Chapter 163: The Secret Art of the Mind, Wei Zihao's Terrifying Intuition
"It's just in time that you come back this time. Tomorrow Zi'an will become his disciple. As his elder brother, you will help to receive the guests then." Wei Xinghe said.
"By the way, Dad, speaking of this, I was just about to ask you, do you really want Zi'an to become Ma Gu's disciple?" Wei Zihao asked.
"Why, what's wrong?"
"I heard that Master Ma Gu is only at the minor level of the Muscle and Bones Realm. Isn't he a little bit inadequate to be Zi'an's master?"
"Your brother is just entering the Qi and Blood Realm now. Master Ma Gu is more than capable of teaching him." Wei Xinghe shook his head. "The most important thing is that your brother is willing to listen to his teachings. You also know what Zi'an's attitude towards martial arts was before."
Wei Zihao thought about it and agreed.
My younger brother used to be lazy about practicing martial arts and just muddled through.
Since Master Magu can discipline him, he is indeed the best teacher.
"That's great too. I originally thought that if Zi'an really wanted to learn martial arts, he could go with me to Qingyun Sword Pavilion. I just became an inner sect disciple not long ago, so I am qualified to accept three sword boys."
Although they are called sword-serving boys, in fact, most of the inner disciples are used to train their own confidants, or to promote clan members and relatives. This has become the default rule.
"You became an inner disciple of Qingyun Sword Pavilion?"
Wei Xinghe was very surprised to hear the news.
To become an inner disciple of Qingyun Sword Pavilion, one must reach the great perfection of the tendons and bones realm and pass the trials of the sect.
It is said that the inner door trial of Qingyun Sword Pavilion is very strict.
I didn’t expect that my eldest son would actually pass.
"I am ashamed to say that I had already achieved great success in my strength and muscles half a year ago. After that, I spent three months preparing and barely passed the sect's inner sect test."
"Your tendons and bones reached full maturity half a year ago... I remember when I sent you to Qingyun Sword Pavilion five years ago, you were only at the minor stage of Qi and Blood. In just over four years, you have reached the stage of full maturity of tendons and bones. Hao'er, I was right. Your talent is indeed suitable for learning swordsmanship."
Wei Xinghe felt very satisfied.
Qingyun Sword Pavilion is one of the strongest sects in Jeju. The benefits of Wei Zihao becoming its inner disciple are naturally self-evident.
"I was a little proud of myself, but compared with the young master Lu you mentioned, this achievement is insignificant."
"Don't compare yourself with Mr. Lu. Both of them are extraordinary people, and naturally we ordinary people cannot compare with them. But in the martial arts, steady progress is the most important thing, and you need to lay a solid foundation. As long as you take one step at a time and don't be impatient, you may have the opportunity to reach the peak of martial arts, become a master, and step into the innate realm in the future."
Wei Xinghe said seriously.
"Yes, I will remember my father's teachings." Wei Zihao responded solemnly.
In the evening, Wei Zihao took Wei Zian to Youzhu Courtyard to visit Lu Qing.
"Little Doctor Lu!"
Arriving at the courtyard, Wei Zian rushed in immediately.
"Young Master, how come you have time to come to my place?"
Lu Qing, who was reading in the yard, was a little surprised.
This kid is going to become a disciple tomorrow, so how come he still has time to run around?
As for Xiaoyan and Xiaoli.
Mrs. Wei especially liked Xiaoyan. After knowing that she was learning to write, she offered to help Lu Qing teach her.
So recently the two little guys have been studying there most of the time, and usually only come back at night.
"My eldest brother is back and he said he wanted to meet you, so I brought him here." Wei Zian said happily.
"Your eldest brother?"
Lu Qing looked behind him.
He saw a tall and straight young man with a gentle face, looking at him in a daze.
Wei Zihao's heart was filled with shock at this moment.
Before he met Lu Qing, he always imagined him as a young man about his age.
After all, although my father mentioned this young man many times, he did not mention his specific age.
But I never thought that Lu Qing was so young. He looked about the same age as Zi'an, a few years younger than him.
It's amazing to think that such a young man, with his body at the muscle and bone realm, defeated a martial arts master with perfect internal organs in public.
Wei Zihao's heart couldn't help but tremble.
He finally understood why his father had repeatedly emphasized that he should not compare himself with this young master Lu.
Who can compare to such a monstrous genius!
"Young Master?"
Seeing that Wei Zihao was just staring at him blankly without saying anything, Lu Qing shouted.
Wei Zihao woke up as if from a dream and quickly bowed: "Greetings to Mr. Lu, I am Wei Zihao, Zi'an's brother. Thank you Mr. Lu for your heroic act that day. Not only did you save my mother and brother, but you also saved my Wei family from danger."
After saying that, Wei Zihao bowed deeply to Lu Qing and kowtowed.
"Young Master, there is no need to be so polite. I am just doing what is in my heart." Lu Qing said with a smile.
"Mr. Lu, you are joking. Your great kindness to our Wei family will be unforgettable to us, everyone in the Wei family."
Wei Zihao felt relieved. This young master Lu was just as his father said. He was gentle to others and not at all overbearing.
Seeing Lu Qing holding a book and staying in the Youzhu courtyard for a while, Wei Zihao tactfully said goodbye with his brother.
After leaving the courtyard, he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Wei Zian, who was standing by, was somewhat puzzled when he saw him like this.
"This young Master Lu is indeed extraordinary. He puts too much psychological pressure on people."
Wei Zihao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said.
"Really? I think Doctor Lu is easy to get along with." Wei Zian looked confused.
"That's just because your cultivation is too low, and you can't detect the terrifying thing about him."
Wei Zihao was still frightened.
Although Lu Qing restrained his aura very well and did not leak it out at all, he looked no different from an ordinary teenager.
He also couldn't tell what level Lu Qing's cultivation had reached.
But a secret technique of the sect he once practiced always told him that Lu Qing was extremely dangerous.
It was the kind of powerful suffocating feeling that could take his life in an instant, and no matter how he struggled, he could not escape.
Even when facing the sect's elders with perfect internal organs, he had never felt so dangerous.
At this moment, Wei Zihao finally believed that what his father said was not an exaggeration at all.
On the contrary, it might be an understatement.
This Mr. Lu probably has more than just the ability to defeat a martial arts master.
His true strength is beyond everyone's imagination.
Wei Zihao has great confidence in his intuition.
It was precisely because of this intuition that he was able to escape danger time and again in a highly competitive large sect like Qingyun Sword Pavilion over the years and successfully become an inner disciple.
"This Mr. Lu is someone you absolutely cannot mess with!"
Wei Zihao made the decision in an instant.
In the small courtyard, Lu Qing, who was still reading a book, sensed the departure of the Wei brothers, smiled, with an amusement in his eyes.
"Qingyun Sword Pavilion, the secret art of the mind?"
"It seems that this eldest son of the Wei family is not simple."
(End of this chapter)
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