The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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At this point, Jiang Ning paused for a moment, then added, "Mount Hua is not the Green Gang. If you're bored, you can hang out with your senior uncles and senior brothers."

Upon hearing Jiang Ning's words, a glimmer of light appeared in Liu Zhao's eyes, and a childlike smile finally appeared on his face.

"Yes, Master!"

Chapter 156: You're here again, kid.

Three days later.

Back hall.

"The rules of our Huashan Sect are: first, no deceiving one's master and ancestors; second, no bullying the weak; third, no greed and lust; fourth, no killing one's fellow disciples; fifth, no forgetting righteousness for profit; sixth, no arrogance and complacency; and seventh, no associating with evil."

"These are the Seven Precepts of my Huashan Sect. From now on, when you become my disciple, you must remember them and not violate them in the slightest. Be disciplined, uphold the righteous path, and be self-disciplined and respectful."

“If you go astray in the future, harm the people, or do things that violate the rules of my Huashan Sect, I will personally clean up the sect.”

Liu Zhao knelt before the ancestral tablets of the ancestors of Mount Hua, while Jiang Ning stood to the side.

Those words just now came from his mouth.

Yue Buqun sat in the main seat, while Feng Buping sat in the other seat.

Jiang Ning originally planned to hold the initiation ceremony after Ning Zhongze and Cheng Buyou returned, but Yue Buqun said there was no need to wait so long. Ning Zhongze and the others had gone down the mountain and it was unknown when they would return. He suggested that Liu Zhao be admitted first, and the proper etiquette could be completed when Ning Zhongze and Cheng Buyou returned.

At this moment, Liu Zhao knelt on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Jiang Ning's tone was relatively calm when he was explaining the rules of the Huashan Sect, but his tone suddenly changed when he got to the last few words. His tone became sinister, like a steel knife scraping bone, and the coldness and chilling killing intent in his tone made him shudder.

"Yes...yes, Master, I will remember."

Liu Zhao said, his voice trembling slightly.

Upon seeing this, Yue Buqun said, "Alright, Zhao'er is still young. We can teach him these principles slowly later."

The murderous intent Jiang Ning had just revealed startled Feng Buping. It was hard to imagine how many people Jiang Ning had killed to have such a murderous aura.

Even he and Feng Buping were like this; Liu Zhao was just a child and couldn't withstand Jiang Ning's chilling killing intent.

"Yes, Master."

Seeing that Yue Buqun had said this, Jiang Ning did not continue speaking, but instead said to Liu Zhao, "Go and pay your respects to your grandmaster and grand-uncle."

Liu Zhao was still somewhat disoriented when he heard Jiang Ning's words. He forced himself to stand up and respectfully bowed to Yue Buqun and Feng Buping.

"Grand-disciple pays respects to Grandmaster and Grand-uncle."

Liu Zhao's voice was young and trembling slightly.

Yue Buqun smiled and nodded, saying, "Alright, from now on you are a disciple of my Huashan Sect. You must learn from your master."

Yue Buqun's gentle voice reassured Liu Zhao.

Liu Zhao respectfully replied, "Yes, Master."

Feng Buping smiled and nodded from the side.

Yue Buqun looked at Liu Zhao and suddenly asked Jiang Ning, "Is Zhao'er seven years old this year?"

Jiang Ning nodded: "Yes."

When Jiang Ning agreed to let Liu Zhao join his ranks, he already knew Liu Zhao's exact age.

Upon hearing this, a look of reminiscence appeared in Yue Buqun's eyes. He remembered that Jiang Ning had only started learning martial arts from him at the age of seven.

Yue Buqun paused for a moment, then said, "Since that's the case, Zhao'er has reached the age to practice martial arts. I happen to have nothing to do at the moment, so I'll personally teach him."

Although Jiang Ning had already taken on a disciple, he himself was still quite young and needed to practice his martial arts diligently. If he were to be distracted by teaching Liu Zhao, it might slow down his progress. Therefore, Yue Buqun simply took on the task of teaching Liu Zhao.

