Chapter 258 Maoshan Training Class

Zhang Ziyu suddenly called out to Shi Jian, which made everyone stunned for a moment. After all, although Shi Jian was his uncle in the past few days, it was obvious that he had not spoken much to Zhang Ziyu.

To put it simply, I'm just not familiar with it.

Shi Jian didn't have any ill intentions towards Zhang Ziyu, he just had a good face and an arrogant temperament. He felt a little uncomfortable when he was outclassed by Zhang Ziyu in terms of thunder skills that he was proud of.

On the other hand, Zhang Ziyu and Uncle Jiu were relatively close, so naturally Shi Jian would not stick to them.

"What's the matter?"

Shimen stopped and looked at Zhang Ziyu and asked.

Zhang Ziyu said: "Uncle, I have an idea about the training of our younger disciples in Maoshan. It just so happens that you, Uncle Master and Uncle Lin are here now, so I would like to share it with you for everyone's reference."

"kindness?"

When Zhang Ziyu said this, everyone looked at Zhang Ziyu with surprised expressions.

"What do you want to do?"

"Masters and uncles, most of my Maoshan disciples travel around the world and are personally taught by our masters and uncles. This kind of teaching is naturally good, as close as father and son, and it is also one of the immortal cores of our Maoshan inheritance from generation to generation. But at the moment, spiritual energy It is becoming increasingly depleted, and it is more difficult to practice under the mountain. In addition, there are many dangers in the world, and there are many temptations. It is difficult for disciples of the Zhizi generation to concentrate on practice, and their progress is getting slower and slower. "

What Zhang Ziyu said was indeed the problem. After everyone thought about their disciple's normal state, it was indeed like this.

Shi Jian also began to think deeply, and did not deny Zhang Ziyu's statement. In fact, his feelings were even more profound. After all, his son, Shi Shaojian, already had some arrogant and domineering tendencies. However, he loved his son deeply and had pity for those years. The friendship between wives cannot be taken seriously.

"What do you want?"

"I plan to inform the master to conduct regular training classes. The annual training will last for about three months to six months. The elders on the mountain will personally teach. It not only teaches cultivation, but also tempers the character. Then I will open the Huayang Cave to promote the generation of holders. Disciples make progress.”

When Zhang Ziyu said this, everyone was surprised. It seemed that it was indeed a way and it was indeed feasible.

"Master nephew, your idea is naturally a good one, but..."

An uncle of Zhang Ziyu hesitated for a while and asked: "It is not easy to accumulate spiritual energy in Huayang Cave. Most of it is used for disciples to break through and build foundations. I am afraid that Huayang Cave should not be opened at will."

The uncle paused, as if he was afraid of damaging Zhang Ziyu's enthusiasm, and then added: "But it is already a great thing to let the uncle and master teach their disciples in person. The mountain has more spiritual energy and is pure. Of course it’s a good thing.”

Zhang Ziyu smiled and said: "I have done some research on the art of Xumi Space. I can open up the Huayang Cave space to accumulate more spiritual energy. Master, don't worry about this."

He looked at Shi Jian and said, "It's just that we need to set an example in this matter. The senior brothers from Uncle Master and Uncle Lin are most suitable as the first batch of training disciples."

Zhang Ziyu wants Shi Jian to make a statement. This is also one of his plans. Planting the inner world crystal core in Maoshan will definitely require a lot of people to transform its environment. At the moment, he just has a few senior brothers as coolies. , it is naturally good to hone your character.

Shi Shaojian is a sidekick, and his main purpose is to correct his character. He has not made any mistakes at the moment, and has not led Master Bo Shijian into a ditch.

But if I can't stand the big uncle and ignore him, this kid will dare to do anything in the future.

It would be better to take him back and give the Sangong elders a strict training, which is as strict as Professor Yang Yongxin's electrotherapy class. He doesn't believe that he can't change.

Besides, Zhang Ziyu also has a secret method that he hasn't used for a long time - palace guard sand.

This thing was originally just a matter of research and study, but I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

There's nothing wrong with giving your senior brother a guarding sand to protect Yuanyang and practice hard, right?

Are you saying it's not appropriate for me to do it?

That's good, I can ask my master to help me. Anyway, there is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. If you have the ability, go find those three old men.

Shi Shaojian shivered for some reason and looked around suspiciously, thinking: "This feels so wrong. It feels like something is disappearing. Could it be that the ghost has not been purified?"

