The Songshan School has a court background, which has both advantages and disadvantages for Zuo Yi.

In the short term, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, but in the long term, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

With the support of the imperial court, the Songshan faction was early in the process of expansion, whether it was Shaolin or Wudang, as long as they did not touch their interests, they would not and dare not attack the Songshan faction. The threats of these two giants could be ignored.

But in the same way, because it is under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, the Songshan Sect cannot expand infinitely.

For example, the Songshan Sect is like a hunting dog placed in the martial arts world by the imperial court, helping the imperial court hunt the Demon Sect.

But as the owner, I would never want to see that this hunting dog eventually evolved into a tiger because it ate too much meat and ate too much.

Moreover, during the hunting process, once the prey dies, the hunting dog will be useless, and it is time to kill and eat meat.

According to Zuo Yi's estimate, the upper limit of the development of the Songshan Sect is at most annexing the Five Yue Sword Sect.

If you want to destroy the Demon Sect first, then kill Shaolin Wudang, until you unify the world, there is no chance.

Once the Demon Sect is destroyed, the Songshan Sect will no longer have the necessity to exist.

If the Songshan Sect annexes Shaolin Wudang, it would be equivalent to combining three fierce tigers into one mutated fierce tiger, and the court would definitely not agree.

However, a Songshan Sect that can only end up annexing the Five Mountains was not what Zuo Yi wanted.

What he wanted was a martial god temple that unified the world and even surpassed the court, and then exhausted the martial arts of the Nine Provinces and Eight Deserts to pave his own path to a strong man.

"It seems that it is necessary to find an opportunity to talk openly with my father. Well, don't be anxious, you have to take this matter slowly..."

In fact, Zuo Yi has only seen his father dozens of faces since he was a child.

Even biological father and son are far from talking about everything, and they still need to get along slowly before they can communicate.

However, with the nature of this father and son, it may never be possible to truly communicate with each other...

"Uncle Lu, I have already remembered it. You can put the secret book back."

Zuo Yi stood up and handed over the secret book to Lu Bai at the door.

Lu Bai couldn't help but be surprised and frowned and advised: "Nephew Yi, it's only half an hour, have you really remembered it all?

You have to know that once you leave Songyang Palace, you will never have the chance to check the secrets again.

Moreover, after you go out, you must not leave the secret book content on paper, and you must not give it to others privately. This is not allowed by the rules of the sect.

I advise you to read it a few more times, without being anxious to leave, be sure to keep it in mind and be foolproof.”

You should know that some disciples with poor memory have normal staying here for ten days and half a month in order to remember the secret recipes.

Even if it's fast, it will take at least several days.

Zuo Yi said: "Don't worry, Uncle Lu, I understand your kindness, but I really remember it and will never forget a single sentence."

Lu Bai looked at Zuo Yi deeply and gradually believed it.

It is not uncommon for people in this world to remember. I never thought that Lu Bai would meet one of them today.

However, it’s a pity that this kid doesn’t even read fame and fortune with such a good memory…

Zuo Yi walked out of Songyang Palace, looked back at the sun in the sky, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Alas, I have to improve my strength again, and I live a happy life...

He originally planned to get familiar with the environment inside the mountain gate today, but compared to improving his strength, he could only postpone it.

"Hello, Senior Brother Yi!"

"Hello, Senior Brother Yi!"

Some young disciples carrying long swords met Zuo Yi, and they all avoided the road and praised them as their senior brother.

"Hello, junior brother."

Zuo Yi had a smile like spring breeze on his face, nodded slightly, and left straight away.

The feeling of being a senior brother is indeed much better than being a junior brother.

The disciples of Songshan Sect have strict rules and clear levels.

From bottom to top, the sects are divided into peripheral disciples, formal disciples, elite disciples, personal disciples, true disciples, chief elders, and chief sects.

Most of the outer disciples have no cultivation level, from their teens to their twenties. They have clothes that are very complicated. In addition to practicing, they also have to bear some chores.

If you are not over twenty years old and have a third-rate martial arts level or above, you can be included in the official disciple.

Starting from the official disciple, you must wear the unified costumes of Songshan School.

The costumes of the Songshan School are mainly dark red tones, and are similar to those of men and women.

From Zuo Yi's perspective, this outfit is not beautiful, but it looks calm and atmospheric, with a bit of mysterious colors, which is in line with the style of Songshan School.

The biggest feature of the disciples of the Songshan Sect is to match their strength and status in the sect by carrying the sword.

All formal disciples can go to Yulong Pavilion to choose a Songshan Sect-style sword.

