something is wrong with my grandson

Chapter 6 Teaching the exercises
The sky was suddenly filled with rays of light, and a figure stood in the air, holding various tactics in his hands, and dancing with an evergreen sword, turning into countless afterimages, performing all kinds of wonderful and incredible swordsmanship in the world.

The disciples in the audience were fascinated by watching, and some seemed to be in the midst of an epiphany, and even danced their swords on the spot.

An hour later, Chu Lang put away the Evergreen Sword and walked up to the high platform step by step as if walking in the air.

The disciples watched Chu Lang walk towards the high platform, and looked at the figure who looked like a banished immortal, their eyes gradually became wild, and they felt that this man was the end point of martial arts pursuit in their hearts, the indelible god in their hearts, and the saint they would always follow in their hearts.

"Just now I showed you the 36 postures of Jiugong, which includes crouching tiger posture, flying dragon posture, swimming fish posture, fairy butterfly seeking fragrance posture, fairy hanging shadow posture, fairy pointing troops, etc. There are 36 postures in total. Comprehension." Chu Lang's magnetic voice rang in the ears of every disciple.

Chu Lang scanned the disciples with his divine sense, and found that a few player disciples had comprehended much faster than others, and had basically comprehended seven or eight moves.

Are these players inherently talented, one-of-a-kind geniuses, or is it that the power behind them allows them to quickly learn through the game, then let me try again, Chu Lang thought silently with.

"Next, I will teach you a high-level inner strength and mind method, sitting and forgetting. I hope you will practice well."

"Patriarch! Patriarch!" The disciples in the audience kept cheering.

"Quiet, follow me."

Seeing Chu Lang close his eyes, sit cross-legged, and pinch the Ziwu Jue with both hands, all the disciples followed suit.

"Close your eyes, calm your mind, empty your mind, recall your life carefully, and then slowly, slowly, forget it, forget everything about yourself, and imagine yourself in nothingness."

"As the saying goes, drop the limbs, throw away the cleverness, leave the line to go to the knowledge, the same as the Dao, this is to sit and forget."

Chu Lang suddenly opened his eyes, kneaded two thousand-hammered alchemy into powder, sprinkled them into the air, waved his sleeves, and threw out a stream of clear aura, sending these shimmering powders into the bodies of each of his disciples to help them Disciples have a better comprehension.

At the same time, Chu Lang's divine sense swept away the minds of the eight players detected in the morning, trying to check the superficial memories of the players.

After a while, Chu Lang smiled.

"So that's how it is." Chu Lang was playing with taste in his heart.

Chu Lang turned around and said to Shangguan Nan: "Nan'er, I will leave it to you. After they wake up, you will let them choose their own master. They will probably be hungry by then. Tonight I will I plan to have a bonfire party, I have prepared all the ingredients, and all the disciples will come to participate. Look forward to it, they are all rare and delicious."

"Yes, Master." Shangguan Nan cupped his fists respectfully.

As soon as the words fell, Chu Lang had disappeared without a trace.

Lin Yan'er who was behind Shangguan Nan secretly wiped her saliva when she heard that there was a rare delicacy tonight.

Qin Ren, who was next to him, saw this scene and secretly covered his mouth and laughed.

Two hours later, all the disciples woke up one after another, talking excitedly about how many sword moves they had realized, and how they had become third-rate warriors.

Tang Yurou, Ziyue and other eight players gathered together to discuss softly.

"The mastermind reminded me that I have learned the Zuowang Gong and become a third-rate warrior. I have also mastered several sword moves. Although each of these sword moves feels very strong, they are all very mana-consuming. With my current ability, Qi, I can barely make two moves, and then I can't do it anymore. But fortunately, you can hang up and practice Zuowang Gong, and your true Qi is growing every moment." Ximen Great Swordsman took the lead in saying.

"Me too."

"So do I."

"I am hungry."

"Okay, all the disciples stop discussing first, and then start to choose teachers freely." Shangguan Nan made a gesture of invitation to Hongyi.

"Those who want to enter my door quickly stand in a row, and I'll see how many people there are." Hong Yi took a step forward expressionlessly.

Ye Buming and Mang Jingang stood up instantly, and then several disciples stood up one after another.

"Okay, very good. You follow me and stand aside first." Hongyi walked off the high platform and stood to one side, and his disciples also followed.

"Is there any beautiful and lovely girl who wants to worship me as a teacher?" Qin Ren looked at the disciples and smiled.

Mo Ruyu stood up without saying a word, and then no one stood up.

"It's really sad." Qin Ren closed his eyes and pretended to be sad.

Mo Ruyu stared at Qin Ren coldly.

Qin Ren felt a little guilty for no reason, and came to the audience in an instant, and waved to Mo Ruyu: "My dear apprentice, stand behind me."

Mo Ruyu walked behind Qin Ren silently.

"The apprentice's eyes are a bit like the second senior sister's. It makes me panic." Qin Ren muttered to himself.

"If the disciples in the audience want to join my sect, please follow me." Wu Xianyu was wearing a black gown, with a purple jade flute hanging around his waist, and a Jiaoweiqin on his back, and he walked down the high stage slowly, with a handsome and kind appearance People can't help but get close for a while.

Except for Ziyue, Bai Qiuying and Great Swordsman Ximen, the remaining disciples followed behind Wu Xianyu.

"So, the remaining three of you are going to follow this girl?" Lin Yan'er looked at the remaining three disciples.

Ximen Great Swordsman quickly responded: "Yes, yes, the three of us plan to follow you, master."

"All right, everyone stand behind me." Lin Yan'er walked to an empty space under the stage and stood there.

Shangguan Nan looked at the younger brothers and younger sisters in the audience, as well as all the disciples.He said with emotion: "In the past, the master brought a few of us here to establish the Jiange. From scratch, the reputation of the Jiange spread throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty. Today, I hope you can study hard and create brilliance. Strive to let the Jiange pass on forever."

"A bonfire party will be held tonight. There will be a variety of delicious food at the meeting. I hope you will have a good time."

The disciples in the audience cheered and jumped up.

In a dense bamboo forest.

"Qiu Ying, have you found the Patriarch?"

"Big Fatty, stop arguing, the Patriarch is right there. Quick, hide, the Patriarch is here." Bai Qiuying said in a panic.

"Don't hide, come here." Chu Lang wondered what these players were doing here.

"Grandpa, I am your good grandson who has been lost for many years." Ximen Great Swordsman ran over and grabbed Chu Lang's left leg with an exaggerated expression.

Seeing this, Bai Qiuying ran over, hugged Chu Lang's right leg and said, "Master, I am your personal maid whom you haven't seen for many years."

The other players stood aside restrainedly.

Chu Lang laughed and said: "It's alright, it's alright, don't be shy. The party is about to start, you guys go there quickly."

"Then Patriarch, do you lack a personal maid?" Bai Qiuying seemed a little unwilling.

Chu Lang looked at Bai Qiuying calmly and said, "No need."

"The disciples will leave first."

The players dragged Bai Qiuying out of the bamboo forest in a hurry.

"What a group of energetic people, just like us back then."

Chu Lang looked up at the sky and murmured.

(End of this chapter)