Shi Jian's expression was complicated, he kept thinking, and remained silent for a long time.

Shi Shaojian is not only his apprentice, but also his son. However, Master Hanqing on the mountain doesn't know about this matter. If he saw it, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hide it. This matter of his son is not big or small, but he must When I become a teacher, I'm afraid there will be obstacles.

"Okay, since you have this intention, then we will go to Damao Peak with you, just in time to meet Master and the others."

Shi Jian finally made up his mind that this matter could no longer be hidden.

When Uncle Jiu heard his elder brother nodding in agreement, he also nodded and said, "Then I will also take Qiu Sheng and the others there, and we will meet in Maoshan."

In the unknown bamboo forest, there are several bamboo houses hidden among them.

The bamboo houses surround each other, presenting a loop-shaped structure, with a small courtyard enclosed in the middle.

In the courtyard, there is a small table with four people sitting around it. One of them is the graceful Shen Qing Lian, and to the left is Qing Linglong wearing silver jewelry. She is leaning on her left and right very close. .

To his right sat a Taoist priest with long, gray hair tied up in a bun, and a sallow complexion. He did not look like a Taoist master at all.

Opposite them, sitting was none other than Gui Fo Liao Chen, who had appeared in Fengmen Mountain not long ago.

"Monk, you owe me a favor this time when you get the dragon-elephant golden body."

Shen Qinglian drank tea and looked at Liao Chen opposite with a smile.

"Amitabha, Brother Qinglian, you should owe me a favor this time. My two volumes of Dragon Elephant Golden Body are all given to your younger disciple."

Shen Qinglian smiled and shook his head gently, saying, "You can't count it like that. With the outline of the first volume, you will be able to break through to the Return to Void in no time."

Liaochen smiled and said nothing, and did not point out Shen Qinglian's selfishness. Although it would be slower to break through without the general outline, compared with the benefits that the little guy got, what did he mean?

According to the talent of that little guy, if he really studied the two volumes of Dragon Elephant Golden Body thoroughly and broke through the soul refining, then all kinds of means would be used at that time, even if it was Return to Void.

Thinking of this, Lechen, even though he was a monk, couldn't help but say: "It's easy to say, but I was hit by your sword."

"What?!"

When Lechen said this, the three people present were all shocked. The sallow-faced Taoist on the side said: "Lechen, you have been refining the ninth level of the soul for many years. Even if it was Fang Hai, that little guy is only the Maoshan Chi generation, how could he hurt you?"

"That little Taoist is only the sixth or seventh level of foundation building, how could he hurt you?"

Qing Linglong also looked at Lechen in confusion.

Lechen raised his hand, put it on the table, pulled up his cassock, and said: "Zhang Shenji, the wound is here, monks don't lie."

Sure enough, there was a big scratch on Lechen's forearm. Although the scratch was roughly healed, there was still a trace left, and it was not completely healed.

Everyone was really surprised and asked, "How did that little guy do it?"

"The guy who took down the little guy was not at the seventh level of foundation building, but at the eighth level, almost at the peak."

Lechen said, "Your descendant is really amazing. He is proficient in refining weapons, martial arts, magic power, and body refining. With the blessing of the gods, his combat power is comparable to that of a spiritual cultivator. In addition, he has many tricks. I was just accidentally fooled."

He paused, thought for a while, and gave his own evaluation: "I'm afraid that ordinary spiritual cultivators at the fifth level can't take him down."

"Hiss, strange, could it be that heroes really emerge in troubled times, and this Dharma Ending Age falls on him, not Brother Qinglian."

"Lame Taoist, if you can't speak, shut up, or I'll poison your throat."

Zhang Shenji didn't care about Qing Linglong's words. He looked at Shen Qinglian and said, "Brother Qinglian, what do you think?"

"It doesn't matter what I think. This Dharma Ending Age is about digging up the roots of the cultivation world. It would be a great thing if someone can save the cultivation world. It's good that the little guy can grow up, at least there is an extra way out. But now we have to try it ourselves."

"Ghost riders are dangerous. If everyone rides ghosts to cultivate, even if the cultivation world exists, who knows what it will become?"

Qing Linglong glanced at Zhang Shenji and said, "Are you scared?"

"No, I'm already a sinner in Longhu Mountain since I started tinkering with ghost riders. What else should I be afraid of?"

"Let's all improve our strength and be more obedient. The day will come in a few months."