Jiang Ning was slightly surprised, but still nodded.

"It's all up to Master's arrangement."

Yue Buqun smiled and nodded.

Jiang Ning looked at Yue Buqun and asked, "How is Master's health?"

Logically, several days have passed, and the depleted internal energy should have recovered considerably, so why is Yue Buqun still like this?

Upon hearing his disciple ask this question, Yue Buqun's expression turned serious. He had already prepared his answer and said, "I used too much internal energy when I healed you that day, and I won't be able to recover for a while."

That day, Yue Buqun did indeed expend a lot of his true energy for Jiang Ning, which probably damaged Yue Buqun's essence. Jiang Ning frowned and looked somewhat guilty.

"This disciple is unworthy, and I have troubled my master with this."

Yue Buqun chuckled and said, "It's alright, I just need to rest more, there's no need to blame myself too much."

Seeing the harmonious scene between master and disciple, Feng Buping, who was standing to the side, also thought of his disciple.

The disciples who returned to Mount Hua with him had been with him for quite some time and had a very special bond with him. Originally, he was worried that other Mount Hua disciples would be ostracized because of their former identity as members of the Sword Sect, but he never felt that way after returning to Mount Hua.

He treated his and Cheng Buyou's disciples like brothers, and was especially courteous and respectful to his two uncles. This finally put Cheng Buyou at ease, and they were even more convinced of Yue Buqun's abilities. In particular, when Yue Buqun saved Cheng Buyou from the hands of the Six Immortals of Peach Valley, they wholeheartedly supported Yue Buqun.

Sincerity is the ultimate weapon. Yue Buqun and the Huashan disciples treated them this way because people are all made of flesh and blood. Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou are not the kind of people who are ungrateful.

After the apprenticeship ceremony was completed, Jiang Ning led Liu Zhaoxian away from the inner hall, while Yue Buqun and Feng Buping still had matters to discuss.

As soon as he stepped out of the inner hall, a group of Huashan disciples were already waiting outside, including Linghu Chong.

"Little junior brother."

Linghu Chong exclaimed happily.

Even though the Huashan Sect has now taken in so many disciples, Linghu Chong still habitually calls Jiang Ning his junior brother.

After so many days of nourishing his body with tonics, Linghu Chong's complexion was rosy, and his internal injuries had healed considerably.

Jiang Ning smiled at him and led Liu Zhao to the group of Huashan disciples.

Liu Zhao bowed respectfully to the Huashan disciples.

"This junior disciple greets all senior and junior masters."

Linghu Chong looked at Liu Zhao with amazement, and felt even more strange after hearing how Liu Zhao addressed him.

At this time, most of the disciples at Mount Hua had arrived, including those children who had just begun their studies.

Ye Ying was holding the hand of a three-year-old child, his younger brother.

His name is Ye Jian.

This is the name given to him by Yue Buqun.

"I didn't expect my junior brother to have taken on disciples."

Looking at Liu Zhao's quiet nature, which was very similar to Jiang Ning's, Linghu Chong suddenly felt the urge to take on a disciple.

He also took a drunkard as an apprentice, so that he would have someone to drink with.

The other Huashan disciples had also met Liu Zhao before. They came purely out of curiosity. After witnessing the apprenticeship ceremony, they all left. Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou's disciples, along with the other Huashan disciples, left together, arm in arm, chatting and laughing, to practice their skills.

Linghu Chong also left.

He planned to return to Siguo Cliff to continue his seclusion.

Lu Dayou had already spread the word that Jiang Ning had chased after Ren Yingying and killed Tao Shixian and Tao Huaxian. He had heard about it and felt that Jiang Ning was progressing faster and faster. He was even losing his way to Jiang Ning. He had to practice his skills more diligently, or he would be left far behind by Jiang Ning.

"Junior nephew, come practice with us."

