Chapter 263: Recruiting a Disciple
Chapter 263: Accepting a Disciple
Yang Shijiu took out the handwritten letter written by Ye Xiaochuan to the drunk Taoist, and the drunk Taoist opened it and read it roughly.
The content of the letter was similar to what Yang Shijiu had just said. First, it introduced the origin hundreds of years ago. When he saw in Ye Xiaochuan's letter that the Yang family had been worshipping his portrait at home for hundreds of years, the drunk Taoist couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Afterwards, Ye Xiaochuan began to talk about this girl named Yang Shijiu, how good her qualifications were, and that if he missed this village, he would miss this shop, and he must let him accept her as a disciple.
As for how rich and powerful the Yang family was, Ye Xiaochuan just mentioned it in the Spring and Autumn style in the letter, without introducing too much.
After reading the letter, the drunk Taoist shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking that his naughty disciple would really cause trouble for him. He had only been down the mountain for a few days, and he found a female disciple for him for no reason.
Zhu Changshui took advantage of the drunk Taoist reading the letter and said to Yang Shijiu with a smile: "Miss Yang, I am Zhu Changshui, also a disciple of Cangyun Sect. Have you seen my boss Ye Xiaochuan? How is he now?"
Since entering Cangyun Mountain, Yang Shijiu has been very nervous, afraid of the same result as Langya Xianzong two years ago. She has been focusing on the drunk Taoist and paying attention to his expression changes. Zhu Changshui next to her called her several times, and she finally reacted.
She hurriedly said that Ye Xiaochuan was doing well in the world and had not encountered any danger.
The drunk Taoist pinched his beard and thought, and looked at Yang Shijiu intentionally or unintentionally.
Ye Xiaochuan was brought up by him, and as a master, he knew this naughty apprentice best.
This Yang Shijiu is quite beautiful and heroic. She is an out-and-out female hero embryo, but Ye Xiaochuan will never be kind enough to introduce a girl to him as a disciple.
What Ye Xiaochuan values about Yang Shijiu is not her appearance, but her wealth.
Although the letter did not state it clearly, what kind of person is the drunk Taoist? Those gifts outside cannot be purchased without tens of thousands of taels of silver, which shows that the Yang family has already become prosperous and wealthy.
Ye Xiaochuan probably values the Yang family's wealth, which is like a gold mountain.
He pondered for a while and said, "Miss Yang, did that brat teach you how to show off outside? Did he ask you for a favor?"
Yang Shijiu hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, no, Young Master Ye said that the senior likes to drink, so my father prepared some, but he didn't know the senior's taste, so he prepared 200 jars of Zhuyeqing, Mulberry Wine, Cornus Wine, Osmanthus Wine, Zhuangyuanhong, Daughter's Red, and Dukang for me to bring. Before leaving, my father also said that he would give the senior 500 jars of good wine every year."
The drunk Taoist swallowed his saliva, then said, "You want to worship me as your master and practice the immortal way?"
Yang Shijiu nodded heavily and said, "I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, but I know that martial arts in the rivers and lakes are for self-defense after all. The real Mahayana method is to practice Taoism. Please help me!"
After that, she knelt in front of the drunk Taoist and bowed deeply.
The drunk Taoist was hesitant. To be honest, he didn't want to accept a disciple. If he hadn't been greedy for a few sips of fruit wine from the Monkey King fifteen years ago, he wouldn't have gone to the back mountain, let alone brought Ye Xiaochuan back.
He was used to being lazy. Teaching Ye Xiaochuan had already exhausted him physically and mentally. He didn't think of accepting another disciple.
Zhu Changshui saw that the drunk Taoist looked uncertain, but he had a good impression of the lovely Yang Shijiu.
So he said: "Uncle Drunk, two hundred jars of Bamboo Leaf Green..."
The old face of the drunk Taoist froze.
Zhu Changshui continued: "Two hundred jars of Mulberry Falls..."
The drunk Taoist remained unmoved.
Zhu Changshui's voice gradually became louder, "Two hundred jars of dogwood..."
The drunk Taoist could no longer keep calm, and said to Zhu Changshui: "Why are you saying this, kid? I accepted her as a disciple not just for the sake of these fine wines. Back then, your uncle accidentally saved her ancestor. I didn't expect the people of the Yang family to be so loyal and righteous. I am considering this origin. Don't talk nonsense when you go out!"
Zhu Changshui laughed and said, "Kid, I understand!"
Seeing that Yang Shijiu was still kneeling on the ground stupidly, he said, "Miss Yang, oh no, Junior Sister Yang, why don't you thank your teacher quickly!"
Yang Shijiu reacted, cried with joy, and kowtowed to the drunk Taoist repeatedly.
The drunk Taoist held out his hand to help him up, and said, "Do you have any silver notes on you?"
Yang Shijiu was stunned, and then said, "I have 50,000 taels of silver notes on me. If Master thinks it's not enough, I will send someone back to get it."
The drunk Taoist shook his head and said, "No need, you give 500 taels to your Senior Brother Zhu."
The two people in front of him were confused, but Yang Shijiu was still very obedient and took out 500 taels of silver notes and handed them to Zhu Changshui.
Zhu Changshui asked curiously, "Uncle Master, what do you mean?"
The drunk Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "The Qingfeng Sword of your uncle was mortgaged to your master, Senior Brother Yuchenzi, for three hundred taels of silver three years ago. You should go back and redeem the Qingfeng Sword for me. The extra silver will be your errand fee. Xiaochuan has grown up. Now I have a new female disciple. This broken courtyard cannot be lived in. You should go to the Elders' Court and ask your Uncle Yang to vacate a large courtyard for me immediately. There must be a large wine cellar to store the fine wine outside. What are you doing? Why don't you go quickly?"
The Qingfeng Sword was redeemed. This sword has been with the drunk Taoist for hundreds of years. The name of the Qingfeng Taoist was also obtained from this sword.
The drunk Taoist is now very advanced in Taoism, and has comprehended the second level of swordsmanship. He has no sword in his hand, but he has a sword in his heart. When facing the enemy, even if he has no sword in his hand, it is almost the same. He can hurt people from a thousand steps away by picking up flowers and flying leaves.
But now it is different. Yang Shijiu needs a sword.
He has seen that Yang Shijiu has very good physical fitness. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and has laid a very solid foundation. He is almost at the fourth level of the sea of gods in the world of cultivation. Three or five big men can't get close to him.
As long as he gives a little guidance, Yang Shijiu will definitely make a difference in the short term.
Yang Shijiu came to worship his master and gave so many gifts. He can't be stingy. The Qingfeng Sword must have a successor, and Ye Xiaochuan seems to have no immortal fate with the Qingfeng Sword, so it's just right to pass it on to this second disciple.
Yang Shijiu was grateful to get the magic sword. When she knew that this clear and bright fairy sword was the personal magic weapon of her teacher for hundreds of years, she immediately knew that the power of this Qingfeng Sword was probably countless times more powerful than the blue silk magic weapon of Ouyang Caiyu of Langya Xianzong.
The process of becoming a disciple was very simple and originally very grand. However, the Taoist Drunken remembered the more than 1,000 jars of fine wine that Yang Shijiu brought with him, so he took Yang Shijiu directly to the Elders' Hall to register and add Yang Shijiu's name.
How many outer disciples of Cangyun would envy him to death? Those outer disciples who worked hard for ten or eight years might not be noticed by an elder and accepted as a registered disciple.
On the first day, Yang Shijiu became a disciple of the Cangyun Sect's elder, the Taoist Drunken, and he was not a registered disciple, but an in-house disciple whose name would be recorded forever in the Cangyun Sect's classics.
