: Come to the world

"Master Yang has great power and has made the world clear, which makes us ashamed and yearn for it. Sun brought his dog son and his bad disciples to become a disciple. Please give me some advice."

After Yang Lin announced his acceptance of the disciples, everyone was rushing forward excitedly. In the midst of fanaticism, an old voice was heard loudly asking for a visit.

Immediately, a Lian Jiazi shouted in surprise: "Martial God Sun Lutang."

"Is he finally unable to sit still?"

"It's him, Xingyi, Tai Chi, and the master of Bagua, the first-hand man in the world before Master Yang, Mr. Sun, the young guard of Tiger Head."

Although Yang Lin's reputation has become higher and stronger in recent years, he is only twenty-three or four years old after all, and people generally regard him as a rising star.

It’s nothing more than being better than being a master.

Logically speaking, he was so strong that he lost the older generation, and the reputation of those famous masters was nothing.

However, on this land, it is a little different.

There are always some traditional concepts that are deeply rooted in people's hearts.

For example, the custom of respecting the elderly and loving the young.

It involves a seniority issue.

Only when the older generation of martial artists emerge and recognize their identity and status can they achieve the highest status that is unprecedented and unparalleled.

"Master Sun, the God of Martial Arts, came here and said that he would be a disciple. It's really a disaster for his juniors. Please come in."

Although Yang Lin no longer needs to be afraid of anyone in this world, he does not want to leave a person with an image of disrespect for the elderly and arrogant. At that moment, he greeted him with a smile.

Sun Lutang is a tall, long-bearded old man with a clear face. He doesn't look like a lewd air, just like a erudite professor in a university.

Seven or eight people followed him, including middle-aged and young people, all of whom were bright and sturdy in their eyes and steady steps. Obviously, they all achieved higher achievements in their cultivation.

This is his disciple.

"Master Yang is in front of me, where did I, Mr. Sun, dare to call him a god of martial arts? I was joking."

Mr. Sun quickly waved his hand and bowed to the ground very formally, "As the saying goes, learning is not before or after, and those who are good at it are the first. Today, I saw Master Yang's magical powers, which was really amazing. Therefore, I came to ask for advice with a thick face. Please do not dislike Mr. Sun."

"Mr. Sun is so serious, so why not ask Master Sun to be condescending and serve as my visiting teacher of Jingwu Sect and teach his disciples together. In his spare time, we can also discuss the path of martial arts and make progress together. How about it?"

Yang Lin also bowed back the gift.

He knew that if there was no self in this world, the one in front of him would have a great reputation in future generations. The martial arts passed down by his sons and disciples would still be remembered by many people even in the era when martial arts were not passed down a hundred years later.

This is a very amazing character.

It has reached its peak in one aspect.

The inability to break through is because of the world and the times, not because he is really bad.

At first glance, he found that even if this old man didn't know how to practice the elixir and Huagang, he was still at the peak of Huajin, but his qi and blood were more than three to five times stronger than ordinary Huajin masters.

Even more powerful than the eight-six master Li Xuwen, he met at the beginning.

It proves that this person has practiced the way to nourish his body and the way to nourish his spirit very well. As long as he understands the key points to further advance in martial arts, he will definitely be a thousand miles a day, and may even become the first to enter the third level at the age of seventy and eighty to activate the power of heaven and earth.

This is the foundation.

Yang Lin can use the method of initiation to forcibly improve other people's physical practice and boxing proficiency, but spiritual practice and understanding of heaven and earth ultimately rely on one's own practice.

Just like the little Mushroom and Uncle Da now.

Little Mushroom is smarter. Although he is not old, his mental power is pure and his mind has no distracting thoughts. After forced improvement, his improvement speed is faster than Uncle Da.

After decades of hard practice, she only took three years to jump past and rushed directly to the divine realm stage, with her whole body free of leakage. This is her talent.

Uncle Da, who was treated the same, had too many prejudices because he had too many things in his mind and had too many prejudices. His roots and bones were not necessarily very good, and his spirit was not very pure. Therefore, he was stuck at the peak of the Gang Realm and never took that step.

If you want to break through that bottleneck, you may have to go through a long period of hard work. Only by resting with time and accumulating the foundation can you make a breakthrough.

Even his peak Gangjin is not as good as Huo Yuanjia, Chen Zhen, Li Tongyun, and Ye Wen who have practiced.

After being taught by Yang Lin, these people were able to practice and practice, and their progress was almost the same every day, and they all reached the Gangjin stage.

Uncle Da was a little miserable compared to them.

This is the difference between talent.

Since Mr. Sun in front of him was able to achieve the first-hand reputation in the world under the circumstances before, there is no need to say much about his talent and roots. Yang Lin is actually looking forward to what kind of achievements he can achieve in the future.

Mr. Sun just now was welcomed.

Another sound came.

"Li was not talented. After losing to Master Yang that day, he thought about it day and night, and wanted to practice hard before winning back. He practiced hard for several years behind closed doors. As a result, when he went out, he saw that the day had changed."

A lean and strong old man walked over with a big gun. More than ten people followed him, each of whom was fierce.

"I have seen Master Yang's skills today. Li is really convinced. In his lifetime, I only hope to be as good as Master Yang, if I learn a little bit of it. I hope Master Yang will not hold a grudge against the old things and accept the old man and his disciples as his disciples."

After saying this, the old man bowed to the ground, his face full of bright and clear wind.

"The magic gun has arrived, too."

"Although Li Shenqin was defeated, he was still honored. He was strong throughout his life and never worshiped others. I heard that even when he saw Master Yuan, he just bowed his hand and didn't give him much good face. Unexpectedly, when he saw him today, he actually held the etiquette of his disciples."

"No of these older generation masters are eager to seek Taoism, and their reputations are just like clouds. Master Yang collapsed with his sword today, and his skills are unpredictable. If you can worship such a disciple, what is it even if you are a disciple?"

Some people shook their heads and sighed.

They naturally understand.

The Nanqian provinces opened, and Yang Lin accepted all of his personal disciples, all of whom had outstanding achievements.

Although there are more and more disciples.

But he is not something that everyone is willing to accept.

Those disciples who are ignorant of their skills, have poor character, have no roots and bones, and cannot endure hardship will not be accepted.

Therefore, in some ways, some warriors who have achieved success in their studies, have been witnessed, and have extraordinary talents have the initiative.

Eight out of ten will be included in the disciples.

Yang Lin never hides this. No matter which industry he is in, talented people can always go further.

What's the point of teaching a disciple who is completely talented and lazy and sloppy?

In such a big world, does he have few disciples?

Need to eat without any choice.

Therefore, in order to open up the Tao and to obtain results as soon as possible, the first batch of disciples he accepted were of course the most confident and he would accept whoever could break through the bottleneck at the fastest speed.

Li Xuwen had just bowed and laughed loudly behind him, "One sheep is to drive, two sheep are to put them down, and I am also honest and bringing my little girl here to become a disciple..."

This is Gong Baosen.

He took off his top hat, rushed two steps, and held his little daughter's hand in Gong Ruomei's surprised gaze, and saluted forward with a smile.

"Prince Ping comes to apprenticeship..."

"Li Jinglin and his disciples come to be a disciple!"
Chapter completed!