The Songshan School controls several iron ore and a large number of craftsmen in Henan. These swords are all 100-strength steel swords specially made by the Yulong Pavilion craftsmen. They are of high quality, stable and reliable, and extremely sharp. They can be worth more than 100 taels of silver on the market.

If you can become a second-rate expert, you can go to Yulong Pavilion to choose a second sword.

By analogy, if you become a first-class expert, you can have a third sword.

It is precisely because of this that if you want to know the strength of the disciples of Songshan Sect, you will understand roughly by looking at the few swords they have on their backs.

This is actually similar to the Beggars' Sect's rating based on the number of bags.

Like the Thirteen Taibao, everyone carries three swords, but they are rampant in the world. Even the leader of Huashan Yue Buqun has to call him Senior Brother when he sees him.

According to Zuo Yi's current strength, he is already qualified to carry two swords, but although doing so shows his identity, Zuo Yi always feels a little bit...

On the way back, when passing by the edge of a quiet forest, Zuo Yi saw a familiar figure.

His second brother is left behind.

Zuo Ting was in the woods, slowly practicing a set of boxing techniques, which was a bit like the Five Animal Show, but it was also specious. After a while of fighting and stopping for a while, it was a bit strange.

Zuo Yi thought about it and planned to come forward and say hello.

When he met for the first time, he felt a vague feeling that his second brother might not be as unbearable as rumored, and this was purely an intuition.

Unfortunately, since he greeted him during the first meeting, his second brother has never spoken again.

Even at the banquet last night, Zuo Ting had been drinking silently in the corner, which matched his nickname "Cold Song outside the sky". It turned out that he only had the wrong name, not the wrong nickname...

"Second brother."

"Um."

Seeing Zuo Yi coming, Zuo Ting did not stop, but just nodded slightly to Zuo Yi.

Zuo Yi didn't mind. He sat down on a bluestone next to him, took a small wine pot from his waist, drank a small sip, and watched his second brother boxing with fun.

After watching for a while, he couldn't help but speak, "Second brother, are you practicing the Wuqin Opera? I have also studied the Wuqin Opera a little, but it seems to be a bit different from the second brother's movements."

"It's not the Five Animals Play, it's the Yijin Jing." Zuo Ting said.

"Hmm? The Yijin Jing of Shaolin Temple?" Zuo Yi couldn't help but be surprised.

Zuo Ting kept moving and explained: "Although it is also the Yijin Jing, it is only the Yijin Jing's external meridian, which can only have a little effect of tempering the tendons and veins. The Yijin Jing's internal meridian is the treasure of Shaolin Temple."

"So that's it." Zuo Yi suddenly realized.

He could see that Zuo Ting's body should have hidden diseases, but he was not familiar with each other and might involve other people's taboos, so he couldn't ask in detail.

Seeing that Zuo Ting was not interested in talking, he was also a little bored, so he stood up and said goodbye, "Second brother, practice slowly, I'll go back first."

"Third brother."

"There is something else to do with my second brother?" Zuo Yi turned around and asked.

Zuo Ting stopped, took off the towel from the tree branch, wiped the sweat from his face, and looked at Zuo Yi with a deep look.

"Third brother, you're a little too hasty."

"With your talent, martial arts and background, as long as you keep going steadily, it is impossible to be buried and there is no need to show off.

Logically speaking, with your mind, you should not be unable to see this.

Second brother can’t understand what you want, but second brother hopes that your heart can really stay in Songshan.”

Zuo Yi was a little surprised. He couldn't underestimate the natives of this world. He didn't expect that his introverted and indifferent second brother had such keen insight.

Even if ordinary people can't stand him, they will at most think that he is arrogant, frivolous, and willing to show off.

But this left-leaning man seems to think more.

He smiled and said, "Second brother, you are thinking too much. Father, eldest brother and second brother, you are both in Songshan Mountain. The mark of Songshan Mountain on me has existed since I was born. If my heart is not left in Songshan Mountain, where can I go?"

Zuo Ting looked at Zuo Yi deeply and nodded, "You are right. Some things are born to be doomed and none of us can change them."

There is a Lu Ji Tavern next to Yulong Pavilion, which was opened by an outer sect master from this sect. The Chiba Chun he brewed by himself tastes pretty good. You can try it if you have time."

"Okay, I will go. Second brother, please continue, I won't disturb you."

Zuo Yi said goodbye to Zuo Ting, with a smile on his lips and gradually walked away.

He asked himself, were he really too impatient?
To be continued...