in the northern border was over, but now there is no time."

Yan Xiu keenly sensed the trick.

Just when Yan Xiu thought Tang Zheng would tell him the reason, he changed the subject.

"Master, do you know why the imperial army was defeated in the northern border?"

Yan Xiu poured himself a new cup of tea and told him the news he had learned.

After listening to this, Prince Yi shook his head, a trace of hatred appeared in his eyes, and he squeezed the teacup in his hand until it made a crackling sound.

"It was the Crown Prince, my eldest brother. He was afraid that his position in the Eastern Palace would be lost, which led to this great defeat!"

Without waiting for Yan Xiu to ask why, Tang Zheng told him the whole story.

Although the impact of the generals being beheaded by a mysterious master that day was huge, Prince Yi's army was still there, so stabilizing the situation was not a problem.

But when the prince learned that this group of mysterious masters were heading south, he was afraid that they would sneak into the palace to assassinate him, so he hurriedly recalled Prince Yi's troops in fear.

On the way back to Beijing, Prince Yi was ambushed by this group of mysterious masters. His men suffered heavy losses and he himself was seriously injured.

"With that senior secretly guarding our father, this group of people won't get any advantage if they go there, but..."

Tang Zheng let the cat out of the bag in excitement, and started coughing violently while covering his chest. Tang Yu, who was standing by, hurried over to show concern.

He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine and continued speaking.

"But at that time, my father's illness worsened and he was unable to attend court, so he handed over the government to the crown prince. His words were no different from the emperor's orders. How could I dare to disobey? I had to rush back as fast as I could."

Yan Xiu thought about it for a moment and understood the reason, and couldn't help but sigh.

The emperor is protected by powerful men in the Tianyuan realm, so if that group of people go there they will only die in vain.

If Prince Yi had not returned to the capital but led his army to attack Huanglong, he would have captured the capital of Shatuo Kingdom and captured the leader alive.

But if he did so, he would be accused of disobeying the emperor's orders in the future and would be at the mercy of the prince.

Tang Zheng spoke out the things that had been bothering him for a long time, and he felt relieved.

"Prince Yi has told me so much, is he going to silence me later?"

Tang Zheng laughed loudly upon hearing this and said, "If someone else had heard this, they would have already lost their heads, but you are different. You only want to concentrate on studying Taoism. These things may just be some fun things to you."

Yan Xiu smiled slightly and suddenly felt that Prince Yi was indeed an interesting person.

After telling about the defeat in Northern Xinjiang, Tang Zheng stated the real purpose of his trip.

"I'm sure you've heard about the Bu Yue Feng Sect Leader practicing evil skills and being hunted down by the martial arts community. Do you know where the Bu Yue Feng Sect Leader went in the end?"

Yan Xiu said without thinking, "Under the Crown Prince."

Tang Zheng was stunned, and his eyes turned towards Yan Xiu with more admiration.

"The Taoist priest is truly a master of foresight."

"That's right. It was because the head of Yuefeng was recruited by the prince that he was able to escape the pursuit of the martial arts world."

After Prince Yi returned to Beijing for recuperation after being seriously injured, the Crown Prince came to visit him in person.

At that time, Tang Zheng was shocked that the prince could actually recruit such an innate master under his command, but he found that the head of Bu Yuefeng was staring at his son.

Prince Yi immediately felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, and the next day he took Tang Yu and left the capital in a simple manner.

But as soon as he left the capital, he fell into confusion.

As far as he knew, no one could withstand a warrior in the Xiantian realm, and for a moment he felt despair.

After thinking for a long time, I suddenly thought of Yan Xiu.

But he and Yan Xiu were not very familiar with each other, so he didn't know whether it would work.

But once Sect Leader Yue Feng knew that he was not in the mansion, he would probably chase after him immediately. He did not care too much and rushed over directly.

The purpose of his visit this time was to hope that his son could become Yan Xiu's disciple to avoid being hunted down by the crown prince.

After listening to this, Yan Xiu nodded and did not refuse.

He also saw that Tang Yu was extremely talented and his future achievements would not be lower than anyone else, so he wanted to take him as his disciple.

Tang Zheng was overjoyed and quickly called over Tang Yu, who was standing there in a daze.

"Yu'er, come and meet the master."

Tang Yu tilted his head and asked in confusion: "Didn't Daddy say that he would find me a master who is the best in the world? But he looks so young, and he doesn't look like the best in the world at all."

Yan Xiu couldn't help but laugh at the child's innocent words.

Tang Zheng kicked his butt with a stern face and said angrily: "Didn't Daddy warn you not to judge a person by appearance? This Taoist priest's cultivation is unfathomable, you must not be ungrateful!"

Tang Yu asked again: "How does it compare to the Imperial Master?"

Tang Zheng's limited patience was worn out by his precious son. He pinched his ear and said viciously, "You bow down when I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Is Daddy going to hurt you? Hurry up!"

After saying that, he pressed Tang Yu's head and saluted as a teacher.

Yan Xiu accepted it calmly and took out a pill and gave it to Tang Yu.

The latter took it, said thank you to the master, threw it into his mouth and swallowed it like chewing a candy bean, and smacked his lips after finishing.

After completing the apprenticeship, Tang Zheng finally felt relieved.

Although he didn't know how strong Yan Xiu was, when facing this handsome young Taoist priest, he always felt that he was like an endless ocean. When it was calm, there were no waves, but the power contained in it was enough to stir up huge waves.

I guess that the head of Bu Yue Feng is no more than this in front of Yan Xiu.

"Master, I'll have to trouble you to discipline Yu'er."

After saying this, he bowed deeply to Yan Xiu.

At this moment, he is no longer the King of Yi of the Yuan Dynasty, but a father.

Yan Xiu accepted it calmly and said calmly: "Prince Yi, rest assured."

Tang Zheng smiled with relief when he heard that, then turned around and was about to leave.

"How about you stay?"

Yan Xiu spoke out.

Prince Yi shook his head, looked towards the direction of the capital and spoke softly.

"My wife is still in the capital. I can't abandon her."

It seems that he is still a passionate person, Yan Xiu smiled in his heart.

He took out five talismans from his arms, handed them to Tang Zheng, and instructed: "When you encounter an opponent you cannot defeat, use your true energy to activate them. It will be enough to save your life."

As he spoke, he took out another bottle of pills.

"This pill can speed up your recovery. Please accept it."

Tang Zheng looked at the talismans and pills in his hands, clasped his fists solemnly and expressed his thanks.

Tang Yu, who was still savoring the pill, saw his father turning around and leaving, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Dad, where are you going? Why don't you take me with you?"

Tang Zheng rubbed his son's little head and said lovingly, "Daddy has to go do something important. It's too dangerous to take you with him. Can you stay with the Taoist priest to practice?"

After hearing this, Tang Yu grabbed his father's clothes tightly, his face stubborn: "No, I want to be with Daddy, no matter what happens, I am not afraid!"

As a father, Tang Zheng naturally knew his child's temper. He immediately squatted down and whispered a few words in his ear.

After listening to this, Tang Yu stretched out his little finger and hooked it, saying, "Hook, a liar is a puppy!"

Tang Zheng also stretched out his little finger and made a vow with him.

Watching the figure walking further and further away, tears as big as beans slid down Tang Yu's face.