Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 157 Open and honest

"It's over here. Please step aside. I have something to say to Zhao Xuan."

Zhang Cuifeng looked at Yue Chaoqun and the law enforcement elder and said.

After the two of them left, he waved his hand and closed the door of Zhenwu Palace. After thinking for a moment, he said slowly: "Zhao Xuan, it's just you and me here. How about we have an honest talk?"

Zhao Xuan said calmly: "Please tell me, Uncle Master."

Zhang Cuifeng stared at Zhao Xuan with stern eyes: "When you are promoted to Grandmaster, I will ensure that you succeed as the master of Tianshu Peak."

"But you have to promise not to covet the position of Taoist Master."

Zhao Xuan suddenly realized.

It was so mysterious because he wanted him not to compete with Song Yuanqiao for a seat.

The head master is quite a thief.

The position of the master corresponding to the position of Daozi is not mentioned at all, but is singled out and compared with the position of the main peak peak master.

But he was a little puzzled: "Isn't Senior Brother Song determined to be the Taoist Master? Doesn't Senior Nephew still have a chance?"

Zhang Cuifeng rubbed his head: "There is a one-year evaluation period to become a Taoist disciple. Song Yuanqiao was originally regarded as the best disciple of the younger generation, and he was a sure shot."

"But you came out of nowhere. Did you know that an elder has chosen you to be the disciple?"

"Especially since you have mastered the Taixuan Taoist body, the conservative elders will definitely think that this is God's will and it belongs to you."

"Unless you openly declare that you are dedicated to martial arts and don't want to be disturbed by worldly matters, you have a better chance of becoming a Taoist than Song Yuanqiao."

The last sentence is clearly teaching Zhao Xuan how to give up automatically.

Zhao Xuan's eyelids drooped: "In fact, the master uncle doesn't need to tell the nephew."

He didn't understand any of this. If Zhang Cuifeng didn't say it, he wouldn't even think about it, let alone argue about it.

Zhang Cuifeng said calmly: "You will know sooner or later. I don't want this matter to be a thorn in your heart, and you will feel resentful and alienated from the sect."

"Cheating and giving up are two different things."

Zhao Xuan asked: "Even the head master thinks that the nephew has a better chance, why do you want the nephew to give up?"

Zhang Cuifeng said seriously: "First of all, you are very talented and have the status of a great master. You should not let secular affairs distract your energy and time and delay your practice."

"Secondly, I have declared to the outside world that Song Yuanqiao is the son of Taoism. It is not advisable to change the order overnight, which will lose prestige."

"Finally, your master has the same idea. Song Yuanqiao will succeed as the leader, and you will succeed as the peak master. The two senior brothers will support each other."

"It's just that your performance has been too dazzling recently. He feels it's unfair to you and doesn't want to mention this to you in person."

There is one more thing he didn't say.

Song Yuanqiao was raised by Peak Master Tianshu since he was a child. Zhenwu Sect is like his home, and fellow sect members are like relatives.

Zhao Xuan joined halfway and had many conflicts with his fellow disciples.

In comparison, when Song Yuanqiao is the leader, he will protect the interests of the sect better than Zhao Xuan.

Saying this will definitely make Zhao Xuan think more, so it would be better not to say it.

Zhao Xuan heard this and thought to himself: This is really a confession game.

Logically speaking, the most suitable person to talk to him about this matter is Master Tianshu Peak.

As the master's uncle said, the master probably didn't want to use his status and feelings to pressure him, so he didn't come.

He thought carefully and nodded slightly: "My nephew can give up the position of Taoist Master, but there are several conditions."

He thought it through.

In this world where the strong are respected, all great power belongs to oneself, and status is based on strong strength.

For example, in the Northern Wei Dynasty, the real talker was the great shaman of the Celestial God Sect, and the so-called Emperor Wei was nothing more than a mascot.

Another example is the Zhenwu Sect. So what if the leader is hanging on a cliff by the unkempt uncle from the back mountain?

Zhang Cuifeng blurted out: "You say it."

As if he felt that his tone was too eager and worried that Zhao Xuan would ask for a high price, he added: "As long as I can do it, I will be satisfied."

Zhao Xuan smiled faintly and said to himself: "First, I want the same treatment as Daozi. If there is only one share, it must be provided to me first."

"The master's uncle also said that my nephew is not a Taoist disciple, but to make way for his cultivation. He cannot give away everything that is conducive to his cultivation."

He doesn't need the identity, but the benefits cannot be left out of him.

For example, Zhang Taifeng promised him Taixuan Cave Heaven, which would be of great benefit to him.

If he were the Taoist, these would all be his.

Zhang Cuifeng said cheerfully: "No problem, you have the status of a great master. As soon as the training resources are available, the sect will definitely give them to you first."

