Under one person: As one person, I can dominate the world

Looking at Zhang Lingyu with renewed energy in his eyes, Zhang Taichu curled his lips, knowing that he had touched the other person.

"Lingyu, this little kid, is still too deep-minded and thinks too much. Sometimes it's not a good thing. This is his crux."

Zhang Taichu sighed in his heart that what he said now was just a way to distract the other party's entanglement with Yin Wulei.

But with Zhang Lingyu's temperament, it is possible that he will fall into such a dead end again in the future.

So Zhang Taichu became more determined to pry Zhang Lingyu away from his senior brother and train him as a disciple.

At this time, Zhang Lingyu, who was lying on the ground, also stood up.

His originally pale face had regained some color, and his tangled eyes had become firmer. He faced Zhang Taichu and bowed sincerely: "Lingyu, thank you, uncle, for clearing up the confusion."

Zhang Taichu waved his hand: "It's just trivial things."

At this moment, Zhang Lingyu finally raised her head, feeling as if she had just woken up from a dream, daring to face the so-called unbearable past in her eyes.

Zhang Taichu saw all this clearly, but he understood that the other party was just touched by his words and was thinking.

It will take some time to truly understand the true meaning and completely let go of the past.

But there's no rush.

Zhang Taichu first laughed, then put his fist in the corner of his mouth and coughed twice.

Then he sat down on the bench pretending to be solemn, brushed his hand to make the golden light barrier disappear, and said with some seriousness: "That's it for today's practice guidance, Lingyu, I have something to ask you now."

Zhang Lingyu immediately raised his hands and said respectfully: "Uncle, just ask, Lingyu will definitely tell you everything and tell the truth."

Zhang Taichu nodded: "Let me ask you first, what do you think of my level of strength?"

Zhang Lingyu said sincerely: "Uncle Master's cultivation is profound and unfathomable. Like a heavenly master, he is at the top of Longhu Mountain. He can look down on all living beings even if he looks at the alien world."

In fact, he already knew in his mind that perhaps his mysterious and powerful uncle was already the real "number one" in Longhu Mountain.

And being No. 1 in Longhu Mountain, on a certain level, has the same meaning as “No. 1 in the world”!

Zhang Taichu continued: "Then what do you think of my personality, uncle, master? How do you feel about getting along with me?"

Zhang Lingyu was startled when he heard this, and after thinking for a while, he said: "I don't spend much time with my uncle, but personally, I think my uncle is open and forthright, with an upright personality, and sometimes he is unique and interesting."

Zhang Taichu said expectantly: "Then do you think I can teach you a good way about cultivation?"

Zhang Lingyu did not hesitate: "Uncle Master, of course, taught well when it came to guiding practice, and Lingyu was convinced. He benefited a lot every time, and - blah blah blah."

Hearing this, Zhang Taichu smiled happily and then said: "Then what do you think, let me be your master?"

"Disciple thinks - huh???" Zhang Lingyu blurted out subconsciously, and when she realized the content of the question, she suddenly looked stunned.

He looked up at Zhang Taichu, wondering if he had listened to his uncle's words?

"Ahem, you heard me right." Zhang Taichu coughed dryly and said seriously: "Lingyu, I have watched you grow up over the years, whether it is your attitude towards cultivation, or your personal talent, cultivation I am very satisfied with my bones.”

"Since you recognize me, how about letting me be your master?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Taichu looked directly at Zhang Lingyu with great expectation.

Hearing his uncle's recognition of him, Zhang Lingyu couldn't help but feel a little excited. However, when he heard that the other party wanted to accept him as his disciple, he felt extremely conflicted.

"This -" Zhang Lingyu hesitated, a little at a loss.

Zhang Taichu waved his hand: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

So Zhang Lingyu organized some conversation, and after a while, he said with a complex expression: "Lingyu respects his uncle, but Lingyu has been practicing with his master since he was a child. In Lingyu's heart, one day he is a master and a disciple. If there is no modification in the whole life, how can Lingyu—"

Zhang Taichu had already been prepared for this.

With a wave of his hand, he took out a piece of yellowed paper from his arms, showed it in front of Zhang Lingyu, and said cheerfully: "Lingyu, your uncle and I will not really dig into Zhang Zhiwei's corner. , let’s see what this is.”

Zhang Lingyu looked intently, first seeing the two big signatures at the end of the note - "Zhang Zhiwei" and "Zhang Taichu", and then focused on the densely packed small characters in block letters in front.

Then his face became weird, and the further he looked back, the more complicated he became.

Zhang Taichu observed the other party's expression and felt a little proud in his heart. He just felt that he was really prepared for a rainy day.

As early as more than 20 years ago, he had won Zhang Lingyu's "cultivation rights" after arguing with his senior brother Zhang Zhiwei and reaching a consensus.

Then he pressured the other party to establish a written agreement, and both parties signed their names as evidence.

Until now, more than twenty years later, I can finally take out the documents and fulfill my rights as a "master".

Sure enough, after reading the content, Zhang Lingyu's eyes widened and stayed on the last three signatures of "Zhang Zhiwei".

After repeatedly confirming that it was correct, his face showed complexity visible to the naked eye, thinking that when he was young, he had been entrusted to Master Taichu.

However, when he looked at the written evidence that looked a bit childish, and combined it with the meticulous appearance of his master Zhang Zhiwei in his impression, and the mysterious and powerful uncle in front of him, he felt that he could not reconcile the two.

But even if this is the case, under the current situation, he suddenly left the sect of his "original master" Zhang Zhiwei and turned to recognize his uncle Taichu as his "master".

For a moment, I felt a little uncomfortable and didn't know how to speak.

But at this moment, Zhang Taichu said to himself: "Lingyu, don't be mentally burdened. I have already negotiated with old guy Zhang Zhiwei. You don't need to worry about any of this."

"If you turn around and worship me as your master today because you are afraid that your former master will come to trouble you in the future, just say it."

"I will go to the master's house that day and have a good discussion with my senior brother. We will definitely reach a consensus."

When he mentioned the word "fight", he deliberately emphasized his tone.

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Lingyu shook his head: "Lingyu never meant this!"

Zhang Taichu deliberately lowered his tone: "Then you are not satisfied with me as your master?"

Zhang Lingyu shook her head and became more anxious, with sweat beads on the tip of her nose.

Then he gritted his teeth, cut off all the confusion in his heart, and knelt down with a plop.

Zhang Lingyu no longer hesitated, kowtowed to Zhang Taichu, and said as a disciple: "Disciple Zhang Lingyu, meet the master!"

Today is Monday. The last page recommended depends on Tuesday’s follow-up reading, so please turn to the last page, only in this way will the follow-up reading be considered successful. After the recommendation, I will update continuously, and then I will update one chapter in the afternoon, and there will be two more updates in the early morning at night. !