A child with a childish voice spoke to Liu Zhao, but his expression was rather mature for his age.

Liu Zhao did not speak upon hearing this, but instead looked up at Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning nodded: "Go ahead."

These junior disciples are the same age as Liu Zhao, making them easier to get along with.

Liu Zhao nodded seriously, "Yes, Master."

After saying that, he left with the children.

The once bustling area has now become empty.

Jiang Ning also planned to go back to his room to practice the Innate Skill.

Practicing martial arts is tedious, but the key is to persevere.

……

Linghu Chong, carrying large bags of luggage, returned to Siguo Cliff and planned to stay there for a while longer, waiting for his martial arts skills to improve before descending the mountain.

As soon as he put down his luggage, Linghu Chong sat on a rock and gazed at the scenery in the distance.

The scenery of Mount Hua is beautiful, but Linghu Chong has no mind to appreciate it at this moment.

After a while.

"Hey."

Linghu Chong let out a long sigh.

He felt that Jiang Ning's progress was too fast. A few months ago, he thought he had caught up with Jiang Ning, but Jiang Ning went to Sichuan and actually wiped out the Qingcheng Sect on his own. This strength shocked him. But what shocked him even more was that after Jiang Ning returned from Sichuan, he actually chased and killed the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect for three hundred miles and even killed two of them while surrounded by so many top-notch experts. He didn't know what to say.

Jiangning's rapid growth was beyond his comprehension.

Despite this, Linghu Chong was not discouraged. Although he never considered himself a genius or a master, he also did not feel that he was inferior to others.

If Jiang Ning can practice so diligently, there's no reason why he can't do the same.

"Hey kid, what brings you here again? You've been coming so often, do you think this place is your home?"

Just as Linghu Chong was secretly encouraging himself, an old voice rang out not far away, startling him.

"who!"

Linghu Chong suddenly stood up, drew his sword, and turned to look.

An old man with white hair and a green robe looked at him with a gloomy expression.

Chapter 157: Believe it or not now

"Who are you? How dare you trespass on the forbidden grounds of my Huashan Sect!"

Linghu Chong shouted sternly.

The Cliff of Contemplation is where Huashan disciples are punished by facing the wall in meditation. No one other than Huashan disciples is allowed to come here, but this old man suddenly appeared without Huashan noticing him.

While questioning the old man, Linghu Chong was also observing him. The man had no aura and just stood there casually. He seemed to be full of flaws, but Linghu Chong felt that he had no way to attack him.

This is a highly skilled martial artist.

Upon realizing this, Linghu Chong shouted loudly.

"Who the hell are you!"

The old man in the green robe frowned upon hearing this, put one hand on his waist, and covered his ears with the other.

"Why are you shouting so loudly?"

Linghu Chong ignored this, his mind highly focused, his eyes fixed on the old man in the green robe, and he began to think about the man's identity.

"Are you a member of the Demonic Sect?"

Linghu Chong looked at the old man in green robes with surprise and doubt.

It's no wonder he had this thought. Some time ago, the Peach Valley Six Immortals of the Demonic Sect broke into the mountain and kidnapped him. Later, Jiang Ning encountered Ren Yingying in Hanzhong Prefecture. All of this shows that the Demonic Sect is targeting Mount Hua. Although he doesn't know the purpose of the Demonic Sect kidnapping him, this old man in green robes is very likely sent by the Demonic Sect.

Upon hearing Linghu Chong's words, the old man in the green robe frowned, looked him up and down, and seemed somewhat speechless.

Seeing that the old man in the green robe remained silent, Linghu Chong also kept quiet, watching him warily while thinking about how to escape.

Behind him lay a bottomless abyss, and the path down the Cliff of Contemplation was blocked by the old man in the green robe. He couldn't think of a good solution for the time being.

The old man in the green robe just stared at him.

After a while.

"idiot."

The old man in the green robe shook his head slightly in disdain.