Rebirth of Song Qingshu

Chapter 31 Accepting Zhou Zhiruo as a Disciple

"Yes, it's people. The so-called people are to recruit disciples with good qualifications." Song Qing wrote, and at the same time said lightly, "I think about how famous the Quanzhen Sect was back then. Compared to today's Wudang, it is even better.

After all, if the Quanzhen Seven Sons had people with outstanding qualifications in the future, I’m afraid they wouldn’t fall apart so quickly.”

Zhang Sanfeng was shocked when he heard this. He pondered for a while and then suddenly burst into laughter. This made Song Qingshu, Zhang Wuji and others beside him puzzled.

"Hehehe, you, you, you have been talking for a long time to ask me not to send Zhou Zhiruo to the Emei Sect? You are actually playing tricks on me."

Song Qingshu's face turned red, obviously he was told what he meant, but he was thin-skinned and wanted to refute immediately.

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared and turned into a serious expression. He sighed and said, "Okay, actually what you said is quite reasonable."

Song Qingshu was silent for a while, and then Zhang Sanfeng sighed again and said, "Well, everyone in the world knows that I once came from Shaolin. I have often retreated in seclusion over the years, hoping to create a set of martial arts that is different from the rest of the world, so that my martial arts can be truly authentic.

It is truly its own sect, completely free from the influence of Shaolin, but unfortunately..." Zhang Sanfeng let out a long sigh. Obviously he wanted to create a martial arts that was different from the current mainstream martial arts in the world.

Even for a martial arts master like Zhang Sanfeng, this is a very difficult task.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, but Song Qingshu secretly thought in his mind. Sure enough, Zhang Sanfeng had been creating Tai Chi Sword for a long time. Song Qingshu felt happy when he thought that he would learn Tai Chi Sword, the world's best martial arts.

"I didn't expect that I lived a hundred years in vain. It's not as good as a teenager like you to understand that my Wudang sect has indeed reached the stage where flowers are blooming and fire is cooking oil."

"Grand Master must not say that." Song Qingshu saw that Zhang Sanfeng actually started to blame himself, and quickly advised, "Grand Master, in order to create a set of martial arts that is different from the rest of the world, it is such a complicated matter, how can we be distracted by other things?

Besides, it’s not that my father, and all the masters and uncles didn’t realize it, they just don’t want the master to worry. It’s really a big sin for me, a yellow-haired boy, to bother the master with these things without knowing the importance.”

"You, you, you." Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but laugh when he saw Song Qingshu shaking his head and admonishing, "Okay, okay, now that I know it, and Zhou Zhiruo has excellent qualifications, I will not send him to Emei again."

"Master is wise." Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng had finally changed his mind, Song Qingshu was overjoyed and quickly complimented him.

"Are you wise now? If you don't accept it, are you an old fool?" Zhang Sanfeng pretended to be expressionless, but when he saw Song Qingshu's anxious expression wanting to explain, he couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Song Qingshu was speechless, he didn't expect Zhang Sanfeng to have such a side. Isn't he a typical old naughty boy?

"But all this depends on the little girl's own wishes." Zhang Sanfeng finally stopped after a while and said with a smile.

Although he was talking to Song Qingshu, he also gave Zhou Zhiruo a questioning look.

If it were any other Jianghu people who were lucky enough to join the Wudang Sect, they would definitely be extremely happy, but now Zhou Zhiruo is just an ordinary boatman's daughter, so she has no idea what the Wudang Sect is.

But Zhou Zhiruo is now considered an orphan. He is young and has nowhere to go but to the Wudang Clan.

"Do you want me to be my teacher?" Zhou Zhiruo asked, tilting her head.

"Of course not, I will let you worship under my fifth disciple Zhang Cuishan." Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said, "By the way, Zhang Cuishan is Wuji's father." As he said this, Zhang Sanfeng pointed to Zhang Wuji beside him.

When Zhang Sanfeng and Song Qingshu saw Zhou Zhiruo looking back at Zhang Wuji without saying anything, they thought the matter had been settled. Zhou Zhiruo blinked her clear watery eyes and suddenly said: "I want to learn martial arts from you. Is that okay?"

"Learn martial arts from me?"

Song Qingshu laughed dumbly and said: "Why do you want to learn martial arts from me? You saw me saving you before, so you thought I was more powerful. In fact, the master you want to worship, Zhang Cuishan, is still my uncle. His cultivation is far better than mine.

.Do you still want to learn from me?”

"Yes." Zhou Zhiruo's voice was tender and ethereal, but her answer was decisive.

"No, no, no." Song Qingshu shook his head vigorously and said, "Now my martial arts is not enough to teach my disciples. You should worship the fifth uncle as your teacher!"

"No, I only learn from you." Zhou Zhiruo said stubbornly. At the same time, tears welled up in his eyes.

"This..." Song Qingshu couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he saw Zhou Zhiruo's pear blossoms covered with rain.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng on the side said, "Qingshu, just accept him."

"What?" Song Qingshu looked in disbelief when he heard Zhang Sanfeng admonishing him to accept Zhou Zhiruo as his disciple, "Master, I..."

"You can accept a disciple." Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said with a smile, "Anyway, you found this disciple yourself. Besides, from what I saw earlier, your martial arts didn't seem to be at the bottom even among the third-rate. Professor Zhiruo is still the best.

OK."

Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Sanfeng dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he just wanted to change Zhou Zhiruo's fate, and at the same time add a good talent to the Wudang Sect. At first, he thought he was just joining the apprenticeship of that uncle, but he didn't expect that he actually jumped into it by himself in the end.

A hole you dug yourself.

Seeing the curiosity on Zhang Wuji's face, Zhou Zhiruo stared at herself closely, as if she would be a sinner through the ages if she didn't agree. As for Zhang Sanfeng, he looked at his joke with a teasing look on his face.

Song Qingshu gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I will accept you as my disciple!"

Isn't it just to accept a disciple? As the saying goes, 'if a person dies, he will live for eternity.' Moreover, you have never eaten pork, and have you never seen a pig run away?

"I haven't met your master yet!" At this moment, a rough and arrogant voice came out. Everyone looked back, who could it be if it wasn't Chang Yuchun?

In fact, although Chang Yuchun was tapped on his sleeping point, Zhang Sanfeng only tapped it symbolically, just to let Chang Yuchun have a good rest. When Song Qingshu advised Zhang Sanfeng, Chang Yuchun woke up and left.

When they arrived at the door, they just didn't say anything. Both Zhang Sanfeng and Song Qingshu knew about it, but they didn't say anything.

Therefore, Song Qingshu and Zhang Sanfeng were not surprised when they saw Chang Yuchun suddenly speaking out.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't know about the Wudang Sect, but Chang Yuchun knew it very well. Although it was a bit regretful that Zhou Zhiruo didn't take Zhang Cuishan as his teacher, looking at the way Song Qingshu acted before, he was also a good player. The most important thing is that now Song Qingshu is still

You are young and have unlimited possibilities in the future.

So when he heard that Song Qingshu was planning to accept Zhou Zhiruo as his disciple, Chang Yuchun urged him.