Zhao Xuan continued: "Secondly, my nephew has a senior brother named Ji Boda, a disciple of Lotus Peak. Today, the disciple is at odds with the master of Lotus Peak and is worried that he will be treated unfairly."

"I also ask the head master to help me and let him join the Tianshu Peak sect so that he can be taken care of."

Just now, he was still worried about how to convince his master to accept Senior Brother Ji.

Although Yue Chaoqun admitted that he was wronged, Senior Brother Ji would inevitably be put on the back foot while staying at Lianhua Peak.He couldn't keep watching or fight with Yue Chaoqun over some trivial matter.

Now it's finally settled.

Zhang Cuifeng was slightly surprised: "Why don't you ask your master to come forward in this matter?"

Zhao Xuan rolled his eyes. He had mentioned it more than a dozen times, but wasn't it rejected?

If it's useful, why should I mention it to you?

When the words came to his lips, they turned into: "My nephew doesn't want the master to be accused of favoritism."

Zhang Cuifeng laughed angrily: "You two, master and disciple, are really of the same virtue."

"One doesn't want the disciples to be treated unfairly, and the other doesn't want the master to be stigmatized."

"What do you think I owe you?"

Zhao Xuan was very bachelor and asked: "Just tell me whether you agree or not?"

Zhang Cuifeng did not hesitate: "Promise."

Zhao Xuan smiled and said: "Then it's settled, my nephew will retire."

Zhang Cuifeng was stunned for a moment and said unconvincingly: "Just these two conditions?"

He was ready to bleed heavily, such as ten portions of the power of all sentient beings.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xuan was easier to talk to than he thought.

No, it should be that Zhao Xuan doesn't value the position of Daozi that much.

Genius' ideas are always different from ordinary people's.

He thought he was going to have to put in a lot of effort.

Zhao Xuan smiled and said: "The master uncle wants to be added, but the nephew has no objection."

Zhang Cuifeng quickly opened the door of Zhenwu Palace: "Go."

Zhao Xuan left the Zhenwu Palace and went to the back mountain of Tianzhu Peak: "Uncle, I'm here to ask you for advice."

He is an honest man.

Zhang Taifeng asked him to come often, so he came often.

After all, the great master's guidance allowed him to make rapid progress in several martial arts.

Zhang Taifeng didn't feel annoyed and said with a smile: "You came at the right time. The old man just has something to tell you."

Zhao Xuan solemnly said: "Please give me some instructions, Uncle Master."

What a coincidence, he had just said the same thing to Zhang Cuifeng.

Zhang Taifeng looked up at the sky: "The sky is going to change."

Zhao Xuan looked along and saw that the sky was originally clear, but suddenly the sky changed and dark clouds gathered.

Really change.

But Zhang Taifeng obviously didn't mean that, so he didn't answer and waited quietly for the next sentence.

Zhang Taifeng said to himself: "Last year, the old Taoist noticed changes in the heavenly secrets, and something big happened, and then the Tianshen Sect pushed the Northern Wei Dynasty to conquer the Jin Dynasty for no reason."

"The old Taoist doesn't want Zhenwu Sect to lag behind others. He uses Tai Chi to deduce the secrets of heaven. The secrets are clear and can be broken only by entering the game. Therefore, your master, the master, is not allowed to sit on the sidelines and watch. He would rather launch a war to eliminate demons."

"It wasn't until a few days ago that the Celestial God Sect made a high-profile claim that the Celestial God was resurrected, and it suddenly dawned on me that the great age had arrived."

"It is recorded in ancient books that in every era, a great age will come, stars will change, dragons and snakes will rise, and the heaven and earth will turn upside down, just like the Great Zhou Dynasty in ancient times."

"According to legend, during great conflicts in the world, stars descended to earth, gods and men reincarnated, demons and demons caused chaos, big sects and orthodoxies collapsed, and small sects rose up."

"I just don't know if you are a star, a god, or a demon?"

His deep gaze fell on Zhao Xuan at some point, as if he wanted to see through him.

Zhao Xuan's heart beat wildly for no reason, as if a bad answer would have unpredictable consequences.

He thought about it seriously: "This junior is neither a star, nor a god, nor a demon."

"This junior is a disciple of Zhenwu Sect."

"Hahahaha!"

Zhang Taifeng laughed loudly: "That's good."

"You just need to remember that you are a disciple of Zhenwu Sect."

"Whatever you want to learn today, the old Taoist will teach you."

Zhao Xuan said decisively: "Tai Chi Fortune Fist."

The more he learned this semi-immortal martial arts, the more frightened he became.

It contained more changes than he imagined.

(End of this chapter)