The young man behind him was dressed in white clothes, spotless and drifted like a feathered immortal.

Perhaps it was because the wind and sand were a little noisy today, and Zeng Laosi felt that his eyes seemed a little wet.

"Mr. Zhuo."

Han Qing, who was the first to react, stood up and saluted Zhuo Yuming respectfully.

Zhuo Yuming nodded at Han Qing, and at the same time glanced at Zeng Yue, who was still a little unresponsive, and smiled and said to the obviously much older man: "Captain Zeng, don't be fine."

He stood up from the bamboo chair with a trembling trembling, deliberately straightening his backbone that had obviously been slightly hunched over the years. The man with a face full of frost was clasped and called "Sir Zhuo Xianshi".

Zeng Jinhai, who had a child in his old age, is now at the age of knowing destiny. Most of the half-baked warriors like him have secret diseases, so they look older than ordinary people. At his age, they have stopped here in their lifetime. The only thing they still have some thoughts is the future of their children.

As a few men in Qiaotou Village who have walked out of the village and seen the "world" outside, they naturally know how precious the gods on the mountain are. In secular dynasties, they are all hot guest worshippers. After his son has such a great fortune, he is naturally surprised by my son. Therefore, compared to Zeng Yue, who is still young and ignorant, he looks forward to Zhuo Yuming's arrival more. Because this fairy in white clothes may be able to change the fate of his son's life.

Poor parents in the world.

After saying hello to Zeng Laosi, Zhuo Yuming waved, and Zeng Yue finally realized that he quickly walked to Zhuo Yuming to salute.

Zhuo Yuming looked at Zeng Yue, who had grown into a big man, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "It's not bad, it's the realm of condensation. Over the years, you have been exploring alone and being able to have the cultivation of condensation, which is enough to show your intention."

Zeng Yue, who was originally cautious and nervous, listened to Zhuo Yuming's words, his eyes suddenly shone with relief, and he obviously put down the big stone hanging in his heart and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Zeng Laosi on the side also looked very relieved. It seemed that this man in the second-rank martial arts realm was even more nervous than his son who received the exam.

Han Qing stood aside and looked at him with a smile, unable to help but smile.

He couldn't help but remember the scene when he first met Mr. Zhuo in the woods at the foot of Xianlumen Mountain. He followed Mr. Zhuo all the way in Fuyaozhou until he parted in the Nie family. He was worried about whether Mr. Zhuo would leave him behind at night.

Now seeing the Zeng family's father and son's look on their faces, he couldn't help but feel empathy.

"Master Zhuo Xian, if Yue'er passed your exam, would it be..."

Zeng Laosi asked embarrassedly, his words filled with caution.

Zhuo Yuming looked at Zeng Laosi who was so nervous that he was extremely nervous, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Captain Zeng, since Zeng Yue has met my expectations, I will naturally accept him as his disciple."

Seeing Zeng Laosi's reassurance look, Zhuo Yuming not only had no amusement at all, but a hint of admiration arose. Whether it is a monk in the Heavenly Realm or a mundane world, parents are devoted to their children in their hearts.

"Zeng Yue, listen well. Your teacher is named Zhuo Yuming, a native of Fuyaozhou. In the near future, your teacher will create a sect called Yunshangcheng. In the future, you will be the founding disciple of your teacher and the senior brother of the entire Yunshangcheng. I hope you will practice well in the future, inherit the teacher's legacy, respect the teacher and respect the Tao, and take it as your responsibility to protect the sect."

Zhuo Yuming had a solemn expression and a solemn tone.

Zeng Yue, who was standing in front of Zhuo Yuming, immediately knelt down. He didn't know what kind of etiquette he was on the mountain, but just kowtowed nine times to Zhuo Yuming.

The boy who grew up in this remote village did not understand the complex etiquette. In his perception, kneeling three times and nine times was the greatest etiquette in the world. Zhuo Yuming naturally didn't say much, but just watched the young man under his knees perform the big gift, and then bent down and reached out to help him up.

After patting the mud on Zeng Yue’s forehead, Zhuo Yuming said softly: “I won’t be able to apprenticeship today. When the sect is completed in the future, I will salute the ancestors’ hall.”

After looking at Han Qing on the other side, Zhuo Yuming said to him: "The same is true for you. Go back and perform the ceremony of apprenticeship in the Ancestor Hall."

Han Qing nodded with excitement.

Later, during a chat with the three, I learned that Zeng Yue's mother had a serious illness a few years ago and died of illness. When talking about this sad thing, Zeng Laosi and his son were naturally full of sadness. After Zhuo Yuming comforted her, he asked Zeng Laosi if she wanted to go to Fuyaozhou with Zeng Yue.

Zeng Laosi, who had lived in Qiaotou Village for most of his life, still shook his head and refused politely under his son's persuasion, and chose to stay alone in this small village where he gave birth to him and raised him to live forever.

Most people who are older will have the intention of returning to their roots. Even if their beloved wife dies and their only son is far away, they still don’t want to leave their hometown and go to other places.

After thinking about it, Zhuo Yuming decided to rest for three days in Qiaotou Village so that Zeng Yue could spend the last time with his father before leaving.

After dinner in the evening, Zhuo Yuming and his two children sat in the courtyard under the moonlight to preach to the two.

"Zeng Yue, you are extremely talented and a rare embryo of practicing Taoism. In the years of being a teacher, there are only a few people who have seen talent that can compete with you. The master's skills are obtained from the ancient human emperor, and it is the most top skill in the world. As long as you practice diligently, your future achievements will inevitably be limitless. I hope to calm down the Taoist mind, and be able to practice Taoism in the future, so as not to insult the Taoist tradition of the Human Emperor."

"As for Han Qing, you have specialized in art and fortune. You are quite talented in the art of fortune and fortune. If I spread you too many magical powers, I am afraid that you will not be able to chew too much. I will pass on the Human Emperor Sutra as the foundation of my practice. Among the six methods of Human Emperor, except for the Human Emperor Sutra, you will only pass on the Tongtian Divine Talisman Treasure Mirror and the Shenxiao Thunder Method. The thunder method is just for you to do magical powers. I hope you can devote all your body and mind to the way of talismans and talismans. Strive to be better than the way of talismans in the future."

The two disciples were arranged for their cultivation paths according to their aptitude. Zhuo Yuming also took out the jade slips of martial arts that had been prepared before and passed them on to them.

"You don't rush to practice. In the past two days, you can carefully understand the essence of the martial arts. If you have any questions, please ask me any time."

The two young men naturally had no objection to Zhuo Yuming's arrangement. They each took the jade slips, bowed to Zhuo Yuming, and then sat in the yard and studied them carefully.

Arrangement of the practice of the two children is a big deal.

Looking up at the dim stars in the night sky, Zhuo Yuming's mouth slightly opened.
Chapter completed!