Is the journey light or the journey heavy? Accepting a disciple or...

After Mingzhen finished her meal, she made some repairs in the guest room she had decorated, mainly washing her hair and smoothing her face.

There are no rules for hairstyles among people in the world.

Whatever you want is fine.

But Mingzhen is not used to it.

The messy wind blew all over my head and face. I was not used to it, so I glanced at other people's outfits and found a wooden hairpin to tie my arms with.

The whole person feels refreshed.

Taking a look at the image in the basin, even though he was still a little thin, he looked sharp, with sharp eyebrows and long eyes, and he had a cold feeling when he wasn't smiling.

It's just the beard that covers half of his face.

I feel better looking after losing weight... I muttered casually.

Of course, I don’t plan to keep it going forever.

It’s important to eat more good food to replenish your body.

After thinking about it, I let my hair down again and only combed it a little smoother.

The character of Ming Shui became important after she vaguely had another idea.

Dad Ming’s resurrected identity...

Although Mingzhen has not thought of specific solutions for some things, she has already started to make some preparations. Of course, this is only one way.

Be more prepared for your fallback options and make your choice depending on the situation...

What I have to consider now is whether to accept those two young people as my disciples. If I want to build a force here and establish a sect...

Mingzhen had no experience in founding a sect, nor did Mingshui.

Ming Shui used to be a solitary traveler, focusing on training. He would occasionally go to practice and find people to learn from, and he only focused on becoming stronger and practicing swordsmanship.

There are only a few servants who have been trained a little.

The only disciple he accepted.

It's still Mingda Mountain picked up from hanging down the mountain.

Where did Ming Dashan go? Ming Zhen is quite fond of this disciple. He is loyal and honest, and has good talent.

Mingzhen walked to the courtyard and took a few more curious looks at the antique environment.

A servant in green clothes saluted him outside the door.

Soon.

The owner of this place, Cheng Wenxiu, showed up again and was very attentive. Mingzhen could also see what he meant.

I want to deepen my relationship with her and keep my family together.

He is a big businessman. He had offended a certain force that came to recruit him, and inadvertently saved the person the other party wanted to kill, so he had to return to his hometown.

I originally thought it was an act of giving up part of my family property.

It can make the other person feel relieved.

result.

But when he was about to return home, he met the attacker.

He himself had certain strength, so he had the confidence to refuse before. Unfortunately, he didn't expect that the other party would attack his family directly.

Thinking of my wife and children.

Cheng Wenxiu's thoughts changed.

You are good at martial arts. Who did you learn from?

Ming Zhen was curious. This person seemed to have acquired a second-rate level. In terms of the modern martial arts system, he had a two-star combat power and acquired fifth to eighth level mental skills.

Senior, please wait a moment! Cheng Wenxiu said and ran away quickly.

Before Mingzhen could figure out what he was doing, she saw him carrying a wooden box over and giving her a yellowish secret book inside.

Mingzhen:??

The younger generation learned the swordsmanship and mental skills from this secret book. There is no master...

The young man looked at her eagerly.

Mingzhen thought for a moment and only flipped through two pages without opening them all. In her opinion, this was a top-notch swordsmanship secret book. She closed the box.

Pass it back to Cheng Wenxiu.

Naturally, she would not take other people's things as her own.

However, if Cheng Wenxiu is only self-taught, her character instinctively develops a liking for him.

Because it has many similarities with Mingshui.

Moreover, Cheng Wenxiu now pays more attention to his wife and children than Ming Shui did before.

She was a little emotional.

Reach out your hand! She said to Cheng Wenxiu.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand in joy, and knelt directly in front of Mingzhen, without any idea that a man has gold under his knees.

Mingzhen followed suit and felt his bones.

Surprise flashed in his eyes.

It's actually a superior bone?

It's only slightly inferior to Ming Shui's own superior bones.

When you were young, you never went to worship a teacher? There is not one in a million people in this world with this level of talent, but at least there is no one in a thousand.

This refers to those who choose to practice martial arts.

Cheng Wenxiu calmed down his expression, lowered his eyebrows and said: "Reporting back to my senior, this junior...has been studying, been admitted as a scholar, married and passed away before his parents..."

His expression was a little sad, but not too sad.

Briefly tell his past.

He guessed that he might get an opportunity, and his shrewd brain instantly made him choose to answer all inquiries honestly and sincerely.

He talked about his yearning for martial arts when he was young.

After he was admitted as a scholar in his teens, his parents relented and allowed him to exercise by hiring a martial arts master to teach him for a year. Then his father became seriously ill and asked him to marry.

Less than a year after marrying the wife he had been engaged to since childhood, his father died.

In the third month, my mother passed away.

His wife was pregnant before and gave birth to a son half a year later. The family observed mourning for three years. Someone plotted against their family property and reputation. He was so angry that he gave up writing and started doing business...

So for five years.

...

...

After listening to this, Mingzhen felt that this person was a template for the protagonist.

Excellent talents in all aspects.

He studied literature and was admitted as a scholar at a young age.

After starting business, my family property increased dozens of times in five years, which attracted people to covet me.

I studied martial arts and practiced blindly to a second-rate level. Now I am only twenty-seven years old, and I am no worse than the disciples of some major sects.

This kind of talent appears in front of you.

She still had life-saving grace for him.

It would be foolish to let it go.

The eldest disciple is too loyal and his ability to do things can be understood by looking at the situation where he is missing now.

The second apprentice is an official, so it is impossible for him to leave his regular job and come to work for her.

The only person in front of her was Cheng Wenxiu, who could achieve such achievements on his own without a backer. Mingzhen looked at him up and down for a while.

Then he spoke slowly:

I, the Heavenly Sword, want to accept you as my disciple, is that okay?

Bang! Bang bang bang!

The young man in front of him kowtowed nine times in a row at a shocking speed. His voice was so clear that Ming Zhen felt a slight pain in his forehead.

Master, please bow to me as a disciple!!

Cheng Wenxiu had a sharp eye and quick hands. When he heard the intention of the innate senior in front of him to accept a disciple, he immediately kowtowed.
To be continued...