Zhang Sanfeng and his group walked to the Purple Cloud Palace. He didn't need to make any arrangements. The eldest disciple, Song Yuanqiao, took the initiative to instruct the Daoist child to bring Li Musi and Zhou Zhiruo to a room to rest.
"Master, the two children you brought back?”
Song Yuanqiao asked what the other four junior brothers wanted to ask.
"The girl will stay in Mount Wudang for now. As for the boy, his aptitude is not bad and he can be accepted as a third generation personal disciple.”
Zhang Sanfeng smiled gently.
The meaning he wanted to express was very obvious. He was very satisfied with Li Mu Si and hoped that a certain disciple would take him in as a disciple.
Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu looked at each other. No one said anything.
Zhang Sanfeng was old and shrewd. He could see the hesitation of his five disciples at a glance.
Actually, Zhang Sanfeng already had the best choice in his heart, but he wanted to see his disciple's choice.
The eldest disciple, Song Yuanqiao, had to take charge of the sect's affairs and didn't have the time to teach his disciples. The second disciple, Yu Lianzhou, had the highest martial arts skills among the Seven Heroes, but he was a man of few words.
The sixth disciple Yin Liting and the youngest disciple Mo Shenggu were basically taught by Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou on behalf of their teachers. It would be a little misleading for them to take Li Musi as their disciple.
Therefore, the best choice was his fourth disciple, Zhang Songxi, who was resourceful and skilled in martial arts.
However, to Zhang Sanfeng's surprise, his second disciple, Yu Lianzhou, took a step forward and said,""Master, I like that boy. I want to take him as my disciple.”
Zhang Songxi looked at his second senior brother in surprise. In his impression, his second senior brother was a man of few words and all his thoughts were focused on studying martial arts. Therefore, his martial arts was the best among the second-generation disciples.
Zhang Sanfeng was surprised, but he was very satisfied with his second disciple's initiative. He smiled and stroked his long beard, nodding slightly. Then, he turned to his eldest disciple, Song Yuanqiao, to ask about what had happened during this period of time.
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Song Qingshu was deeply attracted by Zhou Zhiruo's fresh and refined beauty the moment he saw her. As a result, he left on his own accord when his father and martial uncles followed his grand master to the Purple Cloud Palace and followed behind Zhou Zhiruo to get closer to her.
How could Li Musi not know what Song Qingshu was up to?
Thus, Li Musi forced his way through Song Qingshu and stood between the two of them.""Young Master Song, there's no need for you to worry about Sister Zhiruo's matter. I'm here.”
"What's your relationship with Sister Zhiruo?”
Song Qingshu looked at Li Musi warily.
"Young Master Song, not just anyone can call Zhiruo Sister.”
"That's not up to you." Song Qingshu was a little thick-skinned. He turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo."Sister Zhiruo, don't you agree?"
Zhou Zhiruo looked at Li Musi with a complicated expression before she said to Song Qingshu,""I think Brother Muse is right. Please call me Miss Zhou in the future.”
To her, Song Qingshu was a stranger, but Li Musi was different. Other than having similar experiences, they had also forged a certain friendship on the river boat and on the road.
When Li Musi heard this, he gave Song Qingshu a funny face. Song Qingshu was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight with Li Musi.
However, he knew that he couldn't get any hot tofu if he was in a hurry to pick up girls. Zhou Zhiruo might stay in Wudang Mountain for a long time, so there was still a long way to go.
But then again, he couldn't lose his imposing manner in front of Zhou Zhiruo. He glared at Li Musi and raised his fists that were almost like adults."Do you believe that I will beat you up?"
"Who's afraid of who?"
Li Musi also knew that he couldn't lose face in front of the girl, so he raised his head and glared back.
In any case, Zhang Sanfeng had taken a fancy to him and was going to take the Seven Heroes of Wudang as his master in the future. His status in Wudang was not inferior to Song Qingshu's.
In addition, he had the strongest cultivation aptitude and was a martial arts genius. As long as he had a martial arts secret manual, he could easily deal with trash like Song Qingshu!
"Humph!"
Song Qingshu was unable to suppress Li Musi in terms of imposing manner, so he could only give up helplessly. As the number one person in the third generation, he had to take care of Wudang Sect's reputation. He could not bully the guests in front of the Daoist child and Zhou Zhiruo, so he could only find a chance to take revenge in the future.
However, Song Qingshu didn't know that if he missed this opportunity, he would lose it forever.
Seeing Song Qingshu leave, Li Musi let out a long sigh. After all, Song Qingshu couldn't help but beat him up.
Who asked him to only fight five slags now?
The next morning, before Li Musi had time to eat breakfast, he was called to the Purple Cloud Palace by the Daoist child.
Sect Leader Zhang Sanfeng sat in the main seat. Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu stood on both sides of the hall. When Li Musi stepped over the threshold, everyone looked over.
Li Musi was a little embarrassed by everyone's gazes, so he could only brace himself and enter the magnificent Purple Cloud Palace.
Zhang Sanfeng habitually stroked his long beard and cut to the main topic."Mousse, are you willing to join our Wudang Sect?”
Li Musi's heart skipped a beat. These words…Why did it feel like they were going to take him as their disciple?
Compared to the third-generation disciples, the second-generation disciples had a higher status.
Therefore, Li Musi was secretly delighted by his sudden inspiration. His body reacted quickly and he took two big steps forward. He knelt down facing Zhang Sanfeng, who was sitting in the main seat."Master, please accept my bow!”
Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, and the others were obviously stunned. They were very surprised. Yin Liting, who was drinking tea, vomited all over the floor. The scene became extremely awkward. Yu Lianzhou, who had wanted to take Li Musi as his disciple, twitched his horn.
Wudang belonged to Taoism, which emphasized life and fate. Li Musi's understanding was correct.
As the founder of Wudang Sect, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't refuse. He looked at Li Musi, who had a high level of comprehension, with a meaningful look.
After a while, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and plucked his long white beard. He said unexpectedly,""Good, good. Foolish son can be